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Chapter 40 "You want my heart to die, don't you?"

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As the sun sets in the west and the afterglow of the setting sun, a large cloud of clouds falls on the glass window, smudged wantonly, looking gentle and beautiful.

Fu Zhi glanced at the time and was about to leave work when she received a call.

"Come out, I have something to talk to you about."

A not-so-gentle female voice came from the phone.

Fu Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she hung up the phone.

The two made an appointment at a nearby cafe, which was also quite close to her studio.

Fu Zhi pushed open the door, stepped on the small high heels and walked in slowly.

When she looked up, she saw a woman sitting not far away.

Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Fu Zhi's, and she looks very gentle sitting there.

Fu Zhi sat across from her, "Mrs. Gu, you are not busy, do you have time to come and see me?"

Lin Munuan's face darkened, "I'm your mother, why can't I come and see you?"

Fu Zhi pulled the corner of her lower lip lightly, "Mrs. Gu, don't you feel a little against your will when you say this?"

"If possible, I don't want to have anything to do with you in my life."

Lin Munuan's face became more and more gloomy, and he raised his hand and slapped her hard, Fu Zhi didn't even bother to hide.

Fu Zhi laughed lightly: "You have been wronged by Mr. Gu, and you will only take it out on me. What else would you do besides beating me, huh?"

Lin Munuan gritted her teeth, and threw a document in front of Fu Zhi, "I signed it, and I will never bother you again, otherwise..."

Fu Zhi hugged her shoulders with both hands, leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at her with interest, "What else?"

Lin Munuan: "Just—"

"Just run to find my brother, my father, or my little uncle?"

Fu Zhi chuckled lightly: "You only have this ability to threaten others."

Lin Munuan was slightly taken aback, she didn't know when Fu Zhi stopped listening to her.

Lin Munuan pushed the document over again, "Hurry up and sign it."

Fu Zhi took out the gloves from the bag and put them on, opened the file and glanced at it.

She couldn't help laughing, "You want to use this method to force me not to open a studio?"

"You seem to be dreaming!"

Fu Zhi slammed the document on the table, "I didn't expect that after all these years, your way of doing things hasn't changed at all!!"

Fu Zhi couldn't help reminding, "Mrs. Gu, after all these years, you are still heartless."

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Fu Zhi came out of the cafe, and as soon as she raised her eyes, someone grabbed her wrist and firmly pulled her into her arms.

Fu Zhi was slightly taken aback, smelling the faint but clear cedar woody fragrance from the man's body, a little bit of it could instantly reassure people.

Fu Zhi withdrew from his arms, "Why did you come here so early?"

Duan Zheng's complexion was not very good, Fu Zhi pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "I'm a little hungry, let's go, let's go home—"

Duan Zheng interrupted her, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on, how did you do it, huh?"

Fu Zhi smiled at him again, "Get in the car and talk, get in the car and talk, I'll talk to you carefully."

Fu Zhi pushed him into the car, Duan Zheng put his hands on the steering wheel, resting his head on the black seat, and looked sideways at the little girl in the co-pilot.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"You want to make me feel bad, don't you?"

Duan Zheng had helplessness and distress in his eyes, he leaned over to look at her little face.

The thumb and forefinger rested on her lower jaw and raised it gently.

The little face on the right side was already red and swollen, which looked particularly serious.

"Be patient."

"I'll take you home."

Fu Zhi shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm just a little whiter, that's why it's so obvious, it doesn't hurt much, don't tell my brother and them."

Duan Zheng said lightly: "Yes, good."

Fu Zhi put her little hands on her arms, leaned her little head against the car window, and watched the scenery outside the car window.

"Duan Zheng."

"Is Aunt Jing treating you very well?"

Duan Zheng was slightly startled, and then said: "She called me yesterday and scolded me, saying that if I can't catch up with my future girlfriend again, I will let Ji Lin come—"

"Chase you."

Fu Zhi couldn't help coughing lightly, "Then why do you keep staring at me?"

Duan Zheng looked up at her, "Because it's you, so there's no reason, you know?"

He paused inadvertently, and then said slowly: "What's more——"

"He has no chance. With me here, he will never try to get your attention in his life!"

Fu Zhi said helplessly, "Your little nephew is only in high school now!!"

Duan Zheng hummed lightly, "It's high school, too, don't forget, you're only twenty."

Fu Zhi said again, "I'm not interested, if it wasn't for your little nephew, I might—"

"What the hell, no way!!" Duan Zheng interrupted her.

Duan Zheng reached out and rubbed her little head, not gentle at all.

Fu Zhi glared at him, "Duan Zheng, can you be gentle with me?"

"okay."

Duan Zheng turned the steering wheel with one hand and responded perfunctorily.

After thinking about it, he added, "Brother also wants to be gentle, so don't get hurt again, okay?"

When Fu Zhi raised her eyes, she unexpectedly met his clean and warm eyes.

Her breathing was slightly stagnant, she nodded her head without hesitation, and responded, "I see."

The car went all the way unimpeded and returned to No. 21 Chuyu Bieyuan.

After getting out of the car, Fu Zhi remembered that there seemed to be no more ingredients at home.

"Duan Zheng."

"Ok?"

Duan Zheng folded his suit jacket twice, and put it on his arm casually.

"Let's go to the supermarket, the ingredients at home seem to be insufficient!"

She added in a low voice: "I can't sleep when I'm hungry, and I want to make delicious food if I can't sleep!!"

The little girl's twinkling fox eyes were slightly bent, and she looked like "you understand what I mean".

Duan Zheng hummed lightly: "But——"

"You still have bruises on your face, so it's not suitable to go out. I'll send my assistant to deliver it. Don't worry about it. You won't be hungry if I'm with you. Let's go upstairs."

The next second, Duan Zheng's big hand patted Fu Zhi's shoulder, hugged it loosely, and went upstairs.

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Back home, Fu Zhi was directly pushed down on the sofa by Duan Zheng.

While reducing the swelling on Fu Zhi's face, he called his assistant and asked him to come over and deliver the ingredients and a bunch of snacks.

"Sparse ribs, beef brisket, lamb chops, tomato, Pipi shrimp, eggplant, potato."

He glanced at Fu Zhi, and asked softly, "Do you want anything else?"

Fu Zhi shook her head, "No, no need."

Duan Zheng hummed lightly, and said a few more words to Duan Zheng on the other end of the phone, asking him to buy a bunch of snacks.

The phone hung up, and the assistant froze in place.

... No, he seemed to vaguely hear a girl's voice just now.

Still bought the ingredients as quickly as possible, and delivered them to the place designated by Duan Zheng.

- ding dong

The doorbell rang, and seeing that Duan Zheng was still busy in the kitchen, Fu Zhi got up and opened the door.

The person who came was a man in a suit and leather shoes wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who looked very refined.

"Hello, are you looking for... Duan Zheng?" Fu Zhi said softly.

Chen Qiming responded: "Yes."

Fu Zhi called inside: "Duan Zheng, someone is looking for you, come here..."

(End of this chapter)