Chapter 88: Uncle, the son-in-law, I am her ex-boyfriend, she went abroad...
Fang Qingzhuo's journey back to the car was extremely long. He walked on the bumpy gravel stepping road and looked back every few steps.
That shouldn't be the case. Didn't she hear that I wanted to sleep in the car overnight?
As they were almost at the parking lot, they heard a series of rustling footsteps from behind. Fang Qingzhuo's indifferent mouth corners immediately raised, but the second pair of footsteps made him look away again.
Not Luo Shu.
He looked back warily and saw Xia Yimo with an expressionless face and Gu Jiaqian with a malicious look on her face.
Fang Qingzhuo rarely felt this kind of disadvantaged feeling of being scrutinized.
Gu Jiaqian crossed her arms: "I heard that you have been harassing Luo Shu unreasonably?"
The moon is dark and the wind is strong. This line is quite similar to the bad guys looking for trouble on TV.
Fang Qingzhuo was calm and composed: "Who said that?"
Gu Jiaqian didn't give him any slack: "Don't care who said it, just answer honestly."
Fang Qingzhuo said seriously, "It's neither unreasonable nor nagging."
Seeing that he hadn't changed his ways, Gu Jiaqian took two big steps forward and said, "This is your last chance. Confess and you'll get leniency. Resist and you'll get severity. Understand?"
Fang Qingzhuo was forced back to the car door, his expression unwavering. "I want to get Luo Shu back, so it's not unreasonable. It's been over a month since we met yesterday, and I haven't looked for her, so it's definitely not a case of pestering her."
"Hey, I find that you are really unreasonable but also have some reasons." Gu Jiaqian put her hands on her hips.
Fang Qingzhuo no longer had the usual defiant look on his face: "Don't worry, the two of you, I am serious about Luo Shu."
Xia Yimo, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke up: "How are you going to prove that you are serious?"
"Yes," Gu Jiaqian added, "If we were to encounter the same situation again, would you rather stand by the evidence that is so flawed and exposed that we don't believe it, or would you rather choose her unconditionally?"
Fang Qingzhuo took a deep breath. "I admit that Luo Shu and I did have an ignominious beginning. My fault for having preconceived notions is undeniable. All I can do now is try my best to provide her with the best possible support, both materially and spiritually. As for how to prove it."
He didn't like using flowery words to pretend sincerity; it seemed too fake. Acting like a "good student" was exhausting enough. It was like speaking on behalf of the students; a meticulously crafted speech wasn't nearly as satisfying as a simple "You all here are garbage and need more practice." Yet, this hypocritical world wanted to hear all sorts of thanks: thanks to the school, thanks to the teachers, thanks to the parents. It was absurd; the person who should be thanked most was himself, who had paid so much.
"I don't like empty talk. Verbal promises are just empty talk."
Xia Yimo chuckled lightly: "Oh, may I ask what your real ability is?"
Fang Qingzhuo openly allowed her to observe him without restraint: "My time, money, energy and thoughts."
"She's always my number one priority. In principle, every employee at Zhuyou works 40 hours a week, and female employees get paid leave during their periods. Between work and commuting time, I can spend 15 hours a day with her, which is 450 hours a month, or 19 days when rounded up."
Under the light of the street lamp, the serious expression on his face was clearly visible, and paired with his handsome face with clear outlines, it was particularly convincing.
"I will respect and protect her for the rest of her life. She enjoys romance, and making her happy is essential. Ensuring she has enough food and clothing is also the most basic. If necessary, I can find a lawyer to draw up a will right now. Besides, our family doesn't have a complicated network of relationships, no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and no annoying collateral relatives. As long as she's willing, it's not impossible for me to marry into her family. As for children, if she likes them, she can have them. If she doesn't like them, I have no objection. The word 'carrying on the family line' has never appeared in my vocabulary. If anyone gossips about me and pushes me out, it's just that there's something wrong with me..."
This explosive campaign statement made Xia Yimo, who usually kept her emotions to herself, frown and interrupt, "Hey, you're getting off topic."
Fang Qingzhuo shut up angrily: "This is part of my sincerity."
Gu Jiaqian and Xia Yimo exchanged glances. To be fair, it was hard not to be tempted by such conditions, even though they sounded awkward.
Xia Yimo has the most experience in meeting the wrong person: "That's just the nature of men. Once they get tired of you, all the hard work they put into you becomes a weapon they can use to stab you."
Fang Qingzhuo covered up the mess: "I don't know about other men, but I personally never like to dig up my past. Getting something for nothing only exists in the unrealistic fantasies of useless men. It's not that I don't want anything in return. I have only one request for Luo Shu from the beginning to the end: she can't leave me. After a hundred years, only I can go before her."
No matter how free of taboos you are, it's still scary, especially in the middle of the night when you can't see your hand in front of you.
Gu Jiaqian stroked her arm, which was covered in goosebumps from the evening breeze. "We came here tonight to warn you. We want to make it clear that we're not on your side, nor are we doing this for your contribution. If Luo Shu still chooses you in the future, and you dare to make her sad again, we will not forgive you. Even if this B&B is a disaster, it can serve as a nursing home for her for the rest of her life."
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Fang Qingzhuo was actually quite surprised that night. Instead of waiting for Luo Shu, he was greeted with a series of interrogations. He expressed his true feelings to Qingfeng Mingyue all night long, and leaned against the car door for a while, when he suddenly remembered the latest information provided by Xia Yimo and the others before they left: Luo Shu was going back to Ningcheng to visit her parents.
He took out his phone from his pocket and typed a search: "Strategy on Ningcheng's son-in-law's first visit."
The signal in the mountains was unstable, and Fang Qingzhuo was unable to load any information when he was halfway through his homework. He looked into the dark sky in the distance, put his hands in his pockets, stepped on the moonlight, and resolutely knocked on the door of Zhuang He's room.
"Who is it?"
"I."
After a long while, a complacent voice came from the inner room: "Who are you?"
"Your future best man."
As soon as the words fell, the door opened from the inside. Zhuang He leaned on the door frame with his hands. He had just finished a shower and his hair was still dripping with water. "Aren't you coming? I'm not the future best man."
Having achieved his goal, Fang Qingzhuo no longer needed to be polite. He strode into the room with his long legs and said, "Stop talking nonsense. What's the Wi-Fi password?"
This act of turning his back on the robber successfully made Zhuang He's face change again and again. He closed the door and went into the house, following the robber's back and cursing.
"I took you in, and if you're not grateful, it's fine. At least you should say thank you. Didn't I owe you in my past life? And now I've met you, my creditor, in this life."
Fang Qingzhuo turned a deaf ear to him and went straight to the sofa chair on the balcony where the lights were not on, and habitually took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Speak up, are you planning to use cold violence against me again? It's my good deed to get into trouble with you..." Zhuang He followed closely behind until he saw Fang Qingzhuo, who was shrouded in the night and holding his forehead with one hand. All the words he wanted to say were strangled in his throat.
When Fang Qingzhuo is quiet, he always gives people a feeling of being surrounded by sadness. The cigarette between his fingers curls up, covering most of his face and all his emotions, as if the real him is under the smoke, and he does not want to be seen through by outsiders.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Zhuang He opened the balcony glass door and sat down next to him.
Fang Qingzhuo reached for the ashtray and stubbed out his cigarette: "Are there any people from Ningcheng in our company?"
Zhuang He seemed puzzled and asked, "Why are you asking this?"
After putting out his cigarette, Fang Qingzhuo raised his chin to observe the night sky, staring at the clouds hidden in the night for a long time. "I won't be going back for the time being. Please keep an eye on the new project."
"Where are you going?" Zhuang He looked in the direction he was looking at. His neck was sore from lifting his hands. He couldn't see even a single star, and he didn't know what there was to see.
Fang Qingzhuo stroked the lighter in his hand: "Ningcheng."
"Ningcheng?" Zhuang He blinked his eyelashes and asked, "Is anyone in Ningcheng?"
Fang Qingzhuo said calmly, "My future father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Zhuang He was speechless and wiped the water beads from his wet hair with his hand: "No, did Luo Shu invite you home with her?"
Fang Qingzhuo tilted his head to avoid the splashing water: "No."
Zhuang He sneered at the expected answer: "Since they didn't call you, why are you being so sentimental?"
"You have to fight for opportunities yourself," Fang Qingzhuo explained. "Also, tell everyone I'm on a business trip and don't let anything slip."
Zhuang He looked at him: "Didn't someone say that we should give Luo Shu some time to figure it out?"
Fang Qingzhuo had been playing with his lighter out of boredom, but upon hearing this, his expression suddenly changed from dull to determined: "I won't wait any longer."
Zhuang He said in a serious tone, "Zhuo, we can't use unconventional methods."
Fang Qingzhuo didn't appreciate it: "When did I say I was going to use dirty tricks?"
Zhuang He looked at him carefully. "Your expression now is exactly the same as when the competitor accused us of plagiarism."
Fang Qingzhuo stared at him indifferently for a few seconds, then said calmly, "Your current behavior is no different from theirs. Stop slandering me."
Zhuang He burst into laughter and applauded: "I wish you success."
After this topic was over, the two of them lowered their heads and played with their phones tacitly. Zhuang He crossed his legs and played games, while Fang Qingzhuo continued to make strategies.
At the intense moment, Fang Qingzhuo suddenly turned off the screen and called Zhuang He, "Are you sleepy?"
Zhuang He asked, "Oh, you have a change of heart and care about me?"
Fang Qingzhuo shook his index finger, opened and closed his lips, and uttered the unpleasant truth in a shameless manner: "I didn't eat enough tonight, bring me something to eat."
The secluded balcony facing the mountain became even quieter. Zhuang He narrowed his eyes and secretly raised his foot to kick. Fang Qingzhuo seemed to have predicted his move and dodged the attack with a nimble tilt of his body.
Zhuang He missed his target and almost fell down. When he looked at the culprit again, he saw that he had already swaggered back to the room.
In an instant, the entire valley was filled with his voice: "Fang Qingzhuo, please behave yourself."
Luo Shu learned from Gu Jiaqian that Fang Qingzhuo was going on a "business trip" temporarily.
At the farewell banquet the next day, everyone at the table looked like they had been up all night, with dark circles under their eyes that seemed to fall into their bowls.
Fang Qingzhuo took the opportunity to steal a glance at Luo Shu while picking up some food. She still didn't sit with him. She discussed the tea-making process with Zhuang He, and chatted about gossip with her friends. She had endless topics to talk about with everyone except him.
Even when he set out, he didn't show up.
After Fang Qingzhuo left, Zhuang He and Xia Yimo left for work one after another. Luo Shu stayed for two nights and was ready to go home. The two places were not far apart, and Old Luo and Ms. Ai often complained about her being reluctant to leave.
The plane was delayed and landed an hour later than the original schedule of 4 o'clock.
Luo Shu didn't have much luggage and was walking lightly through the crowded airport. Before the fresh air outside could fully enter her lungs, Fang Qingzhuo, dressed in casual clothes, caught her eye first, with his SUV behind him.
"You, aren't you on a business trip?"
Fang Qingzhuo smiled faintly and took two steps forward: "Yes, I'm on a business trip in Ningcheng."
Luo Shu hadn't reacted yet. If she was clear-headed, she wouldn't have asked such a casual question: "Then why did you appear at the airport?"
"Waiting for you." Fang Qingzhuo answered bluntly.
During the argument, Luo's father, who had come to pick up his daughter, had just parked the car and had no time to make a phone call when he ran into his beautiful daughter and a tall, long-legged, handsome young man talking face to face.
During this period, the handsome young man also considerately pulled his baby girl closer to protect her to prevent her from being hit by passers-by.
Mr. Luo was delighted to hear this, and he immediately recorded a heartwarming video, added his emotional and insightful comments, and sent it to his wife who was waiting at home.
Here, Luo Shu, who was staring at Fang Qingzhuo, ended the boring game and turned her head to catch a glimpse of a familiar license plate on the side of the road, and her old father standing in front of the car, taking a secret photo.
He slapped his forehead in frustration, then put down Fang Qingzhuo and hurriedly set off to his father.
"Lao Luo, why didn't you call me when we got here? Instead, why did you raise your phone to take pictures?"
"I haven't asked you yet. Why do you need me to come over when someone else is picking me up?" Luo's father said confidently, "Besides, I'm taking pictures openly, not secretly. Your mother wants to see my face."
Fang Qingzhuo caught up and happened to hear this: "Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I didn't know you were coming to pick me up at the airport, so I came here on my own initiative."
After saying this, Luo's father looked at Luo Shu, still showing the proper courtesy, even though his face was already broken with laughter: "Who is this? Would you like to introduce her?"
What introduction was there? Fang Qingzhuo's identity was too embarrassing and embarrassing. Luo Shu hesitated several times and said, "He is..."
Unexpectedly, Fang Qingzhuo was more frank than her: "Uncle, I am her ex-boyfriend."
But the second half of the sentence struck Luo Shu like lightning.
"She dumped me when she went abroad."
The world seemed to have paused at this moment. Luo Shu swore that she really wanted to hit Fang Qingzhuo to death with a piece of tofu.
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