Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Zhai Sicheng suddenly changed the subject after mentioning the past, "Your boyfriend seems to take you very seriously?"

Ji Fanfan stretched out his hand to hold the teacup, without nodding or shaking his head, just glanced at his watch silently.

"Fanfan, I may be offended by what I said, but I still hope you will listen."

Ji Fanfan looked up at him, waiting for his next words.

Zhai Sicheng said calmly, as if a friendly friend was offering advice, "He should not be the only one in your world, you should have friends and your own circle of friends. Have you ever thought that if you leave him, Can you live better than now?"

Ji Fanfan's hand holding the teacup was very cold, obviously the cup of tea was still steaming, but the temperature of his fingertips seemed to cool it down, even freeze it.

He defended in a low voice, "We are fine."

Fu Zechuan also treated him very well, he also liked him, he had no intention of leaving him, he just wanted to be with him well and be together for a long time.

Zhai Sicheng turned the teacup slightly, and his plain fingers and white porcelain teacup seemed to complement each other perfectly, but his words were mixed with a bit of vagueness, "But, do you really understand him?"

Ji Fanfan's heart tightened suddenly. He thought he knew Fu Zechuan, but he also felt that he didn't know Fu Zechuan, even if he didn't even know how many members of his family he had. He moved his lips and didn't speak.

Zhai Sicheng stood up and said, "Take a break, I'll go to the bathroom."

He pushed open the door of the room, but when he was about to step out the door, he looked back at Ji Fanfan who was deep in thought, and then turned around and closed the door.

Fu Zechuan met Zhai Sicheng by chance at the bathroom door of the teahouse.

He doesn't like people who covet his things, and he even hates people like Zhai Sicheng, who seem to be duplicity on the outside, a gentle scum with a golden jade on the outside.

Zhai Sicheng didn't have a good impression of Fu Zechuan either, it can be said that he wanted to see both.

Although they didn't like each other, Zhai Sicheng still greeted Fu Zechuan politely.

However, when his status reached the top level of the food chain, Fu Zechuan, he was completely free to choose whether or not to talk to others, and how to talk to them. Simply put, it all depends on his mood.

He didn't even look at Zhai Sicheng, just pretending that this person didn't appear in his sight.

For his neglect, Zhai Sicheng lightly pushed down his glasses, and the polite smile in his eyes faded, "Mr. Fu, is it convenient for us to chat?"

Fu Zechuan looked indifferent, "Did you find the wrong chat partner, I have nothing to chat with you."

"Then what if it's Fanfan?" Zhai Sicheng was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, like a friendly mask hanging on his face.

Fu Zechuan hated the insincere expression on this person's face, and it was right to keep Ji Fanfan away from this person. He said coldly, "Fanfan will not have any interaction with you in the future."

"Really?" Zhai Sicheng has always maintained a good self-cultivation, but it doesn't mean that he needs to bear with the other party's expression, his glazed eyes are cold, "I didn't fire him, he is still my employee, I'm sorry, let me You are disappointed."

Fu Zechuan squinted at him, confronting him, "Your face fell to the ground, didn't you notice it?"

Zhai Sicheng didn't care about his sarcasm, "Can we talk now?"

He didn't look at Fu Zechuan's attitude at the end of the sentence, but slowly washed his hands carefully by the sink, and then dried them in front of the dryer. When he finished all this and turned around, as he expected, Fu Zechuan He was still standing there, but his face was not very good-looking, but this was not Zhai Sicheng's concern.

Zhai Sicheng did not choose to reopen a private room for conversation, but took a seat in the middle of the hall.

There are people playing chess, go, and chess in the hall. They are very quiet with each other. Occasional communication is normal volume. A little louder here can instantly become the focus of everyone's attention.

It was obvious that Zhai Sicheng would not allow himself to be such a focus, he was only guarding against the impatient person on the other side.

Zhai Sicheng didn't show more courtesy to Fu Zechuan, and his slightly cold eyes fell on the steaming dark green teacup in front of him, "If I'm right, you're not serious about Fanfan, are you?"

Fu Zechuan is also a person who is used to seeing gods and ghosts. As long as he wants to maintain it, his etiquette cultivation can be in place. For example, now, out of a certain competitive psychology, he absolutely does not want to be compared by the other party, "If you just If you want to spy on these news, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, we have a very good relationship."

Zhai Sicheng's fingertips and the frosted teacup wall rubbed each other, and said in a cold tone, "The relationship is so good that it restricts his personal freedom?"

Fu Zechuan didn't approve of his nonsense, he only thought he was sowing discord, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Mr. Fu, Eden Club, I think you are not familiar with it."

Fu Zechuan frowned imperceptibly.

"Mr. Fu, if your attitude towards Fanfan is the same as that of the people in the club, then please let go." Zhai Sicheng's tone was calm, but his words were sharp, "I believe you can also see that Fanfan is a very simple person. I don't think you're right for him."

Fu Zechuan said coldly: "I don't need outsiders to judge me about his affairs."

"Then can you tell me, do you regard him as a lover on a whim or a future marriage partner?"

"Does this concern you?"

"Of course, this is related to whether I will pursue Fanfan."

"Don't be ashamed!"

"To each other." Zhai Sicheng continued slowly: "I really like a calm and well-behaved person like Fanfan. I feel at ease when I get along with him."

Fu Zechuan raised his eyebrows in return, "He won't feel at ease getting along with a flamboyant person like you."

Zhai Sicheng looked up at him, smiled back at him, and said, "Mr. Fu, I don't think you know Fanfan enough, or even respect him enough. On the contrary, I can give him all these, and I can even take him to see me." family, you can still marry him, these, can you?"

Fu Zechuan admitted that he was hurt by what he said, because let alone what he said, he didn't even think about taking Ji Fanfan to meet his family, let alone marry him.

Between them, there is just one more layer of his liking for him than the dispensable lover relationship.

But Fu Zechuan would not say this to someone who disliked Zhai Sicheng, and his expression didn't even change at all, "Unfortunately, you are late."

Zhai Sicheng smiled gently, but his words were full of provocation, "It's okay, I have confidence."

Fu Zechuan sneered, confident?He has no chance to wait another 800 years.

After talking about this, Zhai Sicheng also understood in his heart, he stood up and said goodbye, "Okay, I have got the answer I want, and I still have important friends waiting for me, then, goodbye."

Fu Zechuan sat on the spot, staring at the curling white air rising from the tea with deep eyes, slightly touching his thumb and index finger, and then flicked the teacup.

The water in the dark green teacup couldn't help but rippling under his slight movements.

When Fu Zechuan got up and was about to return to his private room, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the cross corridor.

Why is he here?

Reminiscent of Zhai Sicheng who just appeared, Fu Zechuan turned around with a gloomy expression, and chased after him in two or three steps.

Ji Fanfan was walking out of the tea house under the guidance of the clerk, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

He froze for a moment, and the moment he turned his head and saw Fu Zechuan's face, his heart suddenly jumped violently.

Fu Zechuan's tone was inaudible, but he held Ji Fanfan's hand firmly, "Come with me."

Ji Fanfan's wrist was in pain, but he didn't dare to say anything, his mind was in a mess, how could Ze Chuan be here! ?But he was also glad that he didn't come out with Zhai Sicheng, otherwise, I'm afraid he would be even more unhappy.

Fu Zechuan grabbed his hand and was about to leave, but he heard a disgusted voice behind him——

"Fanfan, I'd better see you off." Zhai Sicheng walked to Ji Fanfan and nodded politely to Fu Zechuan, "Mr. Fu, what a coincidence."

Fu Zechuan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is it a coincidence?" He forcefully pulled Ji Fanfan behind him, and the rough force made Ji Fanfan stagger unsteadily.

Zhai Sicheng watched his movements with a slightly cold expression.

Fu Zechuan curled his lips into a sarcastic smile, and said firmly, "You must have deliberately arranged this occasion."

Zhai Sicheng just looked at him and smiled, but didn't say anything, which was his tacit consent.

Fu Zechuan looked back at Ji Fanfan who was bowing his head, suppressed his anger and smiled, "Very good."

Zhai Sicheng scanned the people who were looking at them curiously, "Mr. Fu, are you sure you want to be here and embarrass Fanfan so much?"

"Don't bother you." After Fu Zechuan said this, he dragged Ji Fanfan out.

People passing by around saw the aggressive Fu Zechuan, and they automatically and consciously gave way out of the way, and they didn't even dare to look twice for fear of harming innocent people.

Fu Zechuan's footsteps were fast, and Ji Fanfan could only trot to keep up with his pace.

They came all the way to the underground parking lot, Fu Zechuan opened the door and stuffed Ji Fanfan into the car, his movements were not gentle at all.

He slammed the car door shut with a "bang", but instead of getting in the car, he tore off the tie that bound his neck, took off his well-ironed suit jacket, and flung it on the roof of the car as if venting.

Ji Fanfan dared to meet this sanctimonious hypocrite without telling him!

Zhai Sicheng was worried that Fu Zechuan's anger would be unfavorable to Ji Fanfan, so he followed all the way. He was a few steps behind them, and when he arrived, he saw Fu Zechuan leaning his back against the car door, pressing his eyebrows irritably, while Ji Fanfan was locked in the car by him. inside.

Fu Zechuan glanced coldly and saw the disgusted person appearing in his sight, and his mood immediately became worse.

Zhai Sicheng's eyes fell directly on Fu Zechuan, and the smile that had been on his face was finally torn off at this moment, "So this is how you get along."

Fu Zechuan was not in the mood and didn't need to explain to him, "What do you mean by coming here?"?