President Fu's new wife

Chapter 21
But wages are not equal.

But since the leader said that, she thought, she should take care of it.

But who is the most famous lawyer in town?
She did think of such a person, but she was not familiar with it.

I also wanted to interview people several times but they refused.

She checked the information on the Internet and found that one of the person's identities was actually related to Fu Zhi.

An Gu was on the right side of her, watching her staring at the computer in a daze, looking at the empty space on her pussy: "You said you are married, is that true?"

His voice is very soft, a little depressed.

Zhuo Xing turned his head when he heard the voice, and saw his eyes resting on his hands, but he just looked at the computer again: "It's true."

She said it again, but didn't explain it. She just needs to know whether the marriage is good or not, and no one else needs to know.

They have worked together and will continue to work together in the future. They used to be lovers, but now they are colleagues. That's it.

Everyone had already imagined all the possibilities of the two of them three days before he left, and now even if the two of them sat together, everyone was not interested. It seemed that this topic had long since expired.

It's just that a female colleague stopped An Gu when she got off work: "The ex-girlfriend is going to become someone else's wife, and that person is stronger than you, so it's sad, isn't it? I'll buy you a drink."

An Gu glanced at her, but just walked forward again.

And her car passed in front of him, on such a wide road, he smiled a little sadly.

Regardless of his status, he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have dated her in the first place. One is the proud daughter of heaven, and the other is a poor boy. How can there be so many people in this world, regardless of poverty, high or low?
Thinking of the time she said she got married, thinking of her being dragged into that big house by Fu Zhi.

He found himself depressed, and drinking, perhaps, was a relief.

He came home early in the evening, and so did she. She was also surprised: "Aren't you eating out today?"

He glanced at her, and sat on the sofa flipping through the newspaper boredly: "I already ate outside at noon."

Sister Zhang came out from the kitchen with fruit: "It's rare that both of you are eating at home. I'll add two dishes tonight."

Zhuo Xing smiled at Sister Zhang: "Sister Zhang has worked hard!"

Sister Zhang also smiled: "Where is the young lady, this is my duty, no hard work." Then she went to the kitchen.

She went to the sofa and sat opposite him, took an apple and put it in her mouth, then looked up at him, thinking that the barrister had something to do with him.

He also took a look at her and found that there was something wrong with her eyes: "what's the matter?"

She thought about it, then shook her head with a smirk: "No!"

Then he looked at the drawing board sitting in front of the floor window, got up a little bored and walked over there.

He didn't put down the newspaper, but couldn't help but look up, his keen starry eyes caught her delicate back, and thought of what he saw in the jewelry store: "Let's choose a ring another day!"

He said lightly.

She had just walked to the drawing board and picked up the paintbrush. When she heard his words, she turned to look at him, and then thought of An Gu's suspicion today: "Oh!"

"When will you be free?" He put down the newspaper in annoyance, and her answer was too simple.

She was just about to look at the drawing board, playing with the paintbrush, and thinking about what he said, when will she be free?

"Buy one at will, any time!" She said indifferently.

Her voice is very soft, as if she never disturbs other people's world.

But he frowned slightly in annoyance, just buy one?
She was quite casual about this marriage.

"It's probably not good for the young lady of the Fu family to wear a random ring on her hand."

She didn't know what happened to him tonight, but she laughed nonsensically: "Then take some time to go and have a look together, but probably not in these few days."

He got up from the sofa and went straight to the bedroom.

Didn't come out until dinner.

She didn't know why he was suddenly in a bad mood, so she shrugged helplessly without asking, but suddenly found it really troublesome when she wanted to take a bath.

Going to knock on his door, he opened the door wearing clean pajama pants vest, she stood at the door and smiled awkwardly: "Well, I'll get a change of clothes."

He moved out of the way, and her frail body got in, and he just watched her go to the cabinet.

She was rummaging through her pajamas, and then her beautiful brows were furrowed: "I'd better take them all, it's really troublesome."

He folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, with a cold expression: "Such a few steps make you feel troublesome? Is it more troublesome than my mother and your mother inviting you to dinner and giving you lessons?"

She turned to look at him, he is so sharp today.

She smiled faintly, tried her best to pull out a smile, then took two pajamas and walked towards the door, not talking to him anymore.

But he blocked the door, she looked up at him: "I want to go back to my room!" she said softly with a smile.

She doesn't want to be bothered.

But he was stuck there, it seemed that she couldn't leave if she couldn't say something that satisfied him.

Zhuo Xing was a little irritable, but suppressed it, and smiled hard at him: "You're right, compared to that, it's still a little easier. In fact, I'm just afraid of disturbing your rest!"

He leaned against the door again and said with a sneer, "I'm not afraid of disturbing you!"

Her heart fluttered, her clear eyes looked at his sharp deep eyes and smiled awkwardly, and then she slipped out through the gap between him and the door while he was looking at her in a daze.

After returning to the room, he slammed the door hard, and the whole person stuck to the cold door panel and tried hard to breathe out.

What's up with him?
At night, after thinking about it, she decided to send him a message: "Boss Fu, I want to ask you for a favor!"

After typing, I found something wrong, and then corrected it: "Mr. Fu, our newspaper office would like to ask you for a favor!"

He didn't sleep either, he heard the phone on the bedside table ring, picked it up and saw her number: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that there was a door, she got up and sat on the bed: "Our newspaper has a lawsuit and wants to ask your company's lawyer to help, but he doesn't seem to be willing."

He also sat up, and the two sent messages across a wall.

In the dark night, except for the occasional phone ringing, everything is quiet.

Fu Zhi moved his fingers slightly: "Say you are the young mistress of the Fu family." After thinking about it, he deleted it: "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Zhuo Xing leaned against the head of the bed in disappointment, the purple nightdress showed her wonderful figure more imaginatively, she sighed in frustration.

Then I heard some movement in the living room, thought about it, and couldn't sleep anyway, so I went to talk to him in detail, if he was willing to help, she wouldn't have to suffer from the leader's daily torture.

He was drinking water, when he heard her door open, he took another cup and poured her a cup: "Drink?"

(End of this chapter)