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Chapter 37 "Fu Jiujiu, you want to marry me so much?"

After the words fell, Duan Zheng was silent for a long time, and finally unscrewed the bottle of ice water, and took two sips.

After a while, he slowly asked, "Is there anything else Brother Shen and I don't know?"

Liang Yan leaned against the table, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "That's quite a lot, where do you want to start? I still need to ask Zhi Zhi for advice..."

Duan Zheng glanced at him lightly, and put the ice water aside.

"Ask for her opinion?" Duan Zheng said, "Are you trying to harm me?"

Liang Yan couldn't help laughing, his shoulders trembled, and he hooked his lips, "I never thought that I would see you chasing someone so hard in my lifetime, and you still can't..."

Duan Zheng: "..."

Duan Zheng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "Why, it's not okay, my child is a bit difficult to chase, huh?"

Liang Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, "Hard to chase?"

"Others are not as hard to chase as you. They send her gifts and love letters to accompany her to the racecourse..."

Liang Yan glanced at his face, suppressed a smile, and then continued: "By the way, if you don't come back, I would like to introduce such a cute little girl to my younger brother. He doesn't have your stink... "

Duan Zheng glanced at him again, and said in a low voice, "Liang Zhuo doesn't like the type of chirping!"

"..."

Liang Yan smiled, noncommittal.

—

The sun is slanting to the west, and the sunset is scattered by the wind, falling on the floor-to-ceiling glass, full of brilliance.

Fu Zhi stretched her waist, finalized the match between Chengcheng and Pei Yanli in a while, and then packed up and got off work.

And at this moment, the phone rang with a "tick", and a message popped up.

[Duan Zheng: I'll send someone to pick you up later, I'm here with your brother Liang Yan, I have something to say. 】

Fu Zhi's heart skipped a beat, she pursed her lower lip lightly, and replied to his WeChat.

Immediately, she pulled on her suit jacket, hailed a taxi and went to Liang Yan's private club.

Fu Zhi trotted all the way up to the third floor.

There were four or five men on the third floor, and she didn't know any of them except Liang Yan and Duan Zheng.

Fu Zhi couldn't help scratching her little head, "Brother Liang Yan, I have something to ask you."

Liang Yan hummed lightly, glanced at Duan Zheng who was not looking well, and said softly, "Your child is not looking for you..."

Duan Zheng pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly and glanced at Fu Zhi who was standing at the stairs.

It just so happened that Fu Zhi also looked over and bumped into his deep and clean eyes.

There was no wave in those beautiful eyes, as if there was no emotion, and there seemed to be a sense of scrutiny, and I don't know if she was thinking too much.

Liang Yan walked to her side and yelled several times before Fu Zhi came back to his senses.

She took out two USB flash drives from her pocket and handed them over, and said softly, "This is a restored surveillance video. I don't know if it can be used as evidence."

Liang Yan put the U disk away carefully, "I didn't tell Duan Zheng, you should tell them about this."

Fu Zhi curled her lips, "I don't want to say, if my brother finds out, he..."

Hearing this, when Liang Yan knew what she wanted to say, he quickly waved his hand to interrupt her.

"Zhizhi!"

"what?"

"Furthermore, your future husband's jealousy will be overturned..."

Fu Zhi pursed her lips, said oh, she raised her eyes to look at Liang Yan, but hesitated to speak.

Liang Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhi tugged at the corner of his clothes, as if mustering up a lot of courage, he asked, "Brother Liang Yan, do you know why Duan Zheng returned to China early, why did he..."

Liang Yan tried his best to hold back his laughter, "You have to ask your future husband about this, why do you want to..."

"Chase you."

His voice fell slowly in his ears, and his big hand patted her shoulder lightly.

—

Along the way, two people have their own concerns.

Duan Zheng was steering the steering wheel with one hand, his gaze was always directly in front of him.

Fu Zhi lowered her head slightly, leaned against the side of the car, and looked at her phone.

On the hot search list, the name "Duan Zheng, President of Qingzhi Group" appeared again.

With a slight movement of her fingertips, she accidentally clicked in.

The next second, a low and clear voice came from the phone.

Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and rubbed her little head.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"I'm here, why are you still watching interviews?"

Fu Zhi quickly turned off the phone, put it on her knees, and said in a small voice: "No...I made a mistake, I didn't want to..."

Suddenly, a wanton and lazy laughter came from her ears.

Fu Zhi looked over with cold eyes, Duan Zheng's raised lip corners were slowly straightened again, and he tried his best to hold back his laughter.

Fu Zhi glanced at him, and asked, "Why did you come to brother Liang Yan?"

Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, resting his head on the black seat, and turned his head slightly to look at the little girl sitting in the co-pilot with gentle eyes.

He whispered: "Fu Jiujiu, why are you jealous with a man, huh?"

"..."

Fu Zhi explained: "I'll just ask, I don't mean anything else, so don't talk nonsense."

Duan Zheng hummed lightly, "Understood."

Fu Zhi: "..."

—

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, a black Mercedes drove into No. 21 Chuyu Bieyuan at a constant speed.

After getting out of the car, Duan Zheng put his suit jacket on Fu Zhi's body, wrapped his big hands loosely through the jacket, and led her upstairs.

In the elevator room, the faint fruity aroma of strawberry and peach is intertwined with the crisp woody aroma of cedar.

That kind of feeling is that no matter how much you pull, you can't pull it apart, and no matter how you pull, you can't stop pulling.

The two flavors are intertwined with each other, and the feeling of sweetness and sweetness is unforgettable.

Fu Zhi stood in the corner, tilted her head, and looked at the man beside her.

Duan Zheng's eyes slightly lowered to meet the little girl's gaze, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm so good-looking, I let you look at it for so long, huh?"

Fu Zhi nodded her head, "It's pretty."

The little girl's eyes were clean and pure, without any affection between men and women.

Duan Zheng raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, a helpless smile appeared on his lips.

The next second, the elevator door opened. Duan Zheng rubbed her little head lightly, pulled her by the wrist and led her out of the elevator room.

Fu Zhi broke free, Duan Zheng paused slightly, and looked down.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"Ok?"

"You little bastard is too heartless!"

Fu Zhi was slightly taken aback, looked up at him with her small face up, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and instantly frowned: "Why are you scolding me, you are still scolding me, little bastard, my brother has never scolded me, we are not married yet, you At once……"

Duan Zheng leaned over slightly, his jawline was handsome and charming, his nose bridge was straight, and his skin was fair. The distance between the two of them was very close, and she could clearly see a faint smile on his lips.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"Is that why you want to marry me?"

His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was provocative, each word slowly falling into her ears.

next second.

He stretched out his hand to cover the little girl's mouth, and then chuckled, "Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Fu Zhi: "Well...I...I, then..."

(End of this chapter)