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The rain outside the window made a crisp crackling sound when it fell on the ground, and the raindrops formed a rain curtain and flowed down the glass, distorting the scenery outside.

Zhong Xu sat opposite Fu Ying, the exhaustion on his face and the dark circles under his eyes fully showed the sadness of these days.

He took a sip of coffee, cleared his throat and said, "Please forgive my offense and interruption."

"How did you know you came here to look for me?" Fu Ying glanced at the two men who were waiting by the car outside the window, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is this your bodyguard?"

"Yes, after all, Zhong Qiu is watching over him, so I have to take some precautions for my personal safety." Zhong Xu smiled, and suddenly apologized to Fu Ying.

Zhong Xu: "As soon as you go out today, my people will follow you. After making sure you come to the cemetery to visit the grave, I will wait for you at the exit. Please don't be angry if you disturb me at a special time."

"If you have anything to do, just send me an email. I usually reply to you in time after I receive it." Fu Ying said lightly.

Zhong Xu: "I know that the method of email contact may be safer, but I still think it is better to say some things in person."

"Just right, I also think that some things should be clarified face to face, so that I can proceed with the next task with peace of mind." Fu Ying changed her sitting position, raised the hot cocoa in front of her and raised her hand to Zhong Xu, indicating that he is the boss and he will start first.

Zhong Xu looked at him, and his tone was still gentle and gentle: "You and Zhong Qiu are getting closer and closer, I think he already regards you as a very good friend, although it is a little worse than Feng Qing and the others, but in a short time And no one can get closer to him than you."

"Perhaps, Master Zhong is an interesting person." Fu Ying tapped her fingers on the table, thought for a while and said, "He is very similar to the information you gave, but not exactly the same, more humane." .”

"Human touch?" Zhong Xu sneered, shook his head and said, "It seems that Zhong Qiu performed well in front of you."

Is it because Zhong Qiu's attitude is too bad, so you think he should have a bad attitude towards everyone?

A rhetorical question was brewing in his heart, but Fu Ying's professionalism and emotional intelligence did not allow Fu Ying to say it, so he just smiled and asked indifferently: "Why did Boss Zhong say that?"

"I was taken back to Zhong's house when I was in junior high school, but before I stepped into the gate of Zhong's house, he asked the servant to throw all my luggage out, and he warned my father in front of me that his mother had only one son , he has no brothers and sisters, and it is even more impossible for him to have an older brother who appeared out of thin air."

Zhong Xu leaned on the sofa and recalled what happened back then, the smile on his face faded away, leaving only peace, his eyes stared at Fu Ying, but it seemed that he was looking at a far away place.

"At that time, I didn't dare to say anything. I could only let him quarrel with my father. He was obviously younger than me, but he didn't have any fear on his face." I don't even have a look."

"From then to now, more than ten years have passed, and maybe he has never looked at me once."

As Zhong Xu said, he suddenly asked Fu Ying: "Actually, Mr. Fu also looks down on me, an illegitimate child who destroys other families."

"Nothing." Fu Ying put down the cup in her hand, and showed a standard smile at Zhong Xu: "I think Boss Zhong is worrying too much. This is between you and Zhong Qiu, and has nothing to do with me."

Zhong Xu: "Really? I thought that even though you took my money to do things, you still laughed at my wishful thinking in your heart, trying to pull down your outstanding younger brother, and even..."

"Mr. Zhong." Fu Ying interrupted him: "I haven't thought about such a thing, and I won't think about it in the future. I hope you don't spread your thoughts too much."

Zhong Xu was suddenly interrupted by him, and he was a little dazed for a while, but soon he put on a familiar smile on his face, and apologized softly to Fu Ying for his rudeness.

"There's nothing to be sorry for. Why don't you say something important first, and let's talk about other things later." Fu Ying glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and felt that in a few minutes, when Zhong Qiu got off work at noon, he I have to call and ask if I need to pick up.

Zhong Xu nodded: "That is indeed the case, then I will ask directly."

"Please." Fu Ying said.

Zhong Xu: "Zhong Qiu's treatment of you is very different from that of his ordinary friends. Both his attitude and degree of intimacy are far superior to others. Although he may not completely trust you, he is indeed very close to you. To sum up, he used to I don't know if Mr. Fu has felt that he has different feelings for you than others."

"What do you mean?" Fu Ying raised her eyebrows: "You mean, does he like me?"

Zhong Xu smiled: "Mr. Fu is worthy of being a smart person, he can understand a little bit, it seems that you have already noticed it before, right?"

Fu Ying smiled and said nothing.

"Then what's your attitude?" Zhong Xu looked at him firmly: "If you join forces with Zhong Qiu now, conceal the matter between me and you, and deal with me instead, you will get more money than I gave you."

"In the past, having a lot of money would really impress me, but now..." Fu Ying waved her hand: "I have my own professional ethics and will not break the contract at will. Please rest assured."

He looked at Zhong Xu who was trying to hide his uneasiness, and continued: "You ignored one problem, even if he likes me, then what? How many same-sex couples will get married after the marriage law is revised in this society? Let alone you Rich people."

"I'm a mature adult who never expected a Cinderella story, and never expected good things to happen to me."

Zhong Xu: "That is to say, if you fell in love with him later, you wouldn't do anything to betray me, right?"

"Using the word betrayal is too heavy. We are just an employment relationship, and there is no personal relationship mixed in. After completing your task and getting the money, I will automatically leave."

Fu Ying pointed out something: "So I hope Boss Zhong will stop doing unnecessary things."

But Zhong Xu kept on chasing him, and still asked: "You didn't deny the hypothesis of liking him, is it because you have foreseen the future of liking him? Or do you mean you already fell in love with him?"

Fu Ying paused, her voice suddenly became cold, and she said with a warning tone: "Because this problem is not nutritious at all. I took your money and will guarantee to complete what should be done. This does not mean that I All thoughts and emotions are subject to your surveillance."

He smiled, and reminded the other party in an unfriendly tone: "There is a truth, that is, you should not be suspicious when you hire someone, and you should not be suspicious if you are suspicious. Didn't you hear it when you were young?"

There was a sudden silence between the two, Fu Ying listened to the sound of rain outside the window, and tapped her fingers on the armrest following the rhythm, diverting her attention so that her anger could be suppressed in her heart.

Ordinary people are injured, and they are taken care of all day long. Normal people will have a little affection for him. Fu Ying is a normal person, not a cold stone, how could he not feel it?

But what is there to be angry about?

Fu Ying asked herself in her heart, was she angry because of being exposed by Zhong Xu, or was she angry because her privacy and freedom were vainly controlled?

He remained silent with an indifferent expression, and Zhong Xu on the opposite side also responded with the same expression. The stalemate continued until Fu Ying's cell phone rang and broke the silence.

The word Zhong Qiu was like a trigger, and the expression on Zhong Xu's face became strange. He glanced at the time and reminded: "It's still Zhong's working hours. Generally speaking, he won't do irrelevant things during working hours. matter."

He squinted his eyes and stared at Fu Ying: "Your status in his heart is really different."

"Really?" Fu Ying didn't take it seriously, after all, it wasn't the first time that Zhong Qiu was absent from work to catch fish with him, and he also saw the president fish in surveillance.

He picked up his mobile phone and answered the call in front of Zhong Xu, and just after he said a word, he heard Zhong Qiu's voice with a smile.

"Xiaoying, where are you? I just went out with Feng Qing to run some errands, and I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Now that we're done, the two of us are going to have dinner. I want to ask you if you want to come. If it's convenient, can I..."

Zhong Qiu's voice came from far to near, not like it, but it came from the microphone. Fu Ying looked in the direction of the cafe door, held the mobile phone and watched Zhong Qiu and Feng Qing approaching, the expression on her face became more and more indifferent , The voice of the mouth is getting smaller and smaller.

Until he stood in front of him and softly said the last two words, "I'll pick you up", everything was quiet again.

No one spoke for a while, Zhong Xu broke the false silence with a laugh, he looked at Zhong Qiu and smiled: "Why do you have to be free for work today?"

Zhong Qiu didn't speak, but Feng Qing asked for him: "I don't know why you two are here?"

Zhong Xu: "I happened to meet at the tomb sweeper today, so I chatted with Mr. Fu for a while. I have to say that although we only met once at your birthday party, we had a good chat, and we really hit it off."

"It's not your mother's death day, nor your father's death day, what kind of grave do you go to the cemetery to sweep?" Zhong Qiu sneered, staring at Fu Ying and asked, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Fu Ying was startled, and quickly said: "No, I..."

Before he finished explaining, Zhong Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Ying up from the seat and walked out.

The table was tilted by Fu Ying's sudden stand-up, the cup containing hot cocoa fell down, the drink inside spilled out, and the rich cocoa aroma wafted away.

Fu Ying endured the pain on her legs, and was dragged away with a limp. He reached out and held Zhong Qiu's arm, and said softly, "Zhong Qiu, today I came to the cemetery to visit my sister's grave."

Zhong Qiu's footsteps paused, but he didn't stop immediately. He pulled Fu Ying to the side of the car, opened the door and pushed the person in, followed by himself, and then locked the car door.

The sound of the outside world was cut off, and only the panting of two people could be heard in the car. The rain fell from Fu Ying's hair and face. He looked at Zhong Qiu who was sullenly suppressing his anger, and just said the word "clock" softly. The person in front rushed over and pushed him down on the back seat.

"Today is Xiao Ran's death day, and I came to visit her grave. When I came out of the cemetery, Zhong Xu drove a car and waited for me at the door, saying that he wanted to have a chat with me."

Fu Ying finished speaking in one breath, looked up into Zhong Qiu's eyes, and said calmly: "I know what you are doubting, but..."

"Why did he want to see you?" Zhong Qiu strangled his wrist so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Fu Ying endured the pain and fell silent, turning her head and refusing to answer the question.

Without thinking of a suitable reason, he couldn't answer casually.

This posture of resisting to answer made him feel the strength of the restraint on his wrist was stronger, and he knew how angry Zhong Qiu was now without looking.

But he can't rush, he has to wait until Zhong Qiu is the most angry...

The car window was knocked suddenly, Feng Qing's voice came from outside, he coughed and said in a low voice: "Okay, don't care about Mr. Fu, Zhong Xu said that your father asked him to come to Fu Ying."

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment, thinking what was the reason for this?

Zhong Qiu was silent for a while before asking: "Why?"

"Because he suspects that you and Fu Ying are dating." Feng Qing said while looking at the sky, trying not to sound so shocked.

"Really, if you don't believe me, you can ask your father." Feng Qing paused, but still couldn't help saying: "The old man is indeed very fashionable."