When Shen Jianian walked out of the box, his face was very bad. Bai Changxia was not at ease, he had been waiting for her in the corridor outside the box, and when he saw her come out, he immediately stepped forward to hold her arm, and his eyes wandered back and forth on her face a few times.

"Jia Nian, what did Fu Jichen's aunt tell you?" Bai Changxia waited for a while, and didn't hear Shen Jianian's answer, so he deduced that what the other party said was not a good thing, and comforted, "No matter what she says, it's useless, the person who really makes the decision is Fu Jichen, as long as Fu Jichen is good to you." She's an aunt, she has her own family, and she doesn't live with you, so she doesn't have to care what she thinks. ”

Shen Jianian shook her head in a trance, where did Fu Jianfang represent herself, she said, the old man in the family fell ill because of her and Fu Jichen's affairs, so she had no choice but to come forward.

The only person who can be called an "old man" by Fu Jianfang is her father, Fu Jichen's grandfather, and the oldest old man in the Fu family.

However, when Fu Zhichen proposed to her on Chinese New Year's Eve, he told her that he had mentioned their affairs to the old man in the family, and the old man let him make his own decisions.

Shen Jianian didn't know who he should trust.

In the box, after Shen Jiannian left, Fu Jianfang was the only one left, she drank a cup of fruit tea elegantly and indifferently, put down the teacup, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and dialed a phone call to go out.

"Didn't make Fu Jichen suspicious, right? His man had always been cautious. ”

The person on the other side of the phone said something, and the corners of Fu Jianfang's mouth curled: "It's good if you don't have it." ”

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jianfang put the phone back on the table, picked up the glass teapot and refilled a cup of tea by himself. If she gets this done, she will make a great contribution to the old man, and when the time comes to ask him for it, he should not refuse it. She wants to get the management of Dongke, a subsidiary of Junshan Group.

Dongke is now one of the top three profitable companies under Junshan, and she has worked hard for the Fu family for so many years, and she can't let Fu Jichen take up all the benefits alone. If it's hers, she's going to fight for it.

The second and third children have no fighting spirit, and she will never give in.

Fu Jianfang sipped the fruit tea, recalling Shen Jiannian's expression when she left, although she pretended not to care, it was just a papier-mâché tiger, which looked so powerful that it would shatter when she touched it.

A simple woman like Shen Jianian, looking at the end at a glance, has the best guess in her mind, advocating a lifetime and a couple, and can't bear to be mixed with impure things in love, such as calculation, and then deception.

What was the point of forcing her to leave, she figured out that it was right to let go.

Wei Ronghua has been stupid all his life.

*

After Shen Jiannian and Bai Changxia separated, they did not return to Yunding Palace, but returned to the house they rented.

Fu Jichen's entertainment was over, it was already ten o'clock in the night, and when he returned to Yunding Palace, he pounced, only to know that Shen Jiannian had not returned here, rubbed his eyebrows, asked Qu Mo to change the route, and sent him to the community where Shen Jianian lived.

The car was driving on the road, Fu Jichen called her, she didn't answer, I don't know if she slept.

It was almost eleven o'clock, Fu Jichen came out of the elevator, touched his trouser pocket, forgot to bring the key, and had to knock on the door.

Shen Jianian was sitting on the sofa in the living room, the phone was next to it, it rang twice before, she didn't pick it up, she guessed that Fu Jichen would come, so she was waiting for him here.

Hearing the knock on the door, she barely had to think about it to know that it was Fu Jichen who had arrived.

Shen Jianian took a deep breath, did a good job of psychological construction, and went over to open the door. Fu Jichen outside the door was wearing a white shirt and a dark gray suit, his tie was torn loose, his eyes were lowered, the shadow of his eyelashes covering the look under his eyes, and a few strands of hair fell down on his forehead, which was demagogic for no reason.

Shen Jianian's eyes were fixed on the white shirt in his suit, he was wearing a black shirt when he went out in the morning, and the tie was tied by her, so she remembered it clearly.

He changed his shirt.

Looking down, I noticed that his trousers had also changed.

In the photo that Fu Jianfang showed her, Fu Jichen was still dressed in the morning......

"Haven't slept yet?" Fu Jichen closed the door, took her hand, and felt her fingers cold, "Is it that the temperature of the air conditioner is too low, why are your hands so cold?" ”

Shen Jianian didn't smell a strong smell of alcohol on him, his expression was normal, his eyes were normal, he shouldn't be drunk, she didn't know how to explain the origin of those two photos. The first photo is reasonable, and the second photo, she can't find a reasonable explanation anyway.

In the few hours she spent sitting in the living room, she thought of many possibilities, and the answer that was most likely close to the truth was that Fu Jichen drank too much at the dinner. Otherwise, she couldn't convince herself.

In fact, even if Fu Jichen was drunk and did something out of the ordinary, she still couldn't convince herself.

She will never accept that she and other women have a man together, and the kind of situation that Fu Jianfang said does not exist in her.

If, if Fu Jichen really had something to do with the daughter of the Zhou family, she would definitely not maintain this relationship with him again.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jichen's fingertips hooked her jaw, leaned over slightly to look at her, he looked into her eyes, feeling that she was about to cry, his heart couldn't help but tighten, "What's wrong?" ”

Shen Jianian wanted to ask him, but she didn't know how to ask, and she made several questions in her mind-

Where have you been socializing tonight?

Who did you meet?

Why did you stay alone in a hotel suite with Miss Zhou's family?

What did you do?

Is the young lady of the Zhou family a suitable candidate for your wife? What about me? What was the point of what you told me last night?

No matter which question it is, Shen Jianian can't ask it, because it looks too much like a dying and struggling resentful woman. What would Fu Jichen think of her? may think that she inquired about his whereabouts, distrusting him, being vexatious, and hypocritical.

And Fu Jichen didn't understand what she was thinking, and was still patiently waiting for her answer. In the end, Shen Jiannian just shook his head casually, holding back the sourness in his eyes: "No, I'm just too sleepy." ”

"I'm too late to socialize in the future, don't wait for me, go to bed by yourself." Fu Jichen stroked the hair on her sideburns, carried her back to the room and put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and said in a soft voice, "Sleep, I'll take a bath." ”

The light in the bedroom was turned off, Fu Jichen went to the bathroom outside to take a shower, and the moment he turned on the shower, Shen Jianian's expression when he first entered the door flashed in his mind, as if nothing had happened.

Fu Jichen turned off the shower and called Zheng Yi.

"Who did she go out to see today?"

Zheng Yi didn't react at first, since Fu Yuling's death, the crisis has been lifted, and most of the people who secretly protect Shen Jianian have withdrawn, and the boss hasn't asked this sentence for a long time.

"Miss Shen had a meal with Miss Bai in a western restaurant, and then walked around the neighborhood and went home, and didn't meet any special people." Zheng Yi answered as he knew.

Shen Jiannian was eating in the restaurant, and it was impossible for him to follow up with the pestle beside her, so he didn't know what happened in the restaurant. However, Shen Jianian and Bai Changxia didn't eat for a long time, so they shouldn't have encountered any unexpected situations.

Fu Jichen did not dispel his doubts, but further asked: "Which restaurant?" ”

Zheng Yi said the name of the restaurant and attached a detailed address.

It happens to be a western restaurant owned by Fu's. Fu Jichen called Song Fang and asked him to find out who the manager of this family was.

*

In the bedroom, Shen Jiannian didn't feel sleepy, Fu Jichen came in after taking a shower, and found her lying on her side looking at her phone, and the screen light was reflected on her face: "It's not that I'm sleepy, why don't you sleep?" ”

Shen Jianian put down his phone, blinked his dry eyes, couldn't find an excuse for a while, and muttered: "Maybe I'm too sleepy, but I can't sleep." ”

Fu Jichen lifted the quilt and came in, with a smell of the same cherry blossom shower gel as her. Shen Jianian unnaturally changed the topic: "Did you use the wrong shower gel?" ”

"Take whatever you want."

"Oh." When Shen Jiannian was taking a bath, he brewed a tentative way, and he was still a little nervous when he spoke, "You...... Do you still count what you said last night? ”

Fu Jichen is used to lying in the same quilt with her like this, hugging and talking, there is a kind of intimacy between husband and wife: "What words? ”

Shen Jianian couldn't help pinching his waist, why didn't he play his cards according to common sense? She pursed her lips and gave him a two-word prompt: "Get the certificate." ”

That's straightforward enough, right?

Shen Jianian felt that when she said these two words, the body that was close to her froze, and then Fu Jichen asked her, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"You just have to answer that I can't do it yet."

Fu Jichen didn't speak, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and clicked on the screen a few times. Shen Jianian didn't see what he was doing on his mobile phone, so he stretched his neck and asked, "Didn't you hear me?" ”

Asked him if he could count, and he didn't reply, either asking her if she thought about it, or fiddling with her phone, what did he mean?

Fu Jichen filled in all the information with one hand, and then threw his mobile phone to Shen Jianian: "Just click 'submit'." ”

Only then did Shen Jianian see that the interface of "marriage registration appointment" on the mobile phone screen was the interface, and Fu Jichen made an appointment for the time period from 9 am to 10 am tomorrow.

There is only one step left to "submit", and the appointment is successful. Since tomorrow is not a special holiday, there are still 5 places left in the reservation number. (End of chapter)