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After seeing off Cheng Shu, Zhong Qiao drove home at her slowest and most steady speed.

Aunt Song and Aunt Guo went downstairs to help her get her things.

Zhong Qiao: "Is Jiawen asleep?"

Aunt Song: "Not yet. Sir, I am reading the storybook with him in the room."

That's good. Zhong Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually, "What are you doing at home at night, sir?"

Guo The aunt thought for a while, "I stayed in the study for a long time before coming out to accompany Jiawen."

"Didn't you work out today?"

Aunt Guo shook her head, "No."

Fu Yanchen works out three to four times a week, usually every day. On odd days of the week, unless there is something urgent or you have a tiring schedule the next day and you need to conserve energy.

Wait...Save your energy

. Zhong Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

When she got home, she asked her aunt to take the clothes out of the packaging bags and send them for dry cleaning if they could be dry cleaned.

Upstairs, Fu Jiawen was lying in his father's arms, still very excited, "Is mom back? Mom is still not coming back at this time. Dad, please call mom."

Fu Yanchen: "Mom went shopping with grandma today . , I'll be back late, you go to bed first."

After saying that, Zhong Qiao opened the door and came in, his eyes fell on Fu Jiawen, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Mom, you're back!" Fu Jiawen's eyes lit up. "I'll go to bed soon."

After saying that, he got out of bed holding one of his sleeping dolls.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yanchen asked him.

"Go to bed." Fu Jiawen walked out and went to the master bedroom to sleep.

The next second, he was picked up by Fu Yanchen and returned to the bed, "Fu Jiawen, what did you promise me yesterday?"

Fu Jiawen lied, "It doesn't count! It's just what dad said. It won't be the same next time, and I didn't promise it!"

He said sweetly He called Zhong Qiao sweetly, "Mom, I want to go to bed in the master bedroom tonight."

Zhong Qiao glanced at Fu Jiawen, then at the dark-faced man behind him, and cleared his throat, "Zai Zai, dad tonight Mom can't sleep with you."

Fu Jiawen curled his lips aggrievedly, "That's good."

Little Jiawen, who is four and a half years old, likes to find rules the most. If his father refuses, there is still room for him, but if his mother refuses, there is room for improvement. Ken, that's definitely not going to work.

Zhong Qiao was not aware of the ambiguity of her words.

After returning to the room, Fu Yanchen squinted and looked at the bag on the bedside table, and asked in an indistinct tone, "Why can't you sleep with him tonight?"

Zhong Qiao:?

Isn't it his intention not to let Fu Jiawen sleep with them?

"Or are you going to do something inconvenient tonight?" Fu Yanchen walked slowly towards the bedside table, gently slid his fingers across the bag, and said with a smile, "It seems that my wife thinks the same as me."

Zhong Qiao hasn't figured it out yet . He hugged his waist, Zhong Qiao put his hand on his chest, his whole face was hot, "I haven't showered yet..."

"Do you need my help?"

This sounded very gentlemanly, if Not if he knew what he was trying to do.

Zhong Qiao bit his lip and poked his hard chest, "Go away."

Being touched by her fingers made his chest and heart itch, but a patient hunter knew how to save the delicacies until the end.

Shower gel, scrub, shampoo, hair mask, the whole process took a lot of time.

After washing, Fu Yanchen helped her blow dry her hair. In addition to the slight buzzing of the hair dryer, there was also an undercurrent of emotion between the two of them.

In the end, they didn't even know if their hair had been dried.

The two fell on the bed, and Fu Yanchen kissed them closely, paying special attention to the two key parts of the earlobe and waist.

The air is getting hotter and hotter, and when the wetness on the waist gradually spreads between the legs, an object with a cooler shell tumbles into the fabric.

Zhong Qiao's pupils were dilated and he was absent-minded for a moment. She called his name, "Fu Yanchen..."

She raised her neck impatiently, opened her lips slightly, and her eyes were covered with mist.

At the grand occasion in front of him, Fu Yanchen's breathing became heavy and heavy, but he still tried his best to restrain himself and prioritize serving her.

The functions of the first two small toys are very similar, they are nothing more than sucking and sucking alternately.

Feeling the urge to win, he stopped the toy and took the field himself, wanting to see who would win or lose.

The innocent sheets became wrinkled and stained with large wet marks during this battle, which were symbols of his pleasure in serving her.

Zhong Qiao couldn't stand this continuous stimulation, and tears filled the corners of his eyes. At the critical point, he tried hard to push Fu Yanchen's head away, but was held tightly by him.

At that moment, his body felt light and airy, as if it had turned into clouds. Zhong Qiao lay on the bed panting, staring at the ceiling absentmindedly.

"Honey, you're so amazing." Fu Yanchen lay next to her and kissed her earlobe to comfort her.

Just as Zhong Qiao regained consciousness, he felt like a boiled prawn at this sentence again. This man's arousal was simply endless!

When the service is over, it's time to ask for a tip.

Fu Yanchen took the last piece, held Zhong Qiao's hand, and measured it repeatedly.

She was startled by the touch on her hands.

How...why do you still have this one?

Then, he took her hand and placed it on the reference object. Whether it was visual or tactile, it proved that his attributes were perfect.

Of course, it's not just about appearance, it's also about practicality.

-The

next morning, Zhong Qiao was woken up by his kiss.

Being pressed down by him and doing push-ups all night last night wasn't enough, so here we go again!

She slapped him away angrily, mentally cursing him for being like a beast.

She really didn't understand moderation at all. She stayed up all night, and the trash can was full of tissues and small umbrellas. Her whole body was sore, especially her inner thighs.

Fu Yanchen knew that he was in the wrong. Not only was he not angry about the slap, he even kissed her hand.

Zhong Qiao turned over, unable to open his sleepy eyelids, and said drowsily, "I picked out some clothes for you last night. My aunt took them for dry cleaning. They should be kept downstairs. You can see if you like them." ."

Fu Yanchen was already in a happy mood, but because of the fact that she bought him clothes, the smile in his eyes became even more obvious.

After washing, he went downstairs and asked his aunt to take out his clothes.

They were all autumn and winter clothes, some formal and some everyday, but the colors and styles were obviously different from the clothes in his cloakroom.

Although, in his opinion, it was a bit flashy, this was Zhong Qiao's intention.

So he chose a white formal suit to wear today. When he thought of something, he stopped and turned around and said to Aunt Guo, "My wife was too tired from rehearsing the drama yesterday. There is no need to call her to have breakfast and lunch. Wait until she is full of sleep." Also, there's no need to tidy up the master bedroom today."

Aunt Guo nodded, "Okay, sir."

-Chen

Yu went to work at nine o'clock, Fu Yanchen usually arrived fifteen minutes earlier, and other people in the board of directors' office would arrive ten minutes earlier than the boss.

But today was an exception. It was already 9:05 and there was still no sign of the chairman.

Xiao Wu has a cast on her leg and uses crutches to go to work during this period, so a lot of work is shared with her by several other colleagues.

She was deeply grateful to her brothers and sisters for taking care of her, and would order some coffee and milk tea for everyone to drink from time to time.

Everyone in the board of directors likes this kind of beautiful and trouble-making sister, and the most important point is that as the veterans of the board of directors, their edges have long been smoothed away.

There are some gossips that only those born after 2000 like Xiao Wu, who are not afraid of tigers, would dare to talk about them. This can be regarded as adding a lot of fun to boring and tedious work.

"Why hasn't Mr. Fu come today? He won't be spending his honeymoon at home with the boss's wife."

This wave of harsh words made several colleagues drinking coffee choke. My sister was too brave.

Chen Kang stepped forward and said with a stick, "Be careful what you say. If the boss catches you later, I won't dare to save you."

His little assistant really didn't keep his mouth shut. Besides, this kind of emperor would not go to court in the morning. How could this happen to the chairman?

He thought that Jiawen must be acting up again.

Several times before, Jiawen made a fuss and refused to go to kindergarten. The chairman could not do anything to him, so he could only bring him to the company, which tortured them so much that they became more determined not to have children.

Some colleagues also had the same premonition, "Isn't it the little bully here?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sigh in the office. The little bully is cute, but it is a bit annoying.

It's even more tiring than raising children during the Chinese New Year, because they can still take care of the children of relatives, but they don't dare to yell or scold the little bullies, so they can only serve as little ancestors.

Xiao Wu only joined the company this year and didn't understand the secret codes between them. "Who is the little bully?"

At the work station next to him, a colleague who was watching the group news coughed lightly, "Stop talking, I'm watching the group." Someone inside said that Fu Dong went upstairs."

After everyone finished their jokes, they got into the mood as quickly as possible.

Even so, when Fu Yanchen went upstairs, both of them couldn't help but look at him from the corner of their eyes.

Today's chairman is actually! Wearing a white suit!

He looks like a groom.

Xiao Wu quickly typed in the group chat [top social workers on the 68th floor]: [The boss lady definitely picked out the clothes! ! ]

[+1]

[+10086]

Chen Kang: [...]

Xiao Wu, didn't he guess both of them correctly?

Paying attention to the boss's dynamics, understanding the boss's intentions, and meeting the boss's needs are the basic conditions for an excellent general assistant.

How could he be more dull than the assistant? !

The bright tie that Mr. Fu wore last time was already showing signs.

This time, the white suit told him more directly that it was urgent to please the landlady!

He secretly decided to go back and gain a lot of knowledge.

-It

was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Zhong Qiao woke up. She reluctantly sat up and rubbed her sore waist.

Fortunately, the rehearsal is over, otherwise I would definitely have to take leave today.

After getting up and washing herself, she felt more energetic. She went downstairs to eat and didn't want to move, so she just lay on the sofa and read the script.

This was sent to her by Wen Suyi some time ago, and it was also a movie directed by him.

Just a little weird.

In her previous life, Ding Ningle made Wen Suyi's debut film a hit.

But the script in her hand was not the one Ding Ningle had filmed.

Her mind wandered for a moment and then quickly returned to the script. The character she was going to play was a person with multiple personalities. The story was exciting, but the challenge was also difficult. She had to polish the script well so that she could be as perfect as possible when playing the role. to show the charm of this character.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed.

If the movie starts filming, she will officially make her comeback.

Before that, there is still some preparation work to be done.

For example, she had to help desensitize her assistant Shen Mian's social fear.

Zhong Qiao handed over this important task to Feng Lei and asked Feng Lei to take her to deal with strangers and communicate with people.

Then reflect the daily situation in the group.

She doesn't have much work that requires two assistants to do, so she sets this as KPI. If the job is completed well, there will be a bonus. If the job is completed well, the salary will be deducted.

Shen Mian, who is afraid of society but obsessed with small money: [qaq. 】

-After these few days of getting along with

the Fenghuang crew

, Ding Ningle and Fang Zejian have gotten to know each other a lot.

During the break, Fang Zejian no longer went to the RV, but stayed in the rest shed with Ding Ningle, chatting and filming.

Fang Zejian was very good at making jokes and was a natural comedian. He often made her laugh. She had a very fulfilling life these days, which allowed her to temporarily stop thinking about things with Fu Hao.

The process of canceling the engagement was still going on. Chen Bihua changed her previous attitude and worked hard to recover. However, Ding Jianming's attitude was very tough and he did not even tell his daughter about this to avoid annoying her.

While making insinuations, Ding Ningle found out part of Fang Zejian's strength. He was truly a super rich second generation, and Fang Zejian's eldest brother was actually the boss of the largest brokerage company in the industry.

Ding Ningle chatted with him, "Why don't you play the male lead?"

She felt that if she wanted to act for fun, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to play the male lead?

Fang Zejian smiled and said, "It's not a big deal to spend money on a male lead, but I'm very self-aware of my own strength. I don't want to poison the eyes of the audience. When my acting skills get better, I can try my best to take on the role again." "

The second part of the sentence was of course a joke, Ding Ningle chuckled.

And in the first half of the sentence, "You mean something by what you said."

As early as he met Ding Ningle, Fang Zejian had cleared up the matter between her and Zhong Qiao, and followed her intention and said, "Isn't that right? That's who she is."

"You, don't look at her momentary limelight, but where is the upper limit of her acting skills, as long as you have certain resources to keep up, you will definitely not be worse than her."

These days, Fang Zejian said. I was shocked by Ding Nile's talent. I found that although she did not have a professional background, she was very smart. She passed many scenes in one go, and it was no problem to play with the leading male and female characters.

Things became more interesting, which also gave him more patience to take the long term and catch big fish.

After Yang Xinhui finished the show, she saw the two of them chatting happily and didn't come over. She went back to the nanny car to rest for a while, and Lin Ziao's video call happened to come over.

Lin Ziao is a typical happy puppy. In front of him, Yang Xinhui is very relaxed, "Baby, why are you free to make a video call to me today?"

It seems that Lin Ziao's cousin has come back recently. Lin Ziao is handling business and is busy with big things, so she rarely disturbs him.

"I just have free time today. I miss you." After chatting for a while, Lin Ziao asked, "I heard that Fang Zejian went to the entertainment industry to play. Is he on your crew?"

"Yes." Yang Xinhui lay on the sofa, He half-squinted his eyes comfortably, "He also plays the role of the second male lead."

Lin Ziao frowned and reminded, "Baby, you should stay away from him. He is not a serious person."

"I know." Yang Xin When the line of wisdom is stretched, it is very similar to the voice of a royal sister on the Internet, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

"Yeah," Lin Ziao knew that Yang Xinhui was not a little white flower who was inexperienced in the world, so he reminded her again. That's enough. "By the way, my cousin will have a game in a while. I will take you there to meet my cousin."

Yang Xinhui looked at the person in the video who was happily talking to her about this, and she felt a little complicated. .

There has never been anyone who was as caring to her as Lin Zi'ao. His kindness to her often went beyond the scope of a sponsor and a lover.

Although the two of them had a clear relationship in which they each got what they needed, apart from her, Lin Ziao had no other female companion. The same reason he took her to meet his cousin this time was completely beyond their relationship.

Lin Zi'ao once mentioned to her that his cousin's status in the family was no different from taking her to meet people with her parents.

The better Lin Ziao treats her, the sadder she becomes. The gap between them is too big. They are not from the same world. It is good to maintain the current relationship.

"No, the crew won't be able to ask for leave when the time comes."

"Let me help you tell Ken Yu."

Yang Xinhui was silent for a moment and said seriously, "Forget it, Zi'ao, the relationship between us is inappropriate. "

It's okay to go as a female companion.

But just like when he took her to meet his friends, his friends thought she was his real girlfriend and called her sister-in-law.

If it weren't for Lin Ziao's instruction, he would still be able to scream like this.

Lin Ziao frowned, "Xinhui, I..."

Yang Xinhui's heart skipped a beat, and she cut off the phone before he could finish the second sentence.

She sighed and waited in the RV for a long time before leaving.

Seeing Yang Xinhui coming out, Ding Ningle naturally called her over.

Yang Xinhui sat next to her and teased, "I just finished the show and saw you guys chatting so animatedly. I couldn't bear to be a light bulb, so I hurried back to the RV to stay."

Ding Ningle gave her an angry look.

Ever since he got acquainted with Fang Zejian, Yang Xinhui would make jokes intentionally or unintentionally, and then add, "I know you have a boyfriend, just make a joke, don't take it seriously."

Over time, Ding Ningle got used to it.

After interacting with Yang Xinhui in the past few days, she felt that he was not as crazy as when they first met. He also gave people a sense of being very transparent, and he was very sharp when analyzing problems.

Yang Xinhui knows what she wants and is very honest about her vanity and material desires. In the duplicitous entertainment industry, she is a breath of fresh air.

Ding Ningle was curious, "Why do you hate Zhong Qiao so much? Last time you said you two were sworn enemies, but there must be a reason."

Friendships in the entertainment industry are real and fake, and many real best friends uploaded on the Internet are actually fake and coy. relationship, but they are said to be sworn enemies, but it may be true feelings.

"Young people, don't be so curious. In the entertainment industry, newcomers who are too curious will get killed."

Ding Ningle's expression changed.

"Just kidding." Yang Xinhui glanced at her and smiled casually, "It's very simple. She and I are in the same genre and have the same audience, but our resources are limited, so we were destined to be bitter enemies from the beginning. "

"Furthermore, I debuted earlier than her, so I'm half a senior. When she first debuted, she was called Xiao Xinhui, but gradually, as her fan base increased, she started to bully me. If it's you, you'd better balance your mind. ?"

Ding Ningle's face softened slightly, he was so empathetic.

In her current life, she was also compared to Zhong Qiao all the way.

But why?

Zhong Qiao is obviously nothing, but with a good background, he can step on their heads.

Sometimes the magnetic field between people is so magical. I just can't understand it. There are not so many reasons.

Noticing Ding Ningle's expression, Yang Xinhui's eyes showed a hint of amusement. It was really interesting. She believed Ding Ningle as soon as she said it.

Ding Ningle seemed to have found an outlet to talk to, and complained about her dislike of Zhong Qiao. Yang Xinhui looked calm and listened without taking the initiative to make any comments.

-

In the afternoon, Fu Yanchen got off work on time and went to the drugstore to buy an ointment. Some supplies were too expensive, so when he checked out, he also picked up a few boxes.

After going home and having dinner, he first made up for yesterday's exercise, then went back to the bedroom to take a shower and change clothes.

The moment he walked in, his attention was attracted by the four-piece suit on the bed. The dark gray was replaced by pink florals, and the originally cold bedroom was also set off with warm colors.

Before going out, I specifically told my aunt not to come in and clean up the room, so Zhong Qiao should have changed it.

Chenyu's nearly 10,000 employees would never have imagined that Director Fu, whom they consider to be a majestic and upright person, sleeps on a pink bed at home.

The expression on Fu Yanchen's face was also a little subtle.

With this delicate mood in mind, he took a shower and then went to the study to find Zhong Qiao.

In the study, Zhong Qiao was annotating the script, while Fu Jiawen was sitting next to him writing kindergarten homework.

He didn't disturb them, he sat quietly aside and turned on his laptop to do some work.

Half an hour later, Fu Jiawen finished his homework and was immediately rushed to his room to sleep by Fu Yanchen.

Today was a day where he didn't have to read storybooks. Fu Jiawen looked at his mother reluctantly.

But his mother didn't seem to have any intention of keeping him. Fu Jiawen sighed and returned to his room honestly.

After a while, Fu Yanchen pushed up his glasses and said with a serious look, "It's getting late. Go back to your room and rest?"

Zhong Qiao looked at the time and saw that it was indeed time to go to bed.

After a tiring day, she quickly fell on the bed and rolled up comfortably in the quilt.

It's so nice, the pink quilt looks so gentle, and you can smell the faint fragrance of laundry beads.

Fu Yanchen's eyes moved.

The pink color is very flattering on the skin, and the bed and the people on it look fragrant and soft.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly and he lay down together.

Zhong Qiao looked at him warily, "You can't do that tonight!"

She rolled up the quilt and moved out like a caterpillar, "Oh! I really don't have a drop left."

Fu Yanchen sighed, "What are you thinking about?"

He opened the quilt and took the person out, "I'm just helping you apply the ointment."

Zhong Qiao was doubtful until he actually took out a stick of ointment.

When she heard how to use the ointment, she shook her head hard and said, "I can do it myself!"

"It's not convenient for you to do it yourself."

Fu Yanchen's very serious tone made Zhong Qiao hesitate.

"Okay." She lay down on the bed.

A cold touch was applied to her. The person who applied the medicine was extremely careful and did not neglect any corner.

Fu Yanchen looked at this scene, his body was restless, but he still pretended to be serious on his face, "Honey, if you act like this, the medicine will be diluted."

Zhong Qiao bit her lip slightly, she didn't expect that applying medicine would be enough. so.

Seeing that the ointment was diluted into water, Fu Yanchen added some more medicine and was more careful in his movements.

Zhong Qiao tried his best to bite his lip so as not to make any strange noises.

After a long time, Fu Yanchen took out his soaked and wrinkled fingers, his eyes darkened, "Honey..."

At this point, how could Zhong Qiao not know that this person did it on purpose? She threw the pillow over angrily, "Ah ah Ah, shut up!"