No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Song Wensheng screamed that he was wronged, but he did not dare to speak loudly for fear of being heard by Zhao Zhixi in the bathroom, so he could only move closer to Fu Yanci: "Brother Ci, I am serious this time, I am not joking."

Fu Yanci has known Song Wensheng for many years, and he knows his temperament best. He doesn’t change girlfriends every week, and they rarely last more than half a month. He has always had a playful attitude towards relationships, and now he suddenly came over to tell him Seriously, how serious can he be?For two or three months?
"Brother Ci, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent." Song Wensheng was so happy that she ran to the kitchen without giving Fu Yanci a chance to speak again.

Fu Yanci's face turned gloomy, and his heart felt inexplicably congested. Before Ji Ling came over, Zhao Zhixi had already finished washing. He was wearing a white shirt, and his hair was spread over his shoulders, like a lily with dewdrops in the morning. It's pure and makes people feel refreshed.

"Isn't Ji Ling here yet?" Zhao Zhixi came over carelessly, as if he knew nothing about Song Wensheng's "bad intentions".

Fu Yanci said 'hmm' with a bad expression, and then asked: "Wen Sheng has been taking care of you these days?"

"Him?" Zhao Zhixi sneered, obviously disgusted, "If he hadn't caused trouble, I would have been discharged from the hospital three days earlier."

Zhao Zhixi obviously still had the 'old attitude' towards Song Wensheng and hated her so much. Fu Yanci couldn't understand why Song Wensheng suddenly fell in love with this little girl.

"Then stay away from him." Fu Yanci gave a very unkind advice.

Zhao Zhixi didn't take it seriously and shrugged: "I don't know what's going on. I feel like I've been a different person these past two days. Maybe I'm holding back something bad."

Seeing the little girl's disgusted look, Fu Yanci suddenly felt relieved, and she nodded pertinently: "You're right, maybe he's holding back something bad. You'd better stay away from him."

Zhao Zhixi frowned, stared at Fu Yanci carefully, looked up and down, and suddenly said after a while: "There's something wrong with you!"

Fu Yanci has been in charge of the Fu family for many years and has never seen any big occasions. He has always been calm and composed, but now he is being stared at by a little girl and feels a little guilty. He can even feel his heartbeat speeding up significantly.

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Yanci forced himself to remain calm and sat as steady as a rock. Even the silver-gray suit on his body didn't move at all, looking mature and solemn.

Zhao Zhixi was still angry with Fu Yanci. He flattened his mouth and said in a somewhat emotional tone: "It's nothing. Once Mr. Shao is rescued, I will go home to find my master."

"No!" Song Wensheng just came out of the restaurant. Hearing these words, he became excited instantly, "If Brother Ci doesn't invite you, I will invite you. Can you be my martial arts master?"

"I won't go." Zhao Zhixi refused without thinking, obviously not interested in Song Wensheng.

Song Wensheng immediately held out three fingers: "I'll pay three times the price!"

After having argued with Miss Zhao for so long, Song Wensheng still had some understanding of her temperament.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Zhao Zhixi's eyes lit up and he immediately asked: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course! Not only will I pay you three times your salary, but I can also take you around the world to eat delicious food. How about it? The benefits are good, right?" Song Wensheng continued to seduce you with food and drinks.

Zhao Zhixi immediately expressed his position: "No problem, when will he start work?"

"Tomorrow is next month, why don't you start work tomorrow?" Song Wensheng said excitedly, but he didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly.

Zhao Zhixi agreed without thinking: "No problem, remember to pay me my salary first."

"That's natural..." "Cough cough cough..." Before Song Wensheng finished speaking, Fu Yanci suddenly coughed, interrupting their conversation.

After he finished coughing, Fu Yanci looked at Zhao Zhixi calmly: "Did I say I'm going to fire you next month?"

Zhao Zhixi blinked: "Didn't you tell me to go home and find my master before?"

"Did I say I'm going to fire you?" Fu Yanci was still phrasing.

Just now, he was saying that Song Wensheng was holding back some bad water and wanted to stay away from him, but now he couldn't wait to leave with him. Is this girl's brain not working well or something?

Fu Yanci was a little angry, but he couldn't show it clearly, so he just looked for trouble in a weird way.

Zhao Zhixi frowned, not understanding what Fu Yanci was thinking at all. He raised his hand and scratched his hair, thought for a while, and then said, "Then I will resign. Is that okay?"

Fu Yanci: "..."

"Brother Ci, we are all our own people, why do we have to be so formal? You think so, Brother Ci!" Song Wensheng was standing by to help.

Fu Yanci's face turned even darker. He ignored Song Wensheng and only looked up at Zhao Zhixi: "If you want to resign, you need to submit your resignation application three months in advance. You can resign after three months."

How did Zhao Zhixi know this? He blinked twice and looked at Song Wensheng: "Then I will report to you in three months?"

Song Wensheng had a quick mind. Unlike Zhao Zhixi, he didn't understand what Fu Yanci meant at all. He chuckled lightly and pointed in the direction of the restaurant: "If you don't go, the crystal buns will get cold."

Zhao Zhixi slapped his forehead: "Yes, I'm going to have breakfast first!"

After sending Zhao Zhixi away, Song Wensheng turned around, found a chair, sat opposite Fu Yanci, and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Brother Ci, brothers are not people who take away people's love. Honestly, aren't you? Are you interested in the creek?"

Fu Yanci remained calm and lowered his eyes slightly. He just felt that Song Wensheng was unreliable, but he couldn't say this to him so straightforwardly.

When Song Wensheng saw that Fu Yanci was silent, his words became more sincere: "I'm really serious this time, brother Ci, believe me, I won't let Xiao Xi be sorry."

"Wen Sheng, what if I said that I like her." Fu Yanci's eyes were dark. Naturally, he wanted to dispel Song Wensheng's thoughts, lest he start to get confused and then give up.

Song Wensheng laughed "hehe" twice, as if he had guessed what Fu Yanci would say: "Then let's compete fairly. Whoever Xiaoxi chooses in the end will let the other one go unconditionally."

"Can you stop making trouble?" Fu Yanci began to ask earnestly. For Song Wensheng, this matter might be just a joke, but for Zhao Zhixi, it might be a catastrophic disaster. He could not let it go.

"I really didn't make a fuss. I really like Xiaoxi. Brother Ci, I swear, if I do anything that is sorry for Xiaoxi, I will be struck by thunder!" Song Wensheng vowed.

However, the more he looked at his serious expression, the more panicked Fu Yanci felt, always feeling like a good cabbage was being eaten by a pig.

"Okay, then let's play fair." Fu Yanci was expressionless, and his face rarely became cold. (End of chapter)