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

Chapter 77

Ni Jiaren buried her head in her meal, and Fu Sichen sometimes helped her pick up vegetables, and she ate in silence. The dinner was coming to an end soon, and Fu Sichen suddenly said, "Tomorrow, I'm going on a business trip to the United States."

"America?" Ni Jiaren raised her eyes in surprise.

Fu Cheng is in charge of a large part of foreign industries, so he stays abroad for a long time. Fu Sichen rarely travels abroad, unless it is a problem that Fu Cheng also finds difficult.

However, he was surprised not only because he was going on a business trip, but also because he told her about his itinerary.

"Ah."

"Pumice... have you encountered any difficulties?"

"No, it's a small matter." He said lightly.

Ni Jiaren didn't want to ask any more questions, her eyes darkened, obviously he didn't want to mention it, so she changed the subject, "Then... how long are you going?"

"One week."

"Yeah." Ni Jiaren nodded slightly, that's still in time.

Fu Sichen's birthday was approaching, and she was wondering if she should celebrate him a birthday.

He seldom celebrates birthdays since he was a child. He seems to think it is cumbersome. To celebrate is to hold a grand birthday party. He has contacts with many business people. The purpose of holding a banquet is nothing more than to discuss cooperation or expand interpersonal relationships.

If you want to talk about a real birthday, I am afraid that it has only been celebrated in the past, right?

She was the one who dragged Fu Sichen along.

After dinner, the two returned to the suburban villa.

The box was still in the living room, and the two of them left in a hurry, and didn't have time to give instructions on what to do with it, and Aunt Qin didn't dare to touch Fu Sichen's things.

Ni Jiaren put down her bag and picked up a box directly.

She didn't know what was inside, and she struggled to hold it.

"Let me do it."

Fu Sichen was about to take it, but Ni Jiaren shook her head, "You can move the other ones, I can do it." Then she adjusted the position of the boxes and carried them upstairs.

There were two boxes piled up together, and Fu Sichen picked them up casually, without much effort.

Walking into the bedroom, Ni Jiaren was cutting through the box with a utility knife, and muttered, "What's in it? It's so heavy..."

Fu Sichen glanced at it, and didn't know what was in which box, but the moment Ni Jiaren picked it up, he almost threw away the box in his hand, ran over with a few strides, and snapped it shut quickly. box.

"Hiss..." The utility knife that hadn't been retracted cut a long gash in his hand, and blood flowed out.

Before Ni Jiaren could react, her eyes were stained red by the blood, "How are you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I'll go get the medicine box!"

She panicked, like a frightened deer, at a loss as to what to do.

Fu Sichen frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to grab her. Ni Jiaren turned her eyes in panic, eyes full of self-blame and worry.

"I'm fine." His voice was always cold, but now there was some comfort.

"I……"

Ni Jiaren thought for a while, but ran to the door and shouted, "Aunt Qin, please bring up the medicine box, hurry up!"

Hearing "Yes" from downstairs, Ni Jiaren hurried back, dragged Fu Sichen to the bathroom.

"It may hurt, but... bear with it."

Ni Jiaren's entire face was twisted up in worry, while Fu Sichen looked calm, as if Ni Jiaren was not the one who was injured.

She turned on the cold water and kept rinsing his wound until Aunt Qin hurried up with the medicine box.

Ni Jiaren bandaged him skillfully, and habitually tied a bow at the end. Thinking that Fu Sichen was a big man, she untied it hastily and replaced it with a loose button. There was a blush.

Fu Sichen quietly watched her cautiously, pursing her lips. Every time she touched his wound, she would subconsciously frown, and then take a breath of cold air, as if she was also in pain.

Unable to help, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and...satisfied.

In fact, if we can get along like this, why not?
"All right."

Ni Jiaren's voice broke the silence, Fu Sichen immediately shifted his gaze, and replied seemingly inadvertently, "Yes."

Looking from Ni Jiaren's direction, he seems to be more concerned about the box that she opened, and his eyes stay in the direction of the box...

That box contains things he cares about, right?
Is it... Ruan Shuqing's thing?

No wonder, he pressed the box so eagerly.

Ni Jiaren lowered her eyes and looked away.Everything about Ruan Shuqing is out of her reach.

But Fu Sichen let out a long sigh of relief when he looked at the box. It would be terrible if she could see what was in the box.

Withdrawing her gaze, a touch of red crept up her ears quietly.

"By the way, is Brother Zexiu okay?" Ni Jiaren changed the subject with a dry smile.

"Well, it's all right." He replied simply, as if he was afraid that she would be worried, and explained, "He himself is not infected, but he was delayed in contacting everyone because of saving lives, and now he is at home with his uncle and aunt."

"Then he wants to go back?"

"I don't know, it depends on his own decision."

"Uncle and aunt should not allow him to go..." Africa is too dangerous.

"maybe."

Ni Jiaren smiled lightly, and sat on the carpet to help him organize his clothes, but never moved the box again.She saw Fu Sichen bent down, resealed the box, moved it into the cloakroom, put it in a cabinet, and locked it...

At the same time, Yu Xinyu dressed up meticulously, chose her sexiest black lace dress to put on, stepped on high heels, and walked all the way to the room of the Four Seasons Hotel in a charming way.

She couldn't help smiling, and the arc of the flaming red lips almost reached the ears.

In the end, she still won, didn't she?
Even though Ni Jiaren was clever for a while and took the position of Mrs. Fu, she could still take it easily!
I don't know, Ni Jiaren knows what kind of expression it will be?
Yu Xinyu was so happy, she had already dialed Ni Jiaren's number before she reached the door of the room.

She just wants to tell her in a high-profile manner, your man is mine now!

"Hi, hello, who is it?" Ni Jiaren looked at the number without a note, and spoke more politely.

"Ni Jiaren."

Yu Xinyu's arrogant voice made Ni Jiaren change her tone instantly, and replied coldly, "What's your business?"

"I just wanted to ask you, did Brother Sichen come home?"

Ni Jiaren glanced at Fu Sichen, and was about to reply when Yu Xinyu laughed wildly.

She smiled and said, "No? Haha! Of course I won't go back, because Brother Sichen opened a room to wait for me at the Four Seasons Hotel tonight. Do you know what it means? Ni Jiaren, if I were you, I would have been ashamed You have to get divorced, and your husband doesn't love you anymore, why are you still occupying the position? Why don't you find Gao Zhi earlier, you say, right?"

She talked to herself, laughing so hard that her flowers were trembling.

Ni Jiaren glanced at Fu Sichen who squatted on the carpet with her to tidy clothes, and really didn't understand what Yu Xinyu was talking about.

She won't have delusional disorder, will she?

Fu Sichen is obviously by her side, so could it be that there are two Fu Sichens in the world?

Ni Jiaren snorted coldly, "If you are sick, I suggest you see a doctor."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone.

Yu Xinyu was so angry that she dared to hang up her phone?How dare you hang up her phone so casually without looking at who you are!
However, looking at the closed door in front of him, the joy immediately dilutes the anger.

Ni Jiaren was just dying. Anyway, she and Fu Sichen were going to have a husband and wife tonight. Let's see how Ni Jiaren came to her crying and begging her.

Holding the phone, Ni Jiaren was a little puzzled, and asked cryptically, "Fu Sichen..."

"Huh?" There was a lazy voice in a casual voice.

He took off his suit jacket and only wore a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up above his arms. He looked casual and didn't look like he was about to go out.

She still couldn't help asking, "Are you... going out tonight?"

"Ok?"

Fu Sichen raised his eyes, "There is no entertainment in the company."

In other words, there is no need to go out at night.

Ni Jiaren was slightly surprised that Yu Xinyu declared war so confidently, saying that Fu Sichen opened a room to wait for her, so...was he being used or deceived?

"what happened?"

"Yu Xinyu said, you're waiting for her at the hotel..." Ni Jiaren's voice became softer and softer. It was a little hard for her to say this kind of thing from a third-person mouth, but she should admire her courage.

Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did she call you?"

"Ah."

Fu Sichen didn't answer, but just hooked his lips and shook his head.

He aroused Ni Jiaren's interest even more without saying a word, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Fu Sichen said subconsciously, seeing her disappointed eyes, he added, "I'll find out tomorrow."

Ni Jiaren opened her mouth to ask, but she was afraid that he would be annoyed, so she finally shut up and nodded.

Yu Xinyu stood at the door of the room, took a mirror to adjust her makeup, adjusted the arc of her smile that she thought was the most beautiful, then slowly raised her hand, and gently knocked on the door three times.

She stood sideways, revealing the slit of her black dress, which happened to be facing the door.

"Click." The door opened.

"Brother Sichen..."

Seeing the people in the room, Yu Xinyu's face changed suddenly, "You are..."

Standing in the room, several big-name directors in the entertainment circle were all men sitting together. The documents spread out on the table should be scripts, and they were discussing enthusiastically.

Hearing her voice, everyone also shifted their gazes.

"Miss Yu?"

Some directors who have worked with her were also surprised when they saw her. That incomparably coquettish posture was not the arrogant Yu Xinyu they knew.

"Ah!" Yu Xinyu exclaimed, and then reacted belatedly, retracting her exposed thighs.

"You...you..." Where's Brother Sichen?How could there be a group of directors here?

"Kacha. Kacha..."

The sound of the shutter kept ringing, and a few hurried footsteps instantly diverted everyone's attention. The reporters rushed forward and handed the microphone to the director and Yu Xinyu.

"Miss Yu, did you have a date with the director when you came to the director's room late at night?"

"Miss Yu, do you want to get the heroine in the New Year film?"

"Director, do you have an appointment with Ms. Yu? Did you intend to let Ms. Yu play the role, or did Ms. Yu find it herself?"

"Is there an inside story about the casting of this New Year's film?"

The reporter's questioning was bold and straightforward.

"No, it's not..." Yu Xinyu wanted to deny it, but she didn't dare to raise her voice, her low voice was instantly drowned out by the voices of others.

The director at the door blushed and scolded angrily, "What's the inside story? Why don't I know what the inside story is? We have so many directors gathered to discuss the film, who knew that someone would come out suddenly!"

"Then Miss Yu came here by herself? Miss Yu had a hot fight with Mr. Fu some time ago, and she even went to find the director herself. Does Mr. Fu not mind? Isn't the rumor about Mr. Fu not true?"

(End of this chapter)