you don't love him anymore he loves you

At the end of the year's annual music inventory, Zhou Shike won the most valuable creation award of the year, which is also the award he wants to win the most.

The young man was wearing a white suit and holding a crystal trophy with the wings of a phoenix in his hand. He leaned slightly, with a proper smile on his face.

Many of the seniors below showed an expression of pride.

Zhou Shike's young master, they are all happy to support him, and Zhou Shike is also really likable.

"In the process of creation, I am very grateful to my family, my friends, my...my teacher Song," Zhou Shike winked at someone under the stage, and looked away, "I will create better works in the future to give back Everyone."

Zhou Shike creates free works for public welfare every year. He was photographed by passers-by several times as a volunteer, and it also attracted fans to squat for him. Almost wherever volunteers are needed, they will stick there, and they can always squat to Zhou Shike.

They looked at Zhou Shike, who had no name and surname in Fu's Entertainment at that time, was plagiarized and could not be corrected, to the current Zhongxing Pengyue and Mr. Zhou. At that time, he looked like a young boy with a thin figure, hugging them at the airport Send flowers flushed.

Now, he was standing on the stage, his whole body seemed to be glowing, and the fans below were excited from the beginning to tears in their eyes later.

In the middle, because of Zhou Shike's identity, the young master of the Zhou family, he has what resources he wants, so no matter what he does, it is a matter of course, and everything he gets is capital manipulation, but so what, Zhou Shike can win prizes every time, Composing music for the main theme film, he has been proving himself, even if he occasionally acts rebellious.

After the awards ceremony was over, Song Guiyan drove Zhou Shike home. Zhou Shike was wrapped in a down jacket, and his eyebrows and eyes with light makeup were as delicate as sculptures, and there was nothing wrong with them.

"Are you hungry? Shall I take you to dinner?" Song Guiyan turned on the air conditioner.

Zhou Shike lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, "What do you eat?"

"How about eating hot pot at my house? Xiao Li and the others will go too," Song Guiyan suggested, "My friend brought very good beef and mutton, you should like it very much."

Zhou Shike paused with his fingers, and after a while, he nodded, "OK."

The winter in Beicheng is very cold. The cold air wraps around the body like ice cubes, freezing the limbs stiff.

Zhou Shike tucked his hands into his sleeves, flipping through the photos sent by his assistant on WeChat. It was him standing on the podium today. The assistant said what Mr. Song said before, he had to post on Weibo, preferably at twelve o'clock in the evening before the bell.

Almost all of his microblogs are business microblogs, and there are very few daily posts that he himself will post.

Only in front of Yang Shangchen and Fang Ka, he is the real Zhou Shike, will he relax.

Even if it was Song Guiyan, he had very complicated feelings towards the other party. Although he rejected the other party, no matter if it was a substitute or something else, he couldn't do it. Song Guiyan was not a tool.

But Song Guiyan had to fucking wait, he had to wait, he didn't want Zhou Shike to be troubled by it, he would always be Zhou Shike's backup.

It's still afternoon abroad.

But the sky was so overcast that it was almost dark.

The young man in a black coat had a stern and clear face. He pushed away a simple and simple decoration on the corner of the street.

Custom shop.

This is the private shop of a well-known designer at home and abroad. The address is hidden. The big poplar trees in the front are swaying gently in the wind. There are silver wind chimes hanging on the door. There was a crisp sound.

The employees in the store are Chinese, and they are international students working on a work-study program.

When he saw the young man, he immediately showed an overjoyed smile.

"Mr. Fu, are you here?" The boy was in his twenties, wearing a black and white uniform, tall and straight like a stubborn sapling, and he took out a black box from the cabinet.

Fu Simian only nodded slightly to him.

"The ring has been repaired for you, but the boss said that it has done its best. The scratches inside cannot be repaired. The overall appearance does not affect the wear and appearance." The boy stood behind the cabinet and put the ring box Pushed it to Fu Simian.

Fu Simian didn't speak, he opened the box containing the ring, and rushed downhill that day, not only injured his ear, but also his arm, his left arm was pressed under the steering wheel, his fingers couldn't move, the ring came off almost It was deformed due to pressure, and a small half of the diamond decoration on it fell off.

Blood flowed down his neck, the pain all over his body made him almost numb, and the decision to let go made him feel overwhelming despair, he was pushed out of the operating room, his personal belongings were placed on the cabinet, and inside was the scratched ring.

This became the last straw that crushed Fu Simian, and he fell into a coma for nearly half a month.

Fu Simian put the ring back on his finger.

His fingers are slender, with distinct joints, and they are the hands of a gentleman.

Jiang Yu sincerely praised, "You are very suitable for this ring!"

Fu Simian chuckled, "There is someone more suitable than me."

This was the first time Jiang Yu saw Fu Simian smiling, but it was because of someone else.

When Fu Simian walked in for the first time, Jiang Yu was amazed. Fu Simian's facial features had deep and three-dimensional features rarely seen in Asians, with a glass-like transparency and indifference, and his temperament, conversation and appearance crushed him. Most of the so-called handsome foreigners.

He is a little shy of strangers, and his sense of alienation makes him afraid to come forward to talk to him.

Besides, he looks too expensive, like the highest priced or even unsold exhibit in the window, he is here to repair the ring, after putting the ring here, he will come to see it once a week, After coming a few times, Jiang Yu didn't talk to him much, and I still knew his surname was Fu from the application form.

"Thank you," Fu Simian raised his head and curled the corners of his mouth, looking gentle and elegant, "This ring is very important to me."

There were no other customers in the store, so Jiang Yu couldn't help asking, "You are single, right?"

Fu Simian's expression was indifferent, and he didn't answer.

Jiang Yu realized that he was talking too much, he quickly lowered his head, "Sorry, I offended you."

Fu Simian smiled and said "No problem", "It's just that no one has asked me this question for a long time, it's a bit sudden."

Seeing that the other party's expression became friendly, Jiang Yu was secretly relieved.

"I thought you were angry."

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Jiang Yu asked again.

Fu Simian said no, how could he fail to see Jiang Yu's thoughts, said goodbye to others, Fu Simian pushed the door and went out, the air in a foreign country was stifling.

Zhao Xu sent the video of today's awards ceremony, and it was posted everywhere on Weibo, but it was not as clear as what Zhao Xu sent, and the distance was also closer.

Turning on the video, Fu Simian could see the beautiful and slender fingers of the young man on the stage, and the straight trousers. When he spoke, he would swallow his saliva after a few seconds, his Adam's apple would slide up and down, and the bright lights of the scene shone into his eyes, which was very beautiful.

He leaned in the car, lamenting how far the distance between him and Zhou Shike was.

Others think that the head of the Fu family is unattainable. After the accident, he has never appeared in public again, but the two projects left before have made Fu a lot of money. Fu Simian is still single and wants to marry Fu. There are countless companies that are connected or directly married, and now these are basically handled by Fu Siya.

They couldn't ask Fu Simian.

But Fu Simian only begged Zhou Shike and couldn't.

He has everything, yet feels like he still has nothing.

Looking at the photos and videos on his phone, he just scratched the surface. He wanted to hug Zhou Shike, kiss him, even if it was just to touch him.

It was his own fault, and his Ah Ke should stand on the stage with such brilliance and fulfill his dream.

Zhao Xu called.

"Hello." Fu Simian spoke a little softly. Although the wound didn't hurt anymore, it has become a habit to speak slowly.

"Mr. Fu, your sister went to Beicheng yesterday and found Zhou Shike's eldest sister, and she came back the next day." Zhao Xu said, "Also, Mr. Fu, how long are you going to take care of? The company doesn't have you, those old things Scolding me all day."

Because Fu Simian often makes decisions that their old hearts can't bear. Even if they can make money in the end, the risk is too great. When Fu Simian was around, they didn't dare to say anything. Now Fu Simian is not here. In the company, after every meeting, Zhao Xu would be pointed at the nose and besieged for half an hour or more.

Fu Simian asked the driver to drive. He lowered his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "Next time we have a video conference, I'll talk about it."

Zhao Xu was silent on the other side for a while, "Then... that's fine too."

"Do you know what Fu Siya and Zhou Shixuan said?" Fu Siya was more concerned about this, because it was obviously related to Zhou Shike.

Zhao Xu was silent for a longer time this time.

"This, I don't know."

Unless he had turned into Fusiya's bag at that time, it was impossible for him to know the content of such a private conversation.

After a while, Zhao Xu asked nervously, "Are you coming back?"

Because Zhao Xu saw in those plans that the Fu family would develop foreign markets, and Fu Simian has been abroad now, and he doesn't see any plans to return to China, Zhao Xu felt a little uneasy.

"When you need me, I will naturally come back." Fu Simian said lightly.

Zhao Xu didn't dare to refute, but silently added three words before this sentence in his heart.

Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shixuan was quite surprised that Fu Siya would find her. After all, she didn't have a deep impression of Fu Siya and heard very little about her, but Zhou Shixuan knew that she was married.

Similarly, Zhou Shixuan also knew that Fu Siya's marriage was very commercial, not even a marriage. Li Moyan was a tool, and Fu Siya was also a tool.

That day Fu Siya was wearing a white windbreaker, her long hair was tied into a thick braid hanging on one shoulder, and a black silk scarf was tied around her neck. She was so gentle and soft that she couldn't match the harshness and coldness of Beicheng.

If she hadn't come to negotiate, Zhou Shixuan thought, she would appreciate this kind of woman very much.

No matter what the situation is, she can live well.

"Speak directly if you have something to say." Zhou Shixuan went straight to the point, she knew the other party's intention.

Fu Siya took out a document from her bag and pushed it in front of Zhou Shixuan.

"I know that Fu Simian and A Ke will definitely reconcile in the end, but when, maybe, you may not be at ease," Fu Siya smiled gently, "This is half of my shares in Fu's. And half of the property under my name, if they reconcile in the future, these things will be my gift to A Ke."

Zhou Shixuan knew what this gift meant, and as long as Shi Ke got some more money from Fu Simian, the Zhou family would have a very direct say in the Fu family.

More than billions, not money can be estimated.

"You think for Ake, I'm for Fu Simian. Fu Simian did something wrong before. I mean, if we can reconcile in the future, if Fu Simian makes Ake angry again, I will give away half of my remaining money. , give all of them to Ake." Fu Siya's tone was light and light, as if what was donated was not family property, but just a car and a house.

Fu Simian is the heir of the Fu family.

Going down the list, Fu Siya is next.

Zhou Shixuan did not expect that Fu Siya could do this for Fu Siyao, this is not a joke.

Zhou Shixuan's eyes were sharp, she smiled softly, "We dare not accept such an expensive gift."

"It's not a gift, it's my support for Ake." Fu Siya finished speaking slowly, winked at Zhou Shixuan, and joked, "Actually, I'm really reluctant, it's really a lot of money, but I I believe in Fu Simian, and I also believe in A Ke."

Zhou Shixuan signed the document. Anyway, if there is no reconciliation, this document will not take effect.

During this period of time, Zhou Shixuan met a few so-called so-called people who confessed their love to the class on Wednesday. More or less, they did not meet the standards in her heart. Some even came up and asked how much property the Zhou family had. Under the name of Zhou Shike.

Money is really nothing, but it depends on the numbers.

What Fu Siya said, Zhou Shixuan also knew that since Fu Simian's accident, Zhou Shike had been absent-minded, and fell ill several times in a row, Zhou Shixuan understood Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shike hoped that Fu Simian would live well and give him a place to vent his dissatisfaction and grievances.

But he can't live too well, otherwise he will feel bad.

But if something happened to Fu Simian, he would be most worried.

A child's heart, can't let go, and can't let go.