Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 173 Invitation Letter
"Would you like to go on vacation?" Fu Sichen suggested.

Ni Jiaren's heart moved slightly, her brows just raised, and she lowered her eyes for a moment, "But, have there been a lot of things about pumice recently? The Stark Group is still struggling, if you leave..."

"It's okay."

Fu Sichen said, "We can go on vacation for a week."

"What about work?"

Ni Jiaren was worried about him, he should be happy, but why couldn't he be happy at all?
"Where do you want to go?"

"Really?" Ni Jiaren still couldn't believe it.

"There are travel magazines over there."

He pointed to the right side of the magazine column, where several travel magazines were placed impressively, meaning to show her where to go.

Ni Jiaren readily agreed, looked at it for a long time, and chose a place.

Not far away, it is a city close to City A.

She thought that Fu Sichen needed to arrange work, but she woke up early the next morning, and the two drove to Linshi.

No assistants, no nanny, just the two of them.

Stark was also surprised when he received the news, he created a trivial trouble for him, and he ran to play by himself?
Does he look down on him that much?
Stark was so angry that his teeth itch. In a fit of anger, he didn't bother to read the documents sent by the secretary.

Fu Sichen is no longer in City A, so what's there to be aggressive about?

"Where did they go?" The secretary could hear Stark's teeth clenching.

"Pro city."

As soon as the words fell, Stark swept the car keys on the table, and he ran out of the office quickly.

"President..."

The secretary's shout was instantly shut inside the office door.

Ni Jiaren was sitting in the co-pilot, her hair was loose on her forehead, and the breeze blew past her ears.

He is wearing dark sunglasses, and his angular profile is softer than before. He is wearing a casual white T-shirt and jeans. His long sleeves are half rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. His muscles are in between exertion and release. There is a degree of relaxation.

Such a leisurely Fu Sichen is rare. He usually wears a formal suit, sometimes with a black coat, and sometimes with a white shirt. The white shirt is more casual when the sleeves are rolled up, but it's not as good as it is now.

She couldn't help but climbed his arm with her left hand and rested her head on his shoulder.

Fu Sichen glanced from the side, pulled out a hand to stroke her hair, and smiled tenderly at the corner of his mouth.

The two of them temporarily stayed in a hotel owned by Qitian, and the news was shown on the TV. The news broadcast suddenly mentioned that Su's latest drug research results had won an international award, and Ni Jiaren suddenly looked back.

"By the way, isn't brother Zexiu's birthday coming soon?"

"Ah."

"Is the Su family still preparing a banquet?"

"Well, after all, the first year in office must be commercial."

"..." Ni Jiaren pursed her lips, a little disappointed.

People like them, whether it's birthdays, engagements, or marriages, will be placed under commercial purposes. They may have some leisure time when they were children. Once they enter high school, entertainment will pile up.

Everyone must start to get in touch with family business under the control of their parents, their own time is getting less and less, and their personal space is getting narrower and narrower.

"Then we're not during his birthday..."

"It's okay, he doesn't want us to go either." Fu Sichen said, "I'm afraid there will be a bloodbath at this banquet."

Ni Jiaren was puzzled and didn't ask any more questions.

Shopping malls are like battlefields, but they are slightly worried about Su Zexiu's situation.

It was evening when Fu Sichen and Ni Jiaren arrived. After packing up their things, it was already night, and Ni Jiaren didn't want to eat at the hotel.

It was said that the temporary night market was very busy, and she clamored to go to the night market, so Fu Sichen had no choice but to cooperate.

"Why do you think of eating at the night market?"

"There is a lack of taste in my mouth, I always want to eat spicy food..." Ni Jiaren curled her lips, always feeling empty in her stomach, and wanted to drool just thinking about the food at the night market.

Fu Sichen chuckled, and embraced the person leaning against the elevator affectionately.

"Eat less, the things outside are unhygienic."

"If you don't do anything clean, you won't get sick if you eat it."

Ni Jiaren retorted, "You taught me this."

At the beginning, she always felt that her mouth was boring, that nothing tasted good, the food at home was greasy, the hotel was too crowded, and eating too much was too bland. She always wanted to eat something tasty, so Fu Sichen Take her to the night market in City A.

It was the first time she ate food from the night market, the food displayed at the stall, and occasionally flies flew by. She felt dirty and refused to eat it. Fu Sichen simply picked up the meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. Said this sentence.

Just after finishing speaking, the elevator door opened, but bumped into an acquaintance.

"Hey, Sichen, beauty, I didn't expect to meet you here." Stark's ruffian smile had reached the highest level, and he was still pretending to be surprised.

"Stark?" Ni Jiaren was really surprised, and Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows coldly.

Why is he here?

Fu Sichen pursed his lips, hugged Ni Jiaren sideways, and walked around Stark.

Ni Jiaren tilted her head, always feeling that there was something elusive hidden in Fu Sichen's secretive eyes, but she understood the confidence and sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.

Stark watched the two leave, but he didn't think of anything to stop them. He hurried over without even preparing his clothes and luggage.

Ni Jiaren stared suspiciously at Stark, who was empty-handed, "Little Si, why do I always feel like this scene..."

Thousands of miles chasing husband.

"Have a meal."

Before she could say it, Fu Sichen had already guessed what was going on in her little head.

Ni Jiaren shut her mouth firmly.

After a few days of recuperation, Chu's mother was discharged from the hospital. She urged Chu Qing to go back to work at the company. Chu Qing was not as stubborn as Chu's mother, and she had to take Chu's mother's feelings into consideration, so she had to go back to the company.

"Chu Qing, are you back? How's mom?" asked the colleague at the next table.

Chu Qing replied with a smile, "It's nothing serious, the work these days has troubled you."

"It's okay, as long as your mother is okay, I put all the documents you need today on the table for you."

"Okay, thank you."

"By the way, you have an email, and I put it on the table for you."

"mail?"

The colleague pointed to the corner of her desk, and sure enough, there was an EMS email lying there.

She opened the mail suspiciously, and it turned out to be an invitation card, and the logo of the Su Group was impressively printed on the invitation card.

Chu Qing paused, and slowly pulled out the invitation card.

It's very simple, dark blue invitation card, the cover only has the logo of the Su Group and the words "invitation letter" printed on it, which is the official invitation.

Invite her to Su Zexiu's birthday party.

invite her?

She really didn't expect that anyone in the Su family would have the leisure to invite her.

Do you want to give her a little bit of power, do you want her to see her identity clearly, or what do you want?
She said she wanted to quit, but the Su family still kept going.

One turned sideways, and threw the invitation into the trash can chicly.

The humiliation is self-inflicted, she is not that stupid.

Su Zexiu's birthday party arrived as scheduled, and Su's mother followed suit.

Father Su and Su Zexiu sat together in the lounge, relatively speechless.

"Don't like it?" Father Su asked.

"It doesn't matter." Su Zexiu replied.

Father Su forgot to glance at him, looked back, and was silent again.

"This is a process that must be experienced to become the head of the family," Su's father said slowly in a slightly vicissitudes of voice, "I know you don't like the hustle and bustle of the mall, but you are the only son in the Su family. It has to be yours."

Su Zexiu did not deny it.

"Your mother has done some things, but it's for your own good after all. Don't let your mother feel bad..."

Su Zexiu was originally a person who was not good at words, and he seldom talked at home, but he was not indifferent.

But judging from the time he was at home, Su Zexiu didn't want to go home at all. Sometimes he was still at the company in the middle of the night, and Su's mother waited and waited at home, and couldn't help dozing off in the middle of the night, but he still didn't come back.

Even when he came back, facing Su's mother's cold and warm greetings, he could only say "um".

Su's father saw Su's mother's loss.

Su Zexiu pondered for a moment, looked up at Su's father and asked, "If my mother wasn't some kind of rich lady, would you marry her?"

Su's father and Su's mother are lucky. They love each other and have a considerable family background. They have been married for decades and are still in love with each other. They have not encountered any obstacles at all.

Hearing this, Su's father hooked the corners of his lips.

"What do you say?"

After all, they are father and son, and it is clear with just one look.

"Then what's your opinion?" Su Zexiu couldn't bear it anymore, so he still lit a cigarette.

"Is it important?" Father Su asked with a smile.

Su's mother will not interfere with any of his career decisions; he will not interfere with any of Su's mother's family decisions.

Perhaps this is the reason for the harmony between their husband and wife.

Su Zexiu took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the clouds he exhaled coiled in the air.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Even if his mother regretted it now and agreed, but Chu Qing, as stubborn as her, would never return to him again.

Probably fate is like this.

Accidents, who can tell?
"Zexiu, Lao Su, hurry up! The banquet is about to begin!"

At some point, Mother Su appeared at the door, smiling like a flower.Because of the good maintenance, some wrinkles on the face are also covered up by the makeup, and it is exquisite and beautiful at the moment.

He frowned at the smell of smoke.

"Put out the cigarette." Father Su said.

Su Zexiu casually put the cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table, didn't bother to take care of his clothes, and followed Su's mother's footsteps out of the lounge.

The atmosphere of the banquet was heated up, not as dull as before.

The light was very bright, and Su Zexiu frowned uncomfortably.

"Zexiu, stand up on the stage in a while, and then say a few words of thanks..." Mother Su told him not to treat him like a child, but because she was afraid that he would not cooperate.

Mother Su was also a little flustered, her son's attitude was too vague for her to figure it out.

"Did you hear me?"

"Ah."

As soon as Su Zexiu looked up, he saw Su Tian and her family members standing in a small group on the other side, exactly opposite to their position.

As soon as Su Tian came out from him, he never took his eyes off him.

He turned his eyes suddenly, and his eyes just met her. Su Tian was startled, and then lowered her head in embarrassment.

Su Zexiu looked away without a trace, and the host's voice came from the stage, saying his name.

Mother Su gave him a slight push. He walked onto the stage, looked at the crowds of people's heads, pursed his lips, and said a few polite words in a distracted manner, but suddenly saw Mother Su and Father Su walking onto the stage.

"Thank you for coming to Zexiu's birthday party."

Su's mother stood beside him in the attitude of a hostess. Even though she was wearing high heels, she was a bit shorter than Su Zexiu, but it didn't hinder her momentum. gone."

He heard the expectation and smile in Su's mother's words.

Seeing Su Tian in the corner who was about to go online, Su Zexiu's eyes turned cold, but his surface was clear.

It doesn't matter.

If it's not that person, it doesn't matter who it is.

He lowered his eyes slightly, Su Mu's voice continued, "Su Tian."

She waved to the side of the stage, and Su Tian walked onto the stage just in time, still not rushing, maintaining a decent and elegant image and walking in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)