Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Half an hour later, Cheng Nuo saw that all the delicious dishes on the table had been served. He didn't seem to come over yet, so he propped his head, poked the chopsticks, and wanted to pick them up. It seemed that she ate first, but there wasn't enough for a treat. polite.

Fu Chenxi was holding his secretary in his hand, and he didn't know which document it was. Halfway through the process, he seemed to realize something, raised his head, and just saw the woman who was swallowing saliva, and smiled: "If you're hungry, go first!" eat."

Cheng Nuo's first reaction was to take chopsticks, stuffed two chopsticks into his mouth, and then said, "Aren't you going to eat it? It won't taste good when it's cold, and it's not good for your stomach."

For people like Fu Chenxi, it seems that every second is precious.

He didn't look at her and replied lightly: "It's okay."

Cheng Nuo simply didn't say any more, for fear of disturbing him, he didn't even dare to speak too loudly when eating.

But, obviously he wanted to talk to her about something.

When she was full, he counted the rice in the bowl for a long time, but he was still busy.

Cheng Nuo was bored, and his eyes fell on his face that was full of faint yellow light. She said that men who work hard are the most attractive, but she felt that this man seemed to be unconsciously exuding the charm of attracting the opposite sex all the time. Signal.

If a woman marries such a workaholic in the future, will her life be uncoordinated?

Cheng Nuo laughed unkindly, and her laughter successfully caught Fu Chenxi's attention.

After signing the last document in his hand, he turned to her and said, "Come here and massage me."

Cheng Nuo was taken aback for a moment, watching his secretary go out with the documents in his arms, and then realized it belatedly.

Although she majored in obstetrics and gynecology in college, she also learned acupuncture from her grandfather when she was young. She probably knows which acupoints are usually blocked by a sedentary person like him. The embarrassing thing is that her right hand has no strength.

When I massaged Jiang Mengling in prison before, I also used my left hand. That kind of strength is no different from scratching an itch.

Seeing her staring blankly, Fu Chenxi frowned, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Nuo had mixed feelings in his heart, and organized his language to explain: "No...it's nothing, I just got out of prison, I'm in bad luck, Mr. Fu's noble body, I'd better not get close, so as not to bring you misfortune, and then I go Because of a car accident for two months, the right hand is not very convenient, and the strength of the left hand may not be well controlled."

Fu Chenxi stared at her hand that was curled up to the bottom of her sleeve with dark eyes like dark night, and her expression sank inexplicably.

Although after several times of getting along, his mood was often cloudy or cloudy, but every time this happened, Cheng Nuo's heart would tremble from his cold eyes: "I... Shall I wash my hands before coming back? "

Since she couldn't figure out why he lost his temper, she had to compromise first and do what he wanted.

Fu Chenxi nodded: "The bathroom is on the left."

Cheng Nuo went into the bathroom with his head bowed, complaining that he was spineless, but still somewhat startled when he saw himself in the mirror with withered hair and disheveled eyes.

Especially the right hand that was trembling slightly underwater.

Cheng Nuo smiled wryly at himself in the mirror, and gave himself a funny cheer.

She wiped off the water on her hands, and when she walked out, Fu Chenxi still sat there pretending to be asleep, with her hands clasped on her lower abdomen, as if she had fallen asleep exhausted.

Cheng Nuo stood quietly behind him for a while, hesitating whether to press or not. After she called him in a low voice, she found that there was no movement. When she made up her mind to slip away, there was an untimely voice behind him. A shallow voice: "Where are you going?"

Cheng Nuo was startled, and he obediently withdrew the hand that opened the door.

It's not that she doesn't want to give him a massage, it's that she doesn't understand why he called her here?

But she clearly sensed the displeasure emanating from him, so she didn't ask. If it was the kind face just now, maybe she would have dared to touch her face with her nose.

So she found a lame reason for her escape: "I see you haven't eaten yet, and I want the waiter to bring the food down to warm it up. It's delicious when you wake up."

Fu Chenxi pursed his lips slightly, and smiled indifferently: "I can't tell, you are quite virtuous."

Cheng Nuo smiled flatteringly. Even though his eyes were clearly closed, she still walked towards him involuntarily. After taking a deep breath, she gradually pressed her hands from his shoulders to the back of his neck. After a few presses, He snorted softly.

With that strange snort, her eyebrows trembled, and she thought it hurt from pressing him.

Fu Chenxi slightly opened his hazy eyes: "This kind of strength seems to be tickling."

Cheng Nuo curled his lips in distress in his heart: "Mr. Fu is strong and muscular. It is really difficult to press. If you are not satisfied, you can ask your secretary to find someone who is satisfied with you. Why bother with me?" Tickle?"

His dark pupils gradually became clear, and the complaint in her words made him smile slightly: "I have done such a big thing for you, are you still not allowed to ask for credit?"

His words are always sandwiched with a layer of ambiguity that is easily misunderstood.

Of course, Cheng Nuo didn't care, and went straight to the point: "You came to me to get that thing from my father, right?"

Fu Chenxi rang the service bell and signaled her to sit down. Within a minute, the waiter who came outside brought hot water and towels to him. Cheng Nuo just watched him being served like an emperor.

Fu Chenxi washed in the copper basin, dried his hands, and poured a cup of tea: "There is no clue yet."

Cheng Nuo frowned: "Don't you know where it is?"

Fu Chenxi took a sip of the good Taiping Houkui, and looked at her who was a little surprised with a calm face.

Cheng Nuo was confused by his plain eyes: "I asked you before you found me, what exactly do you want me to help you find my father? If I don't know, I'm really powerless. "

Fu Chenxi just didn't know if the woman in front of him was worthy of trust, after all, she was once Lu Yixuan's woman.

He didn't say much about this, but instead asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Cheng Nuo sighed: "What plans can I have, of course it is to avenge my father's injustice, he was wronged."

Speaking of his father, Cheng Nuo's tone was a little choked up, full of resentment, and he didn't even know where to send it.

Fu Chenxi said lightly: "You don't want your studies? I heard that you are one of the top students in Peking Union Medical College. Professor Xu, who taught you, and several other teachers knew about your accident, and they all jointly guarantee you. "

"I failed them." Cheng Nuo smiled mockingly, and raised his trembling right hand as he said, "You can also see that I can no longer bear the word "high-achieving student" with my current appearance. The day I became a murderer, I was nothing but a disgrace to the medical university."

"Don't be so discouraged. I've already begun to get someone to investigate your father's matter. Maybe I can find useful clues for you, but before that, I hope you don't act rashly." Fu Chenxi's bright lips were touched by the teacup. The rising heat made it even more attractive, he paused, thought for a while and then said:
"Also, that Tian Hongmei who slandered you, who instructed her, I believe you should be very clear."

Cheng Nuo thought about the meaning of his words.

Of course she knew that Lu Yixuan was inseparably related to her imprisoning, but she always felt that there was something more in his words, as if he was expressing something else?
He knew she was a smart woman, so he said, "It's my enemy's handle."

Cheng Nuo hadn't caught up with his jump at first, but soon realized: "You mean Lu Yixuan?"

So he didn't tell her for a long time, what is he looking for?Is it because of her absurd and ironic childhood relationship with Lu Yixuan?
Fu Chenxi also answered her yes without any surprise.

After all, the most difficult thing to figure out in this world is nothing more than a word for love, and the most terrifying thing is also a word for love, which is everyone's weakness.

His tone froze for a moment, and he said meaningfully: "I don't think it's him, but someone related to him."

Cheng Nuo suddenly had a bold guess: "So you think it might be me?"

Fu Chenxi glanced at her from the corner of her eye, and took a sip of tea: "That depends on whether you are worthy or not."

Cheng Nuo thought about it and found it incredible: "I see, you are suspicious, and I am also one of the objects of your suspicion. If it were me, I would definitely not help you find the clues left by my father.

You also think that the reason why my father used this as a condition to find you, maybe he really knows something, but the ultimate goal is to let you save me. As for whether I can help you find that thing, it is entirely up to me, So you not only don't believe me, you don't believe my father either. "

At the end, Cheng Nuo snorted, "If that's the case, there's really no need for you to take pains to rescue me."

Seeing her getting angry in a hurry, Fu Chenxi was very helpless: "If I don't rescue you, how will I know if it's you."

Cheng Nuo really wanted to slap the table again, but she endured it.

I just feel that his suspicion is unreasonable. For a powerful man like him who covers the sky with his hands, if the handle left by his father is really related to her, then his father must have chosen to let her be imprisoned for a few years. commutation.

If Fu Chenxi is directly asked to target her, and if something is found out then, wouldn't she be played to death by him.

Therefore, the father must have found him because he knew that the handle left had nothing to do with her.

Besides, it had nothing to do with her. After talking for so long, she still didn't know what he was looking for?
In fact, Fu Chenxi didn't suspect her at first, if he hadn't received an anonymous email a few days ago, he wouldn't have guessed like this, and the police said that the murderer was left-handed.

But after the meal, it seemed that she didn't use her left hand smoothly, and it didn't seem like she was pretending: "But I have a hunch, maybe it's not you."

Should she be honored then?
Cheng Nuo looked puzzled: "Why?"

This man is always like this, good things come from him, and bad things come from him.

Fu Chenxi had no words.

Cheng Nuo resentfully complained, "Don't tell me that you men also have a sixth sense."

A little thought flickered across his calm ink eyes: "Want to hear it?"

Cheng Nuo subconsciously felt that there was nothing good to say, so he refused: "I don't want to."

But she can't make the decision if her mouth is on someone else.

"But I want to say."