President Fu's new wife

Chapter 22
She almost couldn't react, but she just ran over after a moment of stagnation: "Drink!" It's natural to ask for something.

He sat on the sofa drinking water carelessly, she sat opposite him, took a sip and looked at him holding the glass of water: "Are you still awake so late?"

He looked at her faintly: "How can I sleep after you send so many messages?"

She piled up a guilty smile and gave him an apologetic smile: "I can't sleep either, although I'm sorry to ask you to help, but now we are also neighbors, the so-called distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, huh?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at the bedroom where the two were next to each other.

He pondered slightly, the floor lamp in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows lit up the entire window, but it couldn't illuminate the place where they were sitting, but he saw a girl with shoulder-length hair and sexy pajamas.

"It's true that he doesn't even fight any lawsuits. What's the matter with your newspaper?" He suddenly communicated with her patiently.

She hated talking about these intrigues the most, but she still told him the whole story.

"There's a ball game at three o'clock. You watch it with me, and I'll help you convince him."

He said his request lightly, as if it was a very simple request.

But she couldn't keep her eyes open.

"Huh? Are you still watching the football game so late?" She was taken aback for a moment, then looked up, unable to see his face clearly.

He smiled lightly: "Go and turn on the TV, and sit down!"

She obediently turned on the TV and tuned to the sports channel, then sat beside him and continued to breathe heavily.

Obviously, it only takes one phone call and one sentence.

Apparently Zhuo Xing was lucky again. She had bad eyesight when watching the game with her. Her eyelids closed several times while watching the game in the middle of the night. It was obvious that the distance was only a few meters away, but she had already watched it on such a big TV screen. unclear.

And he seemed to be in good spirits.

Zhuo Xing looked up, in the dark room, the two people felt differently on the expensive leather sofa, and then she dozed off so much that she fell asleep.

He folded his hands and kept his eyes on the TV screen, thinking about how long it would take for the game to end. There was basically no suspense about which team would win, until his shoulders were heavy.

He knew it was like this, turned his head slightly, and looked at the sleeping woman leaning against his shoulder defenselessly.

Besides Fu Rou, she was the first woman who fell asleep on his shoulder at such a late hour.

In the past, he also wanted Ling Yue to watch with him, and the two of them stayed together on the court until very late, but every time it was approaching the kick-off time, the woman couldn't bear to find an excuse to leave first.

She didn't even have it, although it was because she had something to ask for.

He continued to watch the ball in that posture, as long as he was by his side, so what if he didn't watch it?

Just be around.

At dawn, the two of them slept on the sofa in an indecent position, with her head in his arms and his head behind her.

The fabric was very soft, and he slept deeply, and the TV screen was blank.

There is a kind of companionship, not really to accompany one thing, but to have your company in this matter.

Sometimes it doesn't matter whether you understand or not, what matters is whether you are willing to be by your side.

When you need someone by your side at that moment, but you are not there, how can this love go far?
Until dawn, Sister Zhang went to cook breakfast without disturbing them. When they woke up, both of them were very stiff. It is conceivable that this posture is not very comfortable.

The two gradually opened their eyes, and she saw that he was in the white vest, and he got up slowly, and she got up quickly with that ambiguous posture.

His face was already red, but now it was even redder: "What time is it?"

Neither of them was wearing a watch. She brushed the messy hair covering her face to her ears, and then put it down again. Suddenly, she realized that he had probably seen all of them, so she immediately got up: "I'll go and see!"

But he lazily leaned on the sofa and looked at her receding back. Those thin legs really made people want to grab them.

He just couldn't help but smile slightly.

During breakfast, she finally felt embarrassed. She lowered her head and didn't dare to raise it again. He said flatly, "I just called the lawyer. You asked your leader to call him and explain the matter."

She raised her eyes: "Ah? Thank you!"

Later, the leader praised her for her high efficiency, and it didn't take long for her to be sentenced. Naturally, they reported the victory to the agency.

The leader asked her directly: "I heard that the young lady of the Fu family helped? Have you made an appointment with the Fu family?"

These days their marriage has long been out of the news because of the delay, and no one dared to write casually about the reports of the two families, so everyone still doesn't know that they are actually married.

She didn't want to say it either, so she pretended to be stupid: "What young mistress of the Fu family? I don't know anything about it."

The leader looked at her questioningly, but it stands to reason that the marriage between the Fu family and the Zhuo family would not be so low-key, it must be very grand, and the leader believed her, but he still muttered: "The lawyer said to me personally that I would like to thank the young lady of the Fu family." , and said that Mr. Fu said it was entrusted by his wife, what happened?"

Zhuo Xing walked out of the office, feeling uncomfortable when he heard the words behind him, would he say that?
I can't think of the way he said that, and I don't want to care so much.

Having dinner with his buddies at noon, Hua En's hair is short again, but he looks very capable.

"It's really unreliable not to ask us to do hair." Zhou Yuanyuan said.

"A precious pregnant woman, a great writer whose time is precious, how dare I interrupt your precious time?" Hua En said bluntly, rather aggrieved.

Zhuo Xing smiled: "Now I try not to touch messy things that are not good for my health."

Zhou Yuanyuan turned to look at her: "How are you and Fu Zhi doing?"

Hua En also looked at her with great interest, hoping for some progress.

"What about it?" Zhuo Xing pretended not to understand, what else could they do, it's not the kind of marriage that the buddies don't know they don't have feelings for.

"Let's go buy a ring first." Zhou Yuanyuan held her catkin, a married young woman who obviously had children, but she didn't even have a wedding ring on her hand.

She still smiled like that: "Do you have to tell the world that I'm married?"

Everyone cares so much about the ring, probably because it is a symbol.

"Wear it for fun, if you meet An Gu, you can stimulate him, but if it's Li Yang, you don't want to provoke him, I think he really loves you."

Zhuo Xing laughed a few times listening to Hua En's words, no matter whether it was true or not, she was unable to accept it.

She doesn't know if it's right to stimulate An Gu, but every time she sees An Gu's eyes on her, she actually feels uncomfortable, or buying a ring is not bad.

So when the three of them were chatting, she quietly sent a message to Fu Zhi: "Are you still going to choose a ring?"

(End of this chapter)