Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

"Have you packed yet? You two are still dawdling on our way to New Year's greetings."

Fu Cheng stood by the car door and urged

"Come on, come on"

Lin Yahui ran out in a hurry

"It's here, why are you rushing me?"

"You two were going to visit relatives and friends and asked me to be your driver, and this is how you treat me?"

Fu Cheng's tone was helpless

"Since you are a driver, how dare you find fault with customers like this?"

Fu Yexing stood behind Lin Yahui and straightened her collar. Then he opened the back door.

"Please, my princess."

Lin Yahui got into the car

"We are in the capital first, and then we will go to Jincheng, right?"

"Yesterday I asked you to think about who you should look for. Little Wood, your social circle is basically the same as his, and the people you know are basically the same."

"As for social circles, I don't have as many connections as Mr. Kobayashi."

Fu Yexing spoke coldly

"After all, Mr. Kobayashi's social circle includes all aspects."

"Who told you to stay behind the scenes?"

Fu Cheng and his eyes met

"By the way, Brother Cheng, don't you need to go and wish the people you know a happy new year?"

Fu Cheng smiled faintly

"That's not necessary. You know, I don't have any other relatives."

"But... Brother Cheng, don't you have a lot of friends?"

Lin Yahui's curious question

"When did I tell you I had a friend?"

Fu Cheng asked back

Lin Yahui was stunned for a moment

"But... without friends, how did you survive to this day, Brother Cheng?"

Lin Yahui asked unconsciously, Fu Yexing wanted to stop her, but at the same time, he was also curious about the answer to this question.

Fu Cheng, he is also a human being. Since I met him, he has been alone. If he had lived to this day completely on his own, without anyone to help him, then his strength would actually be a level higher.

"It's New Year's Day, don't talk about me."

Fu Cheng changed the subject

"Brother Cheng, from now on...you have me and Ah Xing!"

Fu Cheng clenched his hands on the steering wheel slightly

"Little wood..."

Fu Yexing echoed

"Yes, we are your family. You admitted it yourself. You just said you weren't, so what? You can just say you're not our family?"

Fu Cheng laughed helplessly

"I really can't do anything about you two."

"Brother Cheng, I don't believe you don't have any friends. And I feel that you must know more people than us. Are you worried about something? Or do you simply not want us to know?"

"Little Wood, stop imagining."

Lin Yahui pursed her lips

"You just don't want us to know. You stingy little thing, you know everything about us, and you still won't tell us about yourself."

Fu Cheng didn't say anything, which was considered as tacit consent.

It seems that there is really no one who can be called a friend in his eyes. Aren’t friends just brothers who can help each other?

But, for him, are there really people who can be called friends? He has always been a person who only helps others and does not need others to help him.

But that was the only time that the teenager found him in such a miserable state.

He stood in the rain, looking down at him from above, and jokingly spoke

"I never thought you would have such an embarrassing day."

He curled his lips slightly

"Want to know about me? I'll tell you when I'm in a good mood."

"Ah... that's impossible."

Lin Yahui holds her chin in her hands in frustration

Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows

"Impossible? Why do you say that?"

"Because Brother Cheng never reveals his true emotions to us, how can we know if you are really happy or just pretending to be happy just to comfort others?"