Vol 2 Chapter 3661: But I'm not afraid of being sad

Ji Senzhuo raised his eyebrows lightly: "I don't care about everyone's affairs."
Fu Yuaner pretended to look away, avoiding his hot gaze.
"Ji Senzhuo," she thought about it, she still had to say it straight, "don't help me with this matter, I'm worried that it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings."
"Cheng Zitong misunderstood?" he asked.
Fu Yuan'er nodded, "If Cheng Muying knows, she will feel sad too."
Ji Senzhuo laughed at himself, "You have thought of everyone, but I am not afraid of being sad."
Fu Yuan'er was taken aback, not knowing how to answer the call.
"I don't blame you, I only blame myself." Ji Senzhuo looked down sadly.
"Ji Senzhuo, I have let go of the past, why don't you let it go too?" Fu Yuan'er sighed softly.
You didn't let it go, but fell in love with others... Ji Senzhuo only said in his heart, and then turned away from the subject.
"I'm not here today to help you, I just want to tell you, don't touch this," he continued: "No one knows what taboos will be touched by continuing the investigation."
Fu Yuan'er couldn't help frowning, the firmness in his eyes worried her.
I was worried that he would tell Cheng Zitong about this, because this was the best way to stop her from continuing to investigate.
"Ji Senzhuo, thank you for your reminder, I will consider it carefully."
Although she said so, he saw the dodge in her eyes.
He didn't say anything, turned and left.
Fu Yuan'er was lost in thought, and then in City A, she couldn't find someone to help her continue the investigation.
Although she has a set of methods for investigating matters, she is a reporter after all, so how can a private investigator be good?
"Boss Fu," I don't know how long it took, Lucy came in mysteriously, and handed over a piece of copy paper: "The manuscript that Sister Zhengzhuang is about to send is obtained!"
So fast!
Fu Yuan'er was amazed at the efficiency of the interview with Sister Formosa, and was also very satisfied with Lucy's ability to do things.
Looking down at the copy of the manuscript on the paper, the title is, how bad can the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law be when a pregnant woman assassinates a ninety-year-old woman in the street!
Fu Yuaner almost spewed rice.
Looking further down, the entire interview content is digging into Ziyin’s private life, and finally came to the conclusion, don’t push people into anxieties, otherwise pregnant women will be intolerable...
"This sister in formal wear used to do marriage and family manuscripts, right?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
"There are really few people who can explain her origins," Lucy shook her head, "I only know that Yu Lingfei was transferred here."
Yu Lingfei again!
Fu Yuan'er curled her lips, she was so big that she still couldn't get along with her.
"The supervisor called me," Fu Yuan'er calmed Lucy. "Since it was stuffed in from above, no one can do anything about it. Let her stay in the newspaper for a while, and then talk about it perfunctorily."
As for what is eliminated in the competition, there is no such thing, Fu Yuaner can go now, there are so many newspapers and self-media to dig her with high salaries.
Lucy nodded. "But there is a fly buzzing in my ears, which is very annoying."
In an instant, Fu Yuan'er's brain flashed, and she suddenly thought of a way to bypass Ji Senzhuo and continue to investigate Cheng Zi and her mother.
"Lucy, do me a favor." A sly flickered across her lips.

"Cheng Zitong!"
Fu Yuan'er walked out of the newspaper building and saw a familiar tall figure standing under a tree by the roadside, making a call.
She had to yell first, otherwise it would be no good to be suspected of eavesdropping by mistake.
Hearing the sound, Cheng Zitong turned around, his eyes locked on her figure, but the phone continued: "...You let her stay inside, don't pay attention."
After speaking, he put down the phone.
Fu Yuan'er turned her beautiful eyes: "Aren't you going to bail Ziyin?"
Listening to this call, I knew it was talking about Ziyin.
"You already know?" he asked.
Fu Yuan'er nodded: "This kind of social news will soon be known by the newspaper."
"Where do you want to eat?" he then asked.
Fu Yuan'er was taken aback for a moment, "You turned this topic too hard, right..."
Do not discuss it again?
"Is it necessary to say more about this?" Cheng Zitong asked, "I have already explained that I don't care about her anymore."
Fu Yuan'er raised her eyebrows: "Do you know why she did this?"
She did it to clean up Cheng Zitong's troubles!
"So, I need to be grateful to her?" Cheng Zitong sank, "She is smart and disrupted all my plans!"
Hearing this, her heart couldn't help but jump, "What is your plan?"
Now that the plan has been disrupted, will he be in danger?
Cheng Zitong suddenly realized that he hadn't controlled his emotions well, so he shook his head slightly, "I could have Murong Jue hit me again, but now Ziyin does this, I don't make sense."
The plan has to be reworked again, and perhaps he has to be passively defended...this really made him a little bit distressed.
Fu Yuan'er looked at his frowning brows, and a trace of pity appeared in her heart.
Bai Yu was right. The hatred towards the Cheng family made him very unhappy. If any misunderstanding back then can be solved, will his heart knot be solved too...
Fortunately, she had asked Lucy to do this, and maybe the result would be soon.
"Done talking with Ji Senzhuo?" Cheng Zi asked abruptly.
The topic went around, or went back here.
Fu Yuan'er was very difficult. She didn't want to hide him, but told him that there was only one result, and he couldn't let her continue to investigate.
In that case, the truth may be concealed forever.
She thought for a while and said skillfully: "Mrs. Bai Yu told me that she knew you and mother."
Cheng Zi's eyes twitched: "What did she tell you?"
"She said that they had a good relationship back then, but since your mother left the Cheng family, they have rarely seen each other."
Cheng Zitong lowered his eyes coldly, "You don't need to see the Cheng family."
From his tone, what can be heard is a deep resentment towards the Cheng family.
"Do you still have an impression of her?" Fu Yuan'er asked softly.
He thought for a while, "She likes to wear a light blue dress and a very thin pearl necklace around her neck. She speaks very softly..."
He paused, "But at night, she is always alone in tears."
Fu Yuan'er sighed in her heart, a mother is so beautiful and weak in her son's heart, how could the son not have hatred for those who betray her.
"She must be very beautiful." Fu Yuan'er looked at the tall buildings in the distance, imagining the appearance of that woman.
"Do you want to see her?" he asked suddenly.
Fu Yuan'er was taken aback.
Linglan's cemetery is in a place called Changming Mountain, which is a more famous cemetery in City A.
Walking up the road, the hillside of Chaoyang was almost occupied, but Linglan's cemetery was on this side of the mountain.
This side is obviously not a good place in the traditional sense, because there are only a few tombstones, and Ling Lan's is in a more secluded place.
"She likes to be quiet." Cheng Zitong said.
Fu Yuan'er nodded. Smart people like to be quiet. "You don't have a picture of her?" she asked in surprise.
The tombstone is bare, with only the name.
"Before she died, she burned all her photos and diaries."
Fu Yuan'er was startled, "Why?"
Cheng Zitong shook his head. He was too young at the time, and his mother left him nothing. "I think she must feel that she has failed too much, so she doesn't want to leave any traces."
After a short pause, he went on to say: "I think she must also regret giving birth to me, because I continued her blood..."
The air gradually became silent, and the wind blowing in the mountains seemed to bring some sadness.
Fu Yuan'er stepped forward involuntarily, tightly around his waist, trying to give him a little warmth.
"But I have to thank her," she pressed her face to his arm, "thank her for giving birth to you."
Cheng Zi moved around and hugged her into his arms.
She felt the slight tremor in his body. At this moment, he was not hugging her, but dependent on her.
Her warmth is his greatest source of strength.
"I'm done, I want to go to the mountain top restaurant to eat," she said after a long time, trying to make Cheng Zitong happier, "the one that Mr. Yu opened."
"Is the restaurant he opened so good?" There was a strong dissatisfaction in his tone.
The man's desire to win.
"The restaurant he opened is nothing good, but after being re-decorated by Yin Jinxi, it is very good."
Well, Cheng Zitong's face looked a little better now.
"Yan Yan said that the restaurant has a new special dish called steamed lamb shank. How do you say that steamed lamb is fishy?" On the way to the restaurant, Fu Yuaner discussed the dishes with him, "I must try it today. Once I taste it, I have to go to the kitchen to see how it is made..."
"Do you like lamb?" he asked.
She shook her head and nodded again, "My appetite has changed a lot now, I like lamb for a while, tofu for a while, and I really want to eat fried chicken wings a few days ago."
These are all progesterone at work.
"Have you eaten it?" he asked.
She nodded, "Now the takeaway can completely satisfy my thoughts."
Cheng Zi's eyes flashed lightly: "Tell me what you want to eat next time."
"You want to be my takeaway boy?" She chuckled.
"It's okay," Cheng Zitong shrugged disapprovingly, "and the things I sent must be fresher and cleaner than takeaways."
Fu Yuan'er counted, there are still 172 days left before the due date, "Sure enough, a woman can be a queen for ten months when she is pregnant."
Cheng Zi glanced at her together with a smile in his eyes.
Where did she hear these nonsense.
Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was her mother who called.
"Yuan'er, where are you?" The phone was connected, and Mother Fu said anxiously on the other end: "Why leave Ziyin at the police station? Cheng Zi doesn't care about it, and you don't care?"
Fu Yuanerhan said, "Mom, we both don't want to worry about it, are you going to bail her?"
"Of course I'm going, I'll give you a breather in advance, don't be too surprised then!" After speaking, Mother Fu hung up the phone.
Fu Yuan'er didn’t want to eat anymore,
Cheng Zitong, let’s go home. My mother is going to bail Ziyin. She has to go home after bail... Her current thinking is a bit extreme. I am worried about what she will do. Come."
"I asked Koizumi to take her away first..."
Before she finished speaking, she was stopped by her, "I don't dare to care about my mother, so you can leave it alone. Now drive back."
When the two returned home, both Fu's mother and Ziyin hadn't returned yet, but they saw the nanny Huan cleaning up the guest room where Ziyin had stayed and packed all the daily necessities.
"What's going on?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
"The wife said she had booked a hotel-style apartment for Ziyin," Aunt Hua said in a low voice, "The people who just came out of there are unlucky and can't come home."
Fu Yuan'er laughed blankly.
She was ashamed. In fact, her mother had arranged it very well, and her worries were unnecessary.