Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Seduction
Chapter 31
The next day, they set off for Japan on time. Shang Ziyi had been shopping for too long the day before, so she looked sleepy after getting on the plane. She leaned lazily on the seat, her eyelids drooping and lifting.
She was so sleepy that she didn't notice her collar slipping down, revealing one shoulder.
Her skin was crystal clear and delicate, with a shimmering glow.
After sending the email, Fu Zhou looked up at her, his eyes unconsciously becoming gentle. He motioned to the flight attendant not to disturb her and picked up a blanket to cover her.
I deliberately covered my shoulders tightly.
Zhou Yan said he was a hypocrite, and sometimes he also felt that he was quite fake.
His gaze swept over again, and he saw something, but his eyes became much hotter, with an expression that others could not perceive.
He stared at Shang Ziyi for a long time until she fell to one side. He immediately leaned over and put her head on his shoulder.
He smelled the rich and enchanting rose scent. That night, she appeared with the same scent.
Fu Zhou remembered Zhou Yan's "Strategy for Chasing a Wife" and kept it in mind, deciding to give it to her next time.
Not only perfume, he can give her anything she likes.
He received another new email in his mailbox. After reading it, he frowned and replied with only a few words: Send Fu Yuan abroad and don't let him come back in the short term.
Soon, the other party replied: I’m afraid it’s difficult to handle.
Fu Zhou: If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. There is no room for negotiation.
Fu Zhou acted decisively and made the decision on Fu Yuan's stay or departure in just one night. Before leaving, he even went to the old house to meet Mr. Fu.
The old man had just returned to China and was adjusting to the time difference. When he saw Fu Zhou, he said, "You can make the decision on Ayuan's matter."
With the old man's approval, Fu Zhou would not be soft-hearted. He immediately issued a notice to suspend Fu Yuan from his post and send him abroad.
This incident naturally caused dissatisfaction among the second uncle, but Fu Zhou was not afraid. He had the final say in the Fu Group and no one else had the right to interfere.
The other party: Got it, I’ll do it.
Shen Yang did not come on this trip, and it was Shen Yang who replied to the email.
Fu Zhou checked the email again. After finding no objection, he logged out of the email and turned off the computer.
He didn't sleep well last night, partly because of work and partly because of Shang Ziyi. The young lady was angry and he didn't know how to coax her, so he called Zhou Yan.
During the half-hour call, Zhou Yan orally described many methods and also found some on the Internet and sent them to him, asking him to follow them.
However, the information on the Internet was of little use, and he did not agree with it, so he just made it up on his own.
From singing to transferring money, he used almost every possible method.
The result.
It looks okay, at least I agreed to go to Japan to take pictures.
Fu Zhou pinched his eyebrows and slowly closed his eyes. He slept very deeply and someone kept calling him in his dream.
"Azhou, Azhou, why don't you come and see mom and dad?"
"Azhou, are you still blaming mom and dad?"
"Azhou, mom and dad are cold."
"Azhou... Azhou..."
Fu Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, glanced sideways, and saw that Shang Ziyi was still asleep, so he didn't dare move.
He rarely dreamed of his parents since they passed away. This was the first time in several years, and he felt like something was going to happen.
Feeling uneasy, he looked in Shang Ziyi's direction again. Miraculously, her peaceful sleeping face calmed his troubled mind.
Gradually, things returned to normal.
He told the flight attendants to prepare food, then turned on his computer and started working again.
Shang Ziyi hadn't slept so deeply in a long time. When she woke up, she thought she was at home. After looking at the layout around her, she remembered that she was on a plane.
To be exact, it was on Fu Zhou's private plane.
They went to Japan to take wedding photos.
But there is one thing worth mentioning. The pillow was a bit uncomfortable and it hurt her neck.
She raised her hand to rub her neck, and suddenly found something wrong. She lifted her eyelids and saw the man's delicate jawline. Moving up further, she saw his red lips of moderate thickness. Moving up further, she saw his high nose bridge.
The moment their eyes met, Shang Ziyi's breathing stopped.
Fu Zhou?? !!
What's going on?
Fu Zhou closed the computer and asked softly, "Are you awake?"
Shang Ziyi's eyelashes trembled wildly, "You, me, I, you..."
"You just fell asleep." Fu Zhou said, "You held me and didn't let me leave, and even slept with your head resting on my shoulder. I had no choice but to do as you said."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
Wait, she... held his arm and wouldn't let him leave, and even slept with her head resting on his shoulder?!
How is that possible?
Shang Ziyi stood up suddenly, hugged the blanket and moved towards the window, saying cunningly, "You are lying, I would never do that."
Fu Zhou was just teasing her on purpose, and when he saw that she was serious, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
His smile was like a deflated ball. Shang Ziyi snorted, "Okay, you lied to me."
Ignoring everything else, she raised her hands and pounded on his chest, "You're so bad, so bad."
The force with which she hit him was not strong at all, just like tickling him. Fu Zhou waited until she had had enough before speaking, "Are you feeling better?"
Shang Ziyi sat upright and said, "I was in a good mood to begin with."
"It's fine, why ignore me?" He had been talking to her all the way, but she didn't say a word.
"Who told you to stand me up?" Shang Ziyi glared at him. "You were the one who made the mistake first."
"Wasn't the sincerity of your apology last night enough?" He thought that singing and transferring money were enough.
After all, Zhou Yan said that women are easy to please.
"Of course it's not enough," Shang Ziyi glared, "Do you really think I'm short of your ten million?"
Of course she was not short of money, and Fu Zhou knew this. He took out a card from his wallet and said, "Ten million is not enough to express my sincerity, but this card should be enough."
"Do you think you have very little money, so you always want to use money to get rid of me?" Shang Ziyi hates men who smell of money the most.
"I'm not using money to pass the time, I'm hoping it can make you happy," Fu Zhou said. "This card has an unlimited limit, so you can buy anything you want."
"Unlimited credit?" Shang Ziyi pursed her lips. "Is it fake?"
She had heard that Fu Zhou was not a generous person and was very calculating. It was almost impossible to get him to make concessions in the business world.
This was said by her cousin.
"Really." Fu Zhou raised his chin slightly. "If you don't believe me, try it yourself when you get to Japan."
"Why are you suddenly like this?" Shang Ziyi held up her chin. "Besides standing me up yesterday, have you done anything else that's excessive? You'd better tell the truth."
"No." Fu Zhou glared at her, "You are my wife, shouldn't I be nice to you?"
Shang Ziyi: “…”
Shang Ziyi hasn't adapted to her new identity yet, "Who is your wife? Don't call me that."
"We've got the certificate." Fu Zhou reminded again, "You can't deny it even if you want to."
"Who told you that getting a marriage certificate will definitely work?" Shang Ziyi said with her neck stiff, "If you're not good to me, I can still not get married and raise the child myself."
Fu Zhou has learned a little bit now. When a woman says something angry, you should not confront her head-on, but learn to be pedantic.
He asked the flight attendant: "Are you ready for everything I asked you to prepare?"
The female flight attendant nodded, "Yes."
Fu Zhou: "Bring it up."
Shang Ziyi watched them walk away and asked, "What have you prepared?"
Fu Zhou: "You'll know soon."
Shang Ziyi curled her lips and looked mysterious. The blanket was too hot to cover her body, so she pulled it off. The wide-open collar revealed her collarbone and the skin on her chest.
She was fixing her long hair and didn't notice anything unusual, but Fu Zhou noticed it first. There was a vortex in his eyes, as if he was curled up in something.
He didn't remind me, just watched.
until--
Shang Ziyi noticed something was wrong, looked down, and then exclaimed, "Rogue."
She was the only one who dared to call Fu Zhou a hooligan, and the other women were eager to take off their clothes in front of him.
He turned his head away like a gentleman and said, "Sorry."
Shang Ziyi got even more angry when she saw him pretending, "You only turned away after you'd seen everything. You're so fake."
It was neither right to look nor not to look. Fu Zhou was a little confused. He turned his head again and approached, "Why don't you tell me what I should do?"
He approached without any warning, and his face was directly in front of Shang Ziyi. Those places that were not clear from a distance were now clearly visible.
For example, his eyelashes are very long, one connected to the other.
The pores on my face are almost invisible and my skin looks great.
The chin must have been cleaned when washing up early in the morning.
The scent on him was different from the previous woody scent, and it was faintly mixed with the scent of flowers.
Oh, it smells like roses.
It must have been contaminated by her.
Shang Ziyi's offensive words were swallowed as the distance shortened. She looked evasive and said, "Move away. You're blocking the light."
The light was behind her, so how could he block it?
Fu Zhou cooperated and stepped back, his hands still on the armrest. "Being angry all the time is not good for the baby."
Shang Ziyi deliberately picked a fight, "Are you saying that I deliberately did something bad to the baby?"
Fu Zhou became more and more helpless.
Fortunately, the flight attendant came up with food and resolved the awkward situation.
"Did you ask me to prepare all this?" Shang Ziyi asked.
"Yeah." Fu Zhou said, "Pregnant women can't be hungry, eat."
"Who said I'm hungry? I'm not." Shang Ziyi had just finished speaking when her stomach growled. She glanced at Fu Zhou awkwardly, took the spoon from his hand, and said proudly, "If it doesn't taste good, I won't eat it."
Fu Zhou's eyes first fell on her cheek, then on her pink earlobe, and his Adam's apple rolled slowly twice in succession.
His gaze became intense, as if glued.
Shang Ziyi looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhou retracted his gaze and said, "Nothing."
Shang Ziyi is very picky about food, and everyone who knows her knows it, but today she ate a little more, which is rare.
Because it’s so delicious.
"Which chef is he? I want to hire him." She said casually.
Fu Zhou's fingers paused as he was flipping through the documents. His slender joints bent into a faint arc, as if they were hooked, and then stretched out very slowly, and his head raised slightly.
"That might be difficult."
"Huh? Why?" Shang Ziyi asked puzzledly.
“Because I did all of this,” he said.
“…” Shang Ziyi paused for a few seconds, then burped several times in a row.
Fu Zhou brought her some warm water, but she drank it so quickly that some water dripped down the corners of her lips.
He subconsciously used his hand to wipe her skin. When his fingertips touched her delicate skin, it was like a long drought encountering a downpour. He was reluctant to leave and couldn't stop.
The fight lasted too long, Shang Ziyi's face gradually turned red, and she let out a cry in a coquettish voice.
Fu Zhou came back to his senses, used a little force with his fingertips, and wiped twice in succession, leaving his unique scent on her delicate skin.
The hazy light and shadow made the faces blurry, and also magnified the ambiguity countless times.
The chess pieces in the air gradually became heavier, just like the sound of a person's heartbeat, getting heavier with each beat.
Shang Ziyi was the first to react and said, "Okay."
Fu Zhou slowly withdrew his hand, and when no one was paying attention, he clenched his fingers together, as if trying to hold something.
She couldn't stay in this place anymore, so Shang Ziyi pushed the dining table away and stood up. She hadn't said "You haven't said it yet" yet, and her legs went weak and she threw herself into Fu Zhou's arms.
One hand on his chest, the other on...
She looked down, her mind went blank with a buzzing sound, and she hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean to do that."
Fu Zhou saw that she hadn't moved, her hand still pressed like that, and uttered a muffled sound:
"If you press it again, your happiness in the next life might be compromised."
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