"I heard that my sister-in-law quarreled with my brother yesterday?"

Although she comforted Fu Qiaoxin and sat down, she still asked Jiang Zhiruo the question she didn't want to answer.

"It's nothing......" Jiang Zhiruo really didn't want to pay attention to her, after all, Fu Jue was messing with herself because of these cruel words.

picked a chopstick dish and stuffed it into her mouth, Jiang Zhiruo suddenly remembered that the thing in the memo was a small diary written by Jiang Zhiruo's original owner, and she hadn't read it yet, so she habitually took out her mobile phone and ate it while reading.

"Sister-in-law, didn't Uncle Jiang teach you?"

Before she could finish reading a sentence, Fu Qiaoxin's voice sounded again.

Jiang Zhiruo raised her head, feeling very aggrieved, if she hadn't changed her identity, the bone broth in front of her would have been poured on Fu Qiao's heart.

"You can't look at your phone when you're eating," Fu Qiaoxin looked at Fu Lingtian as if he was provocative and invited: "Right, Dad?" ”

Yes, yes, yes, fart!

Jiang Zhiruo put away her mobile phone and bit the food in her mouth viciously, and her appetite dissipated.

Fu Lingtian seemed to be a little impatient when he was disturbed, and replied again and again: "Yes, my little girl, let's eat quickly." ”

Jiang Zhiruo pursed her mouth, and before she could clean up her grievances, the door was opened by the maid again.

A long figure appeared in the eyes of the three of them, and the servant trotted over and stood beside Fu Lingtian: "Master, the young master is back." ”

Fu Qiaoxin stood up and shouted excitedly: "Brother! ”

The person who came was Fu Jue.

Seeing that Fu Lingtian also stood up, Jiang Zhiruo's anger disappeared all of a sudden, and she hurriedly stood up and slipped behind the old man.

She decided to sneak a peek first.

The man was standing at the entrance as in the morning, his black eyes were not shocked, faintly flickering by the light, and his fingers were unbuttoning like jade, as cold and noble as the son of a family.

Now that it has entered the end of October, the wind is a little cold, and Fu Jue's cheeks are slightly red, and there is a little more hazy temptation in the warm light of the entrance.

Just a few sneaky glances, Jiang Zhiruo's eyes flowed, although she pretended to be nothing, she had already stripped this man of her heart to the ground.

Fu Lingtian saw Jiang Zhiruo in a daze, and couldn't help laughing: "Since you like to watch it so much, why don't you pick him up?" ”

Jiang Zhiruo's face turned red when she heard this, she glanced at Fu Lingtian coquettishly, but saw that Fu Qiaoxin had already greeted him, and walked around Fu Jue and said something.

Stinky girl, she is the wife that Fu Jueming Media is marrying. Jiang Zhiruo was displeased, retracted the steps she had just taken to move forward, frowned, and pursed her lips silently.

"Brother, brother, why are you here? Did you come to me? ”

Fu Qiaoxin gathered around Fu Jue, her eyes lit up, and she asked anxiously, wanting to hear the answer she wanted to hear from Fu Jue.

Seeing that his sister was so attentive, Fu Jue glanced at her and didn't say anything.

Fu Qiaoxin couldn't understand what he meant, and his heart became even more anxious: "Brother......"

"Young master, I'll put it up for you." The maid stepped forward to take Fu Jue's coat off, Fu Qiaoxin's words were interrupted, and she glared at her viciously.

Fu Jue untied his tie and said lightly, "I'll pick up your sister-in-law." ”

Before Fu Qiaoxin could react, Fu Jue walked towards the hall with her long legs, she stomped a few times in anger, and then hurriedly followed.

"Dad."

Fu Jue arrived at the restaurant in a few steps, he greeted Fu Lingtian, and sat next to Jiang Zhiruo casually, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were not superfluous.

Although Fu Jue was very natural, Jiang Zhiruo beside him was frightened.

The man's unfamiliar breath fell beside her, slowly encroaching on her body, and even the tip of her nose was haunted by the smell of cologne, which made her trance.

I don't know if he remembers that he made a harassing phone call.

Jiang Zhiruo shook her head, she hadn't paid attention to Fu Jue's temperament in the morning, and she almost hooked her soul at this time.

Fu Lingtian nodded and instructed the servant: "Prepare a meal for the young master." ”

"Brother, haven't you eaten yet? You said earlier, I'll send it to you at the company! Fu Qiaoxin smiled flatteringly, brushed his sense of existence angrily, and spoke babblingly.

"How is it today, are the old men who put forward the plan angry?" Fu Lingtian ruthlessly skipped Fu Qiaoxin's words.

Fu Juefeng responded lightly: "It's okay." ”

The son didn't like to talk too much, Fu Lingtian knew it, and he was relieved when he learned that there was no problem with his son.

Fu Qiaoxin saw that the father and son stopped talking, and hurriedly followed: "It's true, let my brother go hungry, sister-in-law, what do you think!" ”

Jiang Zhiruo was originally sitting on the side obediently, and it was inconvenient for the father and son to discuss official affairs, and she was happy to be idle. It's just that she didn't expect that as soon as the two of them stopped talking, Fu Qiaoxin wanted to make it difficult for her.

Why is this little girl so hostile to her?!

Jiang Zhiruo just wanted to roll her eyes, she should have retorted out loud, but when she remembered that Fu Lingtian was protecting her just now, this time there was another Fu Jue, and the three of them had the same surname......

Her eyes darkened, Fu Jue shouldn't help her, or don't talk back, she doesn't have any benefit from offending the family.

"Fu Qiaoxin." Fu Juewu opened his mouth, and his voice was extremely cold.

The sudden seriousness frightened Fu Qiao's heart, and she looked at Fu Jue with a blank eye, did she do something wrong?

Even Fu Lingtian only looked at Fu Qiaoxin with hatred of iron and steel, and never opened his mouth to persuade, this terrible atmosphere, Jiang Zhiruo raised her head and looked at Fu Jue blankly.

The man's slender fingers tapped on the tabletop, his eyes were dark, and his tone was as stern as a father: "I am busy with official business, and I don't have time to go home on weekdays, and now you are used to being like this, even your sister-in-law dares to say anything."

Jiang Zhiruo was slightly stunned, Fu Jue's words...... Are you helping her complain?

She looked at the man beside her, and her seductive peach blossom eyes seemed to be hidden by a layer of mist, making it unpredictable.

"Brother......" Fu Qiaoxin was frightened by Fu Jue's appearance, and he almost couldn't understand his words.

As if she didn't give up, she raised her eyes and came into contact with Fu Jue's cold gaze, shrunk her neck, nodded with red eyes, and felt ashamed and lowered her head deeply.

Jiang Zhiruo saw that Fu Qiaoxin was convinced, so she raised her hand and put her warm paw on the back of Fu Jue's hand.

Fu Jue felt the heat, and he lowered his eyes to look at the delicate little hand attached to the back of his hand, and his eyes were a little softer.

Jiang Zhiruo blushed after reacting, and said that no one would believe it, she couldn't control her hands!

"It's hard to come back, and Dad doesn't want to see a bad time when he comes home, so he ...... dissipate his anger" She had to bite the bullet and finish speaking, and patted the back of Fu Jue's hand by the way, feeling that she was patting on a solid hard bone.

Feeling Fu Jue's scorching gaze, she hurriedly withdrew her claws, her heartbeat accelerated wildly, and she felt a little suffocated.

The little girl was easy to be shy, Fu Jue withdrew her gaze and hummed lightly.

Jiang Zhiruo stood up, took the soup porridge handed by the maid, and carefully placed it in front of Fu Jue: "Eat it quickly, it's not good for the stomach if it's cold." ”

Fu Jue was slightly stunned, and soon returned to normal.

He is strange that there will be nothing other than the change of Jiang Zhiruo's personality, it was good that the little girl didn't quarrel with him before, but today she ......

Not only Fu Jue, Fu Lingtian also felt that this girl had taken the wrong medicine today, and she actually took the initiative to serve her son.

However, no, Jiang Zhiruo only wanted to turn the page as soon as possible in the turmoil caused by her, and she went on the head.

Seeing that Fu Jue no longer made a sound and ate quietly, Jiang Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief.

The meal was spent so "happily", sent the old man Fu back to the bedroom, and then handed over the crying Fu Qiaoxin to the maid to coax, and finally accompanied the maid to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Jiang Zhiruo is not only tired, but also has back pain.

Fu Jue sat on the side and waited for her quietly, his eyes slightly tired.

He looked at his little wife working back and forth in the restaurant, propped up on the sofa with one hand, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his expression was lazy.

Half-squinting his eyes seemed to be about to fall asleep, Fu Jue blinked, drank a few sips of tea to wake up, and then became more sober.

Looking at the restaurant again, Jiang Zhiruo had already finished cleaning up, so she stood up and prepared to leave.

Fu Jue walked fast, his legs were straight and slender, and he was very symmetrical.

This...... Jiang Zhiruo stood in place and hesitated, Fu Lingtian hurriedly urged her: "Come and go with him." ”

She blushed, so she had to grab her handbag and trot over, slowly following Fu Jue's tall figure.

"Young master, young lady, go slowly."

The servants stood neatly at the door, and when Fu Jue and his wife left, they bowed down respectfully to say goodbye.

It was already dark, the moon was crisply embedded in the black curtain, and the villa hidden in the middle of the mountain was even more silent.

Jiang Zhiruo lowered her head, raised her hand and prepared to open the door of the back seat, but pulled it twice, but she couldn't move.

She looked at Fu Jue for help, but found that he had already opened the co-pilot's door for her.

Fu Jue only saw the little girl blushing, thanked her in a low voice, so small that he almost couldn't hear clearly, and then got into the co-pilot.

The car was filled with a familiar fragrance, cologne perfume and Fu Jue's unique scent blended together, Jiang Zhiruo leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and felt that it smelled very good.

Before Jiang Zhiruo could relax for a while, she suddenly remembered that there was a man beside her who she was completely unfamiliar with.

His face turned red, and he quickly sat up straight.

It's not that she hasn't seen the scene of Fu Jue's murder, she only feels that the murder is as severe and scary as her high school teacher, and this distant sense of panic is suddenly experienced again today, and it is not very comfortable.

The car was extremely quiet, and the sound of her nervous breathing was particularly clear, Jiang Zhiruo grabbed her seat belt and looked at Fu Jue in the driver's seat cautiously.

He was staring intently ahead, holding the steering wheel with one hand.

The man's tie had long since been removed, revealing his delicate collarbone and small portion of his pecs, which slowly rose and fell as he breathed steadily.

Jiang Zhiruo didn't realize that the gaze that should have been sneaky gradually became bolder, and in the end, she stared at Fu Jue and admired it carefully.