After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

After the beginning of autumn, the night breeze is slightly cool.

Jiang Li's long hair at the temples was blown up by the wind, and Feng Siye naturally tucked her hair behind her ears, so that his skin was touching, and his hands were icy cold.

Jiang Li was taken aback.

She immediately held his hand, "When did you come and how long have you been standing here?"

Feng Siye smiled and said, "Just arrived."

"Liar, why is it so cold when I just got it." Jiang Li rubbed his hand, then raised his head and asked him, "You didn't come here when you sent me a message, you have been waiting outside until now."

Feng Siye smiled without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Li knew he had guessed right, "Why didn't you call me when you came, and didn't go in to find me."

"..."

Feng Siye's voice was rarely aggrieved, "Didn't you say you wanted to relax?"

Then she didn't let him wait outside.

Just as Jiang Li was about to say something, Jiang Yuchen behind him couldn't stand it anymore. He beat his chest like a gorilla, "Uncle! Uncle! I beg you, don't be such a dog! Consider us three single dogs. How do you feel? Especially since I am still your former rival in love, you are completely stabbing me in the heart."

Feng Siye glanced over with a cold look.

Facing his chilly eyes, Jiang Yuchen shrank his neck and fell silent for an instant.

He wanted to cry again.

It's fine if you take away the person he likes, and don't even let him complain.

tyrant!

dictatorship!

fascist!

Jiang Yuchen held back his tears and squatted in the corner to draw a circle.

Jiang Yuchen didn't know Fu Zimo's thoughts about Jiang Li, so he didn't know what Feng Siye did. It wasn't aimed at him at all, but for Fu Zimo to see.

Fu Zimo knew it well.

At this moment, just like Jiang Yuchen, he had only one thought in his head - Feng Siye is really a dog!

"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence."

Fu Zimo was neither hot nor cold, "It's really a coincidence."

Feng Siye hugged Jiang Li's waist, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Fu seems to be drunk, do you need us to take you home?"

we.

you.

Fu Zimo sneered.

This fellow Feng Siye never forgot to stab him in the heart.

His smile faded, "Don't bother, there is a substitute driver."

Feng Siye didn't really want to send him off. Hearing what he said, he nodded immediately, looked down at Jiang Li, and said softly, "The child is still waiting for us at home, let's go back."

"Ah, are they still asleep?"

"Not when I came."

"Then let's go back quickly." Jiang Li waved to the three of them, "Brother Zimo, Mu Mu, Jiang Yuchen, Feng Siye and I are going home first, Jiang Yuchen, remember to send Mu Mu home safely."

Jiang Yuchen was weak, "Got it."

Feng Siye pulled the co-pilot's seat and let Jiang Li in, then he walked around to the driver's seat and drove away.

Behind.

Fu Zimo's expression was obscure.

From the conversation between Feng Siye and Jiang Li just now, he caught a key piece of information - they are living together.

Fu Zimo pursed his lips.

"Boss, are you not leaving?"

The emotion in Fu Zimo's eyes was darker than the night, he said lightly, "Go first, I'll wait for the driver."

"Oh, goodbye then."

Su Mu's driver had already brought her nanny's car over, and she kicked Jiang Yuchen, "Can't you go?"

"Let's go."

After Jiang Yuchen and Su Mu bid farewell to Fu Zimo, they left in the car. Jiang Yuchen lay on the window of the car, watching Fu Zimo's figure gradually become smaller and farther away, his facial features gradually blurred, but his figure became taller and taller.

Jiang Yuchen's eyes suddenly lit up.

He tugged at Su Mu next to him, "Su Mu, Su Mu, I finally know why Fu Zimo feels so familiar to me, come and see."

"What are you looking at?" Su Mu leaned by the window and looked back in confusion.

"From this distance, look at Fu Zimo, his height and shape, his standing posture and his feeling...does he look like my uncle?"

"Which uncle are you?"

"Seal the dog!"

"..."

Su Mu was silent, "If you have the guts, tell him to his face."

"It's not that you have the guts to say it behind your back. Don't tell Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang is no longer the Jiang Jiang she used to be. She is living with my uncle now. Seeing how they looked just now, if they are good, they only need to wear a pair of clothes. Pants. If she knows that I have scolded my uncle behind my back, she might not take my side."

"Hehehe, big brother, where is your confidence? You might not be on your side. I can tell you with certainty that she will definitely not be on your side."

Jiang Yuchen's heart was pricked again, he pushed Su Mu, "Don't talk nonsense, just turn around and take a look."

"..."

Su Mu looked back.

But the speed of the car was fast, and she was only focused on arguing with Jiang Yuchen just now, but when she turned around now, Fu Zimo's body was tightly blocked by the street lamps and trees on both sides of the road.

Su Mu didn't see anything.

"How about it, do you feel very similar to my uncle?"

"no feelings."

Jiang Yuchen looked at her eyes and was speechless.

Su Mu was not convinced, "Even if they look alike, it's not surprising. The two bosses are models over 185cm in height. They both have wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. They have good manners and strong aura... It doesn't mean that they are similar. No, after all, excellent men always have similarities."

"Just like the actresses in the entertainment industry, some people always say that the actresses in the entertainment industry bump into each other. It's because everyone has similar aesthetics, so the popular ones are all similar types, so there is this saying that beauties are always similar. Yes. The same concept applies to men."

yes!

Jiang Yuchen scratched his head, thinking that what Su Mu said seemed to make sense, at least he couldn't find anything to refute.

"Okay, keep your head back, I don't want to accompany you on the hot search tomorrow."

"..."

……

Pick up the door.

Fu Zimo didn't ask for a substitute driver.

He watched Feng Siye's black Maybach and Su Mu's nanny car leave with heavy eyes, and then made a phone call. After a while, Fu Chao drove to the gate of Shiyi.

Fu Zimo walked over and opened the car door.

"Mr. Fu?"

"..."

As soon as Fu Zimo turned around, he saw Feng Tingting whose cheeks were flushed from drinking. Seeing him looking over, Feng Tingting's eyes lit up suddenly, "Mr. Fu, it's really you."

Fu Zimo watched her approaching with a cold expression, "What's the matter?"

Feng Tingting drank a lot, but not to the point of drunkenness. She didn't care about Fu Zimo's indifference, brushed the broken hair next to her ear, and said a little embarrassedly, "I came here by car, but I drank and didn't drink. Fa drove back. Mr. Fu, can I trouble you...give me a ride?"

Seeing her shy posture like a little woman, Fu Zimo still didn't understand.

He suddenly felt nauseated after eating leftovers from the previous night.

Fu Zimo's expression became colder.

He didn't save Feng Tingting any face at all, and sneered, "Want to ride in my car? You don't deserve it!"

"..."

Feng Tingting's smile froze.

She didn't expect Fu Zimo to be so unmannered.

Before she could say anything, Fu Zimo had already opened the door and got into the car.

next second.

The car roared, leaving only a burst of choking car exhaust, which quickly disappeared from her sight.