Chapter 313 Business Trip on the Eve of the Engagement Banquet

For the next twenty days, the entire Fu family, young and old, men and women, were busy as hell.

From the layout of the banquet hall to the confirmation of the guest list, even the combination of meals must be carefully considered.

Shen Lanshu has to check the procedures several times every day with dozens of responsible persons, for fear of making any mistakes.

Yun Zheng, on the other hand, became the most idle person in the entire Fu family.

Apart from occasionally trying on dresses and going shopping with her bestie Cen Lian, she spent most of her time in Fu Linghe's office, helping him process documents or lying on the sofa reading.

Fu Linghe was very focused when he was working, but he would look up at her every half hour. Only when he saw that she was behaving well would he continue to lower his head to sign.

Sometimes Yun Zheng teased him on purpose. When he was reading documents, she would quietly move to his side and gently poke his waist with her fingers.

Fu Linghe didn't even raise his head. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, bent down and kissed her, then continued working as if nothing had happened.

Occasionally, when she looked up, she could see Fu Linghe's profile as he concentrated on his work.

He held the pen with his slender fingers and signed his name on the document in a flamboyant manner. When he frowned slightly, the small mole on his nose looked particularly sexy.

Every tiny movement can make Yun Zheng lose all her soul!

"Have you seen enough?" Fu Linghe suddenly looked up, with a playful arc at the corner of his lips.

Yun Zheng hurriedly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed. "Who's looking at you? I'm reading."

"Really?" He put down his pen, stood up and walked towards her, his leather shoes making a crisp sound on the marble floor.

Yun Zheng subconsciously shrank back into the sofa, but he grabbed her wrist.

Fu Linghe leaned over, his other hand resting on the sofa backrest beside her ear, trapping her in a tight space. "Which book is better, or am I better?"

His warm breath fanned her face as he spoke, carrying a faint minty scent.

Yun Zheng's heartbeat quickened, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the pages of the book. "Of course... the book is good."

Fu Linghe chuckled, suddenly snatched the book from her hand and threw it aside, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Then you are not allowed to read it!"

The man's kiss was gentle and lingering. Yun Zheng felt dizzy from his kiss. It was not until she heard the assistant coughing outside the door that she pushed him away with a red face.

"Mr. Fu, the meeting is at three o'clock..." The assistant stood at the door, lowering his head awkwardly.

Fu Linghe stood up slowly and straightened his cuffs. "Postpone it for ten minutes."

After the assistant closed the door, he turned back to look at Yun Zheng, whose face was flushed. His thumb brushed the corner of her wet lips. "We'll continue tonight."

Maybe it’s because these past few days have been quite fulfilling, and in the blink of an eye, there are only five days left until the engagement party.

It was late at night and Yun Zheng had fallen asleep long ago. In a daze, she felt the mattress sink slightly.

She subconsciously turned over and snuggled into the familiar embrace, her nose rubbing against the faint woody scent lingering on the other's collarbone.

"Hmm~, are you back?" Her voice was soft and full of sleepiness.

Fu Linghe hummed, tightened his arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Only then did Yun Zheng realize that his suit jacket was still chilly from the night, and the collar of his shirt was a little messy, obviously he had just finished a social event.

"Has the company been very busy these past two days?" She raised her head and looked at his slightly tired expression in the moonlight.

Fu Linghe bent down and kissed the top of her head, his voice low, "Something's happened with the overseas branch. I have to go there tomorrow."

Yun Zheng instantly regained consciousness, her fingers unconsciously clenching the front of his pajamas. "How long will you be gone?"

"Three days at most." His warm hands touched the back of her neck, kneading it gently. "Don't worry, I will definitely be back before the engagement party."

Yun Zheng bit her lower lip and suddenly stood up. "I'll go with you."

Fu Linghe chuckled softly, stroking her delicate cheek with his fingers. "It's too much trouble. Just wait for me at home."

Seeing that she was about to object, he lowered his head and sealed her lips.

His kiss was more gentle and lingering than usual, with a soothing meaning. Yun Zheng was so weak from his kiss that she could only nod obediently.

"Then come back early." She muttered softly and snuggled into the man's arms.

Fu Linghe grabbed her restless hand and kissed it, "Okay."

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The next morning, Yun Zheng woke up earlier than Fu Linghe, which was rare.

I just can't sleep!

She lay on her side, quietly gazing at his sleeping profile, his thick eyelashes casting fan-shaped shadows under his eyes, his high nose bridge, and his thin lips slightly pursed.

She couldn't help but reach out her hand, lightly tracing his outline with her fingertips, but when she touched the corner of his lips, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Are you spying on me?" Fu Linghe opened his eyes, with a lazy look in his eyes as if he had just woken up.

Yun Zheng blushed and tried to pull her hand back, but he pulled her to his lips and kissed her. "What time is it?"

"Eight forty," she whispered. "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

Fu Linghe shook his head and sat up, the quilt sliding off to reveal his muscular chest.

Yun Zheng hurriedly looked away, but heard him chuckle, "You've seen it so many times, and you're still shy?"

"Lie down for a while, I'll help you find clothes." Fu Linghe rubbed her little head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Yun Zheng watched his figure disappear at the door of the locker room, and felt inexplicably lost in her heart. She got out of bed and followed him into the cloakroom.

She leaned against the door frame and stared blankly at Fu Linghe who was carefully helping her match clothes.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Fu Linghe turned around and raised his eyebrows at her.

Yun Zheng shook her head, walked behind him, put her arms around his waist, and pressed her cheek against his broad back. "I just suddenly felt that... your back is very beautiful."

Fu Linghe put down the hanger in his hand and turned around, pinching her chin and kissing her, "Mrs. Fu, are you reluctant to let me go?"

Yun Zheng did not deny it and snuggled in his arms sullenly.

Fu Linghe coaxed her for a long time before getting her to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

At the dining table, Yun Zheng sipped orange juice and poked at the muffin on the plate with a lack of interest.

Seeing this, Fu Linghe picked up a piece of food and handed it to her mouth, "Open your mouth."

"I can do it myself..."

"Be good, just feed you this one bite." His tone was gentle but unyielding.

Yun Zheng had no choice but to open her mouth. The soft cake melted in her mouth, with just the right sweetness.

"Is it tasty?"

"......Um."

Fu Linghe chuckled and fed her another half plate of food until she shook her head and said she really couldn't eat any more.

He glanced at his watch and said, "I'll take you back to the old house."

"Why?" Yun Zheng frowned subconsciously.

"I'm worried you'll be bored at home alone." He reached out and ruffled the top of her head. "And Mom and the others must be missing you."

Yun Zheng curled her lips and muttered softly, "I'm not a child..."

Fu Linghe suddenly bent down and picked her up horizontally, startling her so much that she cried out softly, "Fu Linghe!"

"If you're not a child, why do you need someone to hold you?" He raised his eyebrows and carried her upstairs.

Yun Zheng blushed and buried her head in his shoulder, greedily absorbing the soothing cedar scent from him.

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Half an hour later, in front of the Fu family's old house, Shen Lanshu was waiting at the door having received the news.

Seeing the car approaching, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Zheng Zheng is here!"

Fu Linghe stood behind Yun Zheng with one hand in his pocket: "Mom, the person is here for you, don't let her get tired."

"Need I tell you?" Shen Lanshu rolled her eyes at him, pulling Yun Zheng's hand and looking her up and down. "Why do you seem to have lost weight? Did that brat not take good care of you?"

Yun Zheng quickly shook her head, "No, Mom."

Fu Linghe glanced at his watch and turned to Yun Zheng, "Call me if you have anything."

He paused, then added, "Anytime."

Yun Zheng nodded, and suddenly felt reluctant.

She watched Fu Linghe turn and walk towards the car, his slender back looking particularly tall and straight in the sunlight.

Somehow, she suddenly jogged over and grabbed his sleeve.

Fu Linghe turned around and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Yun Zheng bit her lip and suddenly took a step forward and hugged him.

Fu Linghe was stunned for a moment, then tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

"Madam, are you still reluctant to part with me?" he asked in a low voice with a smile in his voice.

Yun Zheng buried her face in his chest and hummed muffledly.

Fu Linghe lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. "I'll be back soon."

Yun Zheng stood there until the car drove away.

Shen Lanshu came over and patted her shoulder gently, "Come in, it's cold outside."

Yun Zheng finally came to her senses and followed Shen Lanshu into the old house.

When she passed by the floor-length mirror in the hallway, she saw her slightly red eyes and quickly blinked back the tears in her eyes.

"A short absence is better than a new marriage." Shen Lanshu waved her round fan and said with a smile, "That brat must be more anxious to come back than you are."

Yun Zheng followed Shen Lanshu into the old house, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the phone.

"Zheng Zheng, this is the lotus pastry that was just delivered." Chen Lanshu pushed the exquisite lotus pastry on the table towards her.

"Thank you, Mom." Yun Zheng looked at the pastries on the table, but she didn't have much appetite. However, her eyes couldn't help but glance at the mobile phone on her lap.

The screen is dark and there is no message prompt.

Chen Lanshu covered her mouth with her round fan and chuckled, "You miss him after only five minutes of separation?"

Yun Zheng's ears felt hot, and she almost knocked over her teacup. "I, I just..."

"Alright, alright." Shen Lanshu waved her fan gracefully. "Mom was young once too, so I understand."

Yun Zheng blushed and lowered her head, but her fingers involuntarily swiped the phone screen.

The chat interface is still stuck on the "Good morning" sent by Fu Linghe this morning.

She hesitated for a moment, then tapped her slender fingertips on the keyboard: [Be careful on your way, and let me know when you get to the airport.]

After sending the message, he immediately locked the screen and placed the phone upside down on his lap.

The water in the teacup reflected her slightly furrowed brows.

"bite--"

The prompt sounded at an astonishing speed.

Yun Zheng picked up the phone almost immediately, and her fingertips trembled when she unlocked it.

Fu Linghe: [Okay.]

Fu Linghe: [Miss me]

The short text was followed by a raised eyebrow expression, and one could imagine the man's joking expression even through the screen.

Yun Zheng bit her lower lip and tapped the screen with her fingertips: "No. Mom asked me to ask if you've arrived yet."

After sending it, I felt it was too awkward, so I quickly added an emoji of a kitten tilting its head.

Fu Linghe responded even faster this time: [Lie. When did Mrs. Fu learn to use her mother as an excuse?]

Yun Zheng felt her cheeks getting hot, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the tassels on her skirt.

Shen Lanshu was sipping tea slowly on the side, and her jade bracelets made crisp sounds as they bumped against each other.

"Mom..." Yun Zheng blushed and whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Shen Lanshu nodded in understanding, pointing her fan in the direction of the corridor, "Well, go ahead."

Yun Zheng almost fled from the living room.

After closing the bathroom door, she immediately made a video call to Fu Linghe.

The phone rang only once before it was connected, and Fu Linghe's angular face appeared on the screen.

He sat in the VIP waiting room, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window behind him, and the sunlight gave his outline a golden edge.

"Miss me so much?" He chuckled, his voice coming through the microphone with a slight electric sound.

Yun Zheng leaned against the sink and muttered softly, "Who told you to talk nonsense..."

Fu Linghe adjusted the angle of his phone, and Yun Zheng only then noticed that his tie was loosened a little, and his Adam's apple moved up and down as he spoke. "What did I say wrong? Didn't Mrs. Fu miss me?"

"You..." Yun Zheng was about to retort when she heard footsteps outside the door and quickly lowered her voice, "Mom is still outside."

Fu Linghe raised an eyebrow, suddenly leaned closer to the screen, and lowered his voice, "Then say something nice, and I'll hang up."

Yun Zheng bit her lip and shook her head, but a smile was in her eyes.

"Don't want to tell me?" Fu Linghe pretended to hang up, "Then I..."

"I miss you." Yun Zheng said quickly, her cheeks already red. "Come back soon."

Fu Linghe's eyes darkened, and he gently stroked the screen with his fingertips. His expression of secret satisfaction was too obvious. "Wait for me."