Chapter 196 Your boss Fu has spoken personally, how can I refuse
Yun Zheng looked up and saw Cen Lian standing there with a glass of champagne in his hand. He was wearing a haze blue dress with a smile on his face.
Yun Zheng's ears turned slightly red after hearing what she said, but she pretended to be calm and looked away, snorting softly, "Who was looking at him? I was just thinking about something, just daydreaming."
Cen Li'an laughed out loud, stepped closer in high heels, and deliberately stretched out his tone, "Oh~~, you're in a daze~~~"
She shook the champagne in her hand and handed a glass to Yun Zheng. "Then may I ask, Miss Yun, why do the corners of your mouth turn up when you're daydreaming?"
Yun Zheng took the champagne, tapped the glass lightly with her fingertips, and glared at her threateningly, "Cen Lian, you talk too much today?"
Cen Li'an wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he moved closer to her and lowered his voice, "I'm so happy for you! Mr. Fu is so good to you, he even takes care of your brother. He's a perfect husband!"
Yun Zheng took a sip of champagne, the sweet yet bitter liquid sliding down her throat. She lowered her eyes to look at the bouquet of lilies of the valley in her hand, a gentle smile spreading in her eyes.
"Yeah, he is indeed...very good."
Seeing her like this, Cen Li'an couldn't help but tease her again, "Oh, your tone is so sweet that it makes my teeth hurt!"
Yun Zheng finally couldn't hold it anymore and reached out to gently push him, "Stop it!"
"By the way, An An, when did you come back? Didn't you say you wouldn't come back? Why did you come back suddenly?" Yun Zheng was so busy joking with her that she almost forgot about the important matter.
"I've been back for a while now. It was your boss, Mr. Fu, who said he might not be able to pay much attention to you at the annual meeting, so he asked me to come back and accompany you."
Cen Li'an spread his hands helplessly, "Your boss Fu has already spoken, how can I refuse his respect?"
"Besides, Mr. Fu wants to propose to you, so I have to come back to help. I want to witness all your happiness."
Yun Zheng was slightly startled, and her fingers holding the champagne glass tightened unconsciously.
Seeing her reaction, Cen Li'an couldn't help but laugh even more happily, "What? Are you so moved that you can't speak?"
Yun Zheng pursed her lips, and her eyes unconsciously passed through the crowd and looked in the direction where Fu Linghe went out.
Cen Li'an followed her gaze and deliberately dragged out his tone, "Still looking! Your husband hasn't come back yet. Yun Zheng, you're almost like a husband-waiting stone."
Yun Zheng quickly averted her gaze, coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment at having her thoughts exposed, and whispered, "When did he contact you? Why didn't he tell me..."
Cen Li'an shook his wine glass and said with a smile, "Half a month ago, he called me personally and asked me to come back to accompany you."
She paused and added, "Oh, by the way, he even specially arranged my itinerary, even booking the air tickets and hotel, and I received VIP treatment throughout the trip. Wow, with this kind of treatment, I want to marry him."
Yun Zheng's ears felt slightly hot, and she muttered softly, "He's really thoughtful."
Cen Li'an leaned closer to her and lowered his voice, "Honestly, your President Fu is really good to you. He even takes good care of your best friend."
She blinked and said, "I was worried that you would be wronged if you married into a wealthy family. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."
"Zheng Zheng, I'm telling you, this is really embarrassing. Didn't I block your husband the last time you and he had a conflict?"
"Then I forgot to bring it back to him, and this time he was so thoughtful to reimburse all my travel expenses. I was so embarrassed!"
At first, Yun Zheng was a little confused as to when she and Fu Linghe had last had a conflict.
After thinking for a moment, she realized that it was that time when she misunderstood the relationship between her younger sister and Fu Linghe, and when Cen Li'an took her to order a male model!
My face instantly turned red to my ears!
The two best friends were chatting when Fu Linghe walked in with the soft cashmere shawl with pearl tassels.
She gently spread out her slender fingers and gently draped the dress over Yun Zheng's shoulders.
His fingertips accidentally brushed against the back of her neck, which was slightly cool, but warmed Yun Zheng's heart.
"Are you done talking?" he asked in a low voice, his eyes moving between Yun Zheng and Cen Lian.
Cen Li'an smiled and raised his champagne glass, saying, "Mr. Fu, you've arrived just in time. If we continue talking, someone will be so embarrassed that they'll crawl into a hole."
Fu Linghe raised the corners of his lips slightly, unable to hide his doting smile.
He reached out and took the glass from Yun Zheng's hand naturally, and drank the rest of her champagne in one gulp. "I'll take her to the lounge to change her shoes."
As he spoke, he nodded to Cen Lian and said, "Miss Cen, please make yourself at your leisure."
"Go quickly! I won't disturb you two anymore." Cen Lian raised his eyebrows and urged.
Yun Zheng was held by his waist as they walked towards the lounge. She protested softly, "My shoes are very comfortable, no need to change."
Fu Linghe looked down at her, his eyebrows raised slightly. "You've been standing for three hours, don't your feet hurt?"
Yun Zheng, who was mentioned, was suddenly speechless.
She was wearing custom-made crystal high heels today. Although they were beautiful, it was indeed a bit uncomfortable for her to stand for a long time.
The lounge was quiet and warm. Fu Linghe locked the door and helped her sit down on the sofa.
He knelt on one knee and gently took her ankle in his.
"Lift your feet." He said in a low voice.
Yun Zheng subconsciously retracted her toes, "I can do it myself..."
Fu Linghe lifted her feet without giving her any chance to refuse and skillfully untied the thin straps.
His fingers were warm and dry, carefully massaging her slightly red heels. His tone was full of heartache, "They're all rubbed red."
He took out a pair of soft flat shoes from the gift box next to him. The uppers were decorated with tiny pearls, which shone with a warm luster under the light.
"I specially asked the designer to design it to match your dress. It shouldn't make your feet tired." He said as he put it on her, his movements as gentle as if he was treating some rare treasure.
Yun Zheng stared blankly at his drooping eyelashes, which cast a shadow under his eyes.
This man, who was always decisive in front of outsiders, was now kneeling on one knee to change her shoes, with a focused expression as if this was the most important thing in the world.
"Fu Linghe..." she called him softly.
Fu Linghe raised his head, her figure reflected in his deep eyes: "Hmm?"
Yun Zheng suddenly leaned forward and hugged him, burying her face in his shoulder. "Thank you for always being so thoughtful."
Fu Linghe held her face in his hands, gently stroking the red corners of her eyes with his fingertips, his eyes so gentle that they almost melted her.
"Zheng Zheng..." He called her name softly, his voice hoarse.
Yun Zheng unconsciously held her breath and watched him slowly approach.
His nose brushed against hers, their warm breaths mingling.
The distance was close enough to see his distinct eyelashes and the deep affection in his eyes.
His lips gently covered hers, first with a touch as light as a dragonfly touching the water, as if to confirm her temperature.
Yun Zheng closed her eyes unconsciously, feeling the softness of his lips.
Fu Linghe's kiss gradually deepened, but he restrained the strength and gently traced the shape of her lips.
He ran his fingers through the hair at the back of her head, carefully protecting her delicate hairstyle, but he couldn't help but hold her in his arms.
Yun Zheng's hands unconsciously climbed up his shoulders, and her fingertips touched the taut muscles under his neatly ironed suit fabric.
She could feel the strength of his suppression. Although he clearly wanted more, he always maintained just the right amount of gentleness.
"Hmm..." She moaned unconsciously, but in return he kissed her even deeper.
Fu Linghe's other hand slid to her waist and held her firmly.
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