Chapter 344 You Are So Cruel
After returning home, Wen Liang sorted out the photo evidence and sent it to the organizer of the photography competition by email.
She has the entry email, original EXIF information, and RAW files, all of which prove she is the photographer of the first-place work.
This shouldn't be difficult to handle.
Wen Liang closed the computer and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When Wen Liang was lying on the bed, ready to rest, Fu Zheng suddenly sent a WeChat message, "Come out."
Then another one followed, "I'm at your door."
Wen Liang's sleepiness disappeared instantly. "What are you doing at this hour?"
"Go for a ride. Remember to wear something warmer when you go out."
"…Are you sick?"
What are you doing for a walk so late at night?
"I'll give you ten minutes. I'll knock on the door in ten minutes. If you're not afraid of disturbing Tang Shishi, come out quickly."
“!”
Wen Liang gritted his teeth and said, "You are so cruel!"
She crawled out of the quilt, put on her clothes swiftly, and tiptoed out the door.
Fu Zheng was smoking by the window next to the fire escape. When he heard the door open, he immediately put out his cigarette and walked towards Wen Liang. Seeing that she was wearing thick clothes, he pressed the down button for the elevator and said, "Let's go."
Wen Liang glared at Fu Zheng, "Why do you suddenly want to go for a ride?"
"It was a sudden thought."
"I don't want to go."
"Everyone is out. Play for a while and then go back."
The elevator door opened, Fu Zheng pulled Wen Liang in, and pressed the first floor button.
"Isn't it minus one?"
"You'll know when you get there."
The elevator stopped on the first floor. Fu Zheng walked in front, exited the apartment building, and headed towards the carport not far away.
What's the suspense here?
Wen Liang followed Fu Zheng curiously and saw him walking towards a motorcycle.
The motorcycle has a majestic appearance and smooth lines, and you can tell at a glance that it is worth a lot of money.
So this is what he meant by taking a ride.
Fu Zheng took a helmet off the handlebars and waved to Wen Liang, "Come here."
Wen Liang walked up to him and looked at the motorcycle. "Is it yours?"
Fu Zheng put the helmet on her head and said, "It's from a friend. Borrow it for a ride."
"Can you ride this?"
"certainly."
Fu Zheng picked up another helmet and put it on. He pushed the motorcycle out, straddled it with his long legs, and put one foot on the ground. He glanced back at Wen Liang and said, "Get on."
It was the first time that Wen Liang saw Fu Zheng dressed like this. It was completely different from the daddy look he had at dinner.
She sat behind Fu Zheng and grabbed his clothes with both hands.
"Hold on tight, are you leaving?"
"Um."
Fu Zheng started the engine.
Slowly driving out of the community, Fu Zheng stepped on the accelerator and the motorcycle flew out like an arrow.
Wen Liang was startled and complained in her heart while wrapping her arms tightly around Fu Zheng's strong waist and pressing against his back.
The wind is howling.
There were very few vehicles on the street at this time.
The motorcycle shuttled freely on the city roads, and the roar of the engine was all in their ears. It seemed as if there were only the two of them in the world.
"How does it feel?"
Fu Zheng's voice floated over from the front.
“It’s very exciting.”
My hands are just a little cold.
"If your hands are cold, you can put them in my pocket." He seemed to notice her discomfort.
Wen Liang obediently put her hands in his pockets and asked, "When did you learn to ride a motorcycle?"
She felt that Fu Zheng's temperament did not match the motorcycle at all.
“In high school.”
That's quite early.
The scenery on both sides of the road flashed by, and Wen Liang asked, "Where are you taking me?"
"Wherever you go is where you are."
After riding around for half an hour, the motorcycle stopped by the river.
Wen Liang got out of the car, took off his helmet, and exhaled a breath of hot air.
"How do you feel?" Fu Zheng hung their helmets on the handlebars and asked with a half-smile, "Are you cold?"
"fine."
Fortunately, she was wearing thick clothes.
Wen Liang walked slowly in front of the railing, facing the cool breeze, looking at the sparkling river, and raised his hands to stretch his body.
"How are you feeling now?" Fu Zheng came to her side, "Are you still feeling okay?"
Wen Liang realized belatedly that Fu Zheng took her out for a ride because she was in a bad mood.
A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and she turned to smile at him, "Much better, thank you."
Not only was she thanking him for taking her out for a ride, but also for arriving in time in the afternoon to seek justice for Fu Shifan and for her.
Fu Zheng looked at her without blinking.
The lights on the other side of the river were bright, leaving an eye-catching highlight on his pupils, making his eyes look like a jade pendant in the water, crystal clear.
The bright light hit his profile, making his outline more three-dimensional and profound.
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment.
Then, Fu Zheng whispered something that made Wen Liang want to kill him with a knife, "If you really want to thank me, just kiss me."
Wen Liang: “…”
All the beauty and touching moments were shattered in an instant.
She came back to her senses, twitched the corner of her mouth, and rolled her eyes at Fu Zheng, "You wish."
Wen Liang turned around and left, walking along the river.
Looking at her back, Fu Zheng smiled, strode up to catch up with her, and walked forward shoulder to shoulder with her.
Neither of them spoke.
The only sounds around were the wind, the water, and the occasional whistle in the distance.
Wenliang's heart gradually calmed down.
Not far ahead, a figure appeared on the empty riverbank.
Hearing the footsteps, the figure turned around and looked over. He was startled, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he called out tentatively, "Sister?"
Wen Liang paused when he saw the person in front of him, then walked forward and said, "Meng Ce, long time no see. I didn't expect to meet you here."
He was much thinner than before, and his features looked much more mature.
Glancing at Fu Zheng beside her, Meng Ce's eyes flashed with bitterness, "Long time no see, I come here occasionally."
"I'm sorry." Wen Liang said seriously, "I've always owed you an apology."
She wanted to go find him, but was afraid that he didn't want to see her.
The deception and harm have already been done, and all apologies are so pale and powerless.
"I should be the one saying sorry to you. I didn't expect my dad to be a kidnapper. I only saw him on the news..." Meng Ce closed his eyes. "Is there any news about him now?"
"Not yet. This matter has nothing to do with you. You don't need to apologize to me. Instead, it was me who took advantage of you."
Meng Ce took a deep breath and smiled lightly, "It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it anymore. It's getting late. You guys go for a walk. I'll be back first."
Wen Liang moved her lips, wanting to call him, but found that there was nothing to say.
"Take care."
Meng Ce's figure disappeared from sight.
Fu Zheng turned his head to look at the dazed Wen Liang and cleared his throat, "Don't look anymore, the person is gone."
Wen Liang came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze, and sighed.
Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you heartbroken?"
Wen Liang rolled his eyes at him and turned back.
"After all, I deceived him, and I always feel a little guilty."
"You knew it was wrong, but you still tried to deceive him. If you were given another chance, you would still do it. Since you've already done it, just be honest. His father is a kidnapper, and he was used for his ill-gotten gains. You lied to him not out of selfishness or gratuitous reasons, but for your father and for justice. There's no need to lower yourself so low."
Yes, if she were given another chance, she would still do it.
Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."
"I still say that. If you really want to thank me, just give me a kiss." Fu Zheng said lazily.
Wen Liang stood on tiptoe, kissed him quickly on the cheek, and walked forward quickly without saying a word.
Fu Zheng stood there in a daze. The warmth he had just felt seemed like an illusion.
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