Chapter 120 It seems they still don’t know who the lady is
The next morning, when Yun Zheng woke up, Fu Linghe was no longer in the room.
She stretched herself and sat up in bed, her mind in a daze.
Oh no! Aren’t we going back home today?
Fu Linghe didn't tell her what time he booked the flight. It's already past 11 o'clock. Could he have missed the flight?
Yun Zheng thought about it and quickly lifted the quilt, put on her clothes in a hurry, turned around and saw Fu Linghe leaning lazily against the door, looking at her leisurely.
He spoke slowly, "Good morning, Madam!"
"It's getting late. What time did you book your flight? You won't miss your flight, will you?" Yun Zheng's tone revealed a hint of impatience as she turned around in a panic to pack her small belongings.
Fu Linghe couldn't help but chuckle at her flustered look. He slowly walked over to her and smoothed out her messy hair. "What's the rush? You don't have to worry about the plane ticket."
Yun Zheng looked up and glared at him, her tone filled with anxiety. "How can I not be anxious? It's already past 11 o'clock. What if I miss my flight? Even though you have money, you can't waste it like this, right?"
Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of teasing, "Madam, are you feeling sorry for me because of the money?"
Yun Zheng was speechless when he asked her that, but she still said stubbornly, "Who cares about your money? I just think... I don't think it's necessary to waste it."
Fu Linghe chuckled and reached out to pinch her cheek. "Don't worry, you won't miss your flight. I've arranged a private plane that can take off at any time. There's no need to rush."
The last time they came here, they were in a hurry and didn't have time to apply for a flight, so they came in first class.
This time, there is plenty of time to go back, so he can just take a private plane. Fu Linghe has the means to do so.
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, then reacted, a trace of embarrassment flashing across her face, "Private jet? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Fu Linghe shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone, "You didn't ask. Besides, it's quite interesting to see you anxious."
Yun Zheng was so angry that she raised her hand and punched him, "Fu Linghe, you did this on purpose!"
Fu Linghe smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling her into his arms. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Okay, don't be angry. Let's go have lunch first, and then we'll set off. We'll have plenty of time."
Yun Zheng was so coaxed by him that her anger subsided a lot, but she still couldn't help but glare at him, "Speak earlier next time, you made me worry for nothing."
Fu Linghe smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, I will definitely tell my wife in advance next time."
Yun Zheng then hummed in satisfaction and turned to wash up.
By the time she had finished packing, Fu Linghe had already had lunch prepared.
The dining table was filled with her favorite dishes, and the aroma was fragrant.
After Yun Zheng sat down, Fu Linghe thoughtfully picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her and said, "Try it and see if it suits your taste."
Yun Zheng took a bite and her eyes lit up immediately, "Delicious!"
Fu Linghe looked at her satisfied expression, his eyes full of doting, "Eat more if you like. There aren't so many delicious foods on the plane."
Yun Zheng nodded and concentrated on eating.
Fu Linghe didn't eat much himself, but he would pick up some food for her from time to time, his movements were natural and considerate.
After lunch, Fu Linghe took Yun Zheng to the airport.
Along the way, Yun Zheng felt much more relaxed and even began to look forward to the next journey.
When we arrived at the airport, the private jet was already ready.
Yun Zheng boarded the plane and looked at the spacious and comfortable cabin. She couldn't help but sigh, "Private jets are really more comfortable. No need to queue or squeeze."
Fu Linghe smiled and sat down beside her, putting his arm around her shoulders. "As long as Madam is satisfied."
Yun Zheng leaned in his arms, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Fu Linghe, are you using money to corrupt me?"
Fu Linghe looked down at her with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Has the Madam been corrupted?"
Yun Zheng blinked and pretended to think, "Hmm... still a little bit short."
Fu Linghe chuckled, lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, "Then I will continue to work hard."
Yun Zheng laughed out loud because of his amusement, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.
She knew that although Fu Linghe liked to tease her sometimes, he loved her sincerely.
After the plane took off, Yun Zheng leaned in Fu Linghe's arms and gradually fell sleepy.
Fu Linghe patted her back gently and coaxed her in a low voice, "Go to sleep. I'll call you when it's time."
Yun Zheng nodded, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.
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A few hours later, the plane landed steadily on the private helipad of Tanxiyuan Manor.
Yun Zheng ate something in the middle of the meal and fell asleep again in a daze. She hasn't woken up yet.
Fu Linghe was reluctant to call her, so he bent down, picked her up horizontally, and got off the plane.
Butler Feng had already been waiting with the driver at the private helipad.
Seeing Fu Linghe coming down with Yun Zheng in his arms, he immediately ran over to open the car door for him.
"Young Master..." Butler Feng bowed respectfully and was about to greet Fu Linghe, but Fu Linghe immediately gave him a look to signal him not to speak.
Butler Feng knew what the young master meant, but he just nodded slightly like a gentleman and said nothing.
After the car returned to the main house, Fu Linghe carried Yun Zheng back to her room before going to the study.
In the study, Secretary Qi had been waiting for a long time. Fu Linghe had already sent him a message when he was on the plane, asking him to come to Tanxiyuan.
Seeing Fu Linghe come in, he immediately stood up and respectfully handed over a document, "Mr. Fu, this is the project progress report for the past few days. Please take a look."
Fu Linghe nodded, took the document, walked to the desk and sat down.
He opened the document and quickly scanned the contents with a focused and calm expression.
Although he has something on his mind, he is never careless about his work.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, as if he was thinking about something.
Secretary Qi stood aside, waiting for Fu Linghe's instructions.
Seeing Fu Linghe close the file, he whispered, "Mr. Fu, there is one more thing I need to report to you."
"Speak." Fu Linghe's voice was low and calm, without any emotional fluctuations.
"Two days ago, someone from the Zhou Group sent an invitation to you and your wife to attend Zhou Yushen's engagement party." Secretary Qi said, carefully observing Fu Linghe's expression.
Fu Linghe's brows twitched slightly, and his eyes became a little colder for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.
He leaned back in his chair, his fingers gently stroking the edge of the document, as if thinking about something.
After a moment, he said calmly, "Where's the invitation?"
Secretary Qi immediately took out the exquisite invitation from the folder and handed it over with both hands.
Fu Linghe took the invitation and his eyes fell on the gold-embossed font on it, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
His fingers gently stroked the edge of the invitation, as if feeling the cold touch.
"Zhou Yushen..." Fu Linghe whispered the name, his tone calm, but with a barely perceptible hint of coldness.
He looked at the invitation, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You invited me and my wife. It seems that he doesn't know who my wife is yet?"
He threw the invitation back on the table, looked up at Secretary Qi, and the smile on his lips became even wider. "Reply to them that my wife and I will be there on time."
Secretary Qi nodded, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. His boss Fu had never been interested in these banquets, and he didn't expect that he would actually attend Zhou Yushen's engagement banquet this time.
But he soon realized that as the winner, Mr. Fu would naturally go to his rival's engagement party.
"Okay, President." Assistant Qi responded and went out first.
Fu Linghe stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.
As the night deepened, the light from the window shone on his face, making his expression even more stern.
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