Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

Judging from Fu Zhirong's reaction just now, he didn't doubt her at all, but after experiencing the result of being exposed once, she secretly told herself that she must be more cautious this time, so as to deceive Fu Zhirong who is cautious by nature.

After a 10-minute drive, I arrived at the nice restaurant that Fu Zhirong mentioned. It is located in the city center, on the top floor of a towering building. Here, you can see the most beautiful night view of Mangcheng.

Fu Zhirong took Ruan Qianya up to the rooftop, and there was only their only table on it, with candles burning on the table, emitting a warm light.

Fu Zhirong took the blanket from the waiter and gently draped it on Ruan Qianya's shoulders. The sudden movement made Ruan Qianya startled, and turned to look at him.

"It's a bit cold here, but it's the quietest place, and we won't be disturbed by people."

As he spoke, he pulled out the chair and waited for Ruan Qianya to walk over like a gentleman.

Ruan Qianya pulled the blanket on her shoulders, smiled slightly, walked over and sat down.

Fu Zhirong did not leave, Ruan Qianya was surrounded by double walls, leaning on the table.

Such a close distance made Ruan Qianya's body slightly stiff, her heart beating like a drum, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Fu Zhirong leaned close to her ear, breathed warm breath on her ear, and said slowly: "Qian Ya, you are the only one I can trust, and I only have you, so, never betray me."

"Because, in this world, I am the only one who treats you sincerely."

sincere?

Ruan Qianya groaned in her heart, but nodded obediently and obediently on her face.

Fu Zhirong narrowed his starry eyes slightly, straightened his waist, sat down opposite Ruan Qianya, and handed the menu to Ruan Qianya.

"You can order." Ruan Qianya pushed the menu back, "I don't know much about this restaurant, I just follow your arrangement."

Fu Zhirong shrugged, picked up the menu and ordered a few signature dishes in the shop.

Soon the waiter served all the dishes one by one, and exited from the rooftop knowingly.

Ruan Qianya buried her head and ate slowly, when she suddenly heard Fu Zhirong casually mentioning: "Over there, Qi Sheng, what's Jing Yihong doing?"

Ruan Qianya paused slightly while holding the fork, raised her head, and met Fu Zhirong's gaze, "He wanted to clarify the scandal with Luo Qingqing, and also wanted to prove that the design drawings you gave to the organizer were stolen from Qi Sheng. "

Fu Zhirong let out a sigh, with a look of disdain in his eyes, "I thought Jing Yihong would make a big move, but it seems that he has nothing to do now."

"Yes, I am very careful in my work. I will never leave any clues about the design drawings. What's more, I brought the Flower Marriage series. They have no way to prove that the design drawings you handed over belong to Qi Sheng."

Ruan Qianya's words seemed to give Fu Zhirong a reassurance. He raised the corner of his mouth and held Ruan Qianya's hand, "Qianya, I find that I can't leave you more and more."

Ruan Qianya's eyes flickered for a moment, she lowered her head shyly, but felt sick in her heart.

Her heart is like a mirror, it's not that Fu Zhirong cannot do without her, it's just that she still has value.

To speak nicely is also to make her more loyal.

Seeing Ruan Qianya's shy look, Fu Zhirong was moved.

There was a faint blush on her cheeks, like a seductive peach blossom in spring, her lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing her embarrassment and embarrassment, Fu Zhirong couldn't move her eyes for no reason.

Fu Zhirong suddenly said out of nowhere: "When we get Qi Sheng, we will get married and hold a wedding with great fanfare."

When Ruan Qianya heard this, her hands subconsciously tensed and stiffened. She quietly withdrew her hands and smiled, "Stop joking."

"I'm not joking, I'm serious." Fu Zhirong's face was serious, and he didn't mean to be half joking.

When he didn't find Ruan Qianya at the hotel today, he who was always calm and calm was a little flustered and scared.

He has long been used to Ruan Qianya being where he can see him anytime.

He caught a touch of resistance from Ruan Qianya's expression, which made him frown suddenly, "Are you unwilling?"

"I..." Ruan Qianya couldn't find a suitable excuse for a while, so she could only prevaricate and perfunctory: "I never thought about it, I just want to help you get Qi Sheng and take revenge on Jing Yihong."

Fu Zhirong thought that what he mentioned was too sudden, but thinking that Ruan Qianya was frightened by him today, he simply withdrew his hand and stopped mentioning it.

"I'll give you time, let's take our time." His voice was rare and gentle.

Ruan Qianya nodded indiscriminately, hiding the obvious panic in her eyes.

The scandal between Jing Yihong and Luo Qingqing has been publicly clarified, but the response is mediocre.

People are still more interested in gossip than the truth.

Anna walked into the office, sat tiredly on the small sofa for receiving guests, and scolded Jing Yihong coquettishly.

"Hong, look, because of you, the dark circles under my eyes from these two days have come out, but you are still covering Ruan Qianya who sold the company. If she hadn't copied the company's design drawings, how could we have fallen into such a passive position? situation?"

"I have my plan." Jing Yihong's eyes lit up, and he asked about the Fashion Week: "What does the organizer say?"

"The organizer refused to let go. The quota has already been determined, and they said that there is no way to change it. I think it is because they are afraid of offending Fu Zhirong because of us."

Anna was aggrieved, she never thought that although Fu Zhirong's influence was abroad, it could also make people so fearful at home.

Jing Yihong had expected such a result a long time ago, but if he lost this opportunity, it would be even more difficult for him to compete with Fu Zhirong.

Thinking that Ruan Qianya was still taking risks by Fu Zhirong's side, Jing Yihong secretly clenched his five fingers, and after a short silence, he said firmly: "Then I will go to meet the organizer in person, I don't believe they really refuse to sell My face."

The fashion week is imminent, Ruan Qianya knows that she doesn't have much time, she must save Qi Sheng's chance to watch the show this time, and bring down Fu Zhirong for Jing Yihong.

While Fu Zhirong was taking a bath, Ruan Qianya sneaked into his room, searched in his room, but did not find any useful information.

Ruan Qianya glanced around the room, and saw the computer on Fu Zhirong's desktop.

She calculated the time when Fu Zhirong took a bath on weekdays, and estimated that she had about 10 minutes left, so she quickly searched for useful information on the computer until she found a folder with a password.

She racked her brains to try the numbers related to Fu Zhirong, but the password was wrong several times.

Seeing that there was only one last chance left, before Ruan Qianya could type on the keyboard, she heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop abruptly.

Ruan Qianya panicked, closed the window, and hurriedly slipped out of Fu Zhirong's room.

Fu Zhirong came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, and sat in front of the computer naturally, but glanced at it unintentionally, and her face suddenly changed.

His computer has been touched, and the location of the computer has changed!
Fu Zhirong was quick to be cautious, even such a small mistake could not escape his gaze.

A person flashed in his mind, but he suppressed it for a moment, preferring to believe that he remembered it wrong.