Xiao has thought about it for a long time

After seeing off the Liang family, Liang Yuzhi went back to the villa first, and Fu Bei didn't go in.

Soon, Zhuang Qiyang came out slowly with a cigarette in his mouth. The wind on the mountain was strong, blowing in bursts, and the sparks burned very fast. When he came here, half of the cigarette was burned.He looked around, walked and chatted with Fu Bei, and sat in the car. The two chatted for about ten minutes in the car.

Zhuang Qiyang handed over a document and asked puzzledly, "Why are you checking these?"

After opening the document, Fu Bei didn't answer immediately. After reading it roughly, he said, "Let's find out."

Zhuang Qiyang took a puff of cigarette, and smiled in disbelief, "Now you're turning over the old account of what happened a few years ago, and you've even found out about your own family, you're a big treason."

Fu Bei raised his eyes and ignored it.

Zhuang Qiyang waited for her to finish flipping, pointed to the end of the last page, pondered for a while, and said, "This was transferred to your uncle last year. You should know that it was handled by the Zhou family three years ago. Counting forward, it is The Qiao family is doing it."

It was a real estate project, located in the new district, one of the development centers of Jiangcheng. Because it had a relationship with the government, and the new district was vigorously attracting investment at that time, it was almost a sure-fire business, and it was really popular five or six years ago.The Qiao family is an upstart, but they haven't made any real achievements for so many years. The business is complicated and can't keep up. Back then, Qiao Jianliang wanted to rely on the real estate projects in the new district to transform, and he was gearing up to make a big deal. Who knows money? Instead of earning money, most of his wealth was locked up, and he escaped after being stripped, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

There are only a few people in the know, not even Josie. Now Qiao Jianliang is still doing his job, running the business honestly, and has never made any risky investments.

Some things are not easy to find out, the more things are put on the surface, the more twists and turns hidden inside.Zhuang Qiyang didn't make his words too clear, and added: "Your uncle has been doing well in recent years, and he can make a career without relying on your family's support. He eats meat and drinks soup, maybe he will be able to visit uncle in the future. That step. After all, they are relatives, and it will be a good thing to join forces in the future."

At the age of 26, he is no longer a brat, and he is impulsive in everything. Every word Zhuang Qiyang said has a deep meaning. To put it bluntly, he is trying to persuade Fu Bei to turn the matter over and stop investigating. It has little to do with the Fu family anyway. .Although he doesn't know exactly what Fu Bei wants to do, but Zhuang Qiyang knows that the relationship between these companies is unusual, and it will be boring to dig deeper. The shopping malls care about profits and not affection. nice guy.

Stuffing the documents into the interlayer and opening the car window for ventilation, Fu Bei was speechless for a moment.

Zhuang Qiyang smoked without making a sound, letting her make up her own mind.

After a while, Fu Bei whispered, "Don't let other people know."

Zhuang Qiyang smiled, "What kind of person am I?"

Someone came out of the villa again, Fu Bei's cell phone rang, it was Liang Yuzhi calling, urging him to go in quickly, there were important guests in the villa.

On the other side, due to the limited vision at night, the driver drove slowly. Josie and Zhao Shihuan sat in the back seat of the car, chatting from time to time.

We haven't seen each other for a few years, and we haven't had much contact in between. Now that we reunited after a long absence, they are not as close as before, but a little unfamiliar. Josie tries to find something to talk about, so as not to be cold, and just ask casually anyway.

No matter what was asked, Zhao Shihuan would answer truthfully, and would throw a question back, with back and forth.

"I don't know when you changed your number. I had to call Uncle Qiao. He said that you had moved out a long time ago and opened a shop on Qijing Street."

Some words not only eased the atmosphere, but also explained the matter of sending the courier before, so as to avoid embarrassment for both parties.

"Find something to do," Josie still said, pursing her lips, and asked, "What about you, what business are you doing?"

Zhao Shihuan said: "A lot, I do everything. I was playing games half a year ago."

Josie didn't ask too many questions. Some things were too private, and shopping malls were like battlefields. Anyway, she didn't take this path. It was useless to ask too many questions, so she turned to other topics.

After entering the city, the car went to Qijing Street first, and then returned to the compound. The two chatted happily along the way. Zhao Shihuan was very good at handling things. It wasn't until Josie got out of the car that he said, "We can have a meal together someday if we have time. Fan, I came back in a hurry, and I didn't have time to find you first."

You, not you, didn't talk too much, and it was hard for Josie to refuse.Josie agreed and watched the car leave.

This is how adults communicate, always leaving room for what they say and what they say. Looking at the dark night, she suddenly feels emotional, but she doesn't know what she is feeling.

When I got home, I took a shower and tidied up, and I still lay on the sofa watching TV.

Around midnight, an unexpected visitor came.

Unexpectedly, it would be Fu Bei. The moment Josie opened the door and saw the person, she wished she could close the door again, but the person put his hand on it and came in easily.

He smelled of alcohol, probably drank a lot.

Josie didn't want to talk to the other party, but she still asked angrily, "Did you drive here?"

"I can't drive after drinking, and I took Zhuang Qiyang's car." The voice was as usual, and he didn't look drunk at all.

"What's the matter?" Josie asked bluntly.

After closing the door and locking it, Fu Bei didn't answer. After a long time, he said lightly, "Look at you."

This is the same sentence every time, and it seems that there is no other excuse.Maybe it was because she drank and took a bath again, her head was dizzy and unconscious. Josie was not as strong as she was a few days ago. She turned off the TV, turned to look at this person, and wondered whether she should let her go.

Josie's character is a bit extreme. Emotionally, she feels bad for herself, and she won't make it easy for the other person. She often kills a thousand enemies and hurts herself by eight hundred. She doesn't care about that much, so she did it with this person before. , but I still have a grudge in my heart, and now I am stuck in a stalemate, with an unstable temper.

She didn't have the energy to deal with this person tonight, and she was very tired after the day, but it was rare for her to ask softly, "Why don't you stay at home on such an important day, Grandpa Fu and the others won't look for it?"

"No." Fu Bei said.

Josie naturally didn't believe it, thinking that Liang Yuzhi must be very angry now, if she knew that she had come to her, she would probably be so angry that she would be hurt internally.

As summer turns to autumn, there seems to be no sense of dryness in the air. Fu Bei, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, is a little restless tonight, so he pours a glass of water and asks in a calm tone: "Have you been in contact with Shihuan in recent years? "

Thought she was going to ask something, Josie didn't think much, and replied, "Yes."

In fact, we rarely contacted each other, we had a few times, and then we broke up, otherwise we wouldn't be so unfamiliar in the car tonight.

Fu Bei didn't ask any more questions, and she didn't explain much.

After that, drowsiness swept away like a tide, she went back to her room to sleep first, and didn't have the energy to look after Fu Bei.Fu Bei sat in the living room for a long time until the lights around her were turned off. She took two puffs of a cigarette, and her heart was no longer calm. Looking thoughtfully at the room.

Emotions are such an elusive thing.

Sleeping in a daze until the middle of the night, Josie was half asleep and half awake, and vaguely heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom. Knowing who was in there, she fell asleep and ignored it.

The other party drank, and the streets were not safe at night, so it was a good thing not to chase people away.

Not long after, the sound of running water disappeared, the door was opened, and then the light was turned off. One side of the bed was heavy, and a coolness engulfed it.

Gradually, a soft touch came from behind, and there was a wet feeling on the back of the neck. The cool touch slowly moved to the smooth shoulders, and one hand hooked her strong and thin waist, and the movements were presumptuous but gentle.

The faint smell of smoke is very aggressive, wandering from the neck to the chin.Josie dodged uncomfortably, lazily leaning against the bed, and pulled away the hands on her waist, a little impatiently.

"Don't push yourself further," she said wearily, her voice was very soft and low, "or go outside and sleep on the sofa..."

Fu Bei knew she was not asleep, so he was even more sure.

There have been two times, and it seems strange to hide and hide. Josie didn't have the heart to play hard to get, she pulled the corner of the thin quilt to cover her waist, and she didn't even want to give a response.

The weather is hot and dry in this season, especially tonight, when the air conditioner is turned on, it is barely cooler, and the cool wind blows on her slender white legs, making her shrink subconsciously.

"What is she looking for you tonight?" Fu Bei suddenly asked, inexplicably.

Josie closed her eyelids and remained motionless. For a while, she bent her legs and retracted into the thin quilt, not intending to answer.

The people behind came up closely, their breath was slightly burning, mixed with the smell of alcohol, and they refused to give up.