Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Jealous
Chapter 18
Wealth and honor cannot corrupt people, and neither can beauty traps. Shang Ziyi slowly shook her head, "No."
Fu Zhou had mentioned it unintentionally, knowing that she wouldn't agree, and without thinking much about it, he lightly raised his eyebrows.
Shang Ziyi was puzzled and asked him, "What's the matter?"
Fu Zhou reminded: "The seat belt is not fastened."
Fu Zhou usually had his driver drive him when he went out, but when he bought flowers, he suddenly decided to drive Shang Ziyi back himself.
Shang Ziyi uttered an "oh" and shrugged, "My hands are busy."
It's a big bundle, and it's really inconvenient to wear a seat belt when it's placed in front of you.
Shang Ziyi glanced at him sideways and thought to herself, if he was a gentleman, he would know what to do.
Fu Zhou pondered for a moment, took the flowers from Shang Ziyi's hand, half turned around and put them on the back seat of the car, then turned his head back and said, "You can tie it like this."
Shang Ziyi: "..." Where's your gentlemanly demeanor? Did he get eaten by a dog? No wonder he's still single at 30.
"My hands are so sore." She groaned, pouting, "I have no strength. I can't move."
She is acting coquettishly.
Fu Zhou's lips twitched slightly, and he leaned forward to grab the seat belt. Inevitably, the two of them touched each other, and their breaths faintly intertwined.
Light came through the windshield and fell on the left side of his face. The nose on that side looked like it was painted with thick paint, giving it a heavy feeling. When you looked at it suddenly, the undulating curves seemed to have a sense of winding.
The light and shadow moved, spreading from the wings of his nose to the surroundings, and his lips seemed to be stained with color.
Shang Ziyi's gaze first fell on his narrow eyes, and then on his pink lips. It is said that men with thin lips are unfeeling. I wonder if Fu Zhou is like that?
But I have to say, his lips are really beautiful.
The high bead of his lip reminded her of that night. Under the influence of alcohol, she bit his lips, using only 70% strength, and she seemed to hear his soft "hmm".
The melodious, long and enchanting voice still makes my cheeks hot and my throat dry when I think about it now.
"I, I'll tie it myself." In a panic, she reached out to fasten it, and her hand touched Fu Zhou's.
The man's hands were very warm, and his fingers were clearly defined. The moment he touched her, her breathing became disordered.
Shang Ziyi hurriedly moved away, coughed lightly, and turned to look out the car window.
Fu Zhou looked up and saw her blushing earlobes. The corners of her eyes seemed to twitch slightly. It was fleeting, leaving no one a chance to notice.
He probably doesn't even know it himself.
After fastening his seatbelt, Fu Zhou pulled himself back and sat up straight. Shang Ziyi urged him, "It's going to rain soon, let's go."
Fu Zhou is a good driver and drove very steadily throughout the journey. After dropping him off at the door, he got out of the car.
Shang Ziyi held the flowers and asked casually, "Do you want to go in for a cup of tea?"
She was just asking politely, without any invitation in mind. She thought anyone who was not stupid would understand, so she waited quietly for Fu Zhou to refuse.
The corners of his lips just raised, and she heard him say: "If you don't bother me, I'm happy to do it."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
No, you don’t understand what people are saying.
She just said that and didn't really intend to let him go.
"It's actually quite late. If it's not convenient for you, you can..." Before Shang Ziyi finished speaking, Fu Zhou spoke up and said gently, "It's convenient for me."
“…”
She felt he did it on purpose, but she had no evidence.
During the stalemate, Madam Shang came out wearing a shawl and called out from afar, "Zi Yi."
Shang Ziyi turned around and said, "Yeah."
Mrs. Shang was worried because she came out to look for Shang Ziyi. When she saw Fu Zhou, her smile deepened. "A Zhou is here too. Come in and have a seat."
Shang Ziyi stopped her, "Mommy, it's getting late."
Mrs. Shang smiled and said, "It's only eight o'clock, it's still early."
"The weather is bad, what if it rains..."
"It's okay. We have plenty of guest rooms at home. You can stay here if it rains."
“…”
Fu Zhou followed Madam Shang and walked in front, while Shang Ziyi followed behind. If eyes could see through people, Fu Zhou would have been covered with holes.
Shang Ziyi hugged the flowers and thought, he did it on purpose, he did it on purpose, huh, damn it.
Fu Zhou stopped, turned around and took the flowers from Shang Ziyi's hand, "It's too heavy, let me take it."
This thoughtful look immediately won Mrs. Shang's praise, "Azhou is so considerate, really good."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
It is said that Fu Zhou does things perfectly, and Shang Ziyi has thoroughly experienced this. When going up the stairs, he deliberately slowed down his pace and stretched out his hand, "Come, I'll pull you up."
She has walked these steps since she was a child. She can climb them with her eyes closed, so there is no need for anyone to help her.
Even if he wanted to show off, he didn't need to be so anxious. Shang Ziyi smiled wryly, "No need for you, I can do it myself."
Lifting the hem of her skirt, she stepped on it, the first one, the second one, the third one...
Just as he stepped on the third one, Shang Ziyi seemed to be tripped by something and lost his balance, falling backwards.
The expected pain did not come, and Fu Zhou hugged her.
Shang Ziyi lay in his arms, blinking slowly and looking at him, "I——"
"Boom" thunder was heard, followed by raindrops.
Fu Zhou said "Excuse me" and picked up Shang Ziyi in his arms while she was stunned, then strode in.
Mrs. Shang followed behind, her eyes filled with smiles that she could no longer conceal, the corners of her lips almost reaching behind her ears.
Shang Ziyi was very embarrassed. This was the first time someone hugged her in front of her mother. It was too presumptuous.
She raised her hands and covered her face shyly.
There's something even more embarrassing to come.
The weather forecast was indeed accurate. It really rained heavily.
The Meteorological Bureau has issued a warning. It is best not to move around tonight to avoid danger while traveling.
At nine o'clock, the rain was still falling, so Mrs. Shang suggested, "Why don't you stay at my house tonight?"
Fu Zhou: "Will it be disturbing?"
Mrs. Shang: “No.”
Fu Zhou slept in the guest room, which was located at the end of the corridor on the second floor. It was the south-facing bedroom, very large and with a good layout. Generally, guests would not be allowed to stay there when they came to his house.
Shang Ziyi's room is on the third floor. The two bedrooms are located upstairs and downstairs. When there is a loud noise upstairs, the sound can be faintly heard in the guest room downstairs.
But it's not very real.
Shang Ziyi lay on the bed, tossing and turning in her arms, sometimes pricking up her ears to listen to the noise, sometimes lying back down again. She tossed and turned until half past ten but still couldn't fall asleep.
Really bored, she sent a WeChat message to Fan Xue: [Can't sleep, let's chat for a while.]
After sending the message, he threw his phone away, pulled the quilt over his head, and waited for a reply after a while.
[Okay, what do you want to talk about?]
Shang Ziyi half-closed her eyes and was about to reply, but after seeing the profile picture clearly, she was startled. Her hand shook and the phone hit her forehead. She screamed and sat up.
She took the phone and looked at it carefully. The person who replied to her was not Fan Xue, but Fu Zhou.
She just sent the WeChat message to Fu Zhou by mistake! ! ! !
No, how could she send WeChat to him?
Shang Ziyi felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. At the same time, she hoped that Fu Zhou would fall asleep quickly so that the embarrassing situation would pass quickly.
After a while, Fu Zhou's WeChat message came in again, "Don't you want to chat? What do you want to talk about?"
Shang Ziyi stuffed her phone under the pillow and frowned. Who wants to chat with you? It’s so late and you’re still not asleep.
Then she sat up, straightened her shoulders and back, and started typing.
【I just sent it to the wrong person, sorry, good night. 】
Concise and efficient, without any unnecessary explanation.
Fu Zhou: [Wrong message? Who did you originally want to send it to?]
Fu Zhou: [Do you have someone you regularly chat with in the evening?]
Although she couldn't see his face, Shang Ziyi still sensed something from his reply. Was he questioning her?
No, he's meddling in everything before they even get married. It would be disastrous if they really got married.
Shang Ziyi: [There's one more clause to the prenuptial agreement.]
Fu Zhou: [Add what?]
Shang Ziyi: [You are not allowed to interfere with the other person's private life, let alone their freedom to make friends.]
This time, Fu Zhou took a long time to reply.
Sorry, I can't do that.
Shang Ziyi: [……]
Shang Ziyi was angry, very angry, and still angry the next day.
When Fu Zhou went to wash up, he stopped him and asked, "Why not?"
Fu Zhou raised his eyes and said, "You mean, you'd be willing for me to date any woman, right?"
Shang Ziyi: “…”
It seemed that there was no way to reach an agreement, so she snorted, turned around and went downstairs.
Mrs. Shang didn't notice anything was wrong with them. She treated them warmly and pointed to the food on the table and said to Fu Zhou, "It's a home-cooked meal. Eat more."
Fu Zhou nodded lightly, "Thank you."
After a pleasant breakfast, Fu Zhou mentioned the meeting between the two families' parents. Recalling his actions of protecting Shang Ziyi last night, Mrs. Shang immediately said, "Okay, we will be there on time."
They were talking happily, but Shang Ziyi kept pursing her lips. Mrs. Shang asked her, "Are you feeling nauseous again?"
Shang Ziyi glanced at Fu Zhou before replying, "A little."
Mrs. Shang forgave her, "It's like this when you're pregnant, but you can't not eat. You still have to eat something, otherwise the baby won't grow well."
Shang Ziyi didn't dare to joke about the baby in her belly, so she picked up the chopsticks and started eating. She really didn't have much appetite, so she only ate a little.
Fu Zhou watched the whole process, and at the end, he said, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Mrs. Shang also wanted the young couple to cultivate their relationship. "I have to go out for something later. Can you accompany Ziyi?"
Fu Zhou: "Okay."
He answered so quickly that Shang Ziyi didn't have time to refuse. She could only act coquettishly while changing clothes, "Mommy, I don't need anyone to accompany me. I can go to the hospital by myself."
Mrs. Shang persuaded: "Azhou is the child's father, he should go with you."
"But--"
"obedient."
Shang Ziyi, always well-behaved, nodded in agreement, "Okay."
On the way, Shang Ziyi thought about last night's "chat" and was still unhappy. "You should consider my suggestion last night. I don't like anyone interfering in my private life, nor do I like anyone interfering in my friendships."
"Of course, the agreement doesn't just bind you, it also binds me."
"I don't care who you want to date."
Fu Zhou didn't say anything until he stopped the car at the hospital.
This was the first time he looked at someone with such a scrutinizing gaze. For a moment, Shang Ziyi felt numb all over. She was not sure what he was going to do and leaned against the car door unconsciously.
"W-Why are you looking at me like that?"
The lights in the underground parking lot suddenly went out. Fu Zhou's face was immersed in shadows, his expression could not be seen clearly, but his voice was cold.
"Do you have any friends of the opposite sex?"
"You were chatting with him last night?"
"That's why we later proposed not to interfere with each other's private lives."
The last sentence showed the deliberate suppression in his voice. "What kind of man is he? How long have you known each other?"
Shang Ziyi was stunned and looked at him with an incredible look, "Who told you that I have a good relationship with someone of the opposite sex? And who told you that I was chatting with a man last night?"
Fu Zhou held Shang Ziyi's hand and asked, "If not a man, then who is it?"
Shang Ziyi rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's Fan Xue. I'm chatting with Fan Xue."
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