Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Zhou Shixing tasted the embarrassment, and at the same time deeply envied Fu Yicheng.

Wen Qian's abnormal success made Fu Yicheng notice that there was someone in the living room, and Fu Yicheng was very upset when his good business was interrupted: "You go up first, what's the matter?"

The first half of the sentence was addressed to Wen Qian.

Zhou Shixing could hear the dissatisfaction in Fu Yicheng's words, but he did have important things to do here today, so he couldn't care less: "Yang Yifan is planning to confess his love to Wen Xinyu."

"I know."

Fu Yicheng completely remembered Yang Yifan now.

"You have to help me, brother." Zhou Shixing said earnestly and wanted to pat Fu Yicheng on the shoulder, but was frightened back by Fu Yicheng's cold eyes.

Seeing from the friendship between the two, Fu Yicheng should indeed help him, but as soon as he thought of Zhou Shixing marrying Wen Xinyu, he would become his brother-in-law in name.

My head couldn't stop hurting.

"Didn't I already help you?" And after he helped him, Zhou Shixing sold him without hesitation. Fortunately, the result was good. If an ex-girlfriend really came out like Gu Weiyi, then it would be fine ?
Zhou Shixing also knew that what he did was unkind, but overall it was a good assist, wasn't it?

"You still have to help me, Yang Yifan has worked with Wen Xinyu before, I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, the last one he liked was Wen Qian and he hasn't persisted for three months." That means Yang Yifan's interest in Wen Xinyu won't last long.

Zhou Shixing opened his mouth, blinked his eyes in confusion, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "You mean that he was your rival in love before? That's really hard to think about."

"When I first found out, he had already become your rival in love, and, strictly speaking, he and I were not rivals in love."

A person who has never been in his heart.

Yang Yifan is self-aware that he has never expressed his feelings for Wen Qian.

Zhou Shixing was too lazy to argue with Fu Yicheng: "You just say you can help me?"

"No help!" Fu Yicheng turned around indifferently, all he wanted in his mind was to discuss a solution with Wen Qian, he didn't really want to call Zhou Shixing brother-in-law.

Zhou Shixing stared dumbfounded at Fu Yicheng's footsteps getting faster and faster, and finally disappeared at the top of the stairs, and couldn't help but swear: "Damn, it really doesn't help."

In the room, Wen Qian could guess from Fu Yicheng's serious expression when he entered, that the conversation between him and Zhou Shixing was not pleasant.

"What did Zhou Shixing say?"

"It's nothing more than worrying that Wen Xinyu would agree to Yang Yifan's confession, so she came to ask me for help."

Wen Qian's expression at this time was similar to that of Fu Yicheng: "Zhou Shixing still can't handle Yang Yifan?"

And it's useless for anyone to intervene in emotional matters, it mainly depends on Wen Xinyu's own wishes.

"That's what I mean too." Fu Yicheng paused suddenly: "Qiqian, after Zhou Shixing and Wen Xinyu are together, we won't really call him brother-in-law, right?"

Wen Qian rubbed her fingers with moisturizer, and the movement of patting her face slowed down: "Of course not."

"Wen Linshu and I have severed ties a long time ago. Now I just call Wen Xinyu by her first name. Zhou Shixing can't afford to be called brother-in-law."

Wen Qian was very sure, and nodded after she finished speaking. Even if she wanted to call out, Wen Xinyu would not dare to accept it. Everything she got today was given by her, and Wen's shares are all in her hands. Xinyu is at most an executive president.

"Besides, Zhou Shixing's brother-in-law, what will Chu Feng call him in the future?"

The relationship is too messy, so it's better to follow the current status.

Mentioning Meng Xiaoran, Wen Qian felt guilty: "Has Chu Feng recovered from his illness?"

Fu Yicheng knew what Wen Qian felt guilty about. To be honest, it was Si Yue's business alone, but he couldn't persuade Wen Qian to shoulder this responsibility: "Don't worry about them, they don't know where they are now. Happy."

There was a hint of envy in his tone.

"What do you mean?"

"Chu Feng suffered a work-related injury. His superiors gave him half a month's leave. Apart from the time in the hospital, he still has a lot of time to play. Take this opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Meng Xiaoran."

The benefits of public servants are highlighted at this time, there are bonuses for rest with injuries, and even he envies this treatment.

Unlike him, he obviously wanted to take Wen Qian out to play, but in fact, work still took up most of his time every day.

"That's great." Wen Qian quickened her hand movements, and the water would evaporate if she rubbed it any longer.

Fu Yicheng put his arms around Wen Qian's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, and reflected the two of them in his eyes through the mirror: "Listen to Qian Qian."

Wen Qian's hands were covered with moisturizing lotion, she couldn't free her hands to push Fu Yicheng away, so she could only struggle with her body. Unexpectedly, this struggle made Fu Yicheng unresponsive, and then he was hugged to the bed in a daze...

Yang Yifan nervously stood in the center of the restaurant directing the next elaborate confession: "The balloon is a little to the left, and the letter is a little to the right..."

After everything was ready, when it came to the most important link, Yang Yifan took a few deep breaths to calm down his restless mood.

Dial Wen Xinyu's phone number.

The phone rang twice before answering: "Hello?"

Wen Xinyu didn't have a good impression of Yang Yifan, so he didn't save his phone number, and Yang Yifan didn't like Wen Xinyu before, so he didn't take the initiative to mention it. He still asked his uncle for this number.

"Xinyu, are you free tonight?" Yang Yifan was full of confidence in himself, so he had already changed his address in advance.

Wen Xinyu couldn't tell whose voice it was for a while, and thought it was someone calling, if she wasn't in a good mood now, she would have hung up now: "Who are you?"

Yang Yifan's heart shattered into pieces in an instant, he was full of joy, but Wen Xinyu couldn't even hear his voice?
However, no matter how heartbroken the person is, he still made an offer: "I am Yang Yifan."

"Yang Yifan? Can you call me?" Wen Xinyu either didn't notice Yang Yifan's recent abnormality, or she didn't want to think in that direction.

After all, he showed such affection for Wen Qian when he was in China.

Zhou Shixing, who was cutting steak opposite Wen Xinyu, suddenly exerted force on his hand, the knife collided with the porcelain bowl, making a low sound, not loud but enough to attract Wen Xinyu's attention.

"I want to see you tonight."

"There shouldn't be a need for us to meet, right? Just talk over the phone if you have something to say." Wen Xinyu met Zhou Shixing's eyes, and refused to agree.

"It's very important, you can't say it on the phone."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and just when Yang Yifan thought Wen Xinyu was going to refuse, a soft "hmm" came.

"I'm eating, go over after eating." Wen Xinyu hung up the phone after speaking, not even giving Yang Yifan time to say another word.

Zhou Shixing's childish behavior of scratching the dishes finally subsided, even though he knew that Wen Xinyu would answer the call, he still couldn't help but not get angry.