She looked him up and down and found that he was so shameless before.

She snorted and said, "You didn't attend the bidding dinner. There were so many bids. Why do you think you can win?"

"If you leave it to someone else, will you make Cheng Zitong angry?" Cheng Yiming shrugged disapprovingly.

Fu Yuan'er fell silent because Cheng Zitong appeared outside the restaurant.

Cheng Yiming noticed something was wrong with her expression. He looked back and couldn't help but chuckle, "Cheng Zitong, I'm surprised that your wife took the initiative to go home. Let's have a good talk."

He didn't mind at all that Cheng Zitong heard what he just said. He was so confident in the "Zi Yin" card he used.

Cheng Zitong said nothing, turned around and went upstairs.

"You..." Fu Yuan'er was so angry that she immediately chased after him.

Cheng Yiming looked at the backs of the two of them, with a cold smile in his eyes.

When the door closed, Fu Yuan'er stopped panting.

He walked too fast, giving her a hard time chasing him.

Cheng Zitong stood at the edge of the cloakroom and unbuttoned his shirt, then took it off, revealing his bronze skin and strong muscles...

Fu Yuan'er:......

"You...what are you doing..." She couldn't help asking, but she immediately realized that her tone was wrong, and she quickly covered her mouth apologetically.

Cheng Zitong curled his lips: "They can't hear us."

In the place where he lives day and night, they are not stupid enough to think that he is defenseless, so they have not done anything in the room.

After saying that, he took off his trousers again.

Fu Yuan'er's cheeks turned red and she subconsciously turned away, but she couldn't help but take a peek... His strong figure was still very attractive to her...

"Wipe your saliva," he raised his eyebrows, "I'm just going to take a shower."

"Who cares what you want to do!" Fu Yuan'er immediately retorted, but her pretty face became even redder.

Cheng Zitong gave her a funny look, then turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Fu Yuan'er's momentum immediately dropped. She covered her pretty red face and howled several times in her heart.

When did she become like this and start craving for this...

When she was chasing Ji Senzhuo before, she didn't have these thoughts either.

She suddenly recalled that Cheng Muying asked her this question in the garden just now... The more she thought about it, the more strange it became. How could Cheng Muying ask such a question for no reason?

"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly I heard his voice ringing in my ears.

"Ji Senzhuo..." She replied subconsciously, and suddenly realized something was wrong. She was so absorbed in thinking that she didn't even know he came out of the bathroom.

She hurriedly looked up and saw that his eyes had darkened.

"It's not me...it's Cheng Muying. Cheng Muying asked a question about me and Ji Senzhuo." She explained quickly.

"What's the problem?" he asked coldly.

Fu Yuan'er wanted to bite her tongue. Why did she say this? Isn't this digging a hole for herself?

Could it be that she wanted to say that Cheng Muying asked her about Ji Senzhuo and the bed?

If she had to say this, she might not be able to explain it clearly.

"I...she asked me if Ji Senzhuo also wanted to bid, and also asked me if I would cooperate with Ji Senzhuo." She had an idea and used the project as a reason.

Anyway, didn’t Ji Senzhuo also attend the bidding dinner?

In fact, she didn't know why Ji Senzhuo came.

"How did you answer her?" Cheng Zitong seemed to believe it.

"I will cooperate with whoever is stronger."

Cheng Zitong's eyes were slightly stunned, "So, there is still a possibility for you to cooperate with Ji Senzhuo."

Fu Yuan'er was also stunned, "Didn't we discuss this matter..."

What are you doing with Tissendro?

She wouldn't understand what Cheng Zitong was thinking. He was worried that she would sooner or later

Know about Ji Senzhuo and Cheng Muching.

But before she knew it, he wanted to try his best to delay it for a while.

The later you know, the less sad you will be.

"It's not impossible for some changes to occur for Ji Senzhuo," he continued.

Fu Yuan'er was funny and angry. I didn't expect him to be so jealous.

"Cheng Zitong, you don't believe in my character," she snorted displeasedly, "I promised you something, how could I change it just as I said?"

Cheng Zitong sat down next to her, was silent for a moment, and said: "Cheng Muying may use Ji Senzhuo to drive a wedge between us. You can't believe what she says in the future."

This sounds like a human saying.

"Don't worry, Cheng Yiming didn't succeed in estrangement. Cheng Muching, your rank is too low."

Hearing this, Cheng Zitong breathed a sigh of relief.

He stretched out his arms and took Fu Yuan'er into his arms.

The two of them sat quietly, with the chirping of insects and cicadas in the garden reaching their ears. In just a few minutes, it became a rare peace for them in this period of time.

"It's time to quarrel." Fu Yuan'er reminded him.

"No need to make a noise, just drive away."

She nodded, it sounded like a good move, and it didn't make her angry at the same time.

"Knock, knock!" At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Then Murong Jue's voice came: "Zitong, are you asleep?"

Fu Yuan'er pouted helplessly at Cheng Zitong and said there was no need to quarrel, but everyone was blocking the door.

Cheng Zitong opened the door, and Murong Jue saw that his face was downcast. When he looked into the room, Fu Yuan'er was sitting on the sofa with her arms folded and a cold face.

It was obvious that the two had just had a quarrel.

Murong Jue lectured Cheng Zitong: "Yuan'er has come back on her own initiative, you still can't give her any mercy!"

Cheng Zitong said nothing, turned around and walked to the window, facing away from the two of them.

Murong Jue came to sit next to Fu Yuan'er and was about to speak when Fu Yuan'er spoke first, "Grandma, you don't have to persuade me. I won't be able to take care of the Fu family's project until the child in Ziyin's belly is sorted out."

Give it to Cheng Zitong."

Murong Jue sighed softly and asked: "Zitong, what do you think, do you really want Ziyin to give birth to that child?"

Cheng Zitong sneered: "Whoever gives birth to a child first will get 5% of the Cheng family shares from the great-grandmother, and the great-grandmother has not forgotten this agreement?"

Murong Jue was stunned, she didn't expect him to say this suddenly.

But, "You can fight for the first place if you want, but you have a wife, how can you make other women pregnant!"

"It's enough to achieve the goal." Cheng Zitong said calmly.

Fu Yuan'er stood up suddenly and said, "Cheng Zitong, since you like children so much, I won't interfere with your business. Let's agree on a divorce while Grandma is here to bear witness."

After saying that, she ran out of the room.

She ran straight to the car and sat in the car. Suddenly she felt something cold on her face. She raised her hand and touched it, only to realize that she was crying.

Although it was a pretend quarrel, his words "It's enough to achieve the goal" still touched her a bit.

She couldn't help but think wildly, if Ziyin was really pregnant with his child, even if it were not Ziyin, but another woman... He didn't have many women, she had seen at least ten of them with her own eyes.

And there is someone who is always ready to give birth to a child for him, Yu Lingfei.

He will definitely want this child.

When she thought about this, she felt like she was going to have a heart attack.

In the garden not far away, two figures hurriedly walked towards this side.

She didn't know whether it was Murong Jue or Cheng Yiming. She didn't want to deal with them now, so she started the car and left.

Murong Jue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, watching her car drive away.

"They looked like they were really at odds." Cheng Yiming

Came to Murong Jue's side.

Murong Jue also felt the same way, but, "We can't take it lightly. We'll wait until we actually get the project."

Then he asked: "Is everything arranged?"

Cheng Yiming nodded, but he was a little confused, "We just want to find ways to make them more and more tense. Why do you pretend to be on Fu Yuan'er's side?"

Murong Jue sneered: "If I don't call Fu Yuan'er home today, will they become more and more quarrelsome?"
To be continued...