Chapter 346 She is always in my heart

Lu Zishu and Yan Shuang were together, something they never expected.

Is this the kind of togetherness she understands?

Wen Yue, you are too calm!

After all, he is someone you once liked!

"You don't seem surprised at all that they are together."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit confusing. Wen Yue was holding a Coke chicken wing in his mouth, saying it was neither right nor wrong.

I almost broke the bone when I was distracted.

Should Wen Yue tell the truth? Will his second uncle beat him to death if he tells the truth?

Lu Zishu is his second uncle's love rival.

Although he chased Lu Zishu unkindly in response to the situation, Lu Zishu ignored Jing Ai and was very disgusted.

Then there was a big reversal. Who wouldn't know that Lu Zishu's love is now the right thing to do?

Speaking of Yan Shuang, Wen Yue was really kind to her back then. He even brought her to Wen Fu Cheng.

In the end, what the other party loved more was his identity and money.

This is very difficult to do.

It was not easy for Wen Yue to support that injured little heart for so long.

Now I no longer feel the same way about Yan Shuang.

Just being mentioned, I still can't help but sigh.

After all, she is a sincere woman.

"It's good for them to be together. Isn't Yan Shuang Lu Zishu's Bai Yueguang? Lovers will eventually get married. Respect and blessings."

It sounded like a very perfunctory blessing.

Suddenly, there was a green vegetable leaf in the bowl, and the leaf was still glowing with faint green.

I glanced at the person picking up the food and couldn't help but swallow.

Eat obediently and don't ask any questions.

Before Wen Yue left, he gave Ying Jing a self-satisfied look.

Hearing the sound of water running from the kitchen, Wen Fu Cheng was washing the dishes and was sitting uneasily on the sofa. After struggling, he got up and came to the sink.

The dirty bowl became white and shiny after being rinsed with clean water.

"Um...are you angry?" She just asked Lu Zishu and Yan Shuang at the dinner table.

"No, he's not qualified yet." Not being qualified made him angry.

Ying Jing understood.

Nod.

Halfway through the order, the man put down the cleaned bowl, raised his hand and pinched Ying Jing's face. "But you do." Listen carefully, there is a hint of resentment and grievance in his tone.

Lu Zishu would not make Wen Fu Cheng feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

But he had the ability to poke him right in the heart.

She can make him hurt.

It was the arrogance and presumptuous ability he gave her.

"I don't like Lu Zishu, so you don't need to take him to heart at all."

Wen Fu Cheng laughed angrily at her.

She was always on his mind.

Wiping off the water marks on his hands, he put his arms around Ying Jing's waist and walked out.

"Lu Zishu's existence does not pose any threat to me. What I have been worried about is your attitude towards him."

He giggled twice to cover up his embarrassment.

It seems that the vigorous and heroic pursuit of Lu Zishu at the beginning also indirectly caused a considerable psychological shadow on Wen Fucheng.

"It doesn't count, I don't like Lu Zishu's style." She had to defend herself.

"Um."

Wen Fu Cheng was not chasing after the past. He was now his, and she couldn't hide her worries. When facing him, she wanted to give her heart to Wen Fu Cheng.

How could he not believe her sincerity.

It's just that men have a little bit of jealousy. Everyone has it, including him.

…

At night, I sat on the bed with my notebook on my lap.

Information about the current situation of Baima Village is displayed on the screen.

Judging from the pictures, it is even more backward than expected. A few years ago, when every village was connected, cement roads had been built to the door of every house, but Baima Village did not, and the landform was still original.

Baima Village is located deep in a remote mountain. You can only drive to the interface outside the mountain. To enter the village further, you have to walk a while.

Most of the villages are made of mud houses. When it rains, the only road into the village becomes muddy.

and protective steps made of loose stones.

The conditions were much more difficult than imagined, and it seemed that more preparations were required.

Not only that, I also planned to do another thing together.

It sounds like a fantasy, but how will you know if you don't try it.

Wen Fucheng came out of the shower and saw her still looking at the computer. He wiped his hair and walked over to her, his eyes falling on the computer screen. He lowered his head and was taking notes, and didn't even notice what appeared on her computer screen.

The news picture that popped up in the web interface turned out to be Wen Yue's young and handsome face.

The once disgraced noble son returned to the Wen Group and was chosen as the heir by Wen Fucheng.

There is no one else who took this title.

Ying Jing happened to look up and saw it, and when he was about to move the mouse to close the interface, he noticed the person next to him.

Interested.

"Is this the popularity your company spends on Wen Yue?"

Wen Fu Cheng shook his head.

"The company is poor and doesn't have enough money to package him."

fraud.

The notebook on his lap was taken away, his hand dropped in mid-air and he looked at the man suspiciously.

Um?

"It's late at night, Mrs. Wen, it's time for you to rest."

It was just before eight o'clock, and it was impossible for a young man to go to bed so early. Just as Ying Jing was about to refute himself, his legs went weak and he picked him up.

Place it on the other side of the bed.

Before the sound came out, the surrounding lights dimmed.

The breath hitting her face pressed against her.

The two of them fell into the soft bed.

The man's deep and charming voice lingered in his ears.

"It will be late at night after it's over."

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The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the smooth floor, and the messy clothes are thrown aside casually.

At this moment, her throat felt dry and uncomfortable, so she opened her eyes and moved her aching body a little. The man bathing in the morning light heard the movement and turned to look at her.

"woke up?"

The next second, the steaming glass of water was handed to her.

He coaxed her patiently.

"Take a sip to moisten your throat."

He pursed his lips and drank more than half of the cup. Just as he was about to put the cup down, his eyes suddenly fell on the kettle on the bedside table.

The memory of last night rushed into my mind.

When your cheeks turn red, don't look away.
To be continued...