Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Baby, why are you shaking?

Chapter 44

The dinner was booked at the most luxurious private club in northern Beijing. Tonight the whole place was reserved, and Fu Zhou would naturally pay for it.

All the present were prominent young men from northern Beijing, each accompanied by a female companion. They were all dressed up to the nines, making it look like a beauty contest.

Compared with these people, Zhou Yan seemed much more unworldly. At least he didn't bring a female companion. His friends joked and asked him why he didn't bring any.

Also asked him if he had someone in love?

Zhou Yan pushed them a few times and said, "Get lost."

He raised his eyes and looked around, but did not see the slender figure. Instead, he saw the two protagonists of today.

Fu Zhou and Shang Ziyi were late, not on purpose, but because they had been arguing for too long and missed the time.

Also, Shang Ziyi has a lot of requirements. She must dress up exquisitely when going out, especially for an occasion like tonight. She is the protagonist and cannot be outdone.

Along the way, she kept asking Fu Zhou, "How does this dress look on her? Does it look good?"

Fu Zhou answered seriously twenty times. The last time, he grabbed the back of her head and blocked her lips. Only then did her soft voice stop and replaced with a cat-like murmur.

Afterwards, Shang Ziyi took out a makeup mirror from her bag, looked at her smudged lipstick, and pouted, "Why are you kissing me? My makeup is smudged again."

Fu Zhou had no awareness that he had done anything wrong. He lifted her chin and looked at her carefully, his eyes looking as if they were about to spit fire.

He glared at her intensely and slowly said, "Why don't we not go there?"

Shang Ziyi: "Hmm?"

Fu Zhou: "Return to the Imperial Forest Garden."

Yulin Garden is the wedding house. If he goes back at this time, you can imagine what he will do.

Shang Ziyi's legs were still sore, and when she heard his words, she subconsciously kicked him, "Can you be more serious?"

"I'm not serious?" Fu Zhou gently rubbed her pink earlobe. "You haven't seen the most indecent person yet."

He lowered his head and sucked on the side of her neck, not caring whether it would leave a mark. He slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at Shang Ziyi and said dirty words.

"Baby, are you shaking?"

Shang Ziyi: “…”

After this happened, Shang Ziyi ignored him. She was putting on makeup and there was a kiss mark on her neck, which she needed to cover with concealer.

It took three coats to cover it up.

She wouldn't let him get close to her again.

Fortunately, Fu Zhou was busy answering a work call, and apart from playing with her fingers, he didn't do anything more outrageous.

No matter how hard they tried, they were still late. Shang Ziyi felt that this was not good and kept urging him. On the contrary, Fu Zhou seemed to be in a leisurely mood. She comforted him, "We are the protagonists tonight, so we can be late."

When Zhou Yan saw them coming, he hurried over and showed them his watch, "Brother, what time is it? Why are you here so late?"

Fu Zhou: "Too late?"

Zhou Yan was about to blurt out "It's too late" when he saw Shang Ziyi's shy face and pursed his lips, "It's okay."

"Then why are you rushing?" Fu Zhou said.

Zhou Yan was choked by him and was speechless. He paused for a few seconds and said, "By the way, sister-in-law, why didn't I see Fan Xue?"

Shang Ziyi smiled and said, "She has something to do and will come later."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yan asked.

Fu Zhou didn't like other men pestering his wife, so he interrupted, "Are you very familiar with Fan Xue? Why would she tell you something?"

Zhou Yan: “…” This person should be single for the rest of his life.

"I'm not familiar with it now, but maybe I will be familiar with it later."

"Then we'll talk about it later."

Fu Zhou put his arm around Shang Ziyi's shoulders and took her to sit down. From time to time, someone brought up wine and said, "Congratulations, happy wedding."

Among these people, some were people Shang Ziyi knew and some were people she didn’t. Regardless of whether she knew them or not, she nodded with a smile.

When he met a woman in a red dress, the man snorted at her, then turned around and talked to Fu Zhou with a smile on his face.

"Brother Fu, I called you several times but you didn't answer. I called your assistant, but he didn't return the call either. What's going on with you guys?"

This girl is the daughter of the Rong Group, fifteen years younger than Fu Zhou. She has admired him since childhood and her wish for many years has been to marry him.

Unexpectedly, someone got the upper hand and she was very unhappy.

Everyone else would smile when they saw the bride, but she didn't, acting as if Shang Ziyi didn't exist.

Fu Zhou didn't answer her nonsense, but frowned and said, "Didn't you see anyone? Why didn't you shout?"

Rong Xi reluctantly called out, "Sister-in-law."

"No." Fu Zhou said, "Call again."

She called out again: "...Aunt."

Shang Ziyi then understood that the person in front of her was not of the same generation as Fu Zhou. She had just forcibly raised his generation and called him Brother Fu.

"You call me aunt, what do you call him?"

Rong Xi hated being asked this question the most. She just called Fu Zhou "brother" and no one cared.

"Brother Fu." She pretended to be innocent.

Shang Ziyi said calmly, "Just call me uncle."

Rong Xi pouted and looked at Fu Zhou, "Brother Fu."

"Call me uncle." Fu Zhou said coldly. He didn't stop her before because he was too lazy to pay attention. He would never allow her to be so presumptuous again.

Rong Xi is not afraid of anyone except Fu Zhou. Whatever he says is what she does. "Uncle."

Shang Ziyi heard a satisfactory answer and turned to walk forward.

Fu Zhou followed closely behind.

Rong Xi wanted to stop him, but was stopped by his eyes.

She said aggrievedly: "I——"

Fu Zhou: "There is only one Mrs. Fu, and that is Shang Ziyi. Be careful!"

This was the first time he spoke so righteously.

Rong Xi felt very aggrieved, "We knew each other earlier than her, why can she do it but I can't?"

This was what she was most dissatisfied with. It was obvious that she was the one who met Fu Zhou first and got his attention first, so why did that woman get there first?

"Because..." Fu Zhou said in a voice heard by only the two of them, "I don't want anyone else except her."

Fan Xue arrived late. After finding Shang Ziyi, she sat down without saying a word. The waiter brought the wine, she took it, tilted her head back and took a big gulp.

Shang Ziyi reminded her to drink slowly.

Fan Xue: "I'm dying of thirst."

Shang Ziyi: "Is it done?"

Fan Xue: "Well, after teaching that little bastard a lesson, he's much more obedient now."

She seemed to have caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye. She uttered a "huh" and pouted, "Your husband is doing that with another woman, aren't you angry?"

Shang Ziyi disdained jealousy the most. She raised her eyebrows and said, "How about I get a divorce tomorrow?"

"..." Fan Xue opened her eyes wide, "Are you serious?"

"Really?" Shang Ziyi said, "You know, I'm a kind-hearted person and I wouldn't do anything like forcibly breaking up a couple."

"If they are in love, I will definitely help them."

"What do you want to accomplish?" Fu Zhou walked over and happened to hear this.

Fan Xue was wise enough to protect herself and left with the unfinished wine. Before leaving, she gave Shang Ziyi a look that told her to wish her the best.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to help, it’s just that Mr. Fu in front of her is friendly to Shang Ziyi and is dismissive of everyone else.

It was so cold that it seemed like ice chips would fall at any moment.

Shang Ziyi looked past Fu Zhou at Rong Xi, holding her chin and said, "She likes you so much, and you're not moved?"

"She likes your husband so much," Fu Zhou asked, "Aren't you jealous?"

An old fox is an old fox, he can dig a trap in minutes.

"If you had told me that you had a childhood sweetheart, I would not agree to get married," said Shang Ziyi.

"What do you mean?" Fu Zhou looked at her, "Do you regret it?"

Shang Ziyi pursed her lips and said, "A little."

"You have to bear it even if you regret it." Fu Zhou couldn't stand her nonchalant attitude. He wanted to hear her moans and gasps. He pulled her hand, held it in his palm, and kneaded it with his fingertips, neither lightly nor heavily. "There's no divorce in the Fu family. Being faithful to one's partner is our family motto."

Shang Ziyi was numb from being pinched by him. She shrank her fingers and frowned, "Stop lying. How can there be such a family motto?"

"Don't believe it?" Fu Zhou poked her palm, then hooked her legs under the table, completely disregarding the thought of being seen. He said casually, "You can ask Grandpa later to see if that's the case."

"Okay, I'll ask Grandpa." The numbness spread from her ankles. Shang Ziyi dodged, but when she saw him catching up again, she blushed and said, "There are people everywhere. Don't go too far."

"Too much? What's too much?" Fu Zhou pressed against her legs. "I've done something even more excessive just now."

"That's in the room."

"You mean, the room is okay?"

“…”

Shang Ziyi couldn't argue with him and said in a coquettish voice, "You hooligan."

Different from the way she looked when she was arguing with Rong Xi, now she was as beautiful as a blooming flower, exuding fragrance from the inside out.

It makes people want to take another bite.

Fu Zhou grabbed her hand and took a bite.

Shang Ziyi's eyes opened wide, and her peripheral vision met Rong Xi's. She was pouting, looking very angry.

Shang Ziyi was about to hide, but now she didn't. Her fingers slowly moved up Fu Zhou's arm, and after poking his sensitive spot, she saw his Adam's apple roll and he smiled triumphantly.

It seems to be saying, you deserve it.

Seeing her being so naughty, Fu Zhou was in a good mood. He pinched her jaw and said, "Kiss me."

"Okay." Shang Ziyi slowly leaned over, and when she was about to touch him, she poked Fu Zhou's cheek, "Who wants to kiss you? Dream on."

She pushed him away, stood up, and walked towards Fan Xue.

Fu Zhou was alone, and a few of his childhood friends came over and said, "Dude, calm down a bit, we're all sick of watching this."

Fu Zhou picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "Don't look at it if you vomit."

"I thought you liked hot chili peppers like Rong Xi, but it turns out you like delicate girls."

"Whoever likes Rong Xi, don't say that anymore."

After Fu Zhou finished teaching them a lesson, he clinked glasses with them one by one and said, "No one from the Rong family is allowed to come to such an occasion again."

One of my childhood friends: "Are you really going to break up?"

Fu Zhou: "We didn't have much of a relationship to begin with."

My childhood friend: "You're really willing to do anything for your wife."

Fu Zhou: "My wife, I am happy."

The others were so jealous that their teeth were about to fall out. Fu Zhou glanced sideways to look for her. In the light and shadow, he saw a woman in a white evening gown, with her shoulders half exposed, and her figure as slender as jade.

The body is full and round, the waist is so thin that it can be held in one hand, the pretty buttocks are tightly wrapped, and the slender and sexy long legs are so beautiful that even the hem of the skirt cannot cover it.

A unique anklet is tied around her small ankle.

It was Fu Zhou who put it on her personally on the cruise ship just now, and he also worshipped her feet with his lips.

As devout as a believer.

If Shang Ziyi hadn't been confused at that time, she would have noticed something. This man had intentions towards her.

And it’s not just a little bit.

Everyone knows that the merchant princess always wears haute couture when traveling, but no one has ever seen the one she is wearing. The complex embroidery and intricate workmanship make it obvious at a glance that it is a masterpiece.

Because I had never seen the same model before, I couldn't help but ask where he bought it.

Shang Ziyi smiled faintly and said nothing. Fan Xue beside her said, "This is designed by Ziyi herself. It is unique and there is only one of its kind in the world."

Everyone looked incredulous when they heard this, but Rong Xi scoffed and murmured, "What are you showing off for? I can do that, too."

The people around laughed softly when they heard this. After all, this person from the Rong family really can't do anything except causing trouble.

The women here were chatting animatedly, while the men over there were also talking about their romantic affairs.

Zhou Yan had been secretly watching Fan Xue, and refused to admit it after being caught by Fu Zhou.

Fu Zhou: "Fan Xue is a good girl, don't mess with her."

Zhou Yan: "What do you mean? I'm not a good person."

"Well, you are not." Fu Zhou said this because of Shang Ziyi. He didn't want Zhou Yan to make a mistake and he would pay the price, so the best policy was to stop it in time.

"You're willing to give up your buddy's happiness for your wife?"

"right."

“…”

Fu Zhou was very thoughtful. "You can't covet the friends around her."

"What if I like her?" Zhou Yan asked.

"If you make my wife cry, no one will suffer the consequences," said Fu Zhou.

In his eyes, none of these people are good and none of them are worthy.

After another look from a distance, the next moment, Fu Zhou's eyes became sharp. A man was chatting with Shang Ziyi. No one knew what he was talking about, but Shang Ziyi covered her lips and smiled.

She laughed happily, and he felt like something was stabbing his heart.

It didn't hurt at first, but it got worse later.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, then put down the empty glass. He strode over and took her into his arms as if declaring sovereignty, saying softly:

"Baby, it's time to drink milk."