President Fu's new wife

Chapter 138 The Grand Wedding Is Considerate and Pampering (1)
Some people still knew about the news, and these noble ladies stopped talking only after she came. In fact, she had talked with Yukimi before she came, and Yukimi was also taken aback.

Fu Zhi and the others were too busy at the wedding scene to think about the love between their children.

Zhuo Liang was also there, looking at Fu Zhi's devotion when listening to the designer's opinion, but lowered his eyes, thinking about whether the news had a negative impact on their husband and wife.

It still rained heavily the night before the wedding.

Standing at the window of her room, looking at the pouring rain outside, she couldn't help feeling depressed.

Is this rain a reminder of something?
Wasn't this wedding supposed to happen?
Thinking of how calm and firm he was when he told the elders to start preparing for the wedding, thinking of those eyes when he looked at him, indifferent, deep, gentle, and mocking, he seemed to have given her too many emotions.

When the door was knocked, she turned around and saw Zhuo Liang opened the door and came in: "What is the bride thinking?"

Zhuo Xing lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, then turned his head and looked out the window.

The rain hit the glass screen mercilessly, as if it wanted to rush in.

Those dark, invisible corners are like ice holes that make people panic.

Zhuo Liang walked over and stood there with her: "I'm going to be a bride tomorrow, is it really appropriate to be in such a bad mood?"

"How did you feel when you escaped from marriage?" Zhuo Xing suddenly thought of her dear brother who escaped from marriage, and asked curiously.

Zhuo Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "It's very exciting!"

He raised his deep black eyes and stared at Zhuo Xing's melancholy face: "You don't regret it, do you?"

She lowered her head again, deeply lowered, feeling that her heart was suffering slices of pain from being cut by a knife.

"The rain is so heavy, maybe I don't need to regret it at all!" The roads in the whole city will be flooded tomorrow, and there will be no time for anything.

"You two's wedding, you can just treat it as a job that requires cooperation, so that there is no burden." Zhuo Liang knew that this was not very responsible, but it seemed that this was the only way she would not be too entangled.

"That's what you said!" she whispered, the corners of her mouth slightly drawn into a straight line.

Want to laugh, so difficult.

"Do you want me to call him?" Zhuo Liang said as he took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Don't do it!" Zhuo Xing raised his eyes to look at him, and refused in a panic.

Zhuo Liang laughed: "Fool, he probably didn't have a good time these two days. He personally supervised your wedding scene and took care of many details in person."

Zhuo Xing didn't speak again, he raised his hand and gently hugged her shoulder: "He is too serious to you, from the beginning to the present, think about it, is he serious every time?"

"As long as a female companion is needed, there will never be a second woman other than you. As long as it is about the two of you, he will definitely cover everything?"

"This rain may last all night, but it will definitely stop before tomorrow morning. When the sun rises, it will be another beautiful day."

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Zhuo Liang actually didn't have much clarity in his heart, but seeing Zhuo Xing's mood so low, he really couldn't bear to make her sad.

She suddenly laughed: "It's hard for you to try so hard to enlighten me, but can you tell me, is there a woman hiding in your heart?"

Zhuo Liang's bright eyes suddenly dimmed: "I think you are not entangled enough, continue to entangle your own problems!"

Pat her on the shoulder and walk away, refusing to answer a certain question.

After watching him leave, Zhuo Xing didn't feel entangled anymore, and couldn't help laughing.

Forget it, life is always going to be a little unsatisfactory.

I had agreed to this wedding a long time ago, so it would be pointless to go back on it now.

I went to bed, put on the mask and looked at the roof, listening to the sound of the rain outside, tomorrow is a big day, even if I don't agree with him, I can't let others see the joke.

But just when she wanted to sleep, Xingmei came to her again, but later she didn't know what Xingmei said, or because of her mother's nagging, she fell asleep very deeply.

When Xingmei found that she had fallen asleep, she was angry and helpless, and finally covered her with a blanket in distress before going out.

Her daughter is about to get married, and she is also very nervous these days. She only hopes that her daughter will have a harmonious relationship with her son-in-law in the future.

Fu Zhi was in the old house, and the family finally had a rest in the middle of the night. He stood in front of the big glass screen in the living room with a glass of red wine and looked at the heavy rain outside. In the dim light, it was impossible to see whether the expression on his face was joy or sadness. .

Fu Rou came down from the upstairs happily, and seeing him standing there alone, she involuntarily slowed down. For the first time, she felt sorry for this brother, and felt that his back was so lonely.

"Hey!"

She quietly stood behind him, and softly patted his shoulder to scare him.

He turned his eyes to look at her: "Aren't you sleeping so late?"

"Can't sleep, how about you? Is not seeing each other every day like three autumns?" Fu Rou asked him with a heartless smile.

He lowered his head and sneered: "You know quite a lot."

"I'm not a fool!" Fu Rou said.

He nodded, and Fu Rou became even more angry: "Hey, what do you mean? Is your sister a fool in your heart?"

He glanced at her again, and smiled lightly: "If only you were a fool!"

Fu Rou looked at the tiredness in his eyes, and suddenly became soft-hearted and quiet: "Fu Zhi, it's just a group photo, you know she has nothing else in mind, so it's fine?"

He looked at the wine in the glass and shook it lightly: "Don't meddle in your own business, kid!" His voice was very soft and temperless.

Fu Rou leaned on the glass screen, staring straight at his seemingly calm eyes: "No one else knows you, so can your twin sister not know what you're thinking?"

The dark deep pool looked at the girl in front of him: "Do you know what I'm thinking?" He asked in a low voice.

"You are a cheapskate, you know that she is ruthless to Li Yang."

"I really don't know!" He whispered, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The cold and silent living room was empty, but full of joy.

Fu Rou looked at Fu Zhi drinking in surprise: "You don't know?"

She thought that their husband and wife had already been lovers and concubines by this time.

"I'm not the roundworm in her stomach, how would I know what she's thinking?" He said a few more words, held the wine glass in his hand, and sighed deeply into the heavy rain outside.

Fu Rou's heart seemed to be put into a stone. Fu Zhi's calm and indifferent appearance seemed to be...

There was a little bit of red liquid left in the wine glass, shining dazzling colors under the dim light.

His tall figure stands in front of the glass screen like an iceberg of ten thousand years, his delicate outline is hazy due to the dark night, and his dark eyes are bottomless.

(End of this chapter)