Chapter 89: Fanwai·Zhu Li x Jiang Fang (3)

When the sky was bright, Zhu Li was awakened by the sunlight leaking into the gauze curtain.
The consciousness of the body recovered earlier than the mind. Before reflecting the situation at the moment, she moved her hands and feet, feeling weak and weak in her limbs like being run over by a tank.
The memories of last night flooded into my mind with this light and heavy feeling.
Starting from her sentence "Will you come, President Jiang", Jiang Fang couldn't bear it, and answered her question with another question, asking her "Are you taking a bath?"
She was very angry and said she didn't mind and would wash later.
He stopped talking nonsense and removed the set of hotel bedside tables.
The first time the fire burned a bit urgently, the intro and dinner were very short. She originally thought that Jiang Fang and Fu Li's claim that he was clean and self-conscious was just a boastful joke. After seeing him hastily for the first time, she believed that he was really not crazy and should have been for a long time.
Of course she knew this common sense, and she didn't care about the first rush of appetizing, but she didn't forgive him, ridiculing him as "white horse passing the gap".
Jiang Fang was probably annoyed by her. The second prelude tossed her into a mess. After dinner, she scolded him for being naive in revenge, and collapsed all the way.
After it was over, she kicked him out and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Halfway through the wash, he unscrewed the bathroom door.
She said, "It's almost done," and he replied, "You can lock the door" without asking.
Zhu Li is indeed the door left behind by ghosts, but he obviously doesn't need to tear down her platform. She was annoyed by his ruthless face and did it like a fight for the third time.
In the end, he was still worried about the face of the woman, guessing that she couldn't walk anymore, and he didn't reveal it, so he took her out without saying a word.
She was exhausted and fell asleep. Feeling the temperature of the male body in a daze, she rolled away the quilt and let him go up.
Zhu Li frowned, hissed softly: Hey, Mr. Zhu, it's too much, too much.
She calmed her mind, turned her eyes, and looked at the man beside her arm.
Without the quilt, Jiang Fang just wrapped a bath towel casually and lay there asleep.
Zhu Li rolled his eyes unbearably.
Drinking mistakes, drinking mistakes.
She doesn't fall in love, and when she is under pressure in her career, she occasionally finds a clean one-time object to solve her physical needs, but if she is sober, she will never "sing on the brain" to her girlfriend, boyfriend and brother.
If Xu Qiao gathers for a full moon wine with a married baby in the future, the two of them bow their heads and look up to see each other, it would be a little suffocating to think about it.
I forgot to tighten the curtains last night. Seeing the sun rise, a ray of golden morning light fell on Jiang Fang's face, making him frown uncomfortably, as if he was about to wake up, Zhu Li shivered with a sharp spirit.
The rule for solving physical needs is not to sleep overnight. She has not experienced this embarrassing afterthought.
Zhu Li immediately raised her hand and pressed the button next to the bedside table.
The curtains closed automatically, the bedroom sank into darkness again, and Jiang Fang's brows stretched out.
Zhu Li carefully lifted the quilt and got out of the bed with light hands. The first foot was like stepping on cotton. She almost fell back on the bed with a soft leg. After holding the edge of the bed and barely standing, she bent down and picked out the clothes scattered on the ground. Some of his own, then picked up high heels, picked up the handbag on the counter, and walked out on tiptoes like a thief.
When I came to the door, I thought of something, opened the handbag, turned it over, turned back.
When Jiang Fang woke up, his side was empty, only the folds of the sheets and the charming breath of the room full, reminding him that last night was not a dream.
The upside-down images in his mind irritated his mouth.
He squinted his eyes, got out of bed, turned on the light, looked around the empty room, and then walked into the bathroom to take a look to confirm that there was no one inside or outside.
The woman said that it was to solve the physiological needs, but she kicked him after solving it without a trace of tenderness.
He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, but he didn't react, and suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
Jiang Fang glanced at the key card left in the room, and nodded suddenly.
Oh, could it be that I squeezed him out last night and lost my heart, now I'm going to bring him breakfast?
Jiang Fang turned around to open the door, and said as he opened it, "Forget you are still a bit..."
Before the word "conscience" was uttered, he stared at the man in suit and leather outside the door...big eyes-because both of them were a little surprised.
The man outside the door swept his eyes and put a towel around his lower body, and looked at the house number: "This seems to be my sister's room?"
Jiang Fang returned to his composure and chose the latter between passively asking "Which is your sister?" and straightforward answering "yes".
This is the room where Zhu Li stayed for a long time due to work needs. Her family knows the house number is not surprising. Goodbye, the other party is indeed familiar with each other. Maybe they met in a social field before.
Seeing that his facial features are somewhat similar to Zhu Li, he has determined the identity of this man.
Jiang Fang nodded, "Is there something to do with her?"
The man raised his eyebrows: "I'm her second brother, is she in there?"
"No, let's go."
"Where did you go?" The man frowned.
This embarrassed him.
Jiang Fang smiled after a moment of silence, and chose an answer that didn't sound too obvious for the two's "one-night stand": "She wouldn't let me say it."
The man let out an irritable breath: "Excuse me."
Jiang Fang was about to close the door. Halfway through the door, he paused when he saw the man who had already turned around. He turned around as if thinking of something: "Langxin Technology, President Jiang?"
"Yes." Jiang Fang nodded.
"Happy meeting." The man nodded to him and turned to leave.
Jiang Fang closed the door, walked to the bedside table, picked up the phone to contact Zhu Li, told her about her second brother, but first noticed a stack of bright banknotes under his lighter.
He froze for a moment, picked it up and counted, five yuan, five hundred yuan.
"?"
When I woke up, the woman who had been with me in the spring breeze had already left, and left me five hundred yuan. What is this regulation?
Jiang Fang furiously picked up the phone and opened the address book.
In London, in order to assist Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao together, the two exchanged contact information on New Year's Eve.
He dialed Zhu Li's mobile phone number. After three rings, the phone was hung up, and then an unsentimental automatic reply message came in the phone: Hello, it is not convenient for me to answer the call right now, and I will call you back later.
"..."
Jiang Fang switched to using text messages and typed in "Your second brother was in the hotel, I sent him", then he coldly deleted this line, and changed his statement: Your second brother is here.
Sure enough, Miss Zhu, who "I am currently inconvenient to answer the phone" quickly called back.
"My second brother is in my hotel?" She went straight to the subject.
"I should be gone now." Jiang Fang held the phone in one hand and the toothbrush in the other, standing in front of the bathroom sink.
"What do you say……"
"I'm ang (gang) ah (putting) uh (person) wow (playing) humming (sending)," he said frothy.
"..." On the other side of the phone, Zhu Li seemed to be shaken by his vague onomatopoeia, "That's it."
"Wait a minute," Jiang Fang quickly spit out the bubble, "what do you mean by that five hundred yuan?"
"What do you mean? The labor fee for you." Zhu Li answered naturally.
"Labor..." Jiang Fang looked at the mirror and was so angry, "Labor fees? Do you treat me like a duck?"
"Doesn't it mean to solve physiological needs? Is there a problem?"
"The problem is big!" Jiang Fang raised his voice.
"what is the problem?"
Jiang Fang was unable to refute it.
"No problem, I hang up." Zhu Li said.
He looked at the three used sets in the trash can by his feet with a face, and blurted out an answer casually: "You mean I'm worth five hundred three times a night?"
"Oh," Zhu Li stunned, "I'm sorry, I don't bring much cash when I go out. I only have the money with me. Or you can give me an account and I will ask the assistant to transfer you some more later."
He didn't do it by himself, but let the assistant do it?
Is this like human words?
Jiang Fang's liver hurts from the fire: "No, just treat it as a friendship price."
"Yes, but let me make it clear first, I don't take care of returning business."
"..." Jiang Fang sneered and nodded, "It just so happens that I won't pick up customers again."
After a phone call, Jiang Fang and Zhu Li had no contact at all for half a month. After hearing about Zhu Li, it was half a month later that he received a call from Cheng Lang one evening.
Cheng Lang said to him as soon as he opened his mouth: "My girlfriend has something to ask you. Please be honest, and explain everything clearly."
Before Jiang Fang could react, he heard the voice of Master Xu Qiaoxing's questioning after a short silence on the other end of the phone: "Boss Jiang, are you scumbag my little President Zhu?"
He was stunned: "I'm scumbag? Where did you hear this statement?"
"You first say you are scumbag!"
Of course you don’t need the word
scum
if you are willing to do so. Besides, if you have to look at it afterwards, it should be Zhu Li scum, right?
With Xu Qiao's temperament, Jiang Fang was not angry with her. He was just a little uneasy about this inverted argument, and only answered a single word: "No."
"Better attitude." Cheng Lang's voice rang, "There is no wind and no waves. The rumors have spread. Please handle this matter clearly. Don't let the girl stand alone on the cusp of the storm."
Jiang Fang frowned: "What rumors?"
He recently went on a business trip, and he just returned to Beicheng today. He really didn't hear any rumors. At this moment, I heard Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang talk about it, and after a while, I understood the cause and effect.
Half a month ago, he helped Zhu Li at the afterparty of the Beicheng Art Museum and took her away in the presence of Prince Bisheng Zhou Jie.
Later, something happened at the banquet that he did not know: Zhu Li went and returned, splashing Zhou Jie's face with wine.
Zhou Jie probably hated it, chewing on the roots of their tongues behind their backs.
After all, the Jiang family is considered to be a big one. Zhou Jie couldn't point the finger at him, so he aimed at Zhu Li, saying that Zhu Li didn't know what to do, and seduce Lang Xin's young boss.
Originally, only based on Zhou Jie's words, people might not believe this rumor, but there was indeed "corroboration" about this matter.
That night, he escorted Zhu Li into the suite of the Ritton Hotel, but he hadn't left for one night. Someone saw it. And early the next morning, Zhu Li's second brother had a face-to-face with him in his sister's room.
Therefore, not only outsiders believed this matter, but the Zhu family also believed.
If the relationship between him and Zhu Li is really a boyfriend and girlfriend, this is good news for the Zhu family. After all, the Zhu family has been looking forward to the marriage of Zhu Li. Although the Jiang family is not good enough, it is more than enough to match the Zhu family. Up.
But when Zhu's family asked Zhu Li if they were boyfriend and girlfriend, Zhu Li frankly denied it.
In the eyes of Zhu's family, of course it became Zhu Li's fooling around outside.
Even though they died early in the morning, people still say that they are still terrifying. Zhou Jie's fanfare and Jiang Fang's indefatigable acquiescence, coupled with the Zhu family's inability to argue because of "the facts", have become a mess.
Xu Qiao said that the gossip from the outside disappeared after a few days. Zhu Li didn't care about the opinions of the people, but the most important thing was that it aggravated the conflict between her and her family.
She couldn't argue with such an unpleasant rumors, and she must learn from her elders.
After listening to Jiang Fang's stomach fire, he pressed his emotions and asked Xu Qiao: "What did she tell you about this?"
"I heard what people in the circle said. I just called her to ask her. She refused to talk about it, saying that there was nothing big, so I could only come to you." Xu Qiao replied.
Jiang zoomed in boldly convincingly.
This woman is really capable of not mentioning anything to him about such a big event, and even concealing it to the end when asked by a girlfriend.
Jiang Fang pressed his temples suddenly, "I'll ask her, she probably said the same thing. Is she in the hotel now?"
"No, her father's birthday tonight, we should prepare a family banquet at Xifuhui this time."
Jiang Fang squinted his eyes for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I see, I'll take care of this."
At 7 o’clock in the evening, in Xifuhui’s elegant room, a round table feast surrounded the old and the young. Zhu Li sat in a corner seat and listened to Zhu Zekun’s birthday with joy and laughter. She couldn’t speak and didn’t plan to do so, silently. Eating cold dishes, don't choose the dishes, turn to the one before you eat which dish, anyway, the taste is the same as chewing wax.
Her father is still angry with her, and if it weren't for her mother's kind words to persuade her, she would not be "fortunate" to sit here tonight.
Everyone in the family knows this, so they don't touch her father's birthday star at the dinner table. Everyone in the room regards her as air.
Zhu Li did not have to deal with it, and was happy.
The waiter took advantage of the conversation between the people and asked if he was starting to serve hot dishes.
Zhu Zekun smiled and gestured to let people serve.
As soon as the door of the room opened, it was not a waiter who came in, but a young man in a neat suit.
Everyone looked up, and Zhu Li almost couldn't hold his chopsticks in a daze.
Why is Jiang Fang here?
Jiang Fang's gaze fell on Zhu Li's face, then turned to Zhu Zekun, and nodded respectfully at him: "Zhu Dong, come uninvited. I'm taking the liberty to interrupt. I'm Jiang Fang."
This name has been mentioned frequently in Zhu's family recently. There was a dead silence during the dinner.
Zhu Li just opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he was stopped by Jiang Fang's wink.
Zhu Zekun glanced at the opposite daughter, kept a decent smile, and asked Jiang Fang: "This is President Jiang..."
Jiang Fang looked at Zhu Li with curious eyes and said with a smile: "I am ashamed. My girlfriend has refused to talk to me for half a month. With this tactic, I don’t know if I will come to please Zhu Dong today and congratulate you on your birthday. Will there be a chance to reconcile with her."
All the eyes on the table turned towards Zhu Li.
Zhu Li looked at Jiang Fang with warning in his eyes.
The meaning of this warning, in the eyes of everyone, is really like flirting between young couples.
Zhu Zekun reacted in a daze, looked at Zhu Li, and whispered: "What's the matter with you? I won't tell my father about it."
"not me……"
Zhu Li was caught off guard by Jiang Fang’s sudden attack. He was stammering and was snatched away by him: "Zhu Dong, you can’t blame her for this. I was the one who upset her first, so she wouldn’t be willing to admit it to you. Me? I came here so abruptly tonight, and I didn't have the face to save myself, you see, can you arrange a seat for me on this table and let me say a few words to her?"
"Oh, yes," Jiang Fang pointed out the door, "I have prepared your birthday gift outside."
Zhu Zekun gestured to the waiter to add a seat, and said with a smile: "President Jiang is polite. It's common to talk about friends quarreling. Our family Li Li is really temperamental. It's hard for you to come here by any means. ."
The atmosphere on the table broke the ice from the dead silence, Jiang Fang entered the table smoothly and sat down beside Zhu Li.
Zhu Li gave him a hard look.
He carried out the phrase "no face and no skin" just now, smiled and covered her hand resting on the edge of the table, holding her hand in his palm: "I'm doing this, don't make trouble with me, eh?"
Facing the gazes from these uncles, aunts, and sisters-in-law, Zhu Lippi smiled at the corners of his mouth, and quietly pinched his palm with the hand she was holding.
It turned out that the man was really thick and rough, and he couldn't pinch him.
"How do I eat when you hold me like this?" She looked at him.
"Oh, ill-considered," Jiang relaxed her, "I haven't seen you for too long, I'm gaffe."
Zhu Li coughed, suggesting that he was almost done.
Jiang Fang smiled and picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and joined the family banquet.
Because of Jiang Fang’s uninvited guest, Zhu Li, who was originally in a
vacuum
, was forced to become the protagonist of this family banquet. At the request of his parents, he introduced every relative to Jiang Fang and was also Everyone asked how they met Jiang Fang and when they started talking.
At this point, Zhu Li changed his mind again, just to shame himself and Jiang Fang, so he could only cooperate.
But she and Jiang Fang have never had a "confession", so it's not easy to talk nonsense. The two of them have a pair of eyes, and relying on the tacit understanding of the relationship that night, they know each other's hearts--Zhu Li showed that he hadn't lost his anger throughout the process. Kendo said, Jiang Fang answered all the time.
One person said, there is no need to wear a gang.
Jiang Fang’s story was not made up too wildly. He only added a few pens on the basis of reality, saying that the two met last fall because of Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao’s match, and last year’s Eve, because of the relationship between Cheng Lang and Xu Qiao. , Happened to spend a year together in London, and talked about it once and again. It's just that the two have been in contact with each other not long ago and they are still running in, so they haven't shown the relationship in front of others.
As soon as Cheng Lang's name came out, this was an existence of "people and gods admiring each other". Zhu Li had a feeling that the family could no longer wait for this technology industry tycoon who is like Cheng Lang to quickly marry her home.
At the end of the family banquet, Zhu's father called her over and told her not to rush home, and talk to Jiang Fang.
Regardless of what her father meant, Zhu Li really felt it necessary to "communication" with this "boyfriend".
Out of Xifuhui, Jiang Fang opened the door of his Bentley for her.
She sat in the back seat gracefully in full view, waited for Jiang Fang to come up from the other side, closed the car door, changed her face in a second, and said viciously: "Where are you looking for?"
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