President Fu's new wife

Chapter 168 Waiting for Me to Hug You (5)
He nodded, then got up and walked to the desk, saw the agreement on the table, then opened the drawer, and took out the one in the drawer.

He didn't sit down, but stood tall and straight at the table, holding the two agreements with his slender fingers, looking at the items that Party A and Party B must abide by, and now, they are still Party A and Party B, but he I don't want her to be worried about their marriage because of this agreement.

"Mom, I'll go back to dinner with Fu Zhi tonight." She said softly, then couldn't help but look up at the desk.

He also looked up at her, just watching her put the agreement together, tearing it into shreds one by one.

She looked at him in surprise, her eyes widened, and he lowered his eyes and threw the paper into the trash can next to him.

Just like that, their agreement was gone.

He stood there looking at her, his dark eagle eyes full of gentle strength.

She couldn't help standing up: "Fu Zhi!" The voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

But he could understand the shape of her mouth, and smiled: "The agreement is void, Mrs. Fu."

Her eyes couldn't help being a little heavy. When tears fell down her face like pearls one by one, she blinked, and then smiled.

He laughed too, walked up to her, and gently pulled her into his arms.

Without another explanation, she leaned against his chest.

Today, he touched her again.

"You said earlier that it was going to be voided, so I'll just throw it away, and let me come here." She said, but she went to the apartment to get it on purpose.

"It makes sense, but if that's the case, how can you see your husband?"

"My husband has seen it, but there is still one thing that hasn't been resolved!" She was a little frustrated, and she had a headache when talking about that great writer.

"What else is there?" He asked, staring at her frustrated little face.

"Do you know a female writer named Chujian? I heard from Zhou Yuanyuan that she was once the wife of a young man in the city, and she moved to other places after divorce."

He said that he didn't know when he first met him, and he never read female writers, but when it came to the ex-wife of a certain young man who was a writer, he had a little impression: "What's her real name?"

"Huang Qiuzhen!" She knew this.

"I really know this person, but she is not only the ex-wife of a certain young lady, she was also your husband's classmate. What do you want her for?" He asked curiously.

"What else can I do with her? Of course it's an interview, but it's much easier if you are classmates. We had made an appointment to meet at the gate of the Writers' Association yesterday, but I stood there for more than an hour in the morning. He didn't show up, and later he didn't answer the phone calls, and he didn't reply to the WeChat messages, and the whole thing disappeared."

She couldn't help complaining again, she was really sad when she talked about it, she felt that her skin was going to be sunburned, but he was silent.

"You made an appointment and suddenly there is no news from her?" He glanced at her, his deep black eyes lowered slightly: "You try calling her again now."

After hearing this, Zhuo Xing hurriedly used her mobile phone to make a call, but this time it was connected. She looked at the man in front of her in surprise: "It's connected!"

Chujian returned to the rented apartment and answered the phone: "Hello?"

Just as Xiaoxing was about to speak, he took the phone over: "Huang Qiuzhen? I'm Fu Zhi. I'll visit you now when I'm free?"

Of course, Huang Qiuzhen reported his address immediately, and had long wanted to meet this old classmate.

After he hung up the phone, he took the bag for her: "let's go and find her."

Xiao Xing looked at her like a fool in surprise: "Did she agree?"

"There's nothing your husband can't do."

Then he took her hand and followed her out of the office.

"President, there are a few more cooperation talks this afternoon..."

"Give it all to Yan Lian!"

With a cold command, he had already walked a long way with her.

The little secretary frowned resentfully: "Hey, this is important and that is important. In fact, the wife is the most important."

The two drove to her rented apartment, and couldn't help but smile at each other: "So we're still neighbors!"

"She lives here?" Zhuo Xing asked in surprise, but he didn't say anything on the way.

"Yeah, you two are really destined!" He couldn't help sighing, his voice was not high, but it was enough to surprise her.

She came here today, and it turned out to be like this.

Chujian just finished taking a shower and changed clothes, immediately wiped a lipstick in front of the vanity mirror in the bathroom, and went to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fu Zhi: "Boss Fu, I'm more attractive after not seeing you for a few years."

"Hmph, no matter how attractive you are, it doesn't fascinate you?" Fu Zhi whispered, looking inside involuntarily.

"Come in, let's talk!" Chu Jian immediately led him inside, but when he turned around, he saw another person behind Fu Zhi.

"Who is this?" I couldn't help but feel a little blocked when I saw it for the first time.

"My wife, Zhuo Xing!"

He introduced, Zhuo Xing nodded: "I finally found you, great writer."

"Are you the reporter from the newspaper?" Because the voice sounded the same over the phone.

"Exactly!" Xiao Xing said in a low voice.

The eyeballs almost popped out when I first saw it, I looked at Fu Zhi, then at Zhuo Xing, and after a while I came back to my senses: "You two, please sit inside!"

After brewing two cups of coffee, he said, "If you had said that she was Fu Zhi's wife, I wouldn't dare not meet you even if I were killed."

When I first saw it, I said that a heartless female man is a little selfish, but she doesn't understand right and wrong.

"In addition to being his wife, I'm also a reporter. Of course I can't interview you in that capacity when I'm working." Xiao Xing continued without any temper.

Fu Zhi took a sip of the coffee, then frowned, and put the coffee on the coffee table again.

"You are dedicated, but you have caused me a lot of trouble. Why don't your husband think that I am deliberately making things difficult for you?" Chu Jian continued, with a slightly serious face.

"No, he's not that kind of person!" Xiao Xing raised his hand and gently tugged at his cuff.

He glanced at her before speaking: "Who said I can't?"

He didn't give his wife any face at all, Xiao Xing looked at him disappointedly, a little embarrassing.

When I first saw Fu Zhi looking at Zhuo Xing, the eyes were so deep and energetic, I couldn't help lowering my eyes and said in a low voice: "I was having a meeting with the Writers Association this morning, but suddenly I couldn't talk, and then my old classmate called me to make an appointment. After drinking a cup of coffee, I forgot about you, and I was also careless, so don't be angry."

Xiao Xing shook his head, smiled and said, "It's okay."

"Later, the phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power. It wasn't long after I came back. It wasn't that the phone was laying down and charging in the bedroom." She explained what happened in the morning: "Then should we talk about business or private matters first?" smiled.

(End of this chapter)