Feng Zizhe was ecstatic when he saw her like this. Is the little girl's attitude jealous? He reached out and grabbed the Qianqian finger that was about to point to him. The soft touch made him feel like the whole body was passing through an electric current. "I did give three scripts to peter for free, but it was definitely not for Qiao Chuchu." He grabbed Chi Ruoyun's hand with a thrust, rubbing it, and the temperature in his palm continued to rise.

"Not for Qiao Chuchu? That's for whom? Don't you know how valuable your script is? Don't you, give it to me, I'm short of money." She shouted nonchalantly, as if she was giving her money, completely ignoring Feng Zizhe's increasingly exaggerated lips.

"Oh? Is that so, do you think it's a pity? It's okay, I'll give you all the money for selling scripts in the future, okay?" As long as she wants it, as long as he has it, even a cloud in the sky can get it for her.

Chi Ruoyun drank two glasses of Azure Blue in a row. At this moment, she was really drunk. One hand was still in Feng Zizhe's hand, and she still shook the empty wine glass with one hand. She subconsciously licked the corner of her lips, and then sighed, "I still want to drink, I have money, Feng Zizhe said that the money for selling scripts belongs to me, and I'm rich." She said that she giggled like a child getting honey.

The bartender looked at her in embarrassment and looked at Feng Zizhe again. Zalan was a strong liquor with great potential. In this case, if she drinks it, she probably won’t get up tomorrow afternoon. Feng Zizhe signaled that the bar would not have to mix with her anymore. Chi Ruoyun refused to let go, "Why don’t my wine come yet? Are you afraid that I have no money to pay?" She wanted to pull her hand back, but Feng Zizhe held it tighter. With a force, her body fell into Feng Zizhe's arms. She wanted to support her and stand up, but she was picked up by Feng Zizhe in the next second and resisted it directly from the bar.

"What are you doing? I want to drink, please let me down." Chi Ruoyun cursed all the way, kicking her back and forth restlessly, Feng Zizhe kicked her a few times in the chest. He quickened his pace and went to the front of the car, opened the passenger seat, and threw Chi Ruoyun in, "Well, it hurts so much." Chi Ruoyun was thrown into the car and hit her head. Feng Zizhe ignored her and came to the driver's seat. Seeing her hand pressing her forehead, she knew that it hurt her, so she hurriedly reached out to check her forehead, "Go away, it's me that you fell." Chi Ruoyun was a little drunk, opened Feng Zizhe's hand, and pressed her forehead one after another.

Feng Zizhe possessed her and helped her fasten her seat belt. When she was about to drive, she remembered that she should send her home directly or what? "Ruoyun, wake up, are you going to take you home directly?" His inquiry was not answered. Chi Ruoyun, who was just drunk, fell asleep leaning against the car window. Shaking his head helplessly, he decided to take her to his newly bought apartment, otherwise she would inevitably be scolded when she returned home like a hangover.

The carriage was quiet, Chi Ruoyunan fell asleep, and two monosyllables appeared from time to time. Feng Zizhe helped her adjust the seat cushion, making her lying more comfortable. There were basically no cars on the street at night, and soon arrived at the community where the apartment was. He gently picked her up and took the elevator to the top floor. Feng Zizhe had no good feelings for the top floor before, just like he had no ambitions, but since he realized that his heart could not be let go of Chi Ruoyun, he began to consciously climb upstream. The creation was so successful that he had made him reach the peak of his career. Only he knew that everything was for one day to stand by her side.

"Chi Ruoyun, when will you see me? You are as tall as you see that I am already standing." The person in his arms seemed to be having a beautiful dream, and the smile on the corners of his mouth kept hanging, making people want to run into her dream to see what kind of beautiful dream it was.

After putting Chi Ruoyun flat on the bed, Feng Zizhe went to the bathroom to take a shower. He took out a new quilt pillow from the cabinet and prepared to put it on the bed in the guest room later. "Feng Zizhe, you are not allowed to like Qiao Chuchu." Chi Ruoyun turned over and muttered. Feng Zizhe's movements froze, his heart was adjusted faster, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, but he finally couldn't sleep all night.

Chi Ruoyun was woken up by the birds on the balcony. She opened her eyes and found that she was in a strange environment. She subconsciously screamed, but then she saw a photo of herself and Feng Zizhe on the bedside table. When was the photo? Or the angle from **?

"What's wrong?" Feng Zizhe rushed in from outside, with half of the shave water remaining on his face.

Chi Ruoyun moved her body into the quilt, her ears were red, "That, I don't know it's your family, I thought..." She tried not to see Feng Zizhe.

Feng Zizhe wiped his face and found that he had just run away, so he rushed in in underwear. He couldn't help but blush, "Oh, it's fine, I'll go out first." He closed the door impatiently and walked out.

Chi Ruoyun laughed out loud when he went out, "Hahaha, it's so funny, but I didn't expect this kid to have a good figure."

The awkward meeting in the early morning did not bother the two. Or rather, they resumed their previous faint conversation. Feng Zizhe made breakfast for Chi Ruoyun, but Chi Ruoyun went home without eating on the grounds of worrying about Ruoyu. She left a table of rich breakfast, and finally Feng Zizhe poured it into the trash can. Why do you have something that no one appreciates?

As soon as Chi Ruoyun left the apartment, Chi Ruoyu's phone call came, "Da Meng, you don't go home all night, what's going on?" She only knew that she had received a text message from Ruoyun that she had something to discuss with Feng Zizhe and had an appointment to go out for a drink, but she didn't say she would drink all night. She had to help her with her parents.

"It's okay, I'm drunk. Feng Zizhe brought me to his apartment, but don't think too much, he lives in a guest room." Chi Ruoyun emphasized that there was a guest room so that Ruoyu would not think wrongly. Unexpectedly, Chi Ruoyu smiled on the other side of the phone, "Sister, is this the rhythm of no silver here?"

Chi Ruoyun ignored her teasing, gave a few instructions and rushed home. She wanted to change her clothes earlier to save her parents from seeing something.

When Mr. Luo was discharged from the hospital, Luo Feifan came to pick him up. He was also very kind to Luo Feifan. He sent someone to investigate the attack these days and knew that it was Ai Mingjun who secretly made a fool of himself, but he didn't plan to pursue it. After all, Luo Feifan was willing to protect her, and he was not easy to make a fuss at this stage.

"Fefan, I heard that your mother intends to match you and Zixuan, right?" While sitting in the ward waiting for the procedures, Mr. Luo and Luo Feifan had a family conversation.

Luo Feifan turned his back impatiently, and his intention to refuse to talk was obvious. Master Luo knew that he was deliberately evading and said to himself, "Zixuan said that, he is also a member of the Luo family. The question raised by the shareholders at the last board of directors was nothing wrong. Since you are the president of the Luo family, you have nothing to do with Luo family. If you say this, you always lose the face of Luo family. Besides, I have trained you for so many years and finally trained an outsider, and you are not willing to do so. You should consider it yourself. If you don't have any objections, you will let your mother do the matter earlier." Master Luo was so scheming, but on this issue, he had to admit that Ai Mingjun's idea was correct. If you have an explanation to the shareholders, Luo Feifan would not escape his control. He could also feel at ease to deal with people outside.

Luo Feifan always turned his back to the old man, and the chill in his eyes was not seen by Master Luo. He had long planned to escape from Luo's shackles and be together with Chi Ruoyu. Yang Han's affairs had just passed before, and now Ai Mingjun and the old man actually wanted to stuff Wang Zixuan to himself. Do you really think he is a chess piece at his mercy? It seems that all plans need to be accelerated. Thinking of this, his hand couldn't help but clench it.

After Mr. Luo was discharged from the hospital, he found an excuse to call Wang Zixuan out. The child had also gone to the hospital to take care of him before, but later her mother found out, so she deliberately stopped her from going out. Today, he was discharged from the hospital and said that he wanted to discuss the company's equity. The woman Ai Mingjun released her out to see him, "Zixuan, I haven't seen him for a few days, and it seems that he has lost weight." Mr. Luo kept helping her pick up vegetables, regardless of whether he was still a newly discharged patient.

"Grandpa, I'll do it myself. You've just been discharged from the hospital and your health still needs care. I haven't taken good care of you." Wang Zixuan already had pity for Mr. Luo. Seeing that his injury had not healed, he called himself out and asked the servant to take this and that, and he felt even more guilty.

Mr. Luo smiled narrowly. Although Zixuan has been away since she was a child, the unique sense of honor among the Luo family in her eyebrows has not been lost at all. I believe that as long as it is slightly polished, it will not be worse than other rich ladies.

"Zixuan, did your mother mention your marriage to Luo Feifan to you?" The old man wanted to know what Zixuan was thinking, so he spoke tentatively.

Wang Zixuan was drinking the soup, and when he asked this, she was obviously scared, "Cough,...yes." She coughed a few times, covering up her embarrassment.

Mr. Luo quickly handed over the tissue and continued to ask, "What do you think?" He seemed to remember that Wang Zixuan also liked Luo Feifan.

Wang Zixuan picked up the boiled water at her hand and drank it. She lowered her head and gently wiped a trace of sorrow, "Luo Feifan only has Chi Ruoyu in his heart, and I don't want to interfere with them."

When Mr. Luo heard her say this, he immediately became angry, "Don't mention that girl from the Chi family. It's not her turn for the eighth lifetime. As long as you have this idea, grandpa will naturally have a way to let Luo Feifan marry you." The old man forgot that he had promised Luo Feifan to not interfere with Chi Ruoyu and him for the time being, and was only thinking about Wang Zixuan.

Wang Zixuan looked up and shook her hand violently, "Grandpa, don't, I really have no idea. They love each other, and outsiders can't get in." She really didn't want to see Luo Feifan's sarcastic eyes, which made her feel uncomfortable as if she had eaten a fly.

"Hmph, the matter is settled. Go back and tell your mother that I will help you." Mr. Luo was most unstimulated. Luo Feifan wanted to make his own decisions, so he also asked him whether he agreed or not.

Seeing that he was determined, Wang Zixuan had to speak silently. She knew that the identity of Luo's family would sooner or later make her a victim, but she didn't have the courage to resist. Chi Ruoyu, forgive me for being a coward.
Chapter completed!