Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 107 Has Mr. Fu Go to Work?
The smiles in his eyes spread little by little.

Although no expression could be seen in the dark night, Fu Yushi could still feel that the person in his arms was in a good mood.

"Why am I so troublesome, you can make it clear!"

With a coquettish tone, Jiang Cheng's two delicate arms climbed up, wrapped around Fu Yushi's neck, raised her body and looked at Fu Yushi.

The big shiny eyes blinked, as if they could pass through the darkness, bringing light to the surroundings, and also illuminated Fu Yushi's heart.

"It's not troublesome. Just now, whoever thought it was too heavy, not too light, not too fast, not too slow, and..."

"Hey! Alright, stop talking." A soft little hand was attached to Fu Yushi's mouth, preventing him from continuing.

Jiang Cheng felt that his face was hot, and it was ready to ignite spontaneously, but luckily the other party couldn't see it.

Unexpectedly, the CEO of a listed group who has always been aloof would be so blatant when flirting with others.

In the end, Jiang Cheng forgot when he fell asleep, and only remembered that a big hand kept stroking his back, making his clear consciousness gradually blurred.

When I woke up, it was daylight.

The big clock on the bedroom wall pointed to nine o'clock, so Jiang Cheng had only slept for more than five hours.

The seat beside her was already empty, Jiang Cheng stretched out her thin white arms, and touched the pure cotton sheet with her tender white hands.

The temperature of the tentacles is slightly cool, it seems that Fu Yushi has been up for a while.

Jiang Cheng stretched her waist, her waist was sore, which made her gasp, and she got used to it for a while before she got up and got out of bed.

After simply washing up, Jiang Cheng walked to the cloakroom.

The large cloakroom was larger than Jiang Cheng's entire bedroom. Three of the four walls were floor-to-ceiling mirrors, which displayed people in almost 360 degrees without any dead ends.

Through the large glass mirror, Jiang Cheng looked at herself, her white greasy face was slightly rosy, and the dots of red marks on the exposed skin on her chest were extraordinarily bright, making people standing alone in it unconscious Blush and heartbeat.

Jiang Cheng Subai's right hand wandered among a row of women's clothes. Sure enough, as Fu Yushi said, these clothes are more plain, mainly beige, light blue, and light gray. There are also some furniture clothes that are more colorful, suitable for Wear it at home.

Jiang Cheng chose a piece of ginger-colored home clothes from a row of clothes to wear, opened the bedroom door and went downstairs.

The living room is no longer the mess left by last night, the room has been cleaned to a new look, and even the light gray floor tiles have been wiped as if they were soaked in water.

"It's Miss Jiang, breakfast is ready, you should have breakfast first."

A middle-aged woman about 50 years old came out of the kitchen. She was medium-thin and fair-skinned. She was wearing a light-colored sweater and trousers, and a scarf around her waist. Her voice was as clean as hers, and she was full of peace.

Seeing Jiang Cheng standing at the top of the stairs and looking towards him with doubts in his big eyes, Mrs. Zhong explained with a smile.

"I am the servant of this family. My husband's surname is Sun Mingzhong. I drive my husband here and take care of the villa. We have only been here not long ago. Everyone calls me Mrs. Zhong. You can call me that if you don't mind Miss Jiang. By the way, Fu In the morning, Ms. Jiang asked Miss Jiang to remember to eat breakfast when she wakes up."

"Thank you! Sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Cheng walked into the restaurant and sat down on the chair pulled out by his loyal wife.

Breakfast was served one after another, mainly pasta, flower rolls, buns, millet porridge, and a few dishes of light side dishes.

"I don't know what Miss Jiang likes, so I prepared these according to the preferences of northerners. If you don't like it, just mention it, and I will prepare it."

The loyal wife said carefully, and looked at the outstanding girl in front of her eyes. Seeing that Jiang Cheng had always been polite, with a smile on her face, her eyes were also polite and alienated, and there was no trace of self-proclaimed master. Arrogant, I also let go of my heart.

"Well, it's delicious, sorry for your inconvenience, Mrs. Zhong."

Jiang Cheng took a bite of the steamed bun, it was juicy, oily but not greasy, he fell in love with it immediately, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved when he ate it.

I secretly praised Fu Yushi, no matter what aspect he was in, he was extremely good at employing people.

After eating breakfast to his heart's content, Jiang Cheng felt that his strength had recovered, and he turned around and remembered to ask about Fu Yushi's whereabouts.

"Mr. Fu went to work?"

Jiang Cheng wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and asked.

Mrs. Zhong paused for a moment while picking up the dishes, with surprise in her eyes, she glanced towards the second floor.

"Mr. Fu!"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng raised his head, and at a glance, he saw a person standing at the stairs on the second floor, wearing light gray home clothes, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with deep eyes.

"already ate?"

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Come on!" Fu Yushi saw Jiang Cheng's embarrassment, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

In fact, he had been standing on the second floor since Jiang Cheng had breakfast, watching the little girl eat with satisfaction, so he didn't bother her.

Jiang Cheng followed Fu Yushi up to the second floor and was taken to Fu Yushi's study.

The design of the study is very similar to the layout of his office, combining office work and tea tasting.

"Come here!"

Following Fu Yushi's words, Jiang Cheng withdrew his gaze from a row of bookshelves and looked at the position behind the desk.

There is a door there, made of the same material as the desk, close to black rosewood.

Opening the door, Jiang Cheng's beautiful big eyes lit up instantly, and he looked towards Fu Yushi.

"Do you like it?" Fu Yushi's deep voice was soft.

Jiang Cheng nodded almost instinctively.

Unexpectedly, behind Fu Yushi's study was a small stock market scene.

More than a dozen computer monitors were working at the same time, and Jiang Cheng was all too familiar with the data cables on them.At the same time, apart from the wall at the gate, the other three walls are all numerical display screens.

"In the entire forest city, except for Uncle Su's studio, this is the largest place."

"How did you do it?" Jiang Cheng's voice was full of surprise, and he couldn't care less about the meaning of Fu Yushi's words.

Fu Yushi took Jiang Cheng's hand, brought her to the main stage, and manipulated her fingers skillfully on the keyboard.

"This is your previous operation, and you can see it in the background. Your method is very old-fashioned, not like a novice operation, but there are still traces to follow...Look at this line, someone has already "attacked" you from behind. Your strength is more than several times stronger than yours, if you didn't withdraw your hand a few years ago, you will lose everything now."

Fu Yushi said calmly, it sounded like a stormy sea was breaking out in Jiang Cheng's heart.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes slightly, and walked around the keyboard with his thin white fingers, quickly watching all the operations of his opponent.

"Do masters like you have such a backstage?" Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yushi.

"Personally, I know two of Lincheng, one is here and the other is in Su Chongyi's studio."

Hearing Su Chongyi's name, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. She knew something about his entanglement with Jiang Song back then from the diary Jiang Song left behind.

(End of this chapter)