Chapter 119 Yun Ruzhu's provocation! Yun Zheng, I can't stand it!

Fu Linghe squeezed her hand gently, his eyes gentle but firm, "It's almost done. Just leave the rest to them. Besides, I'm worried about you going back alone."

Yun Zheng felt warm in her heart and nodded slightly.

"It's getting late. You should rest first. I'll go arrange tomorrow's schedule." Fu Linghe looked at her lovingly and spoke.

After Yun Zheng lay down, Fu Linghe reached out to tuck the corners of the quilt for her before leaving the room.

Not long after she lay down, her cell phone vibrated several times.

She frowned and picked up her phone, only to see that it contained several anonymous text messages.

After clicking it, her pupils shrank suddenly. There were several photos with disgusting contents.

It was a scene of Zhou Yushen and Yun Ruzhu entangled nakedly.

Yun Zheng's fingers trembled slightly, and a strong feeling of nausea surged in her heart.

There were a few words under the photo: [Even without me telling you who I am, you must come to my engagement party with Yu Shen!]

[Yun Zheng, no matter how much you loved each other before, he is not mine yet.]

[Fu Linghe is protecting you, but you will always be his secret lover who he cannot show off.]

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Yun Zheng looked at these provocative words one after another, and the anger in her heart was rising.

She stared at the phone screen intently, her fingers tightly gripping the phone until her knuckles turned slightly white.

Yun Ruzhu's provocation was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart.

This is not a question of whether Yun Zheng still has feelings for Zhou Yushen, this is a blatant humiliation and provocation to her.

Whoever wants to endure it can endure it, but Yun Zheng can't endure it anymore!

Fu Linghe called to arrange his return trip tomorrow and came in, only to see Yun Zheng sitting on the bed again, looking very angry.

He found her angry expression somewhat amusing, but he did not dare to laugh out loud for fear of upsetting her.

"What's wrong? Aren't you sleeping yet? Which blind man has messed with my wife again?" Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows slightly, a doting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of playfulness in his frivolous tone.

Yun Zheng looked up at him, her angry eyes tinged with a hint of grievance, "Fu Linghe, some people say I'm your secret lover, the kind you can't let see the light of day!"

Fu Linghe couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

He walked to the bed and sat down, meeting Yun Zheng's gaze. "Who dares to say that about my wife?"

She handed the phone to Fu Linghe, "Look for yourself!"

Fu Linghe had just taken her phone in his hand, and before he had time to look at the content on the screen, Yun Zheng suddenly thought of something and quickly snatched the phone back.

"Wait a minute, don't burn your eyes!"

After Yun Zheng finished speaking, she deleted those disgusting photos and then handed the phone to Fu Linghe.

Fu Linghe took the phone, glanced at the text on the screen, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold chill.

His slender fingers slid lightly across the screen, reading every word of the provocative text. Then he put the phone aside and looked up at Yun Zheng.

"Yun Ruzhu?" His voice was low and cold, with a hint of suppressed anger.

Yun Zheng nodded, a hint of grievance in her tone, "She sent me those eye-catching photos, I tolerated it, but she actually said that I was not worthy of seeing Fu Linghe, I can't stand it!"

Although they played the role of the money man and the mistress in front of the Yun family last time, and the couple felt good about themselves, the Yun family really regarded her as Fu Linghe's mistress!

Fu Linghe reached out and gently held her hand, his expression gentle. "Of course you don't need to endure it. You are my, Fu Linghe's, legitimate wife. You can walk sideways throughout the capital. Since she dares to provoke you, let's show her how important Mrs. Fu is."

Yun Zheng felt the warmth of his palm, and the anger in her heart subsided a little.

She looked up at Fu Linghe, a hint of dependence in her eyes, "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Fu to help me support the show the day after tomorrow."

Fu Linghe was already very happy to bring him along to show his support.

This proves that Yun Zheng recognized his identity!

Fu Linghe curled his lips into a cold smile, with a hint of amusement in his tone, "Of course, they are newly married and the invitations have been sent to the wife, so of course we should congratulate them on their wedding."

Yun Zheng blinked, a meaningful smile forming on her lips, "You mean... we're going to mess things up?"

Fu Linghe chuckled and pinched her cheek. "I'm not going to ruin the place. I'm going to tell them the consequences of provoking Mrs. Fu."

Yun Zheng nodded with satisfaction, and the anger in her heart was gradually replaced by an inexplicable expectation.

Yun Zheng is not a soft persimmon that can be easily bullied. If they provoke her, they will be in big trouble.

"Okay, don't be angry. It won't look good if you're angry anymore." Fu Linghe reached out and pinched her puffy little face, comforting her softly.

"I'm just so angry!" Yun Zheng raised her hand and slammed it down on the quilt. "I can joke about being your mistress, and I'm happy with it! But why would Yun Ruzhu use that to provoke me?"

Fu Linghe looked at her angry look and couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and took her into his arms, patting her back gently, his tone as gentle as if he was coaxing a child.

"Alright, alright, don't be angry. Who the hell is Yun Ruzhu to make you angry? You're Madam Fu. Who in the entire capital dares not give you face?"

Yun Zheng leaned in his arms, listening to his low, gentle voice. The anger in her heart gradually dissipated a little, but she still couldn't help but mutter, "I'm just angry... What right does she have to say that to me?"

Fu Linghe looked down at her, his eyes full of doting, "Because she's stupid and has no vision, I'll let her see how 'shameful' Mrs. Fu really is the day after tomorrow."

Yun Zheng couldn't help laughing because of his amusement. She looked up and glared at him, "You are really good at coaxing people."

Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows, a sly smile playing on his lips, "Of course, coaxing my wife is my specialty."

Yun Zheng was amused by his joke and felt much better. She reached out and gently punched him, "You're so smooth-talking."

Fu Linghe grabbed her hand, squeezed it gently, and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, don't be angry."

Yun Zheng nodded, leaned in his arms, and her mood gradually calmed down.

She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth coming from him, and a sense of security welled up in her heart.

Fu Linghe patted her back gently and coaxed her in a low voice, "Go to sleep, I'm here with you."

Yun Zheng hummed softly, leaned into his arms, and gradually relaxed.

After a while, her breathing became steady and she was obviously asleep.

Fu Linghe lowered his head to look at her peaceful sleeping face, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

He gently laid her flat on the bed, tucked in the quilt for her, and bent down to secretly kiss her forehead.

"Good night, Mrs. Fu." He whispered, then stood up and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a dim night light.

Fu Linghe sat beside the bed, quietly watching her sleeping, with a slight smile on his lips.

The engagement party the day after tomorrow is destined to be turbulent, but as long as Yun Zheng is happy, he is willing to play this role with her.