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Chapter 73 "Enjoy..."

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next second.

A chuckle fell into Fu Zhi's ear, and he kissed Fu Zhi's lips lightly.

"child."

"I'm hungry, do you want to—"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhi quickly shook his head, and stepped back vigilantly.

Duan Zheng patted her on the head, "Come on, can I take you out for dinner?"

"it is good!"

Fu Zhi went back to the bedroom and changed into a white sweater and black jeans.

With a small strawberry bag, it looks no different from a high school student.

Duan Zheng reached out and rubbed her little head, "Fu Jiujiu, it seems—"

"The age gap between us is getting bigger and bigger."

Fu Zhi nodded: "The gap between the two of us is quite big."

"You don't have to say that, if you are two years older than me, I can call you little uncle."

Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, "Okay."

"This is to play—"

"Role play, huh?"

Fu Zhi: "..."

I do not have!
The man paused for a while and said, "That's okay."

"only--"

"I don't want to be a father so early, and I want to enjoy it for a few more years."

"Roleplaying is somewhat dangerous."

Fu Zhi: "..."

She dropped the small bag, "No more!"

"I'm starving to death!"

Duan Zheng embraced Fu Zhi's waist with one hand, and directly picked her up from the sofa.

It's like... hugging a baby.

Fu Zhi patted him on the shoulder, "You...you put me down!"

Duan Zheng: "It's faster to walk this way!"

Fu Zhi pursed her lips, and buried her small face in Duan Zheng's neck.

Just like that, he was carried out by the man.

Downstairs in the restaurant.

Fu Zhi ate the pasta obediently, and Duan Zheng put the juice in front of Fu Zhi.

"Eat slowly, don't worry."

Fu Zhi glanced at him, "When will you go back, why don't you go back?"

"Your little broken company is going bankrupt."

Duan Zheng laughed angrily, "Don't be angry with me, it won't work, huh?"

Fu Zhi smiled "hehe", "I'm sorry, I hold grudges!"

Duan Zheng: "..."

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The two of them played in Linshi for two days before returning to Beicheng.

Once home, Fu Zhi dragged Duan Zheng to the supermarket to buy something delicious.

Before Duan Zheng could change out of his suit, he pushed the shopping cart and followed Fu Zhi.

The little girl was very serious about picking the ingredients, and she didn't notice the man's gaze on her at all.

Fu Zhi asked softly, "Do you want to eat beef brisket with tomato?"

Duan Zheng hummed lightly: "It's all good."

As long as you do it, it's fine.

Fu Zhi tilted her head slightly, "Don't tell me it's fine, can you be a little bit more assertive, and finally make you a delicious meal, you can just tell me?"

Duan Zheng: "..."

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her nose, feeling that Fu Zhi was not in a good mood today.

Duan Zheng said again: "Tomato beef brisket, sauced beef, sweet and sour pork tenderloin."

He thought for a while, "No more!"

Fu Zhi hummed lightly, and went to pick the beef.

...

Back to the villa.

Fu Zhi changed into her clothes, put on her apron, and went to the kitchen to cook.

Duan Zheng was leaning against the kitchen, gnawing on an apple.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"I feel like you don't love me anymore."

Fu Zhi slightly opened her eyelids, glanced at him, and responded lightly, "You just know?"

Duan Zheng: "..."

Duan Zheng took a bite of the apple, coughed lightly, and couldn't help but said, "Can you be nicer to me?"

Fu Zhi exhaled sullenly, "Be nicer to you?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhi couldn't help turning up the volume.

"What a fart!"

"Is it easy for me to be on the top trending search? It turned out to be because of the hickey!"

Duan Zheng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, innocently: "Isn't this in a hurry to catch a plane..."

Fu Zhi looked over with a cold look.

Duan Zheng immediately faltered: "I was wrong."

The speed of the apology was crisp.

Without any hesitation.

Fu Zhi didn't bother to talk to him, "Go out, stay away from me, I'm annoying you to death."

"..."

Considering that Fu Zhi was on the verge of blowing up his hair, Duan Zheng obediently went to tidy up the cloakroom.

Whenever Fu Zhi is in a bad mood, she loves the clothes in the cloakroom.

Duan Zheng asked people to remove the hot search on Weibo, after all, he was an amateur, and he didn't want Fu Zhi to appear in everyone's sight.

Netizens are still concerned about the recent situation of Fu Zhi, the little wife of the president of the group.

It's just that what a large number of CP fans didn't expect was that Fu Zhi would be on the hot search because of the hickey.

Even if the trending search is withdrawn, there are still many people in their super chat.

They all said they wanted to see what Fu Zhi and Duan Zheng looked like when they were young.

Fu Zhi directly threw on the two Q version of the characters.

Netizens shouted: The little wife is deceiving people's feelings!
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The next day.

As the big boss of the group, Duan Zheng still has a lot of things to deal with.

Seeing that Fu Zhi was sleeping soundly, he didn't intend to wake her up.

When Fu Zhi woke up, the sky was bright.

She looked at the note left on the bedside table:
"Fu Jiujiu, breakfast is ready, you have to remember to eat it, don't forget."

Fu Zhi hummed and stuffed the note in the drawer.

Only then did I realize that there were more and more notes in the drawer, too many to fit.

Fu Zhi changed her clothes and cleaned their room briefly.

downstairs.

Duan Zheng made breakfast, and Fu Zhi went to the study after eating breakfast.

The design of the whole study is simple and grand.

A row of bookshelves were full of books that Fu Zhi could not understand.

In the bottom row, there are several iron boxes of different sizes.

Fu Zhi sat on the carpet, thinking of freeing up a small iron box, which could just hold Duan Zheng's note.

She took a small iron box.

Just opened the small box, there is a yellowed paper inside.

"That was the first time I saw you."

"The light blue school uniform, the 12-year-old girl left a deep impression on me."

Fu Zhi's heart skipped a beat, her hand trembled slightly as she held the letter paper.

She didn't want to pry into Duan Zheng's privacy at first, but he could hide it, why...why, put it here.

Fu Zhi saw the bracelet under the letter paper, and that bracelet was his unsent gift.

She thought it was given to her, and she waited for a long time until the year was over, but the necklace was still not given to her.

She thought... really she thought.

Fu Zhi saw another diary.

It has been a long time, and the paper has turned yellow, but the writing on it is still very clear.

"Can you just look back at me?"

"I'm really no worse than anyone else, I... I can also learn for you..."

"Crush."

"Can I have a crush on you?"

"20xx is my No. 14 time to see her."

"The little girl is hurt."

"There was a long gash in the hand."

"..."

Fu Zhi's heart seemed to be tightly squeezed by two hands, she read page by page.

20xx September school season.

"There is no hopeful future here."

"I hope she will live a long life, be free from disasters, stay true to herself, and be positive."

On the yellowed paper, a tear fell on it and wet the word "she".

Fu Zhi closed the diary and put it back in place.

Holding the bookshelf with her little hands, she got up from the carpet and left the study...

(End of this chapter)