Tang Zijin's heart was very uneasy, it was like robbing someone else's man, although it was borrowed, she didn't really want to snatch Fu Jiuheng over, and the girl didn't even come to her to settle accounts.

But whether to find Tang Zijin or not to settle accounts is that girl's business, and her generosity does not mean that Tang Zijin will accept it with peace of mind.

Therefore, Tang Zijin tried his best to do something to make up for that girl.

Do as much as you can.

Just ask yourself to have a clear conscience.

"Tang Zijin, if you can grab it, it can be regarded as your ability." Fu Jiuheng's tone was very calm.

It doesn't sound emotional, but it's very determined.

When Tang Zijin heard this, he was slightly surprised, and looked at Fu Jiuheng with an incredulous expression. "Mr. Fu, are you serious?"

"You can just make fun of me." Fu Jiuheng didn't want Tang Zijin to have too much pressure in his heart.

Sometimes the white lies are just to make Tang Zijin's heart a little more relaxed, so as not to have such a big burden in his heart.

"Mr. Fu, then when you go back tomorrow, ask that girl what kind of dim sum she likes to eat, and I can make it for her." Tang Zijin asked Fu Jiuheng very seriously.

Tang Zijin has the foundation of making dim sum, as long as the dessert that girl likes to eat, whether it is Chinese or Western, she can learn it.

As long as that girl can accept her kindness, this will be somewhat comforting to Tang Zijin.

"Okay." Fu Jiuheng saw that she was so active and enthusiastic about making snacks, and he was naturally satisfied.

It's just that the last thing goes into whose mouth is another story.

"Mr. Fu, I'm full, I'm going to make a cup of coffee, do you want to have a cup too?" Tang Zijin was going to rush the manuscript at night to see the relevant information, and he didn't plan to go to bed so early.

"Okay." Fu Jiuheng easily agreed.

Tang Zijin was directly stunned, a little surprised, when did Fu Jiuheng speak so well?

She thought that Fu Jiuheng would refuse, but she didn't expect to say it casually, and he would respond so casually.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jiuheng looked at Tang Zijin with a very surprised look and asked her directly.

"No, I'm going to make coffee right now." Tang Zijin hurriedly went to the kitchen, not wanting to stay here for a second longer, for fear that he would think too much.

A man like Fu Jiuheng is attractive enough to look at it from a distance, let alone face it up close.

It's easy to get emotionally unwanted.

Tang Zijin didn't want to let himself have any feelings for Fu Jiuheng that he shouldn't have.

In this case, I'm sorry for Fu Jiuheng's trust, and I'm sorry for the girl in the deep house.

After Tang Zijin came out of brewing coffee, she didn't see Fu Jiuheng in the living room, and she didn't know where he was.

The thunderstorm outside the window is still there, and from time to time a big flash flashes in front of the window, which is quite scary.

Tang Zijin has never liked thunderstorm nights, because too many bad things happen on thunderstorm nights, after closing the thick curtains, Tang Zijin wrapped himself in the quilt and began to read the information, and he didn't know when he fell asleep at the end.

Tang Zijin later had a long dream, dreaming that his mother didn't want him, so he left on a deep path.

Mom disappeared at the end of the road, and Tang Zijin chased desperately.

But he couldn't catch up with him, and he was swept into an abyss.