fall in love

Chapter 108 Lingge × Fu Zezhou (23)

"Thank you," Linge gently responded to the praise. The afternoon sun is not too strong, but it will still make people feel hot after a long time in the sun. At this moment, Lin Yanan picked up another topic and said: "Miss Ling Why don't you go and sit inside to avoid getting panicked by the sun?"

Hearing this, Lingge glanced at the open hall. The guests have arrived one after another, and they are exchanging greetings. Lingge didn't want to go there and say hello with a smile on his face, so he simply waved his hand to reject Lin Yanan's kindness. The suggestion said: "No, I want to stay outside for a while."

Seeing that Linge didn't move, Lin Yan'an only made a gesture with the waiter who was tidying up, and the waiter quickly came over with a tray in his hand: "Hello, what would you like to drink?"

Lin Yan'an held up a glass of juice and handed it to Lingge with a calm demeanor, his tone was friendly and concerned, neither breaking the rules nor making people feel abrupt.

Lingge was just a little thirsty, and just about to pick it up, a hand with strong knuckles stretched out from behind, gently separating the distance between Lingge and Lin Yanan, and then naturally went to take the juice in Lin Yanan's hand, The voice was clear and light: "Don't bother Mr. Lin to care about my fiancee."

Lingge turned his head subconsciously, while Fu Zezhou was holding his pocket with one hand and the juice with the other, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Lin Yan'an raised his eyebrows. His good upbringing allowed him to wear a gentle mask from the very beginning, and he couldn't lose his bearing towards Fu Zezhou, so he just nodded lightly and said, "Why is Mr. Fu here?"

"Why, can you be invited to the wedding?" Fu Zezhou gently took Lingge's hand calmly, and then pulled Lingge to stand beside him, but his eyes kept looking at someone with a faint complexion. Lin Yanan: "Can't I be invited?"

Lin Yan'an said indifferently: "That's not true, I just feel that Mr. Fu is quite free."

"That's good," Fu Zezhou added slowly, as if he didn't have enough time, "I helped the groom get the land and buildings that even the Lin family couldn't handle. Isn't it normal to appear here?"

Sensing the smell of gunpowder between the two of them, Lingge heard what Fu Zezhou said just now, and held Fu Zezhou's hand tightly, but Fu Zezhou looked at her innocently: "I'm not wrong."

Ling Ge: "..." Childish.

She let go of Fu Zezhou's hand, turned around and walked into the hall, and when Fu Zezhou saw Lingge's figure gradually disappearing in the hall, he couldn't help but become expressionless: "Lin Yan'an, the one you played with now The routines are all played by the master before, and they don't work on Lingge's body."

Lin Yan'an smiled gracefully, without losing any momentum: "Really? But Mr. Fu seems to have left a bad impression on Ms. Ling."

"It's just an exchange between lovers." Fu Zezhou seemed to think of something, and gave a soft ah, and then he seemed to have a winning ticket, and he lazily said: "Boss Lin doesn't know yet, we It's about sleeping in the same room."

Lin Yanan glanced away, and said indifferently: "So what?"

Fu Zezhou's brows were narrow, and he slowly put the glass of fruit juice into the waiter's tray, then let out a low snort, as if laughing at Lin Yan'an's overreaching.

He waved his hands, his body was straight, his relaxed muscles were strong, Fu Zezhou took a few steps, and suddenly stopped, he turned his eyes, saw Lin Yanan staring at him coldly, Fu Zezhou made a mouthful type.

Lin Yan'an recognized it, and he was saying, you can't compete with me.

Lingge was arranged by Meng Ran at the table of the college classmates, and the rest of them greeted Lingge when they saw Lingge, and their words were full of surprises: "Lingge! I haven't seen you for a long time!"

It was their class monitor who spoke, who took good care of Lingge when he was in school.

Lingge said hello: "Hello, squad leader."

"Damn!" The squad leader waved his hand, then sat down beside Linge and said, "It's been so many years and I'm still called the squad leader, come on, come on, Meng Ran got married today, let's have a few more drinks."

Lingge's alcohol capacity has always been good, as long as there is no deep-water torpedo, she can usually handle it.

The wedding was so important that even the people who came to the wedding had presents on their tables.

Lingge glanced inside the gift box, which contained the latest mobile phones and small gifts. She raised her eyes and looked around. There were quite a few people who came, and they were all the latest models. What the monitor opened was a pair of cameras. .

The class monitor sighed while touching the shiny camera: "This camera was my favorite in college, but now it has been so long, I only miss it."

Lingge looked at the model of the camera. She didn't know much about it, and she didn't like to take pictures everywhere with the camera, but she felt a little melancholy when she saw the monitor's direct sigh, and she didn't insist on it. down hobby.

Even the ski resort that she liked to go to before has not been there because it has been under construction. Jiang Yan recommended many good or better ski resorts to her, but Lingge rejected them all. No matter how good it is, it is not what she wants. That's it.

The class monitor stopped suddenly with his hand holding the camera, and looked at Lingge seriously: "Have I not told you about my love story?"

Ling Ge and the class monitor also had a good time at school, knowing that the class monitor has a boyfriend who has been together since freshman year, if they are still together now, it will be seven years.

Ling Ge looked at the squad leader's expression that seemed to be thinking of someone but sad, and mentioned cautiously: "Well, seven years..."

"It's not him." The monitor said calmly, but her eyes were red. She looked at Lingge, and her tone slowed down unconsciously: "I thought we would go from the campus to the wedding dress step by step. , but I didn’t expect the news to come that he had cheated.”

Lingge thought of a word: "The seven-year itch?"

"No," the monitor shook his head, and lightly lifted his scars: "That girl was with him in the fourth year we were talking, and I only found out in the seventh year."

Linge's throat was dry, she opened her lips in vain, but she didn't know what to say, she just said: "How did you find out?"

The squad leader shrugged his shoulders and said quickly: "It's in the hotel near my home. I watched him and that girl come out. The girl was still hugging his arm and acting like a baby. It's ridiculous that I was still holding his arm. A bag of vegetables."

Lingge's brows drooped, she didn't want to hear about other people's bloody scars, she said: "Today is Meng Ran's wedding, a day of great joy, let's not talk about this kind of thing."

"It's okay, it's okay, my mother has already walked out!" The squad leader patted his chest, then blinked at Lingge and said, "I have also met a person who is very compatible with me."

Lingge smiled, and sincerely wished: "That's good, I wish you all the best."

If you can't always be happy every day, then everything will be fine.

Coincidentally, there was music playing at this time, colorful lights flickered non-stop, Meng Ran appeared at the beginning of the high platform, and the groom was waiting for her in the middle of the high platform.

They witnessed Meng Ran holding his father's arm and walking towards the bridegroom step by step firmly. The etiquette was solemn and sincere. Ling Ge followed the crowd and applauded for them.

After the wedding ceremony was over, Meng Ran and the groom changed into suits to toast the guests. When they walked to Ling Ge's table, Meng Ran saw Ling Ge who was still alone, and suddenly burst into tears. Gently wiped away her tears and said, "Why are you still crying? It's the wedding day."

"Among our group of good people, you are the one who is still wandering alone." Meng Ran raised his wine glass and touched Lingge, sniffed and said, "I saw you on the trending search a few days ago. When I saw the photo that was secretly taken, I couldn't help being happy for a while, and even wondered if you and Jiang Yan were really married."

Ling Ge drank a little wine, smiled and said, "No, Jiang Yan is not my type."

"Oh," Meng Ran said again, "I don't know if I can attend your wedding in my lifetime."

She remembered that when she was in college, Lingge also said persistently that she didn't want to get married, because getting married meant being tied up and starting a life that was very different from before.

"Talking about me, didn't you say you wouldn't get married at that time?" Lingge joked with a smile, making the atmosphere a little more relaxed: "Why haven't I seen you for so long, and you just found such a handsome..."

She originally wanted to talk about her boyfriend, but then she changed her mind and thought that he is not that kind of relationship anymore, so Linge said, "Groom officer?"

Meng Ran's face was instantly flushed, and she just said, "Don't talk about me, I'm a little shy."

"Hahaha," Lingge laughed a few times.

After waiting for Meng Ran to toast the next table of guests, she felt a little uncomfortable being bored in the noisy room for a long time, so she said hello to the monitor and said to go for a walk.

Lingge went back to the big lawn during the day, and it was windy at night, but Lingge didn't feel cold. Looking at the star river, she suddenly thought about whether Meng Ran said that she could attend her wedding in her lifetime.

Wedding, Lingge turned his eyes to look at the brightly lit lobby, a bit of longing for marriage suddenly appeared in his heart, but it was only a short time, and then dissipated like smoke.

It's not that she hasn't thought about it, it's just that for a freedom-loving person like her, the wedding seems less important.

Lingge lowered his eyes and took out his mobile phone to check the time, his waist was gently encircled, and then came a strong scent of rosin, with a soothing smell.The temple hair lightly brushed against her face, and the man hugged Lingge like a big dog.

Lingge lost his concentration, then raised his hand to touch Fu Zezhou's soft hair and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Zezhou snorted lightly, and muttered, "My fiancee didn't talk to me much today, I don't feel safe."

Lingge rubbed Fu Zezhou's cheek, and said helplessly, "Fu Zezhou, you are making trouble for no reason."

"I don't have one," Fu Zezhou rubbed Lingge's neck, and said excitedly as if he had discovered a new world, "Fiancee, you smell so good."

Lingge: "..."

She really didn't know which one was the real Fu Zezhou, the one who was cynical, the one who was like a child, and the one who was considerate, she didn't know how to find out.

Fu Zezhou's soft black hair rubbed against Lingge's white and tender neck, making Lingge feel itchy. She patted Fu Zezhou's head and said, "Get up."

"I don't want it." Fu Zezhou refused.

Lingge had no choice but to force him to get up. She could only let Fu Zezhou hold her like this. She stopped, but heard Fu Zezhou say: "Fiancee——"

Lingge quickly replied: "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to get married?" Fu Zezhou looked at the endless lawn and asked tentatively.

Lingge didn't know why several people were asking the same topic all night, and she replied in a low mood: "I don't want to."

Fu Zezhou asked, "Why?"

"No reason," Lingge was a little annoyed, and pulled Fu Zezhou's hand away to face him. She raised her eyes to meet Fu Zezhou's gaze, saw him pursing her lips, and asked aloud: "You don't want to be with me?" I'll get married."

Fu Zezhou hummed lightly.

However, the atmosphere between the two was unknowingly dissipating temperature. Lingge looked at Fu Zezhou and suddenly smiled, but the temperature in his tone suddenly became cold: "If you want to get married, I believe Mr. Fu has a lot There is no need to waste time on me alone."

The change in Lingge's attitude made Fu Zezhou a little confused. He frowned and said, "What are you resisting?"

The controlling Fu Zezhou is back again.

Lingge didn't want to stay here for a moment, but skipped the topic in a timely manner and said: "It's getting late, we should go back."

Fu Zezhou's eyes were gloomy, but he knew he couldn't be in a hurry, and planned to go back first before talking to Lingge.

Until he found an opportunity to have a good talk with Lingge, that is to return to China and meet Xu Simian, Wenci.

Just as Fu Zezhou was about to talk to Xu Simian about Xu Simian's company, Xu Simian gave him a glaring look. Only then did he realize the current relationship between Xu Simian and Wen Ciyi, so he raised his eyebrows with interest, thinking it was very interesting.

Wen Ci wanted to do team building, and Fu Zezhou also wanted to go, but was rejected by Lingge as soon as he opened his mouth, but Fu Zezhou had a lot of ideas, but his face was still cynical.

When Lingge brought Fu Zezhou back to his house, he heard Fu Zezhou speak from behind, saying with a strong purpose: "Why don't you let me go?"

"You are too noisy, I am worried that your mouth will say a lot of things that are not good for me." Lingge said lightly.

"Ah——" Fu Zezhou took a few steps to catch up with Lingge, and pressed Lingge's hand holding the key with his big palm, smiling maliciously: "Then how about my fiancee help me calm down?"

Lingge raised his eyelids: "How can I help?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a soft thing sticking to his lips, rubbing against her.

Fu Zezhou has always played this trick better than anyone else, and Lingge was convinced, so he took Fu Zezhou to the team building.

But Wen Ciyi was still a little surprised to see Fu Zezhou, pulled Lingge over and asked quietly: "Isn't he not going?"

"Who says I won't go?" Fu Zezhou opened his mouth and said, "Boss Wen doesn't welcome you?"

And Lingge just whispered in Wen Ciyi's ear: "He's messing around."

Warm word meaning: "..."

Then it was a matter of course. When the plane landed in California, Lingge flipped through the phone, and the screen indicated that there was a message coming in, it was from Jiang Yan.

When she opened the message, Jiang Yan pushed her an address, there is a branch of the hotel she often goes abroad in California.

Ling Ge looked at the lazy-eyed Fu Zezhou, and made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)