Chapter 3725 Duplicity

Her charming eyes could make any man lose control, but there was a burst of anger in Cheng Yiming's eyes.

"Are you like this in front of Wu Ruian?" he asked coldly.

She chuckled: "Mr. Cheng is smart, what else can a woman like me do other than this?"

He grabbed her arm fiercely and cursed fiercely: "Bitch!"

After scolding him, he threw her away, got up and left without hesitation.

Listening to the "bang" of the door closing, Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was so tired that she lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

It seems that there is no need to change the method of dealing with Cheng Yiming. As long as he blindly obeys, he will soon lose his sense of freshness.

But, what did he mean by what he just said? You have to sleep with him to get the number one female lead... Will there be any changes in the signing of the contract at noon tomorrow?

Has Cheng Yiming already thought of a way to snatch the lead female role from Zhu Qingqing?

Her head felt heavy and hurt, so she had better sleep first and then think of a solution.

**

The next day, the child was carried to Huama Villa's home by Ling Yue.

Fu Yuan'er cannot be discharged from the hospital yet, but she can move freely after the injection, so she plans to stroll over in the afternoon to see her child.

For this reason, Ling Yue was also busy at home, preparing dinner for Fu Yuan'er.

When Cheng Zitong walked into the house, he smelled the aroma of chicken soup.

He subconsciously glanced at the restaurant and saw several dishes already placed on the table.

Ling Yue brought another plate of stewed pig's trotters and put it on the table.

Cheng Zitong stopped and asked, "Are there any guests coming over tonight?"

Ling Yue nodded, "Yuan'er said she wanted to come over to see the child. I'll make some food to replenish her body. Although she's fine, there are a lot of bruises and bruises on her body..."

"Who allowed her to come from the hospital!" Cheng Zitong interrupted impatiently, "Aren't you afraid of bringing germs to the child?"

After saying that, he walked to the bathroom.

Ling Yue was stunned.

The nanny was startled by Cheng Zitong's suddenly raised voice and stuck her head out of the kitchen. "Boss, are you still cooking?" the nanny asked quietly.

"Yes, of course." Ling Yue replied, "When the child's mother comes to have a meal, whose face should we look at?"

After sending the nanny away, Ling Yue couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she heard the sound of shower coming from the bathroom.

It's only five o'clock in the afternoon. Why are you so anxious to take a shower? Isn't it because there are guests coming?

By the time the dishes were all ready, it was six o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Zitong was walking on the balcony with his newly awakened child in his arms. Ling Yue glanced at it. Well, there were three balconies at home, and the balcony where Cheng Zitong was sitting could see the entrance of the community.

Whether there are cars or people entering the community can be seen at a glance.

Ling Yue deliberately called out: "Zitong, the balcony is very windy, be careful the child gets caught in the wind."

"She just woke up and needs some fresh air." Cheng Zitong said plausibly.

As for what he is thinking, only he himself knows.

Ling Yue suppressed her smile, but she also felt strange that Fu Yuan'er should have arrived at this point.

She dialed Fu Yuan'er's phone. It took a while before Fu Yuan'er picked up the phone out of breath, "What's wrong? Is the child crying?"

"The child is fine," Ling Yue replied, "but there is something wrong with you. Why are you out of breath?"

Fu Yuan'er was helpless: "I accidentally sprained my foot."

"A sprained foot?" Ling Yue raised her voice in surprise, "What's going on?"

The bruises on her legs made it difficult for Fu Yuan'er to move. In the afternoon, she went to get a pot of boiling water and came back because she was anxious to answer a call from the newspaper and her legs couldn't use up the strength, so she had sprained her feet.

Not only the sprained foot, but also injured ligaments.

The doctor has given her medicine and bandages and asked her to stay in bed to recuperate.

When Ling Yue called, she realized that her cell phone had been left on the sofa. She struggled to hold it, so she was panting.

Ling Yue frowned worriedly: "You can't do this without someone to take care of you..."

"No, no, no, I can take care of myself," Fu Yuan'er didn't want her to come over: "But I can't come to see the child. The child can only be left to you."

"Don't worry about the child, just take a good rest first."

Ling Yue put down the phone and turned around suddenly, only to see Cheng Zitong holding the child and arriving beside her at some point.

"Yu'er is hungry." A trace of uneasiness flashed across Cheng Zitong's face.

Ling Yue saw through his mind at a glance.

He learned how to make milk for the child yesterday. Why should he tell her specifically when the child is hungry?

It was true that she overheard her phone call with Fu Yuan'er.

"You feed the baby," Ling Yue hurried to the kitchen, "I have to go to the hospital to see Yuan'er. She must not have eaten well all day."

Cheng Zitong frowned in displeasure: "She is so old and she still needs to be taken care of?"

"She accidentally sprained her ankle and her ankle was swollen like a steamed bun. How do you want her to take care of herself?"

After saying that, Ling Yue was a little stunned. Why did she feel like she was being tricked...

"You can still sprain your feet in the hospital!" Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows in disgust, "Do you need two nannies to take care of you 24 hours a day?"

After saying that, he carried Yu'er and walked into the room.

As he walked, he muttered in disgust: "Yu'er, your mother is a big idiot."

Ling Yue shook her head helplessly. She could tell that the two of them were at odds.

Cheng Zitong made half a bottle of milk and fed it to the child. The child was already familiar with its taste and did not cry or fuss. After drinking the milk, he fluttered the toys hanging beside the crib and fell asleep obediently.

"Why did Yu'er fall asleep so quickly? If you don't spend more time with daddy..."

The nanny was about to ask Cheng Zitong to eat, but she saw his tall figure sitting beside the small bed, his murmuring voice showing a bit of reluctance, and the nanny couldn't bear to disturb him.

She had worked for several companies before, but she had never seen a man as clingy to his daughter as Cheng Zitong.

Such a tall figure, sitting next to a small pink crib, looks not out of place at all, but also full of warmth~

The nanny returned to the kitchen and was busy with her own affairs. After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Zitong suddenly came to the door, "Where is Ling Yue?" he asked.

"She went to the hospital to deliver food." The nanny answered.

Cheng Zitong frowned: "Does it take so long to deliver food?"

He looked out the window and saw that it had started raining in the evening and was now getting heavier.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and it read "Ling Yue" and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, as soon as he answered the phone, he heard Ling Yue's hurried voice: "Zitong, has Yuan'er come home?"

"No," he replied.

"But there's no one in the hospital. No one knows where she went. It's still raining so heavily outside... Hello, hello?"

The phone was suddenly hung up.

"Take good care of the child." Cheng Zitong's voice sounded from the kitchen.

The nanny hurriedly raised her head to agree, but Cheng Zitong was gone~

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there are not many pedestrians on the road. Some are running in a hurry, looking for a place to take shelter from the rain.

A car moved forward slowly in the rain, and the wipers kept working, brushing away the rainwater on the windshield.

A pair of calm eyes looked out carefully through the windshield, and there was a trace of anxiety that could not be concealed deep in the eyes...

The person he was looking for was standing in the rain in front of a villa on the street.

Fu Yuan'er got the news half an hour ago that Cheng Muying and Wu Ruian were very familiar. She ran to Cheng Muying to find out the situation, but the housekeeper said that Cheng Muying was not at home.

Fu Yuan'er called Cheng Muying, but the call couldn't be reached. She could only ask the housekeeper if Cheng Muying had any other phone numbers.

The housekeeper replied yes and asked her to wait here, and she has been waiting until now~

The place where she could take shelter from the rain was twenty meters away. It was inconvenient for her to drag her injured leg back and forth, but she didn't expect that the housekeeper never showed up.

"Hi!" Suddenly a brake sound sounded, and a car drove quickly to her side.

The car door opened, Ji Senzhuo got out of the car and hurried to her side.

"Follow me!" He grabbed her wrist.

"Hey!" she whispered.

Only then did Ji Senzhuo realize that one of her feet was injured.

Just as he was about to support her, another figure rose up from the ground, picked up Fu Yuan'er from the side, and walked towards another car.

He looked through the blurry rain and fog several times before he could clearly identify this person.

Cheng Zitong? !

Fu Yuan'er was put into the passenger seat of the car and sat down.

Only then did she see that this person was Cheng Zitong, and she couldn't help but look stunned: "Why are you here..."

Before she finished speaking, a dry towel was thrown on her face.

"You are not allowed to see Yu'er if you have a cold." His cold voice sounded.

Fu Yuan'er was so angry that she grabbed the towel and wanted to refute but was speechless.

Although his tone just now was unpleasant, there was nothing wrong with his words...

If she catches a cold, she will avoid Yu'er.

Cheng Zitong was about to start the car.

Fu Yuan'er said quickly: "My things haven't been finished yet. If you want to leave, you go first."

At this time, Ji Senzhuo also knocked on the driver's side window.

Cheng Zitong opened the car window impatiently, and Ji Senzhuo's voice immediately came in: "Yuan'er, are you here to find Cheng Muching?"

Fu Yuan'er nodded, "The housekeeper said she's not here, can you contact her?"

Ji Senzhuo's face changed slightly.

"I know where she is." Cheng Zitong closed the car window, started the car and drove forward.

Fu Yuan'er couldn't help but ask, "How do you know where she is?"

"Dry your hair and don't get my car wet." Cheng Zitong looked forward and answered the question.

Fu Yuan'er pouted and wiped her hair with a towel.

I inadvertently lowered my head and saw something as long as a golden index finger in the storage compartment of the car door...

You don't need to pick it up and look carefully, you can tell at a glance that it is lipstick for women.

The only woman who could leave her lipstick on his car was Yu Lingfei.

A picture suddenly popped up in her mind. He and Yu Lingfei were kissing in the car, and then Yu Lingfei used this lipstick to touch up her makeup...

With a "pop" sound, she slammed the towel in her hand onto the dashboard.

Cheng Zitong glanced at her doubtfully.

She shook the towel on the dashboard several times, and then continued to wipe her hair... The action just now was just to dry the towel a little.

Who knows what she is angry about.

Yu Lingfei is going to marry him, so leaving lipstick in his car is nothing.

Her identity is just an ex-wife, so she has no right to be angry, let alone mind...

"Bang!" The towel was thrown heavily on the dashboard again.

One thing in mind and another in words... Fu Yuan'er never thought that one day she would play such a trick.

The car slowly stopped.

Fu Yuan'er thought she had arrived, but there was a row of shops outside. What was Cheng Muying doing here?

But Cheng Zitong got off the car and walked into a clothing store. When he came back, he threw two pieces of clothes on Fu Yuan'er.

"Put on." He ordered in a low voice.

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