Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 42
Ni Jiaren described both of them so beautifully, but Chu Qing always felt that something was wrong, "Tsk, why do I feel that you are not talking about the same person I know?"

Ni Jiaren, "..."

"That's what they used to be like, now..." Ni Jiaren paused slightly, her smile was a little blunt, "When you grow up, people will always change."

Chu Qing nodded in conviction.

Ni Jiaren smiled slightly, looked out the window, lost in thought.

The days before were really beautiful, so beautiful that she thought it was a dream, however, she seemed to return to that dream and spend the best time.

No, she was asking Chu Qing, right?

Responding quickly, she turned her eyes and saw Chu Qing's appearance of a successful trick, she narrowed her eyes, "Qingqing."

With her gloomy tone, Chu Qing moved slightly, and smiled as if trying to flatter her, "Baby, what are you doing? I really didn't do anything!"

"Say! What the hell happened?"

Chu Qing cast a look helplessly, "It's really nothing, it's just... just..."

"Just what? Just what?"

Ni Jiaren pressed her questions, and they gradually approached.

Chu Qing's heart skipped a beat, she closed her eyes, "We're going to bed."

"boom!"

The two of them leaned forward suddenly, and their foreheads hit the back of the chair in front of them at the same time.

Chu Qing covered her forehead with a mournful face, "Uncle, what are you doing? Murder?"

The driver in front blushed slightly, and said apologetically, "Miss Ni, Miss Chu, I'm sorry, I didn't get it right..."

"Why are you blaming others? You are too scary."

Ni Jiaren clutched her flushed forehead, grinned in pain, "What kind of development are you two?"

No wonder she wanted to ask herself if there is any possibility with Su Zexiu!
"You rejected him, got drunk, and I happened to be drunk too, and then alcohol hurts people."

"You are so strong."

This sentence was said in her calm tone.

"Otherwise, what else can I do? Make him responsible? He is chasing after me, and I was taken aback. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him, so why should I be responsible? I just... can't afford it." Someone who can't let go?"

"Well, you can afford it and let it go!"

Ruan's mother was very absent-minded after returning to the villa for a few days. She always thought that her daughter would still have a chance to marry Fu Sichen, and she could make a fortune from it. What happened?
They are already married, so how can they pay attention to this sick daughter?

"You money-losing bastard! You've finally become useful, why are you pretending to be dead? After sleeping for five years, that man is going to marry someone else! Marry the woman who pushed you back. Look, no matter what kind of woman , as long as you can stay with a man for a long time, you can get benefits, how about you?"

"Lying here, you might as well die!"

Ruan's mother complained indignantly, and didn't notice at all that in the monitoring room, Fu Sichen was standing at the front, and He Xuan and the attending doctor were standing behind. Their expressions were very calm, as if they were used to it.

"How is the patient?"

The hospital shook his head, "The patient's family members may have negative effects on the patient. However, this may actually be the voice of their loved ones, and it may also wake them up."

"She cares about her family, so it should be fine."

"Perhaps," said the doctor.

He is still a little worried that if a patient is complained every day, his well-being will be suppressed. Negative emotions are not easy to wake up a person, but will make him fall into a deep sleep.

"She is not allowed to come in and out of the villa at will, so be careful."

He would never allow what happened that day to happen again.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fu."

The people in the monitoring room gradually dispersed, and the woman on the screen in between had cold-blooded and ruthless eyes, and a conspiracy seemed to burst out of her eyes.

"You can't do anything while sleeping, so I'll help you get rid of the future troubles! Taking down the Fu family will mean a lifetime of glory and wealth. Tsk tsk, you can enjoy the glory I brought to you when you sleep. It's really lucky. When will you be able to?" Get up, when the time comes... don't think about turning your back on anyone..."

Since Pumice and Ni collaborated on fashion design and commercial street landmark building design, other collaborations have gradually increased.

However, Ni Jiaren always dealt with the person in charge of the project, but rarely saw Fu Sichen in Fushi.

The person in charge summed up the content of the day's meeting on it. After working all day, Ni Jiaren was a little drowsy, but the phone screen on the meeting table suddenly lit up.

She glanced lightly, and suddenly leaned forward when she saw the text message notification.

Accidentally moved the chair, making an unpleasant sound on the ground, and everyone turned their heads to look over.Ni Jiaren stood up and bowed in embarrassment, holding her phone to her chest, "Sorry..."

Sitting down again, she secretly clicked on the message.

Come up after the meeting...Fu Sichen.

Ni Jiaren was a little excited.

For five years, Fu Sichen had never taken the initiative to find her, not even texting like this. Every time she called him, she hung up hastily before he could finish his sentence.

In an instant, he regained his energy, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.He pursed his lips and stared at the constantly switching slides on the projector, not knowing when the meeting would end.

A few days ago, I heard that Fu Sichen was on a business trip, and he didn't know when he would come back.

A quarter of an hour seems like a century.

After the person in charge nodded slightly to her and asked if the meeting could be adjourned, the simple word "adjourned" allowed her to end the ordeal.

Ni Jiaren hurriedly packed her things and rushed to the president's office.

He Xuan welcomed her in as usual, but Ni Jiaren was still a little apprehensive. The dream-like memory of the hospital was still spinning in her mind. For many days and nights, she wanted to find Fu Sichen like that.

"Boss Fu, Miss Ni is here."

"Ah."

Fu Sichen didn't raise his eyes, he held the pen in his hand, and signed his handsome name on the document in a fluttering manner.From a distance, his handwriting gives people a domineering feeling, and sure enough, his handwriting is like a man.

For a long time, he didn't speak, as if she wasn't there at all.

Ni Jiaren couldn't help asking, "Looking for me...what can I do?"

"My mother asked me to take you back."

After finishing a succinct sentence, there is no more to say.He seemed to be concentrating on processing the documents, and the documents in hand were piled up like a hill, which should have been accumulated during the business trip two days ago.

Neither standing, nor sitting, nor walking, nor staying, Ni Jiaren was a little embarrassed.

She didn't know how to face Fu Sichen, and now, with the situation of the two of them, she didn't know how to face Fu's mother.

After a long time, Fu Sichen said again, "My mother is ill, don't provoke her."

"Sick?" Ni Jiaren heard the words and asked in surprise, "Where are you sick? Have you caught a cold?"

Fu's mother has always been in good health, she doesn't seem to be someone who gets sick so easily.Ever since she was a child, she has rarely heard of Fu's mother's illness...

"I went to Africa with Aunt Su and caught a viral cold."

"Africa?"

Ni Jiaren was slightly surprised. Both of them are in their 50s. It’s not a good place to go. Why did they choose Africa?Also accidentally caught a cold.

"What's going on now? Where's Aunt Su?"

"You should ask Su Zexiu."

He said a word lightly, and Ni Jiaren instantly realized that she had said something wrong and closed her mouth.

"Then... when shall we leave?" Ni Jiaren asked boldly.

She was a little worried about Fu's mother. After all, she was the one who watched her grow up. Since she married into Fu's family, she has helped her everywhere and treated herself as her daughter-in-law.

Most of the time, if it wasn't for her, I'm afraid I might not be able to see Fu Sichen during the holidays.

"immediately."

"Oh." Ni Jiaren glanced at Fu Sichen. He seemed to be very focused, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked like a strand of rope, giving people the feeling that the document was difficult to handle.

He seemed to have no time to take care of himself, so Ni Jiaren slowed down, walked to the sofa in the office and sat down gently, picked up the financial magazines that were put aside, flipped them as silently as possible, and waited quietly for Fu Sichen to finish his work.

She raised her eyes from time to time, just in time to see him tilting his head to look at the documents flipped up on the left. He always felt a little playful in his seriousness.

Fu Sichen noticed her gaze, but he didn't move, as if he never knew that someone's intense gaze made his heart beat instantly faster.

He just quickly signed the documents on the table, closed the pen calmly, stood up, and unbuttoned the suit jacket.

"Let's go."

"Ah? Oh!"

Ni Jiaren's reaction was two beats slow, and Fu Sichen didn't wait for her intention, and walked directly to the door, so she had to put the magazine back in its place in a hurry, and followed with her bag.

Fu Sichen drove the car back to the old house of Fu's family. She sat in the co-pilot, silent all the way.

When she reached the door, she subconsciously raised her hand to ring the doorbell, but he stopped her. Ni Jiaren looked back puzzled and asked, "What... what's wrong?"

Fu Sichen didn't explain, but silently wrapped her hand in his big palm, and put it down without letting go.He raised his other hand and rang the doorbell.

Ni Jiaren was slightly taken aback, looking at the two clasped hands, she always felt incredible.

"Don't act like this in front of my mother!" He reminded in a bad tone, his deep voice can always shake people's hearts.

Ni Jiaren lowered her head in frustration, but with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth, "I see."

He was just trying to keep the sick Fu Mucao from worrying, thinking that the warmth in his palm in the hospital was not a dream.It's just that this feeling is really too similar...

Her smile completely concealed the darkness in her eyes.

Ni Jiaren admired herself a little. She didn't know how she knew at that moment that she could express two different emotions at the same time.

However, she did it.

"Here we come!" The nanny's not so loud voice came through the doorbell, and the door opened after a while.

"Master, Madam."

Ni Jiaren smiled back politely and nodded slightly.Fu Sichen just said "hmm", and asked straight to the point, "Where's my mother?"

"The madam is upstairs, she has been on an IV drip, and I don't know if she has woken up."

"Ah."

Fu Sichen took Ni Jiaren's hand upstairs, and the nanny watched from behind, rubbing his eyes in disbelief for a while.

In the bedroom, there is still a hanging bottle next to the big bed, but the wires are casually placed aside, like a device that is left unattended after the infusion.

Mother Fu was lying on the bed without any makeup on, looking a little weak.

Ni Jiaren walked up to her in three steps and two steps, and asked concerned, "Mom, how is it? Are you okay?"

Hearing the sound, Fu's mother, who had her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes, and met her anxious gaze, "Oh, the beauty is back! I thought, I thought you..."

Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the young couple's tightly clenched hands.

Throwing off the quilt, he stepped on the carpet with his bare feet and threw himself in front of Fu Sichen, saying rather relievedly, "Oh, you're a good boy! It's done so quickly!"

With such an appearance, where does he still look like he has a cold?
(End of this chapter)