Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Chapter 3552

However, there was no temperature in her eyes.

She calmly moved her eyes and put the lighter back in place.

Cheng Zi's head passed a trace of annoyance. He couldn't tell where it came from. It was probably because of the sultry weather.

At this time, Fu yuan'er stood up again, went to the refrigerator and opened the wine cabinet.

Took out one of the bottles.

See his eye wave sweep to come over, her lips Cape tiny Qiao: "not willing?"

What she brought out is indeed the best bottle of wine in this wine cabinet.

"It doesn't matter." He shrugged.

She skillfully opened the cork and poured the red liquor into the decanter. Under the light, it was a dark red liquid with fragrance.

As a result, a candlelight dinner began.

"Fu yuan'er, are you going to take back what you said that day?" There was a banter in his handsome eyes.

She thought about it, soft lips also smile: "even if we are not that kind of relationship, can't we have dinner together?"

Then he said, "you can't be so mean."

If he was thoughtful, but did not ask, she could not come without purpose, he just looked at it.

Wake up.

She picked up the sober, poured half a glass for him, and poured a full glass for herself.

"Cheng Zitong, wish us..." she raised her glass and thought that she should say something. After thinking about it, she didn't think of the right one. "Don't talk nonsense, just drink it."

She looked up and finished a full glass of wine in one breath.

There was a trace of heartache in his eyes, and the glass came to his mouth, but he didn't drink it.

Fu yuan'er poured herself another glass of wine and glanced at him at the same time, "why don't you drink it? Don't waste such a good wine. "

Then she had another drink.

Cheng Zi laughed and gently shook the wine in the glass: "Fu yuan'er, this bottle of wine is not your way to drink."

"Wine is to drink to the stomach after all. Why pay attention to so much?" Then she had another drink.

Cheng Zitong's eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter.

When she poured the wine into the glass again, he could not help holding the bottle.

"Well, you're not so mean." She tried to grab the bottle, but she didn't have as much strength as he did.

Seeing that he put the bottle on the edge of the table, she stood up and wanted to get it... He took it away again.

She went up and tried to grab it, but with an unsteady step, she fell on him.

The next second, she had fallen into his broad arms.

"Throw yourself in the arms?" His derision fell with it.

But what poured into her nose was the familiar faint fragrance. She couldn't help taking a deep breath and filling her lungs with his flavor.

A burst of grievance and pain came to her heart. Even the buttons on his shirt, which fell into sight, made her feel wronged.

Tears came from the corner of his eyes.

The coolness of her tears brought her back to her senses, and she sat up quickly to wipe them away.

What a shame.

"Cheng Zitong, what's wrong with a little wine?" she stood up from his arms. "Today I've drunk all your wine, and you can't do anything with me."

Her drinking power came up, her tongue began to knot, and her steps were a little unsteady.

Cheng Zi wants to stand up and is held by her hand: "you sit, don't let me look down upon..."

Cheng Zitong

She came to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, "bang" to the table heavily.

She wanted to open the wine, but her hand with the bottle opener was weak

Suddenly, her hand was held by his long, broad hand.

He turned behind her and held her

Hands, open the cork.

"Thank you." She said with a smile. After putting down the bottle opener, she tried to reach for the bottle, but she grabbed an empty one.

"Yuaner!" In his low voice, her legs softened and she fell to the ground.

He was quick with his eyes and hands, and helped her firmly in his arms.

Her wine strength has completely come up, her eyes become blurred, her pretty face blushes, her soft red lips become dark red under the influence of wine... It seems that she has some secret, waiting for him to explore.

Such she is close in his arms, how much self-control does he need to hold back.

"Cheng Zitong, you..." she looked at him vaguely, "what's wrong with your face..."

She raised her hand and held his face with her slender green fingers. The soft and greasy touch spread directly from his skin to the bottom of her heart

The fire, which was hard pressed, almost broke through the shackles

"Cheng Zitong, your face is not red enough." She said so suddenly.

With that, she stood up, maybe just after a wave of strong wine, she was a little sober.

She picked up the bottle and poured it into the glass again. "You get up," she called him, "get up and drink."

He got up, but sat down in a chair, without lifting his glass.

"You drink... Drink..." she put the cup close to his mouth, beautiful eyes soft, "drink, you drink..."

In this case, there was poison in the cup, and he drank it willingly.

"You can drink it again." As soon as she finished, she came up with another drink.

"Drink more..."

"Drink..."

Miss Fu's bad behavior when she was drunk was that she liked to drink.

Finally, he was a little dizzy.

"Drink..." she still poured another glass of wine.

He chuckled, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Oh dear!" She snored, and the wine in her glass spilled on her clothes... Today she was wearing a V-neck dress, and the liquor just rolled down her career line.

She picked it up and didn't know what kind of cloth it was. She felt something was wrong when she rubbed it. She looked up and found that she had torn off his shirt

And his pretty eyes were on fire, as if to burn her to ashes.

"Give it back to you..." she said with disdain, "what's the big deal."

She went to the bathroom and cleaned it.

She stood up, but he pulled back, "since the initiative to send the door, why still go?"

She scratched her hair. She couldn't turn her head around. "Send it to the door..." what do you mean.

He couldn't help breathing. How could he bear her confused appearance? For many days, her patience was like a volcanic eruption, and her overlapping figure rolled down to the carpet.

"Well..." the overwhelming kisses made her a little breathless, and she couldn't help reaching out to push him.

He stopped for a moment, his hands on the floor, eyes locked her: "yuan'er, why do you come here?"

She looked at him in confusion.

He also felt dizzy suddenly. He didn't notice what wine she was holding just now. He had so much stamina.

"Cheng Zitong..." she called his name softly.

"Well." He promised, but his head became more and more dizzy.

Finally, he fell on her and fell asleep.

She opened her eyes slowly, looked at the ceiling, and closed them slowly.

There was thunder and lightning outside the window, and it began to rain cats and dogs.

The candlelight in the room flickered and gently reflected on the sleeping faces.

I don't know how long later, the sky outside the window suddenly flashed a bluish white lightning, Fu Yuan in deep sleep

The child opened his eyes abruptly.

She gazed at the ceiling for a long time and gradually recovered.

She pushed Cheng Zitong down from his body, he turned over, still sleeping, no trace of waking up.

Of course, because she put something to help him sleep in his wine.

Yes, she heard everything he and Cheng Yiming said in the hospital that day.

At that time, she and Yan Yan hid outside the door. He and Cheng Yiming probably didn't expect that someone would eavesdrop outside.

After listening to those words, she calmed down to the point that she didn't know why. She didn't react too much and just turned away.

"Yuan'er, yuan'er..." Yan Yan catches up with her outside the inpatient building, looking worried.

"This is not a place to talk." Fu yuan'er looks around, worried that Cheng Zitong would come out of the building at any time.

She and Yan Yan return to her apartment.

But she didn't speak, just sat on the sofa.

Yan Yan can't find words to comfort her. If those words come from Cheng Yiming's mouth, she can also say that he has ulterior motives.

But they heard Cheng Zitong admit it.

There's nowhere to hide.

"Say something." Yan Yan is a little worried.

Fu yuan'er bit her lip: "I don't believe it unless I see it with my own eyes."

"What do you see?"

"The documents of his acquisition of Fujia shares."

Yan Yan thinks deeply, this thing must see with one's own eyes to count.

"What are you going to do?" She asked.

Fu yuan'er has already planned, "first find out where those documents are, and then try to have a look."

This is not difficult. Soon, she learned from Cheng Zitong's secretary that he would put all the purchase documents in his apartment.

So, she's here tonight.

She was drunk, he would drink, and his wine, she secretly put sleep things.

To be exact, it is the tranquilizing and sleeping medicine that the doctor prescribed for Yan Yan.

"Aren't you afraid that you are really drunk and sleep till dawn?" Before departure, Yan Yan asks anxiously.

"I know how much I can drink." She doesn't care about the corners of her lips.

Look, she woke up at this time. Isn't he still sleeping.

Fu yuan'er endured the discomfort of her stomach, got up and walked towards the study.

In the filing cabinet, desk drawer and computer, she searched all over, but she didn't see anything related to Fu family.

Before she remembered, Yan Yan told her: I heard from Cheng Yiming that Cheng Zitong likes to keep important things at hand.

Her eyes fell on the books beside the computer.

Those books are big and printed on A4 paper. If you don't read them carefully, you will take it for granted that they are used to pad your hands.

But when you pick up the books one by one, there is something else in them.

A share sale agreement. The buyer and the seller are a person surnamed Yu and Cheng Zitong.

This man, surnamed Yu, bought 80% of the Fu family's shares at a low price from his grandfather.

There was no light in the room, but the light flashed from time to time outside the window was enough for her to see the agreement clearly, line by line, word by word

Tears, can't help rolling down, almost dripping on this agreement.

To see what's good, in addition to make yourself sad, what can you get.

As expected, he sent someone to deal with his grandfather, taking the opportunity to suppress the share price, so the assets of Fujia company disappeared in the figures.

Grandfather said that he was good to her out of guilt.

In fact, it's not like this at all. He just wants to stab the knife gently.