Chapter 95 Bai Yueguang is back
Fu Linghe's expression was too serious, which made Yun Zheng a little nervous.
She looked up at Fu Linghe with a questioning look in her eyes, "What's wrong?"
"I..." Fu Linghe had just opened his mouth to say one word when the rapid ringing of the cell phone in his suit pocket interrupted him.
He glanced down at his phone, saw the caller ID, and pressed the answer button.
"Baby~" As soon as the call was connected, a sweet female voice came from the receiver, clearly audible.
Fu Linghe quickly covered the receiver of the phone, looked up at Yun Zheng in horror, turned around and walked away.
Yun Zheng only felt a buzzing sound in her head, as if she was hit by a heavy hammer, and her whole body was fixed in place, unable to move.
Her fingers subconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her eyes fixed on Fu Linghe's back, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes that she herself was not even aware of.
Yun Zheng's heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably, and all kinds of thoughts were madly intertwined in her mind.
She had the urge to rush over and question him, but her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move at all.
And she seemed to have no right to question him. Although they were husband and wife, Yun Zheng was the weaker party in this marriage.
If it weren't for that bright red marriage certificate, she would be no different from the canary raised by Fu Linghe.
She could only stand there, watching Fu Linghe's figure walking farther and farther away, listening to his occasional low responses, "hmm" and "OK".
His tone was still calm, and it didn't sound like anything dramatic, but Yun Zheng had already filtered it, and it sounded inexplicably doting.
The bitterness in Yun Zheng's heart instantly spread throughout her body.
A few minutes later, Fu Linghe trotted towards him with a faint smile on his face.
He looked at his watch with a complicated expression, "It's a bit cold in the mountains, let's go home."
His tone was still gentle, but Yun Zheng's heart had already been disturbed by the phone call just now. She just felt a little ironic.
Yun Zheng's face showed no extra emotion and she nodded slightly.
Fu Linghe didn't notice anything unusual and still reached out to hold her hand as usual.
But Yun Zheng slightly quickened her pace and dodged his hand without leaving a trace.
He looked down at his empty hand, then looked at Yun Zheng who had already walked away. Without time to feel disappointed, he quickened his pace.
The two returned to the parking place one after the other, and Yun Zheng sat in the driver's seat first.
When Fu Linghe got into the car, Yun Zheng was already leaning back in the passenger seat with her eyes closed.
He looked at her deeply, but didn't think much of it, just thinking that she was tired and wanted to rest.
Fu Linghe turned around, took a small blanket from the back seat and gently covered Yun Zheng with it. He then raised the temperature in the car a little, gently fastened the seat belt, and started the car.
Yun Zheng in the co-pilot seat naturally did not fall asleep. She just didn't know how to get along with Fu Linghe, so she chose to close her eyes and rest.
Although she had her eyes closed, she could still feel Fu Linghe's movements of covering her with the quilt.
Can a man’s thoughtfulness be faked?
He could listen to others affectionately calling him "baby" while feeling at ease taking good care of her.
An hour and a half later, Fu Linghe's Cullinan drove into Tanxiyuan.
He had just parked the car and had not had time to unbuckle his seat belt when Yun Zheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, woke up without him noticing and had already opened the door and gotten out.
At this moment, Fu Linghe felt something was amiss and quickly got out of the car and chased after her, "Zheng Zheng."
Yun Zheng paused when she heard his voice, but did not turn back.
Fu Linghe had already trotted to her side. He reached out and held Yun Zheng, his eyes filled with undisguised worry. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Yun Zheng pulled the corners of her mouth, forming a forced smile, and shook her head gently, "No, I'm just a little tired."
Fu Linghe's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly upon hearing this.
Before he could say anything, Yun Zheng spoke first, "I want to go back to the bedroom and rest for a while."
Fu Linghe looked at her slightly pale face and said quickly, "Well, I'll help you up."
"No need, I can do it alone." Yun Zheng stepped back, increasing the distance between them.
Fu Linghe's heart was suddenly stabbed by her action, and he could only smile bitterly and nodded.
The couple walked into the living room one after another.
"Then you should have a good rest."
Yun Zheng was about to go upstairs when she heard Fu Linghe's deep voice behind her. "I have to go out for something and will be home late. What do you want to eat? Send me a message and I'll bring it back to you."
Yun Zheng looked up at Fu Linghe, forced a smile, and nodded with a relaxed look.
But the moment Fu Linghe turned around, her smile disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of loneliness.
Only after seeing Fu Linghe's eyes disappear from her sight did she turn around and go upstairs.
She sat alone on the bed in the bedroom, and Fu Linghe's expression when he answered the phone and the sweet female voice kept appearing in her mind.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. That cute 'baby' was like a surging tide, completely drowning her.
She must be back. The confident and outspoken girl on Fu Linghe's phone screen is back...
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Beijing International Airport!
A girl wearing a Chanel-style suit and sunglasses walked out of the VIP channel pulling a suitcase.
Although this is a very common outfit, her innate temperament still makes her the focus instantly.
Fu Linghe had already hurried to the airport and saw Fu Yuchu from a distance.
Fu Yuchu pulled his sunglasses down a little with one hand, and after seeing Fu Linghe not far away, he immediately ran towards him dragging his suitcase.
"My nephew, I miss you so much!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed towards Fu Linghe.
Fu Linghe just took a step to the side with a cold face, avoiding her warm and somewhat overly enthusiastic hug.
Fu Yuchu also predicted that he would dodge, and did not really put all his strength on him, otherwise he would have been in close contact with the ground by now!
She glanced at him coldly, her tone somewhat displeased, "Can't you even give your aunt a hug?"
"No, I'm married!" Fu Linghe looked down at the wedding ring on the nameless paper on his left hand. The meaning was self-evident.
Tsk! You never even gave me a hug before we got married!
"Is this a real marriage or a fake one? Why don't you bring your wife out to show me?" Fu Yuchu joked with a smile.
"Can a marriage be fake?" Fu Linghe snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a hint of arrogance. "You can see my wife whenever you want? Have you prepared the gift for meeting me?"
"I never thought you'd be so protective of your wife!" Fu Yuchu reached out and punched Fu Linghe's chest. "Why? I'm your elder, so of course I'll give you a lot of gifts."
"That's fine." After hearing the satisfactory answer, Fu Linghe reached out to take the suitcase from Fu Yuchu's hand and walked towards where they had parked.
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