Vol 2 Chapter 3552: Gentle knife

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However, her eyes are not very warm.
She calmly looked away and put the lighter back in place.
Cheng Zi concentrically passed a trace of boredom, unable to tell where it came from, probably because of the sultry weather.
At this moment, Fu Yuan'er stood up again, went to the refrigerator and opened the wine cabinet.
Take out one of the bottles of wine.
Seeing his eyes swept over, the corners of her lips curled slightly: "Not willing?"
What she took out was indeed the best bottle of wine in this wine cabinet.
"It doesn't matter." He shrugged.
She skillfully opened the cork and poured the red wine into the decanter. Under the light, it was a dark red liquid with fragrance.
Thus, a candlelight dinner kicked off.
"Fu Yuan'er, are you going to take back what you said that day?" There was a playful smile in his handsome eyes.
She thought about it, and her soft lips also smiled: "Even if we are not in that kind of relationship, can't we have dinner together?"
Then he said, "You wouldn't be so stingy."
He was thoughtful, but didn't ask any more, she couldn't come without purpose, he just had to look at it.
The wine is sober.
She picked up the decanter, poured him half a glass, and poured herself a full glass.
"Cheng Zitong, I wish us..." She raised her glass, thinking that something should be said. After thinking about it, she didn't think it was suitable, "Stop talking nonsense, just drink it."
She raised her head and drank a full glass of wine in one breath.
A trace of distress flashed across his eyes, and the wine glass reached his mouth, but he did not drink it.
Fu Yuan'er poured herself another glass of wine and glanced at him at the same time, "Why don't you drink it? Don't waste such a good wine."
After speaking, she drank another glass.
Cheng Zi laughed together and gently shook the liquid in the glass: "Fu Yuan'er, my bottle of wine is not yours."
"The wine is to be drunk in the stomach after all, why pay attention to so much!" After speaking, she drank another glass.
Cheng Zitong's eyebrows tightened.
When she poured wine into the glass again, he couldn't help holding the bottle.
"Hey, you are not so stingy." She wanted to grab the bottle, but she was not as strong as his.
Seeing him put the bottle on the edge of the table, she stood up and wanted to get it... He took the bottle away again.
She went up and tried to grab it, but she was unsteady on her feet and stumbled on him.
In the next second, she had fallen into his generous embrace.
"Hold your arms?" His sneer fell.
But what was pouring into her nose was a familiar faint fragrance, and she couldn't help taking a deep breath, filling her lungs with his smell.
A burst of grievance and pain rushed to her heart, and even the buttons on his shirt that fell into her sight made her feel aggrieved.
Tears shed tears from the corners of his eyes.
The coolness of the tears brought her back to her senses, and she hurriedly sat up to wipe away the tears.
shameful.
"Cheng Zitong, what's wrong with drinking a little of your wine," she stood up from his arms, "I drank all your wine today, and you can't do anything to me."
Her drinking spirit came up, her tongue began to knot, and her footsteps became a little unstable.
Cheng Zitong wanted to stand up, and was held by her finger: "Sit down, don't let me look down on..."
Cheng Zitong:...
She came to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine in one hand, and thumped it on the dining table.
She wants to open the wine, but her hand holding the corkscrew has no strength...
Suddenly, her hand was grasped by his slender and generous.
He turned behind her and held her
Open the cork by hand.
"Thank you." She said with a smile. After putting down the corkscrew, she tried to reach for the wine bottle, but she caught an empty one.
"Yuan'er!" In his low voice, her legs softened and fell to the ground.
He quickly stretched out his arms and helped her with eyesight, firmly supporting her in his arms.
Her wine strength has come up completely, her eyes become blurred, her pretty face is blushing, and her soft red lips become dark red under the immersion of the wine...as if a secret is implied, waiting for him to explore.
She is close to his arms like this, how much self-control he needs to hold back.
"Cheng Zitong, you..." She looked at him in a daze, "What's wrong with your face..."
She raised her hand, her slender green onion fingers held his face, and the soft touch spread directly from his skin to the bottom of her heart...
The fire, which was suppressed so hard, was almost breaking through the shackles...
"Cheng Zitong, your face is not red enough." She said suddenly.
After speaking, she stood up forcibly, maybe after a strong wave of alcoholism, she was a little awake again.
She picked up the bottle and poured wine into the glass again, "Get up," she called to him, "Get up and drink."
He got up, but sat in a chair and did not lift his glass.
"You drink...Drink..." She put the cup to his mouth, beautiful eyes, "Drink, you drink..."
In this case, there was poison in this cup, and he drank it willingly.
"You drink again." Just after drinking, she leaned in for another drink.
"Drink again..."
"Drink..."
Miss Fu's bad behavior when she got drunk was like pouring alcohol into people.
Finally, he was also a little dizzy.
"Drink..." She still poured another glass of wine.
He chuckled his lips, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.
"Oh!" She whispered, and all the wine in the glass was spilled on her clothes... Today she was wearing a V-neck dress, and the liquor happened to fall down the career line.
She grabbed it and didn't know what kind of cloth she was rubbing on her body. It didn't feel right to rub it. She raised her head and found that she had torn his shirt away...
There was a fire in his handsome eyes, as if he was about to burn her to ashes.
"Give it back to you..." She pursed her lips in disdain, "What's so great."
She went to the bathroom and wiped it.
She stood up, but was pulled back by him, "Since she took the initiative to deliver it to the door, why did she leave?"
She scratched her hair, her mind couldn't turn away, "Send to the door..." What does it mean?
He couldn't help but breathe, how she could endure her bewildered appearance, the patience for many days was like a volcanic eruption, and the overlapping figures rolled onto the carpet.
"Hmm..." The overwhelming kisses made her a little breathless, and she couldn't help reaching out to push him.
He stopped temporarily, resting his hands on the floor, his eyes locked tightly: "Yuan'er, why are you here?"
She looked at him, her eyes confused.
He suddenly felt dizzy. He hadn't noticed what kind of wine she was holding just now, so the stamina was so great.
"Cheng Zitong..." She whispered his name.
"Yeah." He agreed, but his head became more and more dizzy.
In the end, he fell down on her and fell asleep.
She slowly opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, and slowly closed her eyes.
Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and heavy rain began to fall.
The candlelight flickered in the room, gently reflecting on the faces of the sleeping two.
I don’t know how long it took, a bluish-white lightning flashed in the sky outside the window, and Fu Yuan was sleeping.
Er suddenly opened his eyes.
She stared at the ceiling for a long time, and gradually recovered.
She pushed Cheng Zi down from her body, and he turned over, still asleep without any trace of waking up.
This is of course, because she put sleep aids in his wine.
Yes, she heard everything he and Cheng Yiming said in the hospital that day.
At that time, she and Yan Yan were hiding outside the door. Probably neither he nor Cheng Yiming had expected that someone would eavesdrop outside.
After hearing those words, she was so calm that she didn't know why, she didn't react excessively, just turned and left.
"Yuan'er, Yuan'er..." Yan Yan caught up with her outside the hospital building, her expression worrisome.
"This is not a place to talk." Fu Yuan'er glanced around, worried that Cheng Zitong would come out of the building at any time.
She and Yan Yan returned to her apartment.
But she didn't speak either, just sat on the sofa.
Yan Yan could not find words to comfort her. If those words came out of Cheng Yiming's mouth, she could also say that he had ulterior motives.
But they heard Cheng Zitong admit it with their own ears.
There was nowhere to hide.
"You say something anyhow." Yan Yan was a little anxious.
Fu Yuaner bit her lip: "I don't believe it, unless I see it with my own eyes."
"See what?"
"He bought the documents of Fujia shares."
Yan Yan deeply believed that this thing can only be counted by seeing it with her own eyes.
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
Fu Yuan'er had already planned, "First figure out where the files are, and then think of a way to take a look."
This is not difficult. She soon learned from Cheng Zitong's secretary that he would keep the acquisition-type documents in the apartment.
So, she came tonight.
He would drink when she was drunk, and in his wine, she secretly put sleep aids in his wine.
To be precise, it was the medicine that the doctor prescribed to Yan Yan to calm the nerves and sleep well.
"Aren't you afraid that you are really drunk and sleep till dawn?" Yan Yan asked worriedly before leaving.
"I know how much I drink." She curled her lips indifferently.
Look, she woke up from sleep at this time, isn't he still asleep.
Fu Yuaner endured the stomach discomfort, got up and walked towards the study.
In the file cabinet, in the desk drawer, in the computer, she searched it all over, but she didn't see anything related to Fu's family.
She remembered Yan Yan's warning to her before coming over: I heard from Cheng Yiming, Cheng Zitong likes to keep important things at hand.
Her eyes fell on a few books beside the computer.
Those books are large and printed on A4 paper. If you don't look carefully, you will take it for granted that they are used to pad your hands.
But when you pick up the books one by one, there really is something else inside.
A share sale agreement, the buyer and the seller are a person surnamed Yu and Cheng Zitong.
This person surnamed Yu bought 80% of the shares of the Fu family from his grandfather at a low price.
There was no light in the room, but the electric light flashing from time to time outside the window was enough to make her see this agreement clearly, line by line, word by word...
Tears couldn't help but rolled down, almost dripping on this agreement.
See with your own eyes what is good, what else can you get besides making yourself sad.
Sure enough, he sent someone to trade with his grandfather, taking the opportunity to suppress the share price, and the assets of the Fu Family Company became vanished in the figures.
Grandpa said that he was kind to her out of guilt.
In fact, this is not the case at all, he just wants to gently pierce the knife.