bayedsolid Chapter 284 Kiss me quickly!
Chapter 284 Kiss me quickly!
The woman was stunned on the spot.
Chen Zhuo's face turned red.
However, the woman was skeptical and wanted to snatch Fan Xiaolin's ID to take a closer look, but Fan Xiaolin did not give her the opportunity.
"I'm a top reporter. Human traffickers have to give way to me. Why would I kidnap your ragtag son?" Fan Xiaolin saw her stunned expression and smiled. "Why, you still don't believe me? Fine, call the police. If they find out my boyfriend and I aren't human traffickers, you'll be guilty of false accusation. According to the law, you'll have to compensate my boyfriend and me for emotional distress, around 10,000 yuan each."
When the woman heard that she had to pay compensation, she finally gave in.
"Are you sick?" She was feeling guilty and angry. "What's so great about a reporter? He's just a paparazzi! Who cares?"
After saying that, she pulled the little boy away and left cursing.
"Are you a fool?" Fan Xiaolin held Chen Zhuo in a state of discontent, saying, "People are framing you, and you don't run? Don't you want to be more aggressive?"
Chen Zhuo looked at her with angry eyes, staring at her blankly for a long time before blurting out a sentence:
"What did you say I was?"
"Boyfriend," Fan Xiaolin said gruffly, "Wouldn't it be more credible if I said that? Do you mind?"
"No, no, no," Chen Zhuo hurriedly shook his head, "I don't mind."
do not mind?
Fan Xiaolin was stunned.
Does not mind mean that he admits that he is his boyfriend?
Thinking of this, she was delighted and quickly asked Chen Zhuo, "Will you be my boyfriend?"
Chen Zhuo stared at Fan Xiaolin blankly, his neck and ears all turning red.
A man with tattooed arms, who is steady and fierce in a fight, but acts like a little girl when he is shy.
“…” He was silent again.
Fan Xiaolin was so anxious that he wanted to hit him.
As a chief reporter, he could easily ask questions to make powerful people angry and embarrassed, but he was helpless against the taciturn Chen Zhuo.
During this period, Chen Zhuo still helped people move by driving during the day and went out to drive at night.
He had long been accustomed to this uniform, even somewhat boring life, or rather, he had lost the ability to feel.
In my twenties, I live like a retired man and have started thinking about getting a dog.
Only when he received messages from Fan Xiaolin every day and heard her energetic voice, did he feel that there was still something worth looking forward to in life.
Only when he was with her did he feel that he was 'alive'.
He just wanted to accompany her, go on secret visits, take risks, and be her bodyguard, but he couldn't imagine himself becoming her boyfriend.
She is a chief reporter, comes from an educated family, and is a young person with a criminal record.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhuo changed the subject and asked, "Have you found any results for the question you asked just now?"
As he spoke, he walked to the car, got in and started it.
Fan Xiaolin fastened her seat belt. She was ready to continue investigating Wanfeng's death, but she didn't plan to tell Chen Zhuo.
"It's okay," she said hastily. "Things like this don't always come out so quickly."
She paused and asked, "By the way, are you having New Year's Day off? How are you planning to spend it?"
"I'm going home," Chen Zhuo said as he drove towards the road. "I'm going back to Jinghai at the end of the month. My mother hasn't been feeling well lately."
"Then I'll go with you?" Fan Xiaolin continued, "I've been saying I want to see you for a long time. Don't refuse me again. I'm a girl! I need to save face! If you refuse me again, I'll jump out of the car immediately!"
"this......"
Chen Zhuo glanced at Fan Xiaolin out of the corner of his eye.
She stared at him fiercely and rolled up her sleeves.
The look in her eyes was as if she would eat her if she said no.
"it is good!"
The sun sets and the moon rises, and the lights come on.
The cross-sea avenue in Jincheng is brightly lit.
On both sides of the cross-sea avenue, high-end restaurants are brightly lit, and a group of business people are chatting happily.
Outside the Lido Hotel, there were the bigwigs who had just finished the Jincheng Burn Surgery Academic Annual Conference.
There were several business cars parked at the door, ready to take them to the next place for dinner.
Wen Zhixia was wearing a camel-colored cape coat from YSL that Fu Ruoshi had given her today. To match the atmosphere of the meeting, she paired it with a British-style white shirt and a knitted vest. It was windy outside at the moment, so she wrapped the coat tightly, revealing a delicate little face with a light touch of makeup. If you didn't know her, you would think she was some rich girl coming for a date.
She just took on the role of director of the Jincheng Burns Branch today, and Director Wu is currently recommending her to the bigwigs everywhere.
"Our little Wen is amazing!" Director Wu kept praising Wen Zhixia to the senior members of the Burn Association. "She's famously prolific, publishing two or three SCI papers a year. I don't know what's wrong with her brain!"
"And she's so beautiful. God is so unfair. Hahaha. Are you married?"
Wen Zhixia was about to shake her head when suddenly, a Rolls-Royce slowly drove towards the revolving door.
Damn it, here he comes.
Wen Zhixia wanted to run, but Fu Ruoshi had already gotten out of the passenger seat.
It was Song Ailing who told him that Wen Zhixia was elected as a director of the society. As soon as Fu Ruoshi received the news, he immediately rushed to the scene.
"Hey."
Fu Ruoshi stood in front of the car, several dozen meters away. He had dimples and a bright smile. He was wearing a straight gray suit and a Dior tie that Wen Zhixia bought for him.
"Director Wu, can I borrow her from you for a moment?" He laughed loudly. "Are you guys done?"
Director Wu nodded quickly, "Okay, okay! We just finished, you can take her away!"
After saying that, she pushed Wen Zhixia towards Fu Ruoshi.
Fu Ruoshi was the focus wherever he went. Now more and more eyes were focused on him, and Wen Zhixia felt very uncomfortable being stared at.
But she was still very polite and shook hands and said goodbye to several leaders and bigwigs around her one by one, and made an appointment for the next time to communicate and learn.
After getting in the car, Fu Ruoshi started the car and gave her the cappuccino and roses in the back seat.
"Congratulations," he said, steering with one hand, "Merry Christmas! I'll take you to grandma's house for dinner tonight."
Wen Zhixia then remembered that she had promised Song Ailing to invite Fu Ruoshi back to the old house for dinner.
"Okay, thank you," she took the flowers and held them in her arms, "but next time, could you please not approach me in front of so many people? To be honest, I'm a bit socially withdrawn, and I don't like to show off."
Fu Ruoshi raised his eyebrows, "I want to pursue a girl secretly? Why? I want to be high-profile, I want you to be with me gloriously!"
He had been married to her for three years and had always let her be secretive. This time, he wanted her to stand up straight and be pursued by him openly.
He wanted the whole world to know that he was pursuing her.
"No," Wen Zhixia refused again, "If you do that, everyone will know that I have a special relationship with you, which will be inconvenient for me to carry out my work."
"What's the inconvenience?" Fu Ruoshi didn't care. "How dare they cause you any inconvenience while I'm here?"
"Oh, if I say no, then it's no. Don't you dislike being in the spotlight?"
"That's for the media, not you."
"If you keep doing this, the media will get wind of it sooner or later."
When two people are together, they always argue.
"Okay, okay," Fu Ruoshi compromised this time. "I'll come to you with a mask next time, okay?"
Wen Zhixia smiled, looked up at him and said, "Okay, and you should ride a small electric scooter instead of driving a flashy car. And dress modestly, otherwise you will be too conspicuous and steal my limelight."
Fu Ruoshi still enjoyed it very much when his wife praised him in various ways.
"Kiss me," he said with a smile, "Kiss me and I'll agree."
Wen Zhixia looked at him. Under the light and shadow inside the car, his facial features looked even more profound, three-dimensional, beautiful and mysterious.
"Kiss me quickly!" Fu Ruoshi noticed her gaze, "You've been looking at me for so long, aren't you greedy? You really have a lot of determination."
Wen Zhixia reached out and poked his deep dimple hard.