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After finishing the meal, Fu Ying called the waiter to pay the bill. Su Jiaojiao sat on a chair and looked at the door of the restaurant, staring at the guests who came in from time to time, expecting that one of them would come here directly.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Ying sat down after paying the bill, followed her gaze to the door, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who are you waiting for to come in?"

Su Jiaojiao smiled: "Of course it's the person who came to look for you, I'm so curious."

"What's so curious about this?" Fu Ying glanced at her: "It's better not to know too much about some things, so as not to cause trouble for yourself."

"Don't threaten me with such words, you think I'm only 17 years old?" Su Jiaojiao covered her mouth and smiled, stretched out her hand and tickled Fu Ying, motioning him to come over.

Fu Ying glanced left and right, and found that Feng Qing was observing herself through the reflection of the tableware in front of her. She paused in her heart, immediately turned her gaze away, got up and approached Su Jiaojiao.

Su Jiaojiao turned her face slightly, and said in a low voice: "In the past, if the people in the mission had some emotional involvement with you, you would have left immediately, but this time you didn't, so I'm curious, what kind of relationship is it?" There are people who will make you so interested."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly got up and kissed Fu Ying's face, then blushed, and said softly: "Also, the jealousy of my rival makes me really want to see him."

Fu Ying looked at her, sighed and said, "Stop making trouble, he is not a good person, don't even think about meddling in this matter."

"This is your task, of course I won't interfere." Su Jiaojiao covered her face with a shy look, but lowered her voice and said, "I understand your attitude, you treat me as your sister, But you also have to think about it, if Xiao Ran dies, do you also treat him as Xiao Ran?"

Fu Ying was taken aback, looked at Su Jiaojiao and said slowly: "I regard you as my younger sister, but not as Xiao Ran. As for him... he is indeed similar to Xiao Ran in some habits, but I will not treat the two of them confused."

"Habits are similar?" Su Jiaojiao frowned, and wanted to say something, but the phone in front of her suddenly rang. She picked it up and took a look, then pursed her lips and said, "The rest time is over, I have to go."

Fu Ying looked at her: "I'll see you off."

Su Jiaojiao got up and smiled: "My car is not far from the door, just take me to the door, maybe I can meet that gentleman."

"His secretary is here, so he might not come." Fu Ying lowered her voice and smiled at Su Jiaojiao: "The young master of a rich family has an awkward personality, so he doesn't want to bow his head to others casually."

Su Jiaojiao walked out of the restaurant side by side with him. The backs of the two people were stretched on the red-stained street at dusk, and they walked for a while before reaching the side of the car.

"Do you need me to take you back? It's just on the way." Su Jiaojiao turned around and asked.

Fu Ying: "Aren't you in a hurry? Still have time to see me off?"

Su Jiaojiao shook her head and said, "Actually, it's not in a hurry. After all, you...don't move! There's someone in the cafe over there staring at you." She suddenly stepped forward and hugged Fu Ying, tiptoeing next to his ear Said: "He looks good, he is wearing a suit, and he has been staring at you. Now his expression is a bit ugly... It should be the Mr. Zhong you are waiting for?"

Fu Ying smiled, and instead of raising her hand to hug Su Jiaojiao back, she reminded her: "Okay, you can let go now."

"It's really not cooperative at all." Su Jiaojiao let go of him with a snort.

Fu Ying opened the car door for her, and after Su Jiaojiao got into the car and sat down, Fu Ying closed the car door and reminded her to be careful while driving.

"To be honest, I like and hate your thoughtfulness. It would be great if you were my brother who is related by blood. At least let me stop thinking about it." Su Jiaojiao sighed.

Fu Ying reached out and patted her on the head: "If I were really your brother, I wouldn't let you out to do such a dangerous thing."

"Okay, okay, the more I talk about it, the more I'm jealous of Xiao Ran." Su Jiaojiao avoided his hand, and reminded in a low voice: "The documents I got for you are complete, but don't take them out casually."

Fu Ying nodded: "Don't worry, I will use this when I get out."

When the car started, Fu Ying took a step back and watched Su Jiaojiao drive away, and waited for the shadow of the car to disappear at the corner of the road before turning around and walking towards the bus stop on the side of the road.

He knew that Zhong Qiu was observing him in the cafe on the street, so he tried his best to relax his expression, pretending that he didn't notice anything.After waiting at the station for a while, she found that the bus was not coming, but the street lights on the street were already on. Fu Ying checked the time and decided to walk back.

Taking a look at the reflection of the phone screen, Master Zhong still sat there without moving.

Fu Ying laughed, and started walking along the road, thinking how long it would be before Zhong Qiu chased her out.

There are neither too many nor too few pedestrians on the road, and it is indeed a comfortable thing to take a walk against the evening breeze.

He stepped forward under the shadow of the street lamp, and there was another turn, and Zhong Qiu who was sitting in the cafe would lose sight of himself, but the young master didn't seem to have the intention to come out yet.

He kept on stepping, turned a corner and went straight into the bookstore by the side of the road, waiting for Zhong Qiu to appear in his line of sight.

After 5 minutes or 6 minutes, a BMW appeared on the side of the road. Fu Ying stood by the bookshelf and shook her head slightly. After seeing that Zhong Qiu was in the driver's seat, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but she quickly calmed down. .

BMW drove forward for a while, but stopped again, as if it had lost its chasing target.Zhong Qiu sat on the driver's seat and lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and couldn't help but click his tongue, realizing that he might have been spotted by a neighbor.

Otherwise, with his turtle-crawling walking speed, how could he not be able to find anyone when he turned a corner.

He parked the car on the side of the road and stopped driving. Zhong Qiu took off the sunglasses on his face and put them beside him, rolled down the car window and waited for a while, but he did not see Fu Ying coming out of the shops on both sides of the road.

After a while, Zhong Qiu leaned back on the seat and sighed, opened the car door and got out, announcing this battle of surrender that only he knew about.

Fu Ying in the bookstore unhurriedly took a magazine to pay the bill, and the first time she opened the door of the bookstore, she saw Zhong Qiu leaning on the BMW on the side of the road.

Originally, he only guessed that Zhong Qiu would roll down the car window and wait for him by the side of the road, but he didn't expect that the young master would just stand by the side of the road like this, staring in his direction.

Real surprise appeared on her face for a moment, Fu Ying blinked, walked towards Zhong Qiu with the magazine in her hand, and asked in disbelief: "Mr. Zhong, why are you here?"

Zhong Qiu stared at him for a long while without saying a word, and Fu Ying didn't hide when he looked at him, but felt that this person's entanglement and unhappiness were written on his face, which was interesting and funny.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "I see that Secretary Feng is eating nearby. Are you here to look for him?"

"No, he's on a date with a blind date, I'm just passing by." Zhong Qiu said, pretending to ask: "Are you also eating around here?"

Fu Ying smiled and nodded: "I invited a friend to dinner. I met Secretary Feng and Ms. Xu in the store at the beginning. It seems that they have a very good relationship."

Zhong Qiu: "Whether their relationship is good or not has nothing to do with me."

Fu Ying smiled and didn't speak, just looked at Zhong Qiu's face, waiting for the president to open her mouth to invite her.

"But I think there seems to be something wrong with us before." Zhong Qiu coughed lightly, and directly opened the window paper between the two of them. He fixedly looked at Fu Ying and said, "It was an accident that night. It offends you to be out of control, and I hope you can forgive me."

Fu Ying lowered her head, clenched the book in her hand, and said in a low voice, "I avoided you for the past two days because I was really embarrassed. Later, when I sent you a message, you were indifferent. You also Victim, my attitude is not good, I should be the one apologizing to you."

There was silence between the two of them for a while, Zhong Qiu smiled, opened the door and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

Fu Ying nodded, but still stared at her feet and refused to look up at Zhong Qiu.He opened the door and was about to get into the car, but his arm was grabbed.

The magazine fell to the ground with a loud sound, and he turned half a circle and fell into the embrace of cologne.

Zhong Qiu buried his head on his shoulder and sighed, and said sullenly: "It's even, don't apologize and don't be angry."

"Understood." Fu Ying looked up at the orange-red sky, and slowly hugged Zhong Qiu's back with her hands raised in the air. She patted and said, "Okay, why are you hugging me all of a sudden?"

"Brother, give me a hug, haven't you heard this song?" Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows, let go of Fu Ying, and bent down to help him pick up the magazine from the ground.

"Gourmet magazine?" Zhong Qiu flipped through and found that the topic was baking. He looked up at Fu Ying: "You don't even have an oven at home, why buy this?"

Fu Ying took the book back: "I'm going to buy an oven tomorrow, won't I have it by then?"

Zhong Qiu: "Don't buy it. I haven't used the one at home. It will be moved to you when the time comes, or you can come to my house to make it."

The two sat in the car all the way home without saying a word, but they were not embarrassed. The Canon on the stereo played in a loop. Fu Ying looked at the sunset outside and suddenly asked, "Does Auntie like Canon very much?"

Zhong Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "She likes it very much, because I heard it was the song she played when her first love confessed to her."

"That's really...very romantic." Fu Ying paused, looked at Zhong Qiu and asked again, "That night, Zhong Xu was carried out of his aunt's room, what happened to him afterwards?"

"I'm not sure. The old man didn't dare to let him see me alone when he made such a scandal in my mother's room. I guess he found a house to confine him. Let him release it after the wind has passed."

Zhong Qiu said and looked at Fu Ying: "What? You care about him?"

"How could it be? I'm just a little curious." Fu Ying quickly explained, "I thought he would be kicked out of Zhong's house by your father."

Zhong Qiu drove the car and looked ahead and sneered: "That's his son after all, the old man is getting old, without Zhong Xu, who will set off his status as the head of the family? He is reluctant to drive him away."

"If you want to drive out of the house, you should drive me out."