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Chapter 36 "Well, I'm Not Qualified"

Fu Zhi broke free, lowered her brows and eyes, silently retracted her little hand, and handed over the car keys.

"A lifetime?" Fu Zhi pulled the corners of her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm not a child anymore!"

From this angle, Duan Zheng had a panoramic view of the little emotions on Fu Zhi's face.

He didn't know why the little girl had such a big prejudice against him.

He raised his leg to the side of the door and held the door frame with his big hand. He whispered: "Jiujiu..."

Fu Zhi raised her eyes and looked over, hummed lightly, and smiled reluctantly with the corners of her lips pulled.

At that moment, Duan Zheng's heart seemed to be pierced with a needle, and the silent pain spread wantonly in the bottom of his heart.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head, his big hand landed on her shoulder, and hugged her loosely.

For a moment, a scent of cedar wood lingered in her nostrils.

Light and clear, clean and pleasant smell.

Fu Zhi raised her eyes slightly, met his gaze, her eyelashes trembled slightly, "What are you doing?"

He leaned down slightly and looked at her level, and Fu Zhi clearly saw his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"Can I give my brother a hug?"

His clear voice was slightly lowered, and there was an unspeakable grievance.

There was light in those deep and seductive peach blossom eyes, looking at her with full expectation.

Fu Zhi compromised again, and reluctantly stretched out her little hand, "Hug it."

Duan Zheng took advantage of the situation and pressed her little head against his shoulder, pressing it tightly against his chest.

His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was seductive:

"Fu Jiujiu—"

"I'm not chasing you on a whim, it's a long-planned thought."

As soon as the voice fell, Duan Zheng also let go of his hand, raised his hand and flicked his forehead, "Go change your clothes and send you to work later."

Fu Zhi hummed lightly, full of thoughts, and went back to the room like this.

He changed into the preppy suit he picked out earlier.

The long maroon slightly curly hair was casually tied into a particularly soft and cute ball head, with a lazy beauty.

She carried her bag and walked out of the room. Duan Zheng just looked over, and the two looked at each other. Fu Zhi was slightly startled, and said softly, "I'm done."

Duan Zheng hummed softly, sized her up with great interest, and responded, "Mmm, it's pretty."

He took a step forward, put his arms around Fu Zhi's shoulders loosely and went out, sending her to the studio.

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Dedicated to the group, the president's office.

Duan Zheng took out the same breakfast from the insulated box and put it on the table.

Seeing such a sumptuous breakfast, he finally couldn't help taking out his phone to take a photo, and accidentally posted it on Moments.

Then, he threw the phone aside and enjoyed his breakfast quietly.

There are steamed buns, sticky millet porridge, side dishes, a bottle of milk, and cut fruits.

The corners of his lips slowly curled up, his brows and eyes were clean and gentle.

And at this moment, the mobile phone "tick" sounded, and a message popped up.

[Jiang Xiaoxu: Duangou, you are too insidious, grab my breakfast! ! 】

[Duan Zheng: Well, my kid made this for me, do you have an opinion? 】

[Duan Zheng: If you have any opinions, you have to hold them back. 】

In the next second, Duan Zheng turned on Jiang Xu's do-not-disturb mode.

As for what he replied, Duan Zheng didn't care at all, and didn't bother to care.

……

Duan Zheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the tall buildings in front of him.

Uncontrollably thinking of Fu Zhi's performance this morning.

He took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and found Qin Yan's WeChat.

Among them, Qin Yan and Fu Zhi had a better relationship than the two of them, and their status was second only to Fu Yuechen.

Fu Zhi knew that what Qin Yan wanted to study was law, and during that time he was chattering around Qin Yan.

Every time he saw this scene, his heart began to turn sour, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Taking her math grades as an excuse, he dragged her to do math problems every day.

Probably that period of time was the saddest day in Fu Zhi's life.

To say that they officially started the "cold war" and "quarrel", it should be the year when Fu Zhi was in the second semester of the third year of junior high school.

During that time, while Fu Zhi was preparing for the dance competition, he also had to make up for cultural lessons.

Her culture class is really not very good, and each of the brothers is responsible for the subjects they are good at.

Around Saturday, he found the pink and tender love letter from Fu Zhi's math paper.

Signed by - Fu Zhi.

The little girl's strokes are clear, and he has never seen her write a letter so seriously.

At that moment, his heart felt as if a pair of invisible hands were tearing at his heart wantonly, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He pinched Fu Zhi's wrist and asked, "Fu Zhi, let me ask you, are you here to study or to fall in love?"

Fu Zhi broke free from her wrist, her big watery eyes seemed to be filled with water mist.

He looked up at him with a small face, without any emotion on his childish face, and said softly: "I don't have one, even if I do, what does it have to do with you, what qualifications do you have to control me, and what capacity do you come here with?" Care about me?"

Duan Zheng's face darkened, his lips were straightened, and he said softly, "Well, I'm not qualified."

Later he chose to study abroad, and Fu Zhi also went to Qingbei University.

In the end, he still couldn't bear it, and asked Qin Yan to take care of Fu Zhi, a little idiot, so as not to be cheated.

Qin Yan always reported good news to him but not bad news, and he also thought that the little girl took good care of that dog.

After returning to China, she found out that Fu Zhi hadn't fallen in love with that dog in the past few years.

He went back to China to see her performance once. On the stage, her pale pink skirt fluttered like a shining star, dazzling.

After many years, those little thoughts hidden in my heart in my youth that I didn't dare let people pry into them seemed to break through all the confinement at this moment, and rushed to my heart again.

……

Duan Zheng put away his thoughts, looked down at the phone, and at this time, Qin Yan replied to him.

【Qin Yan: I know you want to settle accounts with me, but I didn't expect you to wait so long without coming to me. 】

Qin Yan directly sent him the location of a private club.

Duan Zheng signed the documents in his hand, and he directly rejected all the entertainment and activities today.

He put his suit jacket on his arm, hurried out of the company, and came to the private club.

When he came to the billiard hall on the third floor, Qin Yan was leaning on the pool table and talking on the phone.

Seeing Duan Zheng coming, he said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone, and then hung up.

Qin Yan threw him a bottle of ice water, "I thought you would get me here as soon as you returned to China?"

Duan Zheng took the ice water, hummed lightly, and did not speak.

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his hand to touch two billiard balls.

"Duan Zheng."

"Ok?"

Qin Yan said: "At your request, I will do my best to take care of Zhizhi—"

He paused for a while and said: "It's Zhi Zhi's idea to report good news but not bad news, it's the same for you and brother Shen."

(End of this chapter)