After Wen Wen left, Fu Heng glanced at the time and almost got off work.

He got up, picked up his coat resting on his chair, and walked out of the office.

The secretary saw him come out and hurriedly greeted him, "President, are you going to get off work?"

Fu Heng saw the water cup on the coffee table in the reception room and asked with a frown, "Someone is here?"

"Hmm!" the secretary lowered his head: "Is it a young lady surnamed Chu?"

"Surname Chu?"

"Yes, but she stayed there for a while and left. ”

Fu Heng stood there stunned for a few seconds without speaking, and finally he walked outside without saying a word, leaving the unknown secretary standing there without saying a word.

When he was in the parking lot, Fu Heng made a call to Cheng Yuan: "Why didn't you tell me when Chu Ci came today?"

Cheng Yuan was still out on a business trip, and immediately said: "She said that she was afraid that you would disturb the meeting, so she asked me to help her say hello to the secretary." "Thinking about it, something was wrong, and he said, 'What's wrong?'

But over there, Fu Heng had already cut off the phone.

Cheng Yuan heard the beeping sound on the phone, and suddenly felt a chill in his back.

It looks as if something bad is happening.

…………

Fu Heng returned to Yujingyuan at almost seven o'clock.

When he opened the door and changed his shoes at the entrance, he saw Chu Ci sitting on the sofa watching TV alone.

Fu Heng walked over, leaned down and touched her face: "Wait for me to come back for dinner?"

Chu Ci raised his head, glanced at him, and then put down the pillow in his hand: "Hmm!"

With that, she had already stood up and walked towards the table.

Fu Heng looked at her slender back, and for a moment his eyes were dark and complicated to the extreme.

Chu Ci brought the dish up, then served two bowls of white rice and handed it to him: "Let's eat!"

She didn't say anything superfluous throughout.

During this period, she also helped Fu Heng with vegetables very intimately.

Fu Heng put a chopstick of rice into his mouth and asked, "Did you go to look for me today?"

"Hmm!" Chu Ci lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl.

"Why don't you come back with me!"

Chu Ci raised his head, looked at his indifferent face, and said, "The secretary said that I was afraid that I would disturb you when you and Miss Wen were talking about things inside, so I came back first." ”

Fu Heng looked at her face a little distracted, and her voice was low for a while: "She came to me today for something!"

"I want you to help her find where Lu Xiang is!" Chu Ci smiled, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes: "I heard it outside." ”

Fu Heng was stunned, but also accepted the result.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke: "Let's eat first, and then we'll talk about it after eating." ”

"What do you say?" Chu Ci asked rhetorically: "I heard it all, what else is there to say." ”

She looked at Fu Heng's side face, and smiled again: "You promised her, didn't you say that you wouldn't interfere in this matter, why, as soon as she cried and begged you, you softened?"

"Chu porcelain!"

Fu Heng's voice was a little low, with a little forbearance of anger.

She stood up: "You eat, I don't want to eat." ”

Fu Heng put his chopsticks aside: "Stop." ”

Chu Ci's tense emotions finally found an outlet, from the time she knew that she might be infertile, her nerves were tense, and now when she heard Fu Heng break her promise to meddle in other people's affairs, her nerves were finally broken.

Gritting her teeth, she clenched her fists tightly: "I'll go upstairs first, you eat slowly!"

After speaking, she went upstairs directly regardless of Fu Heng's face.

Sitting in the room, she took a deep breath, held her phone in her hand, looked at the lock screen, and fell into a long contemplation.

Soon a man's low and unhappy voice sounded outside: "Chu Ci!"

Chu Ci heard this voice, but she still sat on the bed motionless.

When Fu Heng went to twist the doorknob, he found that the bedroom was locked by her from the inside, he frowned, and spoke again, "Chu Ci, open the door." ”

There was no response, silence.

He believed that Chu Ci definitely heard his voice, his brows furrowed tightly, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "Open the door." ”

There was still no one in the room who answered.

Fu Heng's temper came up in an instant, from childhood to adulthood, no one dared to give him a look like this again and again.

But he still said patiently in a deep voice, "Chu Ci, I say it again, open the door for me." ”

Chu Ci continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Chu Ci, do you open the door yourself, or let me open it. ”

Fu Heng's patience has been exhausted to the extreme.

His hand fell back to his side, turned and went downstairs, directly finding the spare key and going upstairs

When the door opened, there was basically no sound.

There were no lights in the bedroom, and the light in the hallway shone dimly.

With the help of this faint light, Fu Heng saw that Chu Ci's whole person was shrunk in the quilt.

Shrunk into a small ball, like a little pitiful.

Fu Heng walked over with an expressionless face, and reached out to pull down the futon covering Chu Ci's face.

Half a minute later.

Chu Ci only felt that her breathing was all blocked, and she couldn't breathe and forced her to open her eyes, and before she could see the person clearly, the rich breath belonging to the man had already poured into her breath, "You ......"

It's so annoying that I came up and kissed her without saying a word.

"What are you?"

Fu Heng pinched her chin, her emotions were a little indistinct, "You are so bold that you dare to lock me out?"

Chu Ci broke his hand hard, "You hurt me!"

Only then did Fu Heng let go of the hand that was imprisoning her, and snorted coldly: "If you have something to say, say it well, what kind of temper do you have?"

Chu Ci looked at him coldly: "I'm not happy and can't have a little temper?"

obviously said that he would not interfere, but because of the warmth, he made an exception to help her.

Chu Ci turned his face away: "I really don't understand what you're thinking sometimes?" Speaking of this, tears flashed in her eyes, and finally she sniffed, sat up from the bed, and stared at him: "You have been so good to me these days, causing me to have a delusion, thinking that I am the most important and irreplaceable in your heart, but now I ......"

She laughed: "I think I may be overthinking myself and overestimating myself." ”

Fu Heng frowned: "Chu Ci, you listen to me." ”

He reached out to touch her cheek, but she blocked it.

"Now Mu Xiuchen is looking for Lu Xiang to make things clear. ”

"What does that have to do with warmth?" Chu Ci raised his eyebrows: "Originally, this matter had nothing to do with her, she had to intervene herself, and she couldn't wait to tell the world that she was a junior, and she broke up and wanted to be on top ......"

"Chu porcelain!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fu Heng.

"Did I say something wrong?" Chu Ci stared at him, and suddenly had a feeling of wanting to provoke him.

"Warm, she was originally a junior, her mother is a junior, how good can she be?"

Although it was a bit mean to say this, Chu Ci still said, "She didn't care before, but now that she loses it, she is unwilling to want to snatch it back, how can anyone be like this, you can't be so selfish and unreasonable." ”

Fu Heng frowned, and the expression on his face was still very light.

In the end, he held Chu Ci's hand: "Okay, don't talk about this matter anymore, don't quarrel about unrelated things." ”

Chu Ci didn't want to quarrel either, but when she thought of Wen's domineering and unwilling but pitiful and weak face, a fire ignited in her heart.

I hate a person and I hate it with all her looks.

She shook off Fu Heng's hand: "Yes, I don't want to quarrel, but seeing you like this, I really feel sorry for you!"

Fu Heng was stunned.

Feel sorry for him?

Chu Ci smiled without a smile: "Fu Heng, are you tired?"

She stretched out her hand, slowly stroked the man's well-defined handsome face, and smiled lowly: "When you promised to help her today, did you want to come back and hide it from me, so as not to let me know that you are helping her find out Lu Xiang's whereabouts, or will you think that Chu Ci will be very angry if she finds out." Don't you feel like this, don't you feel hard?"

These days, he has done his best to take care of her, and let her taste as sweet as honey.

But after the sweetness is over, it is arsenic poison.

Seeing that Fu Heng didn't speak, Chu Ci smiled coldly again: "Or, you are thinking that you are so good to me these days, so I shouldn't have the face to lose my temper with you, after all, it's right to be soft, so you don't feel guilty when you promise warmth, if so, then you don't have to be good to me." ”

The man silently pinched her wrist with a lot of force.

Chu Ci withdrew his hand and shook his head: "I don't quarrel with you, but it doesn't mean that I'm not angry." ”

Fu Heng touched her face, took her into his arms, and said in a gentle tone: "It's not good to be angry, you haven't eaten a few bites of dinner, do you want to eat?"

His posture is very low now, probably because he owes something in his heart!

Chu Ci leaned on his shoulder, thought for him from a different angle, and felt that he was really tired of being willing to live!

Warmth is a responsibility for him, after all, Wen Yan died to save him, and such a heavy pressure was placed in his heart, so whatever Wen Wen asked him for, he wanted to help, because that favor was there.

And she, who is his wife in the legal sense, also has a responsibility, and has a little place in his heart, so she can't completely ignore it.

And she's not an obedient, well-behaved, unassertive person.

The temper is not very good, and the sand under the eyes cannot be rubbed, and it is impossible to get by.

Thinking about it this way, Fu Heng is indeed so tired of living!

Chu Ci sighed in his heart and softened his tone: "I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired and want to sleep." ”

"Well, you're good for a cold, so you need to rest early. Fu Heng let go of her and hid the emotions in his eyes, "Are you going to celebrate your birthday, have you figured out how to spend it?"

He changed the topic so quickly that Chu Ci didn't resist for a moment, and was stunned for several seconds.

Then it occurred to me that she was about to turn twenty-four.

She smiled and touched her face: "I don't know, whatever, will you accompany me for my birthday?"

"Of course. Fu Heng smiled softly: "What gift do you want?"

What does she want, a house, a car, or money?

Chu Ci thought a little darkly in her heart: If she said that she wanted to separate from him, would Fu Heng strangle her?