Chapter 97 She Really Can't Guess
Fu Zheng said in a deep voice, "Just do as I say."
Lu Changkong was silent for a moment and then agreed.
Fu Zheng put the phone back in his pocket and walked slowly forward holding Wen Liang's hand.
The atmosphere is quiet.
After a long while, Wen Liang said, "Changkong apologized to me. If you ask Han Feng and the others to come along, won't that make Changkong lose face in front of them?"
"how?"
"I don't think there's any need to call Han Feng and the others."
This was something Wen Liang had always longed for, but now that her wish was finally fulfilled, she wasn't as happy as she had imagined.
It seems like this is something that can be ignored.
If he had acknowledged her identity in front of his friends when they had just gotten married, he would have been very happy.
But if she announced it now, considering his past with Chu Siyi, his friends would not approve of her. Instead, they would think that she had snatched Fu Zheng away from Chu Siyi.
Even if they showed respect to her outwardly for Fu Zheng's sake, they would not bless her from the bottom of their hearts.
Just like Lu Changkong now.
Fu Zheng stopped and looked at Wen Liang.
"Why do you think it's unnecessary?"
Wen Liang moved his lips, "Do you remember that you asked me to call Chu Siyi "Second Sister-in-law"?
At that time, he took Chu Siyi to meet a friend, and she came over to say hello. How long had it been since then?
In the blink of an eye, the woman next to him became her.
She really couldn't guess what this man was thinking.
Fu Zheng held Wen Liang's wrist and rubbed it gently with his thumb. "Don't worry, I'm here."
With him around, his friends had to hold back even if they didn't like her.
Just like Lu Changkong, he was reluctant but still had to apologize to her.
Wen Liang didn't say anything else.
The two walked along the community for a while and returned to the villa.
Fu Zheng came out of the bathroom and saw a cup of water and two medicine bottles in front of Wen Liang.
He frowned slightly and walked behind Wen Liang, "Is your stomach still not feeling well? Should we go to the hospital?"
Hearing the voice, Wen Liang's heart jumped in fear, but he calmed himself down and said, "No need."
Fu Zhengjiao refused, "If you haven't recovered after such a long time, a minor illness will turn into a major one. I will accompany you to the hospital tomorrow."
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"Really, there's no need. When I was diagnosed, the doctor said it was a chronic disease and I needed to recuperate for a while." Wen Liang looked at Fu Zheng's expression and took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, I won't be shy about practicing medicine. I really don't have any major problems right now. If I really don't feel well, I will take the initiative to see a doctor."
Hearing Wen Liang say this, Fu Zheng had no choice but to nod and say, "Don't be so stubborn."
"Um."
In the evening, Fu Zheng finished his work and came out of the study and opened the door of the master bedroom.
Wen Liang was already asleep in bed.
He tiptoed to the bedside and looked at Wenliang's sleeping face, which was quiet and beautiful.
But she still curled up like a shrimp.
He walked into the bathroom and came out a moment later wearing a bathrobe. He lifted the quilt and got into bed. He leaned towards Wen Liang and reached out to hold her in his arms.
There was a heat source approaching from behind, and Wenliang unconsciously stuck to it.
The sunlight filled the room. Wen Liang rubbed his sleepy eyes and glanced at his phone. It was only five minutes until seven.
The people around me are no longer there, leaving only the still warm quilt.
Fu Zheng should have gotten up and gone for a run.
Wen Liang got up, dressed, washed up and went downstairs to eat. Fu Zheng was already waiting for her downstairs.
After breakfast, the two went to the company together, just like countless days in their previous marriage.
In the back seat of the car, Fu Zheng took Wen Liang's hand and put it on his lap to play with it.
Her skin was very white, with blue veins on the back of her hands, her fingers were slender and white, and her nails were a light pink.
"I won't be at the company this afternoon. I'll go directly to the club in the evening. I'll have the driver pick you up after get off work."
"Do you have a schedule?" Wen Liang asked.
"I made an appointment with Wu Zhen and others to play golf." Fu Zheng said.
When we say playing golf, it is not just playing the ball, but using the time to talk about business, which is always easier than sitting in a formal meeting room.
"good."
"How about coming with me?"
"I still have a job. How about you let me quit?" Wen Liang shook Fu Zheng's hand.
Fu Zheng smiled: "No."
Wen Liang didn't think he would agree.
But at this time she couldn't help but think of the baby in her belly. Calculating the time, it had been almost thirteen weeks.
It's time for her to get a pregnancy test.
Now, she didn't know how to talk to Fu Zheng, and their current situation was not stable.
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When they arrived at the company, they entered the elevator one after the other, parted ways at the corner, and returned to their offices.
Before leaving, Fu Zheng squeezed Wen Liang's palm with a hook in his eyes.
"Let's go." Wen Liang pushed him.
Fu Zheng walked towards the office.
Wen Liang withdrew her gaze and turned around to see Wu Ling standing not far away, staring at her with a tense expression and a gloomy look in her eyes.
Wen Liang smiled faintly at her, "Director Wu, good morning."
Wu Ling didn't say anything.
Wen Liang didn't expect Wu Ling to answer and went straight to his office.
Wu Ling stood there, looking at Wen Liang's back, her hanging hands clenched involuntarily.
I closed my eyes and replayed the scene in my mind.
Even though Fu Zheng and Wen Liang were not overly intimate in their behavior, Fu Zheng's eyes revealed everything.
Wu Ling swallowed, her throat tightened, and her heart felt sour.
She thought back to the time when she first met Fu Zheng.
He was wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone, suit pants and handmade leather shoes, a low-key and exquisite belt, and a tall and straight figure like a pine tree.
He held documents between his beautiful and slender fingers and delivered his inaugural speech on the stage in a slow and unhurried tone.
When his gaze swept over, it was calm, yet there was a kind of majesty that could not be ignored.
Just based on this aspect, Wu Ling was impressed by his temperament.
Just because she is two years older than Fu Zheng, she is automatically classified as the older sister's generation. Even if the employees joke around, they won't make jokes about her and Fu Zheng, as if they think they are not a match by nature.
Age is an insurmountable gap.
Wu Ling also knew that a mature and strong man like Fu Zheng would only like women younger than him, so she was directly excluded.
For fear of being laughed at, she could only suppress her feelings and declare to others that she had a boyfriend.
She has always been secretly paying attention to Fu Zheng.
That was why she noticed early on that the relationship between Fu Zheng and Wen Liang did not seem to be a simple brother-sister relationship.
They often come to work together, and at noon when no one is at their workstation, Wen Liang will go to Fu Zheng's office to eat.
If Fu Zheng is in the company in the afternoon and has no social engagements or other plans in the evening, they will go home together.
Before she could confirm, Chu Siyi returned to China.
The news was overwhelming.
At this time, Wu Ling confirmed that the person Fu Zheng loved was indeed Chu Siyi.
But the relationship between him and Wen Liang remains confusing.
But now Wu Ling is sure.
There was definitely a sexual relationship between them. That little gesture of pinching the palm of their hand was ambiguous and intimate.
Although Fu Zheng's private life seems clean on the surface, he will be 30 years old after the New Year. He is still young and there will always be women around him to satisfy his physical needs.
What Wu Ling didn't expect was that Chu Siyi had already returned to China, and Fu Zheng often took Chu Siyi with him, but he still maintained an improper relationship with Wen Liang in private.
But if you think about it again, it’s normal. How could a rich man be loyal to a woman?
I think Fu Zheng, like other bosses, has a weak sense of morality when it comes to sexual relationships.
So.
An idea came to Wu Ling's mind.
She bit her lower lip.
If Wen Liang can do it, why can't she?
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