President Fu's new wife

Chapter 113 Habit Formation (5)
Fu Rou's eyes were suddenly filled with warmth, she nodded, and left without saying a word.

She doesn't want to make herself sad, but the person she loves doesn't love her, so she can't get into his heart, what should I do?
Especially yesterday, when she expressed her feelings to that man, that man actually fled away.

The second Miss Fu who has always been pretentious, although she is not considered alluring, is beautiful as a flower, a princess who is really held up in the sky, but was seriously injured twice by the same man.

She didn't know how much courage she had left to do something like that.

It was almost twelve o'clock when Zhuo Xing woke up, his whole body was sore and stiff.

A man sat huddled in the middle of the bed, rubbing his forehead with his hands, and resting his elbows on his knees.

The room seemed a bit dull, she groaned, feeling a splitting headache.

Rubbing his forehead for a while, he lowered his hands and looked up at the door. He probably went to the company at this time.

Her throat was dry and itchy, and she couldn't help coughing a few times.

The mobile phone broke the tranquility of the room. She turned her head to look at the name of the person that appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, lowered her eyes slightly, and then picked it up: "Hello?"

"This is the police station..."

Zhuo Xing got up from the bed, and quickly found clothes from the closet to change.

He took his hair out of his clothes and simply rolled it up. After washing his face, he ran downstairs in high heels.

He was watching TV and frowned slightly when he saw her hurrying downstairs.

She was also surprised when she saw him: "You didn't go to the company?"

"The company is fine—you want to go out?"

She passed by the sofa and picked up the bag she left here yesterday: "An Gu is at the police station, I'll go and take him out."

He frowned, his haste was actually for his ex-boyfriend.

She was even more frightened when she arrived at the police station. There was still blood on his forehead: "What's going on with you?"

An Gu glanced at her, with a bored expression on his face, probably because he felt ashamed to see her, after all, he did this for work, if she was, anyone would be interviewed with just a phone call.

And he was dragged out by the bodyguards, beat him up and called the police.

The police frowned when they saw her coming: "You journalists really have no quality at all, no wonder people call you paparazzi, you are like dogs sticking behind those big people all day long, and it is you who have a good temper. Good luck, you are unlucky to meet someone with a bad temper.”

Zhuo Xing glanced at the policeman, his cold face really made people indigestion, but she didn't argue with the policeman, she just paid the money and left the police station with him.

Looking at the wound on his forehead, she took out a tissue from her bag and raised her hand to wipe his forehead: "Why are you in such a mess? If you can't do the interview, you can think of other ways."

He glanced at her coldly, and frowned: "Do you think that other people are as capable as you and can interview whoever they want?"

Zhuo Xing's heart turned cold.

He turned his head before getting into the car: "Thank you for coming."

Zhuo Xing stood there watching him drive away until his car disappeared.

Seeing the paper towel with a little blood in his hand, he walked to the trash can and threw it away, then got in the car and left.

Between them, after all, it has reached the point where seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other.

Anyway, he has done his best.

She was driving on the way back, and on the way home, his car passed by her.

She turned her eyes, and saw the familiar car gradually going away from the rearview mirror, and the car slowly stopped beside her.

Suddenly I had a headache again.

Leaning in the seat and looking at an unknown direction outside the window, I was just so absent-minded.

Making him angry was the last thing on her mind.

After all, the car still started. When I got home, I packed myself carefully, and then drove directly to the old house.

He Yue muttered: "Didn't Xiaorou go to take wedding photos with you yesterday, did you contact me after you separated?"

Zhuo Xing held his daughter in his arms, slightly startled.

"Didn't she come back?" She asked worriedly, not daring to talk nonsense.

"I'm back, let's sleep again."

Zhuo Xing nodded, pondered for a while before saying: "They went drinking together last night, and then slept with us."

He Yue nodded reassuringly after hearing what she said, feeling that her daughter was acting strange recently.

I'm really afraid that she will fall in love with Zhuo Liang again. After all, Zhuo Liang's escape from marriage left a bad impression on her, and she doesn't want her daughter to follow that man because her daughter is her treasure.

Xiao Zhizhi watched his mother hugging his younger sister and wanted her mother to hug her, and watched his mother kicking her legs with open eyes.

He Yue felt the little guy kicking around on his body, so he lifted the little guy up: "Seeing that mom is anxious, aren't you?"

Zhuo Xing immediately exchanged hugs with He Yue: "Really? Do you know your mother now?" A little excited.

Looking at her son with eyes full of tenderness: "Baby, when will you call mother?"

It seems that I have been looking forward to that moment, when I wake up one day, the little guy is looking at her and calling her Mommy.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but warm my eyes.

"I see that your complexion is not very good. Did you play too late yesterday and didn't sleep well?"

He Yue asked, and Sister Zhang came out with a fruit plate, and she also saw that her face was very weakly red: "Ah, do you have a fever?"

He put down the fruit plate and touched her head: "It must be a fever, it's so hot."

He Yue took the child from her arms, raised her hand to touch her forehead, and then sighed a little angrily: "You girl, you don't even know you're sick? Go upstairs and rest."

"I'm fine!" Zhuo Xing said with a smile, feeling like he couldn't open his eyes.

"Even if you are fine, do you want my grandchildren to be infected by you?" He Yue said again.

"Yes, young mistress, go upstairs and rest."

"Sister Zhang is going to call the doctor and ask him to come and see at home."

"Yes!" Sister Zhang went to call immediately, Zhuo Xing had no choice but to go upstairs.

Fu Rou pressed her forehead with one hand and walked down, saw Zhuo Xing entered the room and followed curiously: "Xiao Xing, when did you come?"

Zhuo Xing looked at Fu Rou's haggard look: "Be a companion, and let the doctor show you later."

Then the two sisters sat on the bed with their legs crossed and chatted about their concerns. Fu Rou gave her advice: "That An Gu, he is obsessed with interests. I always feel that he is just using you. You should rarely meet him in the future and don't want to help. "

Zhuo Xing smiled wryly: "Yes, seeing each other is really better than seeing each other."

He lowered his head, lost his mind a little, thinking that when the car passed by him, he didn't even look at her, he must be angry that she went to see An Gu again.

(End of this chapter)