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

Chapter 3661

"I don't care about everyone's business," he said

Fu yuan'er pretended to look away, avoiding his blazing eyes.

"Jisenzhuo," she thought about it, but she had to say it directly, "don't help me with this. I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary misunderstanding."

"Will Cheng Zi misunderstand?" He asked.

Fu Yuan Er nods, "Cheng Mu Ying knows, in the heart also can be sad."

Jisenzhuo laughed at himself, "everyone you think of, but I'm not afraid of sad."

Fu yuan'er was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"I don't blame you, I blame myself." Jisenzhuo's eyes drooped.

"Ji senzhuo, I've put the past down. Why don't you put it down too?" Fu yuan'er sighed softly.

You are not put down, but fall in love with others... Jisenzhuo only said in his heart, and then turned the topic.

"Today, I don't want to help you, I want to tell you, don't touch this matter," he continued. "No one knows what taboos you will encounter if you continue to investigate."

Fu yuan'er couldn't help frowning. The firmness in his eyes worried her.

Worried that he would tell Cheng Zitong about it, because it was the best way to stop her from continuing to investigate.

"Thanks for the reminder, jisendro. I'll think it over."

Although she said so, he saw the Dodge in her eyes.

He said nothing more and turned away.

Fu yuan'er lost in thought, and then in a city, she can't find anyone to help her continue to check.

Although she has a way of investigating things, she is a reporter after all. How can she be a good private detective.

"Master Fu," I don't know how long later, Lucy mysteriously came in and handed over a copy paper: "I've got the manuscript I'm going to send!"

So fast!

Fu yuaner not only marvels at the efficiency of the interview, but also is very satisfied with Lucy's ability.

Look down at the copy of the manuscript, the title, pregnant women in the street to assassinate the old lady, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship can be bad to what extent!

Fu yuan'er almost spurted rice.

Further down, the whole interview is about Ziyin's private life. Finally, we come to the conclusion that don't rush people, otherwise pregnant women will be unbearable

"This dress sister used to write about marriage and family, right?" Asked Fu yuan'er.

"Few people can tell her origin clearly," said Lucy, shaking her head. "Only Yu Lingfei transferred her."

Yu Lingfei again!

Fu yuan'er's lips are so big that she still can't get along with her.

"The supervisor called me," Fu yuan'er comforted Lucy. "Since it's from the top, we can't help it. Let her stay in the newspaper for a while, and make a perfunctory speech."

As for what competition elimination doesn't exist, Fu yuan'er can go now, because the newspapers and we media pay her a lot.

Lucy nodded. "But there's a fly buzzing in her ear. It's very annoying."

In a flash, Fu yuan'er's brain flashed, and she suddenly thought of a way to bypass Ji senzhuo and continue to check Cheng Zitong's mother.

"Lucy, do me a favor." There was a glint on her lips.

**

"Cheng Zi Tong!"

When Fu yuaner walked out of the newspaper building, she saw a familiar tall figure standing under a tree by the side of the road, making a phone call.

She had to shout first, otherwise she would be misunderstood as a suspect of eavesdropping.

Hearing this, Cheng Zitong turns around and looks at her figure, but the phone continues to say: "you let her stay inside, don't pay any attention."

Then he put down the phone.

Fu yuaner turns her eyes: "don't you go bail

Do you sing

Listen to this phone, you can tell it's about Ziyin.

"You already know?" He asked.

Fu yuaner nodded: "this kind of social news, the newspaper will soon know."

"Where do you want to eat?" He continued.

Fu yuan'er was stunned, "you've turned the topic too hard..."

Don't talk about it again?

"It needs to be said more?" Cheng Zitong asked, "I've told you that I don't care about her any more."

Fu yuan'er picked Xiu eyebrows: "do you know why she did it?"

She is to clean up trouble for Cheng Zitong!

"So I need to be grateful to her?" Cheng Zi with sink facial expression, "she pretends to be clever, disrupted all my plans!"

Smell speech, her heart can't help a jump, "what's your plan?"

Now that the plan has been disrupted, will he be in danger?

Cheng Zitong suddenly found that he didn't control his mood, so he shook his head gently. "Originally, I had a way to let Murong Jue hit me again, but now Ziyin did it, but I didn't make sense."

The plan has to be reformulated, and maybe passive defense has to be taken... This really bothers him.

Fu yuan'er looks at his slightly frowned brow, and a trace of affection spreads in her heart.

Bai Yu is right. His hatred for the Cheng family makes him very unhappy. If there was any misunderstanding that could be solved, would his heart knot be solved too

Fortunately, she has asked Lucy to do it, and it may come to an end soon.

"It's over with jisendro?" Cheng Zi asked coldly.

The topic is going around, but it's going back here.

Fu yuan'er is very difficult. She didn't want to hide him, but there is only one result to tell him the truth. He can't let her continue to investigate.

In that case, the truth could be covered up forever.

She thought about it and said skillfully, "that day Mrs. Bai Yu told me that she knew you and your mother."

Cheng Zi's eyes jumped: "what did she say to you?"

"She said that they had a good relationship in those years, but they seldom met each other since your mother left the Cheng family."

Cheng Zi with cold under Mou Guang, "Cheng family's person, does not see also."

From his tone, we can hear the deep resentment towards the Cheng family.

"Do you have any impression of her?" Fu yuan'er asked softly.

He thought, "she likes to wear a light blue skirt and a thin pearl necklace around her neck. She speaks very gently..."

He paused, "but at night, she always tears in silence."

Fu yuaner sighs in her heart that a mother is so beautiful and weak in her son's heart. How can her son not hate those who let her down.

"She must be beautiful." Fu yuan'er looks at the tall building in the distance and imagines the appearance of the woman.

"Do you want to see her?" He asked suddenly.

Fu yuan'er was stunned.

Linglan's cemetery is in a place called changmingshan, which is a famous cemetery in a city.

Along the road, Chaoyang's hillside is almost full, but Linglan's cemetery is on this side of the mountain.

This side is obviously not a good place in the traditional sense, because there are only a few tombstones, and Linglan's is in a more secluded place.

"She likes to be quiet." Cheng said.

Fu yuaner nodded. Most intelligent people like to be quiet. "Don't you have her picture?" She asked in surprise.

The tombstone is bare, only the name.

"Before she died, she burned all her photos and diaries."

Fu yuan'er was stunned, "why?"

Cheng Zitong shook his head. He was too young at that time, and his mother was too young

He did not leave any words, "I think, she must feel too failed to live, so do not want to leave any traces."

After a little pause, he continued: "I think she must regret giving birth to me, because I have continued her blood..."

The air gradually became silent, and the wind blowing in the mountains seemed to bring some sadness.

Fu yuan'er stepped forward involuntarily, tightly encircled his waist, trying to give him some warmth.

"But I have to thank her," she said, pressing her face to his arm, "for giving birth to you."

Cheng Zitong turns his steps and embraces her in his arms.

She felt the slight tremor of his body. At this moment, he was not hugging her, but relying on her.

Her warmth is his greatest source of strength.

"I want to go to the peak restaurant for dinner," she said after a long time, trying to make Cheng Tzu Tong happier. "The one Mr. Yu opened."

"How good is his restaurant?" There was a strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

This damned man's desire to win.

"There's nothing good about his restaurant, but it's very good after being redecorated by Yin Jinxi."

Well, Cheng Zitong's face looks a little better.

"Yan Yan said that there was a new special dish in that restaurant, called steamed mutton leg. How do you think mutton steamed can get rid of the fishiness?" On the way to the restaurant, Fu yuaner discussed the dishes with him, "today I must have a taste, and go to the kitchen to see how it is made..."

"Do you like mutton?" He asked.

She shook her head and nodded, "my appetite has changed a lot. For a while, I like mutton, for a while, I like tofu, and I wanted to eat fried chicken wings a few days ago."

It's all progesterone.

"All of them?" He asked.

She nodded. "The takeout is all right with me now."

Cheng Zi blinked with his eyes: "tell me what you want to eat next time."

"You're going to be my takeout boy?" She giggled.

"Not bad," Cheng Zi shrugged, "and the things I sent must be fresher and cleaner than the takeout."

Fu yuan'er pointed out that there were 172 days to go before the due date of delivery. "Sure enough, a woman can be the queen of ten months when she is pregnant."

Cheng Zi looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

She heard all this nonsense from everywhere.

Suddenly, her phone rings. It's her mother.

"Yuaner, where are you?" When the phone was connected, Fu's mother said anxiously, "how can I leave Ziyin in the police station? Cheng Zi doesn't care, and you don't care?"

Fuyuan erhan, "Mom, we both don't want to care. Are you going to bail her?"

"Of course I'll go. I'll give you a breath in advance. Don't be too surprised at that time." With that, Fu's mother hung up.

Fu yuan'er is not in the mood to eat, "Cheng Zitong, let's go home. My mother is going to bail Ziyin, and she has to go home to get her after bail... Her idea is a bit extreme now, I'm worried about what she will do."

"I asked Koizumi to take her away first..."

She stopped her before she finished saying, "I don't dare to take care of my mother's business, so leave it alone. Now drive back. "

When they get home, Fu's mother and Ziyin haven't come back, but aunt Hua, the nanny, is packing up Ziyin's room and packing up her daily necessities.

"What's going on?" Asked Fu yuan'er.

"My wife said that she ordered a hotel apartment for Ziyin," aunt Hua lowered her voice. "The people who just came out of there are unlucky. They can't come home."

Fu yuan'er lost her smile in silence.

She is not without shame, in fact, her mother arranged very well, her worries are superfluous.