Chapter 208 I'll be jealous if you're so attentive to other men!

Yun Zheng pulled Fu Linghe and gently hooked her fingertips around his crooked tie.

Fu Linghe lowered his head cooperatively, with a mischievous smile in his eyes, and let her play with him.

"Don't move!" Yun Zheng was afraid that he would do something wrong, so she grabbed his tie and warned him first.

After giving the warning, she stood on tiptoe and rubbed the lipstick marks on her tie with her fingertips.

On the light apricot silk fabric, the bright red is particularly eye-catching, like a red plum petal fallen in the snow.

Fu Linghe suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Yun Zheng was caught off guard and bumped into his chest. She smelled the faint woody scent from his collar mixed with a hint of sweet pineapple cake.

"Keep it." Fu Linghe's voice was so low that only she could hear it, and his warm lips brushed her earlobe. "This is my capital for showing off~"

The man's lingering sound turned into a light laugh, causing a slight shiver to appear on the back of Yun Zheng's neck.

Yun Zheng couldn't do anything about him, so she could only let him proudly carry the lipstick mark on his face as they walked towards the parking lot side by side.

The winter breeze blew with a hint of coolness, blowing Yun Zheng's long hair onto Fu Linghe's face.

His arm was always loosely around her waist, as if he was afraid she would run away.

Walking to the front of the car, he opened the door with one hand and deliberately waved his tie in front of her with the other hand, smiling like a fox who had succeeded.

Yun Zheng rolled her eyes at him, then sat in the passenger seat. As she lowered her head to fasten her seatbelt, she suddenly remembered something and looked up, "Haven't you returned Dr. Jiang's call yet?"

Fu Linghe had just started the car when he heard the words and tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel. He said in a nonchalant tone with a hint of amusement, "Wife, I'll be jealous if you're so attentive to other men."

Yun Zheng's ears warmed when he called her "wife." She raised her hand and gently pinched his waist, saying angrily, "Stop joking and call me back."

Fu Linghe had just had a physical examination some time ago, and Yun Zheng was worried that something might happen to Fu Linghe's health.

Only then will I urge him to call back quickly.

"Okay, okay, listen to my wife. I'll call him back right away."

Fu Linghe responded lazily with a drawn-out tone, but his right hand remained on the steering wheel without moving. When he took out his cell phone with his left hand, he deliberately rubbed the back of Yun Zheng's hand with his knuckles.

Yun Zheng immediately pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.

Fu Linghe chuckled, turned sideways and shook the phone screen towards her, and Jiang Chenyu's name was clearly visible on the call interface.

The winter afternoon sun shone through the car window onto his eyelashes, casting a small shadow under his eyes, but it could not cover the subtle light in his eyes.

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Chenyu's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone, "Boss, where have you been? Why didn't you answer the phone!"

"Keep your voice down, you're scaring your sister-in-law!" Fu Linghe held the phone farther away, frowning slightly, but his usual lazy smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.

He glanced sideways at Yun Zheng, reached out and gently rubbed the top of her head, as if to soothe her emotions.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know my sister-in-law was with you." Jiang Chenyu apologized seriously, and then he started to tease her in a less serious way, "Did I disturb you?"

"What do you think?" Fu Linghe leaned on the car window with one hand, his eyes fixed on Yun Zheng in the passenger seat, and spoke lazily, "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm busy."

"It's nothing serious. I just wanted to ask you out for a get-together. Just keep my sister-in-law company. I won't bother you any more."

There really wasn't anything big going on for Jiang Chenyu to look for him. It was just that his family had been urging him to go on a blind date recently, and he was a little annoyed, so he wanted to have a drink with his brothers.

Relieve his depressed mood.

He knew very well that Fu Linghe would definitely not come out because he was accompanying Yun Zheng, and he didn't want to make himself unhappy.

"Well, since you're okay, then..."

Fu Linghe had barely finished speaking when Yun Zheng snatched the phone from his hand. "Doctor Jiang, this is Yun Zheng."

"Hello, sister-in-law." Jiang Chenyu greeted Yun Zheng politely.

"Didn't Fu Linghe have a physical examination a few days ago? Are the results out yet?" Yun Zheng didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"He came out a long time ago. The boss is in good health. Don't worry, sister-in-law." Jiang Chenyu was telling the truth and did not lie to Yun Zheng.

"I'll send you a copy of his physical examination report later. Boss has been eating regularly lately, and his stomach is in good shape."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Yun Zheng had just finished speaking when Fu Linghe snatched the phone away from her before Jiang Chenyu on the other end of the line could say anything.

"Nothing, I'll hang up." The man hung up the phone with a flick of his finger and threw the phone into the back seat. The whole action was smooth and fluid.

"My wife is so worried about my health." Fu Linghe suddenly leaned over, his nose almost touching Yun Zheng's, and his warm breath with a faint mint scent fanned her lips.

He deliberately pronounced the word "body" vaguely, and his Adam's apple vibrated slightly with his low chuckle.

Yun Zheng shrank back, resting her head against the headrest. "Don't be so naive. I'm just worried that you might have upset your stomach from the hot pot you accompanied me to last time, and I'm feeling uneasy..."

The ending tone of Yun Zheng suddenly changed!

Because someone's hand was on her waist at some point.

Fu Linghe became more and more aggressive and brought the person towards him, and the lipstick mark was very close.

"My stomach has been healed for a long time." He suddenly grabbed Yun Zheng's hand and pressed it against his abdomen. He could feel the firm muscle lines through his shirt. "Do you want to check it yourself?"

While speaking, Fu Linghe deliberately tightened his abdominal muscles, and his eyelashes fluttered in the sunlight like a naughty butterfly.

"No... no need! Let's go home." Yun Zheng's voice trembled slightly uncontrollably, and her long eyelashes fluttered in panic, casting tiny shadows under her eyes.

She put her hand against Fu Linghe's chest, which was getting closer and closer, but her fingertips accidentally unbuttoned one of his shirts. When her slightly cool fingertips touched his warm skin, she shrank back as if burned.

"Well, let's go home and let Mrs. Fu check it slowly." Fu Linghe chuckled, pinched her waist lightly with his big hand, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Mrs. Fu can check it in any way she wants."

He deliberately pulled his tie a little loose, revealing a small piece of skin at his collarbone. His Adam's apple moved up and down as he spoke, inexplicably tempting people to commit a crime. "From top to bottom, from inside to outside, anything is fine."

He looked like he was ready to be picked.

"Fu Linghe!" Yun Zheng's ears were red as blood. She reached out to cover his mouth, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the seat.

The man narrowed his eyes triumphantly, like a sated fox, and brushed his thin lips against her palm. "Didn't the Madam say she was going home for a 'check'?"

Fu Linghe's tone rose slightly, with obvious teasing.

Yun Zheng kicked him on the calf in embarrassment.

The car was too heated, and tiny beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose. Her hair stuck to her blushing cheeks, like a crumpled ink painting.

"I said go home! I didn't say get checked!"

Yun Zheng's voice suddenly rose a few notches, but the ending tone was soft and trembling, like a cat with its fur standing on end and lacking confidence.

Her eyes widened in embarrassment, her fingers clenched the seat belt so tightly that her knuckles turned slightly white, as if she was trying to grab something to steady her pounding heart.

But Fu Linghe's tie was still hanging loosely in front of her eyes, and the bright red lipstick mark made her eyes dizzy, so she had to turn her head away and not look at him.

"Going home means going home... Who wants to check on you!" She muttered softly, with a hint of annoyance in her tone.

But his voice became softer and softer, and the last few words were almost lingering between his lips and teeth, as if he himself felt that his words were not convincing.

The wind coming through the car window made her hair flutter gently, and a strand of it stuck to her lips unruly.

She subconsciously reached out to brush it away, but because she was flustered, she couldn't get the disobedient hair to work properly.

Fu Linghe chuckled softly, and gently hooked her scattered hair with his fingertips, slowly and methodically tucked it behind her ears. It was obviously the simplest action, but it still successfully touched Yun Zheng's heart.

"Okay, just go home." He said in a low voice with a somewhat indulgent smile.