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Are you angry or not?If you are still angry, why do you have to pay for yourself?

Fu Ying lay on the sofa at home thinking about it, turned over and found that something seemed wrong.

Why did I keep guessing Zhong Qiu's emotions and thoughts? Didn't the initiative rest on the other party, and he left with his nose pinched?

He turned over and sat up, regretting the invitation he rejected that day, pushing Zhong Qiu, a glass-hearted young master, away, and handing over his initiative.

It wasn't a big deal at first, but Zhong Qiu took the medicine and asked him for help as a friend. At that time, he had lost his high IQ, and he had no choice but to be hugged and rubbed twice. In fact, there was nothing to lose...

But he has so many friends, and Feng Qing is obviously closer, why choose him?What's more, it shouldn't be difficult for this young master to find someone to solve it, why...

Fu Ying shook her head, trying not to think about it, but she couldn't help thinking of how Zhong Qiu picked her up and walked around when her foot was injured.

He leaned his legs on the sofa head down, trying to let go, but the almost unused crutches by the wall reminded him all the time——

When Zhong Qiu was around, he hardly had to walk by himself.

Sitting in a wheelchair will be pushed by him, and when going downstairs, he will be hugged, even when sitting on the bed or sofa from the wheelchair, Zhong Qiu will hug and move.

He looked up at the kitchen next to him, and remembered that when he finished cooking, Zhong Qiu would take the initiative to take the dishes into the kitchen to clean up, and stand by the sink wearing an apron while chatting with himself while washing the dishes.

Fu Ying looked down at the pillow in her arms, and found that it was brought by Zhong Qiu from her home before, and it still smelled of Zhong Qiu's unique perfume on it.

Before he knew it, his life had been invaded by a virus called Zhong Qiu, which left marks on every part of the house and surrounded him.

Fu Ying leaned on the sofa and recalled the way the two of them got along before. After a long silence, she suddenly sneered.

Now he kind of believed the part about Zhong Qiu's character in the materials Zhong Xu sent.

Whether it was deliberate or unintentional, he was able to invade his life without him noticing, and he did it naturally without arousing suspicion. It was only now that he realized it later. Master Zhong is indeed a formidable person.

He picked up the phone and opened the chat box with Zhong Qiu, thought for a while, then moved his fingers slightly and started typing.

This time the inputting process came to fruition, Zhong Qiu's cell phone rang when he was having a meeting in the conference room.

The designer who was explaining the design plan stopped immediately, everyone looked over, Zhong Qiu picked up the phone and looked at it, motioning them to continue.

Feng Qing saw Zhong Qiu look at his phone with a smile on his face, slid the chair to his side, and said in a low voice: "What's wrong? Zhong Xu finally got out or did your father have a complete stroke? You are so happy."

"Fu Ying asked me to have dinner." Zhong Qiu turned the phone screen over and gave him a look.

Feng Qing: ...

Feng Qing: "That's it? That's it?"

Zhong Qiu looked at him and said in a low voice: "Otherwise? Zhong Xu is gone and I am the only one who manages the entire Zhong family. Is it you who are crazy or the old man who is crazy?"

"I don't understand either. Outsiders can tell at a glance that the Zhong family will belong to you sooner or later, and they don't know what your father is still stubbornly fighting for. Zhong Xu's idiot, he has helped for so many years and has not seen anything."

Feng Qing raised his chin towards the long table in front of him, and continued: "Just look at this table, how many people are facing Zhong Xu, his people haven't said a word since morning, it seems Without Zhong Xu around, everyone feels that silence is golden."

Zhong Qiu glanced at it, and said lightly: "Okay, forget about the time when you suffered from him a few years ago?"

"Don't dare to forget. If I forget, I won't be gloating now. Maybe I will shed a few tears for his social death. I sigh that it's so pitiful."

Feng Qing snorted coldly. Seeing that Zhong Qiu turned on the screen and kept looking at the message from Fu Ying, but didn't reply, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? I haven't figured out how to reply after reading it for so long?"

Zhong Qiu glanced at him: "Who said I'm going back?"

He put the phone upside down on the table and said softly, "Let him dry first, don't worry."

After a meeting was over, when Zhong Qiu picked up his phone again, two more messages appeared on the screen, and Fu Ying shared with him the review URLs of two restaurants.

He opened it and found that it was the place he had mentioned before, and the address was not far from Zhong's Building.

Is it a hint to wait for me here?Zhong Qiu glanced at the time on the wall, and began to consider the possibility that he would leave work early after leaving the rest to Feng Qing.

Hesitating between paying overtime wages or not, he refreshed his circle of friends, saw the picture of circle of friends that Fu Ying had just sent, and stood there in a daze.

The little neighbor couldn't wait for his response, so he went with others to the restaurant that he sent the link to.

Zhong Qiu clicked on the photo in Moments to enlarge it, and saw clearly the gold filigree gemstone bracelet on the white wrist of the person sitting across from Fu Ying, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Is it a woman?

Is this sent to me?Waiting for yourself to send a message to question?

Zhong Qiu returned to the chat box, paused for a moment and sent a sentence, I'll talk about it next time.

Although I replied to Fu Ying's message according to Fu Ying's ideas, it was completely impossible for me to ask questions according to the essence of the plot he arranged, and even rushed to the restaurant.

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, returned to the office with a cold expression, turned on the computer and looked back at the surveillance video of Fu Ying's home. After watching for a while, he found that there was a call first, and then Fu Ying answered the call before changing clothes and going out.

Didn't you take the initiative to ask people to go out?

Zhong Qiu rubbed his chin, thinking whether this was a trap for Fu Ying to lure him, or he really had something to eat with others.

But the news had already been sent, sending another inquiry would inevitably appear deliberate, Zhong Qiu leaned on the table, and suddenly raised his head to stare at Feng Qing who came in with the document.

Feng Qing paused, and was stared at the same spot by him and asked doubtfully, "Why are you staring at me?"

Zhong Qiu: "Expatriate job, salary increase, paid relationship, do you accept it?"

Feng Qing:? ? ?

It's all because the heavens have changed their minds, Zhong Qiu misses spring, and such a good thing happened to him?

Secretary Feng knew that the surname Zhong was uneasy and kind, and he must have ulterior motives, but standing at the crossroads of his life, he resolutely took his own steps.

"catch!"

One word resounded loudly, and the result was that Chang Er got a call from the bed and was beaten up. She shrinks her bones and tidies up, combs her hair to look like a woman, and today the boy is going to the boy's sudden appointment.

Although he was wearing a short skirt, his heart was still that of a man. Chang Er’s super-changing ending, he pushed the door and walked into the sun and became Miss Xu again. He was standing on the side of the road waiting for his elder brother Feng to pick him up in a BMW. .

A few minutes later, the BMW arrived, and the window was rolled down. The fake princess found out that the prince on the BMW was double.

wow, it's really unbelievable.

Chang Er looked at Zhong Qiu in the car and raised his eyebrows, then looked at Feng Qing and said, "Could it be that three people are the most popular dates now? This is a bit too open."

"No, Boss Zhong just dropped by with me, just to see him off for a while." Feng Qing opened the passenger door for him, smiled and said, "Today's dress is very nice."

Chang Er pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, I just took one when I went out."

Zhong Qiu watched the two people in front of him come and go and compliment each other, and suddenly felt a little bored. He looked out the window with his face up, thinking that he and Fu Ying would never be so hypocritical.

The car drove straight forward, and soon arrived at the restaurant where Fu Ying ate. Zhong Qiu got off at the previous intersection, found a coffee shop and sat down, staring at the door of the restaurant.

The earphones in his ears heard the rubbing of the cloth and the voice of that Miss Xu. The two of them seemed to be still in the car. Zhong Qiu looked at the time and began to wonder if he shouldn't have bumped the bug into Feng Qing's body. .

By the time Feng Qing arrives, Fu Ying may have finished the soup.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of the car door closing could be heard in his ears. It should be that Miss Xu got out of the car and Feng Qing went to park the car.

"Hey, can you hear me? Test, test." Feng Qing's voice suddenly amplified, and Zhong Qiu jumped because of the noise. He immediately took off the earphones from his ears and called Feng Qing.

Zhong Qiu: "I didn't install a bug to listen to your speech."

His voice was a little cold, and Feng Qing immediately became serious: "I know, I'm just trying to see if this thing works. After all, it's my first time doing this kind of Infernal Affairs Matrix business, so I'm a little nervous."

Zhong Qiu: ...

Zhong Qiu: The two have nothing to do with each other, thank you.

Secretary Feng responded twice, fixed the bug again, and after getting used to the heavy burden on his shoulders, he led Ms. Xu into the restaurant with her head held high.

The restaurant is filled with the smell of food and coffee, and the waiters in black, white and brown uniforms shuttle between each table, and everyone keeps a smile on their faces.

"It looks like the person you're waiting for won't come." Su Jiaojiao put down the teacup in her hand and raised her eyebrows: "I delivered the things, but the account is still the same. For your sake, I will get a [-]% discount."

"Thank you, my money will be in my account when I go back later." Fu Ying leaned on her chair and looked at Feng Qing who came in from the door, with a twitch of her mouth, she smiled and said, "It's not like he didn't come, his secretary came gone."

Su Jiaojiao was taken aback, then turned her head to look at the door, her eyes stopped on Chang Er, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows and said, "And the secretary, it seems that your target is another big money this time."

"It's better to say he's a smart person than a rich man." After Fu Ying finished speaking, she immediately raised a smile on her face and greeted Feng Qing who came over.

"Coincidentally, Mr. Fu is also here." Feng Qing smiled, looked at Su Jiaojiao who was opposite Fu Ying and nodded, "It seems that you are a beautiful woman with an appointment."

Fu Ying smiled: "It's just a friend."

At this moment, Su Jiaojiao let out a chuckle, her face suddenly turned red, and she greeted Feng Qing with a shy and timid look: "Hi, my name is Su, and I'm Brother Ying's friend."

The sweet and soft southern accent made Zhong Qiu stunned. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and thought, the little neighbors seem to like people with nice voices.

"Looks like it's a girlfriend." Chang Er smiled at Su Jiaojiao, and took Feng Qing's hand: "Let's go quickly, don't disturb others."

Feng Qing nodded, and the two found a seat not far away to sit down and order food.

Su Jiaojiao raised her face and looked at Fu Ying: "I'll help you add fire, if he is really interested in you, he will definitely come over later."

"What are you thinking? That's a man." Fu Ying said lightly.

"So what about men?" Su Jiaojiao blinked at Fu Ying: "It's so boring to deceive women with your appearance, but men still have challenges."

She stroked her hair and pretended not to say, "Don't say anything. I'm thinking too much. If you didn't think so, why would you wait for him here on purpose? You're still so sure that he will come. It's better to be honest."

Fu Ying was silent for a while, smiled, and did not refute for the first time: "You are right, I really think so."

This Young Master Zhong might really be interested in him.