Chapter 206 And...it's convenient for me to kiss you!

Fu Linghe propped himself up and brushed his thumb across the corner of her wet lips, the lust in his eyes not yet completely fading.

Yun Zheng's cheeks flushed, and her fingers unconsciously tugged at the front of his shirt. "Not bad!"

Fu Linghe chuckled, and the small mole on the tip of his nose moved slightly with his expression.

He stood up and pulled Yun Zheng up as well, using his slender fingers to tidy up her messy hair.

The internal phone on the desk suddenly rang. Fu Linghe pressed the hands-free button, and Assistant Qi's respectful voice came over, "Mr. Fu, the heads of all departments are waiting for you in the conference room."

"Let them wait." Fu Linghe said and hung up the phone.

Yun Zheng hurriedly urged him, "Hurry up and go to the meeting. Don't keep people waiting."

Fu Linghe calmly picked up his suit jacket and put it on, buttoning it up slowly. "It's okay to let them wait. Mrs. Fu is much more important than the meeting."

"If you do this, I will become a demon concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people." Yun Zheng muttered, but still couldn't help but reach out to help him adjust his tie.

Fu Linghe grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips. "Then I am a tyrant." He blinked, "but only to you."

Yun Zheng was amused by him and pushed him towards the door, "Come on, come on, let's go have lunch together after the meeting."

"What do you want to eat?" Fu Linghe stopped at the door, turned around and asked.

"Hmm...that new Jiangnan restaurant? I heard their crab meat dumplings are really good."

Fu Linghe nodded, "Okay, I'll ask Qi Te to book a table."

He paused, then leaned close to Yun Zheng's ear and said, "There's a cheongsam in the cloakroom in the lounge. It was delivered yesterday. Go see if you like it. If you do, try it on. I think it would go well with the restaurant you want to go to. I'll take pictures of it and make some films for you."

Yun Zheng's ears felt hot and she nodded slightly.

Fu Linghe finally left with satisfaction, and before leaving, he turned back and reminded her, "Your phone is charging on the table. If you're bored, play some games."

Only after the office door was closed did Yun Zheng let out a long sigh and touched her hot cheeks.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city view, and her heart was filled with joy.

Half an hour later, Fu Linghe's meeting ended.

When he returned to the office, Yun Zheng had already changed into the cheongsam that Fu Linghe had customized for her and was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

The sunlight shone through the window onto her, giving her a soft halo.

Fu Linghe stood at the door and watched quietly for a few seconds, his eyes incredibly soft.

"Have you seen enough?" Yun Zheng asked without raising her head, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"I can't see enough." Fu Linghe strode over and stretched out his hand to pull her up. "Let's go, the table is reserved."

He naturally picked up the small bag that Yun Zheng had placed aside, and then took the cashmere coat from the coat rack and put it on his arm.

Just as Yun Zheng was about to reach out to take it, Fu Linghe shook his head gently, "It's windy outside. Put it on when you get to the restaurant door."

In the elevator, Fu Linghe held Yun Zheng's bag in one hand, his fingers intertwined with hers in the other. "Note: A man who wanted to show off his affection deliberately didn't take his CEO elevator today!"

The elevator stopped at a certain floor and several employees walked in. They became visibly nervous when they saw Fu Linghe.

"Hello, Mr. Fu." They greeted him respectfully, but their eyes couldn't help but glance at the two people's shaking hands.

Fu Linghe just nodded lightly and held Yun Zheng's hand even tighter.

Yun Zheng could feel those vague gazes cast cautiously at her, but Fu Linghe's actions also made her feel at ease.

After leaving the company building, Fu Linghe took out an umbrella from somewhere and considerately opened it and held it over Yun Zheng.

"Sunscreen."

"When did you prepare it?" Yun Zheng asked in surprise.

"Ever since we got married, I've been in the habit of carrying an umbrella," Fu Linghe said casually. "The weather forecast says it'll be sunny all week."

Yun Zheng felt warm in her heart. Such small details were everywhere in married life, and her heart trembled every time she discovered them.

The driver had already driven the car to the company gate. When he saw them coming out, he immediately got out and opened the back door.

Fu Linghe waved his hand and said, "I'll drive, you don't have to follow."

The driver nodded in understanding, handed the keys to Fu Linghe and left.

"You seem to like driving very much?" Yun Zheng asked curiously.

She found that he drove himself every time they went out.

"Not really." Fu Linghe opened the car door for her, and protected her head with his palm to prevent it from hitting her head. "I just want to stay with you for a while longer."

He leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt. At such a close distance, Yun Zheng could smell the faint woody scent on him. "And..."

"And what?"

"And this way it's convenient for me to kiss you anytime." Fu Linghe said, pecked her quickly on the lips, then closed the car door as if nothing had happened and walked around to the driver's seat.

Yun Zheng covered her face with her hands and saw the smug curve on Fu Linghe's lips through her fingers.

Jiangnan Restaurant is located on a quiet street in the city center. It is elegantly decorated with red lanterns hanging at the door.

After Fu Linghe parked the car, he walked around to the passenger seat to open the door for Yun Zheng and draped the coat over her shoulders.

"I'm not cold..." Yun Zheng was about to refuse, but Fu Linghe had already put on her coat without any explanation.

He took her hand as he spoke, "This coat goes perfectly with your skirt."

"Mr. Fu has even considered this?" she couldn't help but ask.

Fu Linghe smiled but did not answer, just held her hand tightly.

The restaurant manager came over immediately upon seeing Fu Linghe. "Mr. Fu, the private room you reserved is ready. Please come this way."

The box is decorated in an antique style, with a small bamboo forest outside the window, and the environment is quiet and peaceful.

Fu Linghe pulled out a chair for Yun Zheng and waited until she sat down before sitting opposite her.

"Let's start with a pot of Longjing tea." Fu Linghe said to the waiter, then turned to Yun Zheng, "What would you like for an appetizer?"

Yun Zheng browsed the menu and said, "Let's have the cold-mixed black fungus and the drunken chicken."

Fu Linghe nodded and added a few more dishes that Yun Zheng liked. Finally, he specifically reminded her, "The crab meat dumplings must be freshly steamed. Be careful not to burn my wife when serving."

The waiter smiled and noted it down, and couldn't help but look at the couple a few more times when leaving.

When the tea arrived, Fu Linghe poured a cup for Yun Zheng first, saying, "Be careful, it's hot."

Yun Zheng was about to reach for the teacup when Fu Linghe suddenly stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

He walked over to Yun Zheng and pulled out an ultra-thin silk apron from his suit pocket. "The dishes in this restaurant are prone to greasy spills."

As he spoke, he bent down and gently put the apron around Yun Zheng, and his fingers nimbly tied a bow at the back.

Yun Zheng looked at him in surprise, "You even prepared this?"

Fu Linghe's fingers gently adjusted the apron string behind her neck. "Didn't your white skirt get splattered with oil when we went to eat hot pot last time?"

Yun Zheng felt a warm feeling in her heart. She had almost forgotten such a small thing, but Fu Linghe remembered it clearly.

The dishes were served one after another, and Fu Linghe took care of almost all the work that needed to be done.

He skillfully peeled the skin of the crab meat dumplings, blew the steaming hot filling to cool it down before putting it into Yun Zheng's bowl; he deboned and sliced ​​the drunken chicken and placed it neatly in front of her.

"I can do it myself." Yun Zheng looked at him a little embarrassedly.

Fu Linghe turned a deaf ear and continued his "feeding" business, "I just like taking care of you."

As he spoke, he patiently wiped the sauce from the corner of Yun Zheng's mouth with a tissue.