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Chapter 1 Duan... Duan Zheng?
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"Shut His Heartbeat"

2021.01.06/Fu Nianchu's article
Chapter 1

#There are always people who take all the faults on themselves, and people call this powerlessness gentle#
#大雨四起我爱你在那些人地，飘气气气，我爱你似乎知识#
"Madam Duan, please feel sorry for me, can you give me a lifetime?"

——Duan Zheng.

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At the end of September, in the evening.

In the distance, the golden glow spreads wantonly in the sky, and even the streetscape is dyed with a layer of brilliant light.

Fu Zhi came out of her studio and just opened the car door when the phone in her pocket vibrated.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the caller ID:

—— Tangtang

Fu Zhi took advantage of the opportunity to answer the phone, her voice was soft and tired.

"Sister Tangtang, why do you have time to call me as a busy person, you—"

Tangtang directly interrupted her, "Did you know, Duan Zheng, he has returned to China."

Fu Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, then her voice became colder, and she said softly, "Oh, but what does this have to do with me??"

Tangtang has known Fu Zhi for so long, and knows her very well, how could she not notice the subtle change in her voice.

"No, that's not what I meant. The most important thing is that he and—"

Fu Zhi didn't want to hear anything about Duan Zheng, so she found an excuse and said perfunctorily, "Sister Tangtang, I'm driving now, let's talk about it later."

Before Tangtang could say the second part of the sentence "He is talking with your little uncle Fu Yan", the little girl hung up her phone directly.

That speed, crisp and neat, without a trace of sloppy.

It seems that this little girl is quite "revengeful".

……

On a rare rest day, the main roads in the urban area were not as congested as usual.

Now, the road is smooth, but Fu Zhi's heart is blocked.

She took a deep breath, and while waiting for the traffic lights, she opened the car window to get some air.

As soon as Fu Zhi tilted her head, she caught a glimpse of a black Rolls Royce passing by the car window.

Fu Zhi frowned slightly, retracted her gaze, and landed directly in front of her.

The red light had turned into a green light. Fu Zhi rested her slender fingers on the black steering wheel lightly, and drove back to her villa in the north of the city.

As soon as Fu Zhi parked the car, a slightly deep voice came from beside her ears:

"Chirp—"

Fu Zhi followed the prestige, and saw a man standing at the gate. He was wearing a black jacket, standing in a large area of ​​warm light, with a tall and straight figure and stern eyes.

There is also a small scar at the end of the man's brow, which was left to save Fu Zhi.

Fu Zhi pouted, her face was full of unhappiness, "Little uncle, can you take care of your wife, she bullies me..."

Fu Yan spread his hands and looked innocent, "I didn't bully you, you and I..."

Fu Zhi glanced at him lightly, Fu Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, and retracted the second half of his sentence.

He changed the subject and coaxed in a low voice: "Tell me how my wife bullied you, huh?"

Fu Zhi waved her hand and said, "It's nothing, forget it, don't mention it, the more you mention it, the angrier you get."

Fu Yan rubbed his nose with a guilty conscience, raised his legs and followed.

Fu Zhi still doesn't know that there are more exciting things waiting for her.

Fu Zhi stood in the entrance and changed his shoes, and a clear and pleasant male voice came from his ears:

"Thank you uncle..."

"No, no, you are overrated."

Fu Zhi blinked, looked at the little uncle who was following him and asked softly, "Are there any guests at home?"

Fu Yan said: "Your future husband."

Fu Zhi: "?"

Fu Yan saw her doubts and explained:
"Chirp—"

"Who made it so long after you graduated that you couldn't even find a boyfriend..."

Fu Yansheng was afraid that Fu Zhi would repent, so he pushed her shoulder and walked towards the living room.

Fu Zhi's eyes fell on the man sitting on the sofa.

The warm light outlines the clear outline of the man's facial features. The dark peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, the bridge of the nose is straight, the eyebrows are deep, the jaw line is smooth and neat, and the raised Adam's apple is very beautiful.

"Duan... Duan Zheng, why is it you?"

(End of this chapter)