Chapter 3282 How Much Care Do You Deserve From Me?

Cheng Zitong frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Find someone to help you."

"help?"

Fu Yuan'er swallowed hard. Although it would be easier to tell the truth, Fu Bining was forced to drink a glass of wine just now just to prevent her from telling the truth.

She has to have some credibility.

"Believe me, contact your best friend quickly. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Fu Yuan'er put down the phone and prepared to leave.

Before he took two steps, he grabbed the back collar of his clothes.

He pulled her back to his side and looked at her sideways: "Fu Yuan'er, what on earth are you doing?"

"Don't worry, you'll know later." When the medicine takes effect.

"I really have something to do. I have to go back and work overtime. You can drink it slowly by yourself."

Cheng Zitong didn't let go. He looked down at the wine glass in his hand and suddenly said, "What do you mean, is Fu Bining tampering with the wine?"

Fu Yuan'er was stunned, not expecting that he could guess it.

Cheng Zitong curled his lips, "So you came here specifically to ruin Fu Bining's good deeds..."

"I didn't mean it," she interrupted him in time, "Don't think too much about it. I didn't want to stop you from developing with other women. It's just that you and Fu Bining can't do it now."

"Why?" Cheng Zi asked.

Now is not the time to talk about this. What she is worried about is that the effects of his medicine may take effect at any time. After all, he really drank a lot just now...

"I changed the wine." He said suddenly.

What!

"Do you know she did something?" she asked in surprise.

"I don't know." He replied.

She understood that no matter whether Fu Bining tampered with the wine or not, he would not drink it.

Because he needs to guard against this hand.

The woman he doesn't want to get close to will just not be able to get close to him.

"You... look down on Fu Bining?" She didn't understand.

To be honest, Fu Bining's appearance is no worse than his other women.

"Do you think I want any woman?" He frowned displeased.

She almost answered him, didn't she?

Thinking that there was no need to point fingers at his private life, he held back.

Therefore, he is in a very normal state now.

Then she would have to talk to him carefully.

"Cheng Zitong, didn't you promise to help me get rid of my uncle and aunt? What does today's equity confirmation mean?"

Now my uncle's family has the largest amount of property in the Fu family's hands.

Even more than grandpa!

Is he helping her or harming her?

Cheng Zitong took his time and poured himself another glass of wine. "The grasshoppers after autumn jump around like crazy for a few days, and then they disappear."

Fu Yuan'er didn't understand, "Are you talking about letting them be proud for a few days first?"

But the equity confirmation has been signed, and they can be proud for the rest of their lives.

"Want to know why?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes already a bit drunk, and he motioned for her to come closer.

Fu Yuan'er didn't want to do it, "Just say what you want to say, don't play tricks."

Cheng Zitong disagreed, "Forget it if you don't want to know."

"You..." Fu Yuan'er had no choice but to lower her head and get in front of him.

But he pushed her away, "This is the condition just now. I have changed my mind now. The steak in the restaurant opposite is good. Buy me one."

Fu Yuan'er:......

"If you don't want to know..."

"You wait." She turned around and went out.

When she returned to the box, she found a takeaway in her hand.

Opening it, the steak was fragrant and sizzling with oil.

Fu Yuan'er handed a pair of chopsticks to Cheng Zitong's hands.

Cheng Zitong wondered, does a steak restaurant serve people with chopsticks?

"I left too hastily,

I forgot my knife and fork, I got the chopsticks from the bar counter. "Fu Yuan'er shook her head.

Cheng Zitong was doubtful, picked up the steak with chopsticks, took a bite, "Crack..."

The steak is tough!

My teeth are almost knocked out!

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.

This was not a steak at all, but a hard plastic prop she got from a store selling woks in a shopping mall not far away!

Then he took it to a steakhouse and had it sprinkled with spices and processed.

"Cheng Zitong, it's true!" She sneered at him proudly. The darker his face became, the happier she smiled.

She had been bullied by him for too long, and it was a rare "repayment" for her to enjoy herself!

Cheng Zitong put down his chopsticks.

Suddenly, he held her shoulders and pulled her towards him, and his hard lips fell.

She immediately tasted the "plastic steak."

"Cheng Zitong," she struggled hard, "don't do this every time!"

But he had the advantage in terms of strength. He leaned forward and the two of them rolled to the floor.

Her eyes were immediately dazzled by the spherical light rotating on the ceiling.

His kiss followed, leaving her powerless to resist, but this was a public place and the box door could be pushed open at any time.

The limit of what she could endure was in a private place, which was absolutely not allowed.

"Cheng Zitong!" She supported his thick shoulders with all her strength: "Not the serious Mrs. Cheng who has been promised for three months, which man would be with his wife in a place like this..."

Cheng Zitong hung his head on the side of her face, motionless, as if he was enduring something.

And she also felt something rapidly expanding.

Didn't he say that he had already changed the wine?

"Cheng Zitong, are you lying to me? The wine hasn't been changed at all!" she asked in surprise.

Cheng Zitong clenched his hands on the floor into fists, took a deep breath, and stood up.

"How much attention do you deserve from me?" His disdainful voice fell.

Fu Yuan'er got up, thinking that ten thousand horses were passing by on the grass.

"I'll wait for you to explain to me about my uncle and aunt." After saying that, she turned and left.

He stood there, looking at the glass wall on the first floor from the side of the box, and no one knew what he was looking at.

**

Fu Yuan'er returned to the apartment where she lived, took out the box and started packing her things.

Fu's mother initially thought she was packing her things and going to Cheng's house, but she gradually realized something was wrong. She took a voice recorder and a video recorder, obviously going out for interviews.

It seems that he is not in this city yet.

"Yuan'er, are you going on a business trip?" Fu's mother asked.

Fu Yuan'er agreed, "The editor-in-chief sent me to City C for an interview."

"Does Zitong know?" Fu's mother asked.

Fu Yuan'er said nothing.

She took the initiative to apply for the business trip.

Ever since Cheng Zitong gave her the sports car, her colleagues had treated her as if she was newly married and in love, and they had not arranged any business trips for her.

But the matter of her uncle and aunt was stuck in her throat like a fishbone. If she didn't go out and calm down, she might not be able to act like a "serious Mrs. Cheng".

Seeing that she didn't answer, Fu's mother didn't ask any more questions.

"Be safe on the road." She just warned.

Fu Yuan'er nodded: "I'll be back in a few days, you don't have to worry."

She picked up her suitcase and left.

This time the job was to interview the neighbors of five big celebrity families. The theme was what it was like to live in the celebrity's hometown.

In Fu Yuan'er's words, this kind of news is a waste of resources, but the editor-in-chief said, if you don't go, many people will want to go.

"Yuan'er, you should also try to make more things that people like to read. We sell more newspapers.

Everyone gets a lot of bonuses, right? "

"Don't think that if you marry a rich young man, everything will be fine. Women have to be independent at all times, right?"

Fu Yuan'er couldn't refute.

At a time like this, let alone interviewing people, she was willing to take photos of a dog.

When she arrived at the airport exit, she saw someone holding a sign with her name written on it in big letters.

It should have been sent by the cooperative unit in City C to pick her up.

"Thank you, your arrangements are so thoughtful." Fu Yuan'er said with emotion after getting in the car.

"This is what it should be." The person who picked you up at the airport said while driving: "I will take you to the hotel now. Your meals have been ordered at the hotel restaurant. Our boss will come over to have dinner with you in the evening."

Fu Yuan'er was very surprised. She was just a reporter, not an editor. Why did the boss come to have dinner with her?

"Our boss is very hospitable." The person who picked up the plane replied.

Fu Yuan'er relied on her own experience to guess that this boss must be related to her interview. As for what his purpose was, she was not anxious to know at all.

Because this boss must be more anxious than her.

So, she checked into the luxurious suite of the five-star hotel, took a shower and put on a facial mask, and then slowly sorted out her work arrangements.

At this time, the phone in the room rang.

She picked up the phone in confusion, and the sweet voice of the front desk employee came from the other end of the phone: "Ms. Fu, I would like to remind you that you have an appointment at the hotel restaurant at half past six."

Yes, she forgot for a moment. It was only five minutes before six-thirty.

No matter what, after accepting their thoughtful arrangements, she had to show up to thank them.

She tidied up a little and went downstairs to the restaurant.

The melodious sound of the violin suddenly attracted Fu Yuan'er's attention. The violinist was a beautiful woman in a long dress. She stood in front of a large piece of glass with a water curtain, which made her look like a fairy.

Fu Yuan'er found a seat and sat down, her eyes still not leaving the song.

Soon, this beauty finished playing.

Fu Yuan'er also looked away, wondering what this person she had never seen before would look like later.

At this time, the violin music started playing again.

Fu Yuan'er looked at it subconsciously and couldn't help being stunned.

This time the violinist was played by a man, and he was a man she knew.

Cheng Yiming!

Why is he here!

Does all this about her have anything to do with him?

The more Fu Yuan'er thought about it, the more she felt that this was arranged in advance. So the question became, who arranged this and what was its purpose?

She patiently listened to Cheng Yiming's performance.

To be honest, he played really well.

After the applause, Fu Yuan'er sat up straight.

Sure enough, a moment later, a heart-shaped steak was delivered to her.

Cheng Yiming delivered it personally.

Fu Yuan'er pretended to see him for the first time and recognized him unexpectedly.

"Cheng Yiming? Why are you here?" she asked.

"I knew you were coming, so I specially invited someone to entertain you." Cheng Yiming sat down in the empty seat next to her.

Fu Yuan'er shrank back subconsciously, not wanting to get too close to Cheng Yiming.

Only then did she realize that all this was arranged by Cheng Yiming, from the airport to the hotel.

"Cheng Yiming, I feel like you are digging a hole for me." Fu Yuan'er said without hesitation.

"How to explain?" His thick eyebrows raised behind the lenses of his glasses.

"My husband is Cheng Zitong. He is already a semi-public figure, but I am having a passionate relationship with another man. Cheng Zitong finds out about it, and I can no longer retain my identity as Mrs. Cheng."

Cheng Yiming raised his lips and smiled softly: "Isn't it easy to be Mrs. Cheng? Have you forgotten that my surname is Cheng?"