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Chapter 33 "He Has Stomach Problems"

Fu Zhi subconsciously buckled the phone on her knees, realizing why she was doing this, why did she seem a little guilty...

She raised her hand and pulled her hand off, "Nothing, and why do you always pinch my face?"

Jiang Li said: "It's easy to squeeze, it's soft, like a small glutinous rice dumpling."

"..."

Fu Zhi glanced at her, "You want to eat glutinous rice dumplings, don't you?"

"..."

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows: "No, I've been busy chasing men recently and don't have time, wait until I'm free."

—

Not long after Jiang Li left, Fu Zhi's students came over one by one.

She started learning dance at the age of five, and was admitted to Qingbei University with the first place in the culture class. After graduation, she gave up going to the song and dance theater and chose to open a studio instead.

She can shine on the stage, or she can retreat behind the scenes to cultivate newcomers.

There is a large display cabinet on the other side of the living room, which is full of trophies and certificates that her students have won.

From small unknown competitions to prestigious big competitions.

Bit by bit, see it in your eyes.

……

After Fu Zhi finished the class, she raised her hand and called Duan Chengcheng and Pei Yanli over.

"What's the situation with you two?" Fu Zhi leaned lazily on the soft chair, "Are you quarreling again?"

Duan Chengcheng snorted lightly: "You see, I look like the kind of person who provokes people!!"

Pei Yanli looked down at Duan Chengcheng, "You don't look like it, you just do."

Pei Yanli rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing the teeth marks on it.

The corners of Fu Zhi's lips curled up slightly, and she said softly, "I won't stop you if you fall in love. By the way, there's an event next week, and I'll take you there..."

The two nodded their heads, as long as Fu Zhi didn't say anything about the activity, it was just a small activity and not important.

Take them there just to let them relax.

Duan Chengcheng blinked, gossiping: "Teacher, are you in love, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Duan Chengcheng's mouth was covered by Pei Yanli, and she was dragged away.

When Fu Zhi saw this scene, it seemed that something that was much quieter became active again.

Soft light came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Fu Zhi lazily leaned on the soft chair, staring at the documents in front of her in a daze.

Her side face is hazy, her posture is lazy and charming, and her clavicle chain is faintly shining.

The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, her eyelids were strawberry-colored, her light-colored eyes shone with light, and the curve of her lips was gentle and lovely.

Fu Zhi put away her thoughts, signed the document with her name and put it on the table.

She turned and walked out of the office to look for food.

A gentle wind blew over, and a person's name fell on the document signature area on the table.

——Duan Zheng

—

On the way for Fu Zhi to look for food, he passed by a dessert shop called "Chu Yu".

next second.

Fu Zhi was dragged in by someone.

"..."

Fu Zhi looked at Jiang Li helplessly, "Miss Jiang, I'm still hungry!"

Jiangli had already prepared and pushed all the food that had been ordered in advance.

French cream of mushroom soup, pasta, tomato brisket, scallion quiche.

And at this moment, Fu Zhi's cell phone on the table lit up.

In the next second, there will be a "tick" sound, and a message will pop up.

[Duan Dangdang: I listened to you, drank expired milk, I was sick, and I couldn't hold the meeting. 】

[Duan Ruan: ...it hurts, QAQ]

Seeing this, the corner of Fu Zhi's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but patted her own head.

Because the two were so close, Jiang Li saw Fu Zhi's note to Duan Zheng at a glance.

——Duan Dangdang

Jiang Li "tsk tsk" twice, "Is this nothing wrong?"

"..."

Fu Zhi put the phone aside, and a gentle voice slowly fell into Jiang Li's ear.

"It's nothing."

"I just gave Duan Zheng the expired milk, and he said he was sick, that's all."

Jiang Li: "..."

She helped her forehead helplessly, "Tell me, how much hatred do you have with Duan Zheng, are you going to kill me?"

Fu Zhi pursed her lips and explained: "He has a stomach problem, which is quite serious, so—"

"I gave him a bottle of expired milk, so that he can nourish his stomach well, and he has to keep drinking this thing!"

She paused every word, her voice was gentle and pleasant, and those twinkling fox eyes were also bent.

"..."

Jiang Li patted Fu Zhi on the shoulder, some things are useless to others, she still has to figure it out by herself.

—

Fu Zhi was like a small spinning top, busy all afternoon like this.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, dusk has come.

The sky is covered with clouds and clouds, and the sycamore trees on both sides of the road are luxuriant, dyed with a layer of broken gold.

Fu Zhi packed up and got ready to leave work.

She hummed a little song, and drove Duan Zheng's expensive car to the seafood market.

I bought some Pippi shrimp and crabs, and ordered some better Pippi shrimp to pick them up in two days.

After walking around the seafood market several times, I drove back to No. 21 Chuyu Bieyuan.

Fu Zhi changed her shoes at the entrance.

And at this moment, the cell phone in Fu Zhi's pocket rang.

Fu Zhi put the seafood in the kitchen, then took out her phone and glanced at the caller ID.

Fu Zhi leaned lazily on the cooking table and rubbed her shoulder with one hand.

With a slight movement of her fingertips, she connected the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, a deep and clear voice came from the phone:
"Fu Jiujiu."

"Why are you so slow to answer the phone?"

His voice was cold, and he paused word by word, slowly falling into her heart.

Fu Zhi hummed softly, rubbed her nose again, and said hesitantly, "That..."

Duan Zheng interrupted her, "You're cuckolding me again, aren't you?"

"No," Fu Zhi said softly, "I just took your car to the seafood market..."

Duan Zheng replied nonchalantly, "It's okay, just go, you don't need to report this trivial matter to me."

He said again: "I'll stay up all night to deal with the work here, maybe I can go back tomorrow."

Fu Zhi let out a groan, turned on the hands-free phone, and went to deal with Pippi shrimp and crabs.

Fu Zhi asked smoothly, "Duan Zheng?"

"Well, I'm here."

"How to make Pippi shrimp more delicious?"

Duan Zheng seemed to be thinking about it for a while, and there was a faint sound of typing on the keyboard from the phone. After a few seconds, Fu Zhi heard a man's voice coming from the phone.

"Steamed and salt and pepper are both good."

"And the recipe of salt and pepper shrimp has been posted on your WeChat."

Fu Zhi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she heard the faint voice of an assistant calling Duan Zheng for a meeting from the phone.

She quickly picked up her mobile phone and said softly, "I'm going to make Pippi Shrimp, bye."

Duan Zheng responded and hung up the phone.

According to the two methods given by Duan Zheng, Fu Zhi divided the Pippi shrimp into two parts, one part was steamed and the other part was salted and peppered.

When it was done, she took a few more photos and threw them into WeChat Moments.

As soon as she sent it, Jiang Xu directly gave Fu Zhi a like, and also commented by the way.

[Jiang Xu: When can Zhizhi not hide from me, so I can have a meal...]

(End of this chapter)