I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 21

"Of course it has something to do with it." Sui Xingyuan looked at Fu Jiujiu and smiled meaningfully.

Fu Jiujiu quickly understood what he meant.

He froze for a moment, his heart suddenly felt like someone had grabbed him hard.

"Lin Jun told you?" He stared closely at Sui Xingyuan's eyes, as if afraid of missing his slightest expression.

Sui Xingyuan didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, but the meaning of the smile became unclear.

Even with a little pity.

Fu Jiujiu felt that he had asked a stupid question. If Lin Jun hadn't told him, how could he have known it so quickly?

Lin Jun told him not to tell others about the divorce, because he told Qi Luo that he was angry with him, so what about him?

Fu Jiujiu didn't speak any more, and slowly drank the remaining wine in the cup.

Sui Xingyuan said again: "It might not be appropriate to call her sister-in-law in the future, so it's okay to call her Brother Xiaojiu?"

"It's just a title." Fu Jiujiu's tone became cold: "Whatever you want."

"Actually, it's a pity." Sui Xingyuan said, "I've always wanted to meet you, but I didn't expect it to be in this way."

"Which way?" Fu Jiujiu looked sideways: "The way you 'made' Lin Jun call me here?"

"Angry?" Sui Xingyuan squinted his eyes: "I can't take it anymore? But what about the disgusting things you did to Xiaojun?"

Fu Jiujiu frowned, he didn't know what Sui Xingyuan was talking about.

Was it Lin Jun who said something to him?

He can't wait to say something about himself in front of him?

Or, did he really do many, many excessive things to Lin Jun before?

He can bring it up to himself, accuse him, scold him, retaliate against him, whatever.

But with their relationship, he doesn't see this as a reason for him to belittle himself in front of outsiders.

Fu Jiujiu suddenly felt a heavy disappointment in his heart.

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

In the gray smoke, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, his eyes were lowered, as if he was a little impatient, but also a little disdainful and funny.

He went to interview a fashion editor today. He dressed with great care in his clothes and accessories, with good taste and deliberately kept a low profile.

There was a bit of icy air at the moment, and a delicate face could not be seen clearly in the smoke, and it was even more attractive.

Countless astonishing gazes cast on him secretly and curiously. If Sui Xingyuan wasn't sitting next to him, probably many people would try to strike up a conversation.

Fu Jiujiu didn't notice anything about it, but the smile on Sui Xingyuan's face gradually faded away.

Fu Jiujiu thought for a moment, and then bit the cigarette holder and let out a wisp of white smoke.

He smiled at Sui Xingyuan, and said, "What I did to him, should not be judged by outsiders, right?"

The word "outsider" was deliberately bitten hard by him.

"This is a matter between our husband and wife." He continued: "I hope you can understand."

Sui Xingyuan's expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal: "Sorry, I was meddling in my own business, I just wanted to protect him."

Fu Jiujiu smoked halfway, and saw Lin Jun's figure appearing around the corner in the distance.

Perhaps because he wanted to regain his place, Sui Xingyuan said again: "I have many good men around me. If Brother Xiaojiu has a type he likes, I can introduce you to him."

"It's troublesome, don't worry about it," Fu Jiujiu smiled, and put half a cigarette into the ashtray: "Isn't it a waste if I don't use it?"

He got up and put on his coat: "I'll go back first."

"Don't wait for him?" Sui Xingyuan asked.

Fu Jiujiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, his amber eyes showed some irony: "Do you want me to wait?"

Sui Xingyuan also smiled and looked at him without speaking.

Unspoken to each other.

Before leaving, Fu Jiujiu deliberately moved closer to Sui Xingyuan: "You can protect him, but can you protect the matter between husband and wife?"

Sui Xingyuan looked at him in surprise: "What?"

Fu Jiujiu lowered his voice a little more, showing his sharp fangs: "Can you protect other people's bed affairs?"

"You..." Sui Xingyuan's face suddenly turned pale.

Fu Jiujiu gave him one last smile, turned and left.

He couldn't drive after drinking, so he went to the side of the road and waited for a taxi.

The night wind in late autumn was already extremely cold, blowing on his body, blowing away the warmth brought to him by Lin Jun.

Alcohol raged in his blood along with the night wind, giving him the last bit of warm protection.

His mind was blank, he felt that he hadn't thought about anything, but he felt that he had thought about everything.

He was only one person, and he never felt that there was anything wrong.

But now, after Lin Jun came to him and tossed a few times, and then stood with Sui Xingyuan, he suddenly felt lonely.

There were slightly hurried footsteps behind him, and a big hand was put on his shoulder.

Looking back, Fu Jiujiu bumped into Lin Jun's dark and deep eyes.

Those eyes seemed a little anxious, after staring at him silently for a moment, he asked, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Fu Jiujiu's face was covered with a thin layer of red, and his eyes under the street lamp seemed to be covered by something, covered by clouds.

He rubbed his cheek lightly with his fingertips, and asked again, "Drink too much?"

Lin Jun got angry in front of Fu Jiujiu many times, sometimes Fu Jiujiu didn't understand, and even felt baffled.

But he hardly got serious with him, because even if he was angry, he would never intentionally hurt him.

Many times he even thinks he is cute, like a child, being angry is a way of expression.

But now, the dim streetlights smudged his eyes with warm tenderness and concern, and a little bit of reproach.

But Fu Jiujiu felt very tired, not as relaxed as when he was angry.

This was the time his heart sank the most when facing Lin Jun for a long time.

So sinking that he didn't want to say a word.

"No." He said, his voice was tired and a little sandy: "Don't you have to give it away?"

"Xiaoyuan," Lin Jun liked to hear his voice, and looked at him with gentle eyes: "The driver sent him back, of course I will take you."

Fu Jiujiu nodded with a smile: "It's too late, don't send it off."

He lowered his head and knocked out a cigarette to light it. He had just taken a puff when Lin Jun pinched the cigarette away by the handle.

"Stop smoking, Fu Xiaojiu."

Fu Jiujiu didn't argue with him and put his hands in his pockets.

The wind blew his forehead hair, and he squinted slightly to look at the vehicles on the road.

Lin Jun felt in a daze that he hadn't seen Fu Jiujiu standing on the side of the road waiting for a bus for many years.

With him like this, it seems that he has returned to his student days, which makes people feel warm, but there is something different, which makes people feel very far away.

Fu Jiujiu stared at the traffic and said to Lin Jun, "I don't smoke, so don't send me off either."

Lin Jun extinguished the cigarette, held it in the palm of his hand, and brushed the hair on his cheeks behind his ears for Fu Jiujiu: "I see you get in the car."

When Fu Jiujiu got into the car, Lin Jun still carefully placed his palm on top of his head, bent slightly to protect him and sat in.

She looked at him seriously.

Fu Jiujiu suddenly felt some soreness in his eye sockets, he didn't turn his head, and bent over and sat in.

The car drove a long way, Fu Jiujiu looked back, and could still see Lin Jun's tall and straight figure standing in the late autumn night wind.

It just gets further and further away.

Two days later, Fu Jiujiu received a call from Chang Qing.

The cooperation between NF and AG was officially put on the agenda, and Chang Qing asked him if he had time in the afternoon.

Because Yuan Mufei still made an appointment with that club, and asked Fu Jiujiu to come with him by name.

This time, he was in the box of the club and did not play.

AG is now in a critical period of transformation from the mid-range product line to the high-end product line, and Yuan Mufei does not have much time to spare.

So I not only invited old golfers to play in the club, but also invited them to discuss cooperation here.

The timing was seamless.

Yuan Mufei brought his accompanying staff, because both of them were in a hurry, the cooperation talks went smoothly unexpectedly.

The relevant personnel of NF only need to go to AG again and sign the specific cooperation rules, and the whole process will be completed.

Although it didn't get half of AG's publicity share, but this time it broke the barrier of zero cooperation for such a long time, which is considered a small success.

When it ended, it happened to be off work time in the afternoon, so Chang Qing invited Fu Jiujiu to the coffee shop for a cup of coffee.

Different from the last interview, this time Fu Jiujiu dressed more formally, giving people a very reliable feeling.

"Thank you very much this time," Chang Qing said with a smile, "But the busyness and exhaustion of the magazine office may exceed your imagination."

Fu Jiujiu looked at her with a smile, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

"I want to say," Chang Qing laughed: "Can I come to work in the company right away?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded and laughed, "Of course."

It happened to be Friday.

After the two agreed on the entry time, Chang Qing left first.

Fu Jiujiu was in a good mood, and his job was done, which meant that his road to return to normal life had finally started the first step.

As long as he returns to his original life trajectory, Lin Jun's influence on him should gradually diminish.

just like before.

It was still early, and he decided to go to the club and play some tennis before going home.

He bought a baseball uniform at the front desk, and when he was picking a bat, two people walked out of it.

Because it was too eye-catching, Fu Jiujiu immediately saw Lu Xiye in a black baseball uniform.

He turned around and leaned against the bar to say hello, "Brother Xiao Ye."

Lu Xiye came over, followed by a boy.

At the beginning, Fu Jiujiu thought it was the one from "Budu" that night, because it looked a bit like that, with the same seductive fox eyes.

But when he got closer, he realized it wasn't.

"Come to play?" Lu Xiye asked.

"Yes," Fu Jiujiu smiled, "It's been a long time since I fought."

"You haven't touched a racket for several years, right?" Lu Xiye said, "Find a gentler partner and remember to warm up first."

"Well, is this over for you?" Fu Jiujiu asked casually.

The boy next to him seemed hesitant to speak, but Lu Xiye nodded naturally: "Well, it's over."

Fu Jiujiu went into the locker room to change his clothes. When he was warming up with a racket to familiarize himself with the feel, a young man walked towards him.

That person's appearance is very outstanding, Fu Jiujiu has never been in contact with him, but he recognizes him.

It was Qin Moyan, the third young master of the Qin family, who was one of the protagonists of the wealthy family.

As Qin Moyan approached, Fu Jiujiu suddenly discovered that he also had extremely beautiful fox eyes.

Much more beautiful than all similar eye shapes he had ever seen.

It's just that compared with the boy next to Lu Xiye just now, Qin Moyan's eyes are extremely cold, as black as ink, almost covering up the charm of the fox's eyes.

"Mr. Fu." Qin Moyan approached him: "Did you like the tea last time?"

Fu Jiujiu has had several oolongs, and his mental quality is much better than before. He smiled and said, "Very good, thank you."

"Then I ask Mr. Fu about..."

Fu Jiujiu was stunned.

Qin Moyan smiled: "It's okay, it was just a chance."

Just as Fu Jiujiu was about to speak, the phone rang again.

He said sorry and picked up.

"Xiao Jiu," it was Chen Mengju who called, and her tone was easy-going and natural: "Let's talk about the coffee shop today?"

In the past month or so, Chen Mengju called countless times, and also approached him once, but Fu Jiujiu never let go.

He was a little impatient: "Didn't you make it very clear?"

"Okay then," Chen Mengju said indifferently, "Since you're not good at talking, then I'll find Lin Jun."

Fu Jiujiu's face suddenly sank, and his tone was cold: "How dare you?"