"Why do you do business with the British, but the information is in French? What if I lose my English and embarrass you? After the transaction, Gu Zhiyu dared to ask Fu Shaozheng softly.

Fu Shaozheng was about to answer, but heard Charles catch up and say, "Master Yu, Miss Gu, there was a banquet in the evening, let's attend together!" Lady John will come then, too. ”

Fu Shaozheng nodded, and then pulled Gu Zhiyu to leave first.

In the car, Fu Shaozheng looked at Gu Zhiyu and said lightly: "Mr. John may be a strict wife!" The information will be in French! ”

Gu Zhiyu was a little surprised: "You said that Madame John is French?" Then they must have a good relationship. ”

Fu Shaozheng looked cynical: "What's good, women don't go to the house for three days, and men should come out with some majesty." ”

Gu Zhiyu was disdainful: "Master Fu, this is the reason why you are still single!" Even if you marry a wife, you will be beaten away. ”

Fu Shaozheng glanced at her, yes! There used to be a girl who loved very much, but he drove them away, and now even if she is allowed to come back, will she still love him?

Mrs. John is very fond of Chinese culture, and when she communicates with Gu Zhiyu at the dinner, she speaks broken Chinese.

In order to cater to him, Gu Zhiyu also accompanied him to the end.

Some Chinese Mrs. John didn't understand, and Gu Zhiyu also translated it into French to explain, and Mrs. John added a lot of good impression to Gu Zhiyu's carefulness.

And the conversation on the man's side involved some secrets, so it was good to have Charles as a translator, and Gu Zhiyu was not asked to be present.

Gu Zhiyu and Madame John talked about French literature from Chinese culture, and they had the meaning of hating each other.

The main reason is that Gu Zhiyu has just returned from Paris, which arouses Mrs. John's homesickness.

She understands this feeling.

While chatting, the two drank wine, glass after glass, and Gu Zhiyu inadvertently got drunk.

Mrs. John's drink was good.

It wasn't until Fu Shaozheng walked over with a slender posture, frowned heroically, and stared at the drunken Gu Zhiyu, whose knife-like three-dimensional face instantly became gloomy.

He didn't like to see Gu Zhiyu drunk the most, this appearance would make him feel that Gu Zhiyu was dissolute, anyway, he had some weird feelings in his heart.

Fu Shaozheng came out of the banquet hall with Gu Zhiyu in his arms, Gu Zhiyu was writhing uncomfortably, and almost didn't fall to the ground.

And this scene happened to be seen by the Bai family, and they hurriedly went back to tell it.

When Fu Shaozheng saw her like this, he didn't plan to send her back to the mansion, because he knew that if she went back like this, she would definitely be troubled by Gu Er's family, and her life in the Gu family would not be easy.

So he brought her back to Qinyuan.

Fu Shaozheng smelled her wine, and then lowered his eyes: "Drunk like this, do you still know who you are?" ”

Gu Zhiyu replied with a little reason: "My surname is Gu, the driver, send me back to the mansion." ”

Fu Shaozheng's face instantly turned gloomy, narrowed his narrow and deep phoenix eyes, reached out to pinch her little face, and sneered.

Did you get drunk like this when you were in Paris? Not afraid of being taken advantage of? It still doesn't matter if you're taken advantage of.

This woman really makes people want to strangle her.

"Who am I?" The appearance of her six relatives not recognizing her also angered Fu Shaozheng.

Who is he! Who is he! A voice came to her head, he was the devil, the demon who left her homeless and drifting across the ocean.

Gu Zhiyu's stomach was tumbling, and he couldn't control it for a while and vomited.

Chao Jun is driving! I was afraid that Fu Shaozheng would get angry, so I sped up the speed of the car, and I felt funny.

Fu Shaozheng's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't wait to throw this thing out. Sensing Chao Jun's smiling, he asked again, "Am I ugly?" As for disgusting. ”

Borrowing Chao Jun's ten guts, he didn't dare to say that his handsome man was ugly! What's more, Fu Shaozheng has a good skin, although he has gone through the war, he is not as thin and tender as the son of an ordinary family, but his slight bronze complexion and sharp eyes make him even more charming.

"If you want to say that the handsome man is ugly, Huaiping is afraid that he is not good-looking."

Even if he can speak, Fu Shaozheng can't find a mistake.

Back in Qinyuan, Aunt Mei was a little surprised to see Fu Shaozheng carrying the drunken Gu Zhiyu.

If this was seen as gossiping, it would not be good for the reputation of the two, so he hurriedly wanted to help Gu Zhiyu, but was rejected by Fu Shaozheng.

Aunt Mei doesn't have much to do.

Gu Zhiyu fell asleep when he arrived in the room, and the night in early winter was already very cold.

She got into the quilt, covered with a thick quilt, and couldn't help but tremble, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Fu Shaozheng looked at Gu Zhiyu's sleeping appearance, quiet like a kitten.

In order to make her sleep more comfortable, she had to take off her trench coat, her shoes, and, well, she couldn't take it off anymore.

After staring at Gu Zhiyu for a long time, Fu Shaozheng suddenly took off his coat and got into the quilt, gently hugging her to sleep.

Early the next morning.

Gu Zhiyu woke up, slowly opened her eyes, and turned over lazily, but she really felt that she was being held in her arms, she was taken aback, thinking that Gu Yinxiang was stumbling on her, took a deep breath, sat up suddenly, and waved her hand to the side.

Fu Shaozheng quickly grabbed her hand: "What are you doing!" Early in the morning, I had a convulsion! ”

Hearing Fu Shaozheng's voice, Gu Zhiyu turned his head to look at him incredulously: "It's you who have a convulsion!" How did you end up here? ”