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The word birthday has become unfamiliar after Ms. Cui's death. For Zhong Qiu, it was just a day to meet a lot of annoying people. Until now, he is an adult and financially independent, so he doesn't look forward to this day much.

Except when he was sweeping the grave, he stood in front of his mother's grave to be more quiet, other times there was noise around him.

He thought about the longevity noodles that he used to live in a mansion with Ms. Cui and was called up to eat at midnight. Although the taste was not very good, it was a taste he would never taste again in his life.

Seeing that he had been silent all this time, Fu Ying thought she had mentioned some taboo topic, so she quickly said, "I'm just curious, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked more questions."

"It's okay." Zhong Qiu came back to his senses and smiled at Fu Ying: "It is indeed my birthday next Friday, so are you going to attend my birthday party? It just so happens that the plaster cast on your leg has already been removed .”

Fu Ying shook her head: "No, I don't know any of your friends. It's so embarrassing to go."

"Then it's good if you stay with me. Besides, Cui Yue'an will also go, and Feng Qing is also here, so it's not like I don't know any of them." Zhong Qiu looked at him with a hesitant expression, and knew in his heart that this was his putting on a show. , but also happily acted with him, and said in a sincere tone: "There are a lot of delicious food there. If you think it's noisy, you can stay in my room and play games. PS4 and other game consoles are available."

Fu Ying looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "What do you think of me? I'm both eating and playing. In your heart, I'm the kind of person who can't walk when I see food and play. ?”

"No, I'm just explaining to you that my house is very fun. Of course, it will be more fun when you come." Zhong Qiu lowered his eyes and said softly: "I also want to receive two of my own friends on my birthday."

Fu Ying was taken aback, looked at him and blinked, and was sure that the word "friend" came from the mouth of her surveillance object, and her heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

People who approach with a purpose may become friends, but it must not be my case.Fu Ying knew in her heart that she was standing on the opposite side of Zhong Qiu, and that intimacy and friendship were just pretending. He imagined that Zhong Qiu would take it seriously, but she never thought that she would feel guilty after he took it seriously.

"Are you really not bothering you?" Fu Ying asked.

Zhong Qiu smiled and shook his head: "I will be very happy if you can come."

Fu Ying nodded: "It's better to be respectful than to obey. Do I have to dress more formally then? I only have one suit and it's black, is that okay?"

"You can do whatever you want, just be casual, no one will dare to restrict you or anything." Zhong Qiu stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Come however you want, just like attending your friend's drag party."

Fu Ying pursed her mouth: "That can't be done. If I go there in a wheelchair in a hospital gown, people will think I'm messing things up."

Zhong Qiu laughed twice, sat and chatted with Fu Ying for a few more words, and then returned to the desk to continue processing the documents.Fu Ying was sitting on the sofa, holding a tablet in her hand, watching news and videos to pass the time, and waiting for Boss Zhong's next order by the way.

He stared at the tablet in a daze, maybe his conscience hadn't been corrupted by the money, or because his heart softened a lot after his sister passed away, when he thought of how Zhong Qiu invited him just now, he felt bitter and uncomfortable.

Where do rich people have few friends?She is always surrounded by people, waiting for others to initiate a conversation, and she is reserved and indifferent, and there are always people who follow her to flatter her.

It must be that he deliberately pretended to be pitiful in order to let himself go, so as to make people sympathetic and soft.

Fu Ying comforted herself, but remembered those books that said that rich people seldom have true friends. She felt even more strange in her heart, vacillating from side to side, and even heard Fu Ran's voice saying that she was deceiving herself in the past.

Just as the tablet screen had dimmed and was about to go off, a new email notification sound suddenly sounded in the earphones.

It's Boss Zhong's email.

Boss Zhong still had something to say in her ear today, but Fu Ying had already completed what he wanted to say in her mind. It was nothing more than trying to make Zhong Qiu make a fool of herself at the birthday party. As for how to make a fool of herself... Email Li didn't elaborate.

[I think the holy aunt has seen Zhong Qiu's attitude towards me today. For me, the situation is already very pessimistic. Although my father supports me, I don't know if there will be any changes in the future. I really need to belong to myself now Capital.In the future, please continue to approach Zhong Qiu, I will send you the invitation to attend his birthday party, and I will ask the holy lady to play it by ear. 】

Fu Ying frowned and looked at the words "play by ear", and felt that it was a bit unpredictable. It is best to say something clearly, and it is most likely to misunderstand and do the wrong thing by saying half and half.

Fu Ying replied with an inquiry email, but did not receive a reply until Zhong Qiu went home together after get off work.

After entering the house, Fu Ying was still thinking about what it meant to play by ear in the email, but suddenly heard a scream in the room, he was stunned and immediately pushed the wheelchair to the bedroom, and saw Chang Er standing in front of the mirror, yelling with.

"What are you doing?" Fu Ying frowned, "Are you shrinking your bones again?"

Chang Er nodded: "That's right, I haven't practiced for a long time, my bones are numb, and it hurts me to death if I move it twice."

Fu Ying looked at the suitcase at his feet, then looked at Chang Er's clean face in the mirror, whistled and said, "One thing to say, your face hasn't changed at all for so many years."

"That's right, I'm Lin Zhiying from the black net, with a youthful face for thousands of years, most people can't envy." Chang Er touched his bare chin in the mirror, and sighed: "The laser hair removal in this hospital is good. I will go next time."

Fu Ying rolled her eyes: "Don't tell me these things, you have reached the blind spot of knowledge, and you are leaving now?"

"Of course, to be honest, this job is a bit troublesome. Some requirements were not made clear to the other party. I didn't want to accept it at first, but I couldn't stand it and spent money on it." Chang Er changed the pajamas on his body and folded them, and turned to face Fu Ying smiled: "After this time, we can go on vacation for a year or two."

Fu Ying smiled: "Don't be so complacent, just be careful, don't capsize in the gutter, losing face is a trivial matter, don't lose your life, no matter how much money you have, there is nothing to spend."

"Don't worry, with my kung fu, most people can't tell." Chang Er said as he shook the bones in his body, and there was a clicking sound, and the whole person looked smaller.

He raised his chin at Fu Ying: "I'm leaving first, call me if you have something to do, if I don't answer the phone, you can call Su Jiaojiao, I think that little girl is happy to take care of you."

"Don't talk nonsense, what can she do as a little girl." Fu Ying glanced at the time: "Why don't you go after eating first?"

Chang Er stood at the door, put on his sunglasses and waved his hand: "No, I will start working tomorrow, and I have to go back to prepare something tonight."

Fu Ying watched him go downstairs, looked at the quiet room again, turned around and went back to the study to turn on the computer, and listened to the voice from Zhong Qiu's house on the surveillance, and then felt that the house was a little more lively.

The cooperation project between Zhong Qiu and Zhong Xu continued in an orderly manner. Fu Ying occasionally found some useful information from the monitoring and sent it to Boss Zhong by email.

The responses I get are intermittent, but the last sentence must be to make Fu Ying and Zhong Qiu build a good relationship.

This sentence was not added by Zhong Qiu himself, but Zhong Xu's initiative.

Zhong Qiu can roughly think of this idiot's plan, it is nothing more than wanting himself to trust Fu Ying, get close to him, and finally taste the feeling of being betrayed by a good friend.

But obviously never trusted, how could he be betrayed?

Zhong Qiu looked at the email on his phone and couldn't help but sneered. He was thinking about how to modify this latest email and send it to Fu Ying, when he heard him calling himself in the kitchen.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Qiu put down his phone and went to the kitchen, looked at Fu Ying and pointed to the pot in front of him and said, "The boiled meat is ready, can you help me to fill it out and serve it out?"

Zhong Qiu laughed: "Just let me do these things, you, a chef, will be ok if you taste the dishes."

"Hey, fortunately, the plaster cast can be removed tomorrow. Otherwise, I will have to use a wheelchair on your birthday on Friday, which would be too inconvenient." Fu Ying rubbed her knees and murmured, "I haven't walked for two weeks. , I don’t know how many days it will take to recover.”

Zhong Qiu came out with the vegetables in one hand and pushed his wheelchair out with the other, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, there is a big garden in the hospital, I'll help you to walk around a couple of times when the time comes."

"You are so busy at work, I will ask Chang Er to help. If it is impossible, there are still nurses in the hospital. I will..."

"Hush——" Zhong Qiu raised his finger to point at Fu Ying's mouth, and said softly, "I've cooked for me for several days, so what's the problem if I take you out of the hospital? I pay you a salary?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fu Ying pushed his hand away: "I'm not afraid of delaying your work."

Zhong Qiu sat down opposite him, propped his chin and raised his eyebrows: "You don't have to worry about this, my brother wishes I wasn't in the company every day, so that he can enjoy the addiction of the president. It's just a pity that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog. , Let the employees watch the joke."

"Aren't you afraid that he will dig people in the company and put nails in the company while you are away?" Fu Ying looked at him and asked.

Zhong Qiu paused: "Do you care about me?"

"Just a quick question. After all, this is the first time I have had close contact with the love and hatred of the president's family. Of course I will be curious." Fu Ying thought for a while and asked: "Then if your brother harms you in the future, will you let him go?" ?”

"Let his life go? Of course not. It's better for me to be quiet forever for this kind of person." Zhong Qiu said with a smile. This person is the most law-abiding and will never do such a bad thing."

He gently pinched Fu Ying's face: "So, don't be afraid of me."

The author says:

Zhong Qiu: I will never do any bad things.