Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 324 Dating, go?

Chu Ci blinked innocently, "Yeah!"

"Repeat what you just said."

"Ok!"

Fu Heng, "..."

The man simply didn't talk nonsense with her, and directly bullied her, half-kneeling on top of her: "Want to marry me, huh?"

It's a pity that before Chu Ci could speak, her lips were blocked by the man, and she didn't say a word.

There was light stubble on his chin, and Chu Ci felt itchy from being stabbed, she couldn't help but push him away: "If you have something to say, talk about it, hey, hey, don't touch your feet, okay?"

Fu Heng pressed her to keep her from moving: "Say, do you want to marry me?"

Chu Ci was hugged by him and couldn't move. She couldn't help but said, "Let go of me first, and talk if you have something to say!"

"Don't let it go."

Chu Ci, "..."

Before she could speak any more, the pajamas on her body had been stripped off at some point, she couldn't help but gasped, and exclaimed: "Fu Heng!"

"Ah."

The man seemed to have gone crazy, tossing her over and over again, but he didn't want to give her a good time, so he insisted on forcing her to ask her.

Chu Ci was so tortured that she had no choice but to say, "Don't torture me, I promise you."

Only then is the man satisfied.

In the dead of night, the moonlight is true.

The man next to him was already asleep.

Chu Ci heard his shallow breathing, as if she was in a dream.

She put on her clothes and got up, and walked to the balcony. It was darker and dewy outside, and the cool night wind made her long hair blow all over the place.

The air in Yicheng is very good. On summer nights, the stars in the sky are very bright.

When she was a child, she heard a legend that a person would become a star in the sky after death.

When Chu Tianhua passed away, she liked to sit on the balcony for a while, looking at the stars in the sky, wondering which star he would turn into, and where would he look at her?

Now, she also wants to know where Lu Xiang is.

Life has been in a hurry for so many years, in fact, it is very boring to live for hatred.

But in the end it is difficult to understand.

Wen Xin never refused to admit it.

And she couldn't come up with any specific evidence. Many times she hoped that her impression at the time was an illusion, and there was no evidence that Wen Xin was involved in this matter, so this is also the reason why Wen Xin has been unscrupulous.

Fu Heng is now trying his best to alienate Wen Xin. Although he doesn't say anything, Chu Ci knows that he is doing this only to appease her.Let her let go of her hatred slowly.

No one likes troubles. At the age of 30, I always hope to have a stable home and not make troubles.

Fu Heng prevented Wen Xinchu from appearing in front of him.

But can she let go of those hatreds?
Can't let go.

It's really Fang who doesn't want to love.

It's just that the better you treat her, the more confused and guilty she will feel.

Bearing the guilt towards Lu Xiang, at the same time, he will gradually feel guilty towards Fu Heng.

Love, ah, has never been so simple.

…………

Soon, various news spread on the Internet that the president of the Fu Group is about to bid farewell to being single and step into the ranks of married people.

Someone left a message on Chu Ci's Weibo about this.

Chu Ci doesn't have a personal Weibo, but Huanyue has an official Weibo.

In an instant, the official Weibo was taken over, and Fu Heng was asked if his marriage partner was Chu Ci.

When Chu Ci brushed this news at the desk, she pursed her lips slightly. Fu Heng had released the news so early, and she hadn't agreed yet. What if the time comes, what if, collapses.

Who lost face?

As she was thinking here, someone called over there, saying that Mr. An had something to do with her.

Chu Ci slapped her head. By the way, I have to give An Shaoyun a work report today.

After taking the report to An Shaoyun's office, An Shaoyun pointed to the seat in front of him: "Sit down!"

When she sat down, An Shaoyun kept staring at her face.

Chu Ci turned her face away: "Mr. An, read the report, don't look at me."

An Shaoyun folded his hands: "Are you getting married?"

Chu Ci tightened her fingers: "Many people have asked me this question today."

"Really?" An Shaoyun curled his lips and smiled faintly: "It seems to be true."

He was silent for a while: "I want to bless you, but it seems that I can't do it."

After a while, An Shaoyun said again: "I remember that you seem to have a wish that has not been fulfilled."

Chu Ci looked up at her.

An Shaoyun said again: "Do you still remember the first time we met?"

Chu Ci nodded: "I was in the United States at the time, and it was difficult to find a job. One day, I suddenly received an email saying that I would like to give me a chance to come for an interview."

She raised her head: "At that time, the interviewer is you."

At that time, she was not familiar with the place of life in the United States, and she could not rely on Jiang Xing, so she went to find a job. She did not expect to be so lucky.

"No." An Shaoyun shook his head: "We met before that, you just forgot."

"Ok?"

"I remember that it was raining that day. Not long after I came to Yicheng, I drove around by myself that day, but someone stopped my car regardless of the danger, saying that her friend had an accident and asked me to take her there."

Chu Ci is almost unbelievable.

How long ago was that.

Many times, Chu Ci wanted to erase this incident from his memory.

She lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly for a while.

It took a while for Chu Ci to look up: "No wonder, you acted as if you knew me very well in the United States."

An Shaoyun smiled: "I didn't expect such a deep fate."

After a pause, he asked again: "Is there any news about your friend? I was too busy during my trip to the United States, so I didn't have time to help you. Now I have time."

Chu Ci shook her head: "No need."

"Aren't you ready to find it?"

"Follow fate!" Chu Ci lowered her head, "Maybe it will appear one day, or it may never appear."

An Shaoyun stood up, and leaned down in front of her: "Chu Ci, if you have made up your mind, then I won't force you, but I will wait for you."

Chu Ci smiled: "Mr. An, it seems that no one has confessed to me for a long time. You make me very scared."

Along the way, there are fewer and fewer people around her.

The once close friends also went further and further away, Shen Mubai and Lu Xiang all left her.

The relationship between Chu Xuan and her has also become different from before.

She once chose a wrong marriage, so when she had to face a marriage again, she undoubtedly felt uneasy in her heart.

Chu Ci took a deep breath: "Mr. An, read the report, I'm going out first."

The moment she got up, An Shaoyun called her: "Chu Ci, think about what I say."

He blinked and smiled charmingly.

…………

When she got off work in the evening, Chu Ci looked at the phone and saw that there was no text message. It is estimated that President Fu is very busy today and has no time to take care of her.

She was going to go to the city center to buy some cakes for her two children, but when she went to the subway station, a very ordinary black Hyundai with an unfamiliar license plate appeared out of nowhere and stopped in front of her.

The window opened, and Fu Heng poked his head out from the driver's seat, "Get in the car."

Chu Ci was stunned for a second, then opened the door of the passenger seat and got in.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Chu Ci fastened the seat belt, looked around at the interior of the car, "Boss Fu, did you change the car?"

"Well, the previous car was always followed by someone to secretly take pictures."

That's right, ever since Fu Heng was revealed to be getting married, paparazzi have been squatting around Fu Heng trying to dig up first-hand information.

Chu Ci snorted, and then asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Fu Heng stepped on the clutch, "You will know when you go."

Tsk, playing mystery with her.

Chu Ci smiled: "It's still a secret, don't you reveal it at all, I want to get out of the car!"

"Okay!" Fu Heng turned the steering wheel 180 degrees, "Give me a kiss."

Chu Ci was stunned.

If you say that President Fu is also 30 years old, how can a man of this age still look like a young man?

Ask for a kiss at every turn.

Chu Ci turned her face away: "You really don't want to say?"

Fu Heng was expressionless, looking forward, with a faint smile on his lips: "Don't say it."

Chu Ci snorted: "If you don't say anything, then I'll get out of the car."

Fu Heng turned to look at her and smiled: "A date, are you going?"

Dating?

A new word that has not been heard for hundreds of years.

A woman of her age always feels that she has experienced all kinds of things in the world, as if she has seen everything through, and she is no longer looking forward to love like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

But Chu Ci still pursed her lips and smiled: "Dating, so romantic!"

"Well, I thought about it. I got married before I fell in love with you. I always feel that something is missing. Now I have to do everything before getting married, otherwise it won't be fun."

He stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "It seems that every relationship starts with a date."

Chu Ci curled her lips: "Nowadays young people don't know how to fall in love."

Around her, there seemed to be no one in love.

There is a couple in the office, but they don't dare to show their affection openly during working hours, but the girl has a dewy and bright rose on her desk every day.

Fu Heng took her to a remote western restaurant.

When Chu Ci got out of the car, she saw Fancy English written in golden paint on an oak sign not far away.

"to be with you"
As soon as the waiter at the restaurant saw them, he said, "Mr. Fu, Ms. Chu, are you here?"

Only then did Chu Ci realize that there seemed to be no one in the restaurant, so she raised her eyes and asked, "Why is there no one here?"

Fu Heng gave her a look, and finally squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

The waiter hurriedly said, "Mr. Fu has reserved the place here."

Chu Ci suddenly realized that he had booked the venue. Sure enough, this kind of domineering president style of booking the venue when there was a disagreement really fit Fu Heng's identity and style of doing things.

The interior is elegant and comfortable, and the atmosphere is good. The musicians are sitting in front of the white piano, playing beautiful piano music skillfully and gracefully.

Fu Heng took her hand, walked to a seat by the window and sat down: "This is the first date of a formal relationship, so be more formal."

So, he booked the show, right?
Didn't tell her before.

I guess he wanted to surprise her.

However, it was quite a surprise.

(End of this chapter)