Chapter 427

Zhao Qiqing's smile was stiff, and she didn't expect him to notice it at all.

"Rong Yan is a star, and he has cooperated with me before. As a star, most of his privacy is transparent to the company. Of course, as his boss, I need to know this." Zhao Qiqing confessed.

"So you remember now?" Fu xishen asked.

"Please, Mr. Fu, make it clear. What do you mean I remember now? Some things I can't forget when I say I forget?" Zhao Qiqing said helplessly.

Although Fu xishen didn't speak, it was obvious that Zhao Qiqing could see his unhappiness.

After thinking about it, Zhao Qiqing stretched out her finger and poked him: "Hey, isn't it? You're also jealous? Otherwise, I'll put his information in front of you and show you one look. I don't believe you can still forget."

"I don't know." Fu xishen turned his head and didn't answer her.

"Don't know? It's all in your head." Zhao Qiqing nodded his eyebrows: "besides, I didn't mean to remember, but I suddenly remembered today that I wanted to revenge him in the canteen. I can't be true."

Fu xishen listens and frowns. It's this kind of unconscious thinking that makes people more angry?.

"What do you remember about him?".

Fu xishen just said this, Zhao Qiqing stretched out her finger against his lips: "stop, I don't remember anything."

Zhao Qiqing saw his eyebrows loosen, which means she didn't get angry before sitting in the car again: "what else do you say about women's heart needle? I think you smelly men are almost the same."

"Those?" Fu xishen frowned again and asked.

Well, Zhao Qiqing raised the stop gesture: "it's a pity that you don't have the observation to be a detective."

"Back to business, why don't you wait downstairs all afternoon? Why doesn't assistant Wei take you back? How hard it is here?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

"President Zhao." Assistant Wei sat in the co pilot's seat and said with a wry smile, "I said I wanted to take Mr. Fu back, but he didn't want to leave, and I couldn't help it."

"Not bad." Fu xishen said, "now drive."

Zhao Qiqing listened to the car start, a little confused: "where are you taking me? If there's anything, why don't you tell me in advance? Can I wear this? I didn't make up because I got up late today!".

Zhao Qiqing felt more and more inappropriate: "no, no, I'm not ready for anything. How can I go?".

"What to prepare?" Fu xishen looked at her flustered appearance and thought, "I think it's good."

Zhao Qiqing gave him a white look: "beauty is in the eyes of lovers. Do you think it's good that I don't clean up in the morning?".

"Of course, you are very good-looking. You don't need any decoration." Fu Xi thought deeply and replied seriously.

"Stop talking!" Zhao Qiqing was not in the mood to break with him: "the driver pulled over and I'll find a suitable place to change my clothes."

Zhao Qiqing carefully observed the outside and rushed into the store as soon as the car stopped.

Fu xishen smiled and held Zhao Qiqing's hand: "don't get excited. We don't need to prepare anything for the place we're going to, wear dresses and make-up, because the owner there has seen you all."

Zhao Qiqing is even more confused. According to him, she should still be an acquaintance.

When the car stopped, Zhao Qiqing understood where it was.

Fu residence, the place I haven't been to for a long time.

Zhao Qiqing got out of the car and looked carefully at everything outside the Fu Residence: "here is still the same as before, nothing has changed."

Fu xishen followed her down and listened to her words and added, "it's changed. The flowers and plants in the courtyard outside the door are gone."

Zhao Qiqing glanced at him, and Fu xishen continued: "after you left, these flowers and plants will not be taken care of. In addition, when I went abroad, my grandmother and the people who stayed here don't understand the planting of some flowers. It's a pity to watch them wither day by day."

Zhao Qiqing took a deep breath: "I didn't expect you to know that the flowers and plants here were planted by me? I thought Fu xishen had only work in mind, and there was nothing else for you to see."

"Yes, so I think it's a pity, but I didn't see my wife's heart." Fu xishen said.

Zhao Qiqing was a little embarrassed when she heard this: "what do you say? It doesn't matter whether you see it or not. The warm blood in those years has gradually disappeared. Unfortunately, you can't find it back."

"You can get it back." Fu xishen said.

Zhao Qiqing said with a smile, "how can I get it back? You haven't caught up with me now. It's impossible for me to like you like you like before."

Fu xishen shook his head: "you come with me."

He took Zhao Qiqing by the arm, left the already bare courtyard, crossed a path and came to the back garden.

Zhao Qiqing wondered as she walked, "I remember there was no such road before?".

"I got through later." Fu xishen said as he walked. He took the man to the pavilion in the backyard and stopped.

Zhao Qiqing looked up at the scenery in front of her. The whole person was stunned: "is this?"

"This is a greenhouse specially prepared for these flowers. Try to make them bloom more time." Fu xishen said.

In front of Zhao Qiqing is a large transparent glass room. You can see flowers from the outside. It's very beautiful.

"When are these flowers?" Zhao Qiqing was surprised and speechless.

"After I just returned home, I can't be too busy, so I did this." Fu Xi pulled her deeply and pushed open the glass door: "come in and have a look."

Zhao Qiqing walked slowly inside and looked down. These flowers were familiar to her. They were the flowers she had planted before.

"Your observation is really strong. You can remember these." Zhao Qiqing gently touched them and said.

Fu xishen shook his head: "I just found it with my memory. Some of them only remember the color. I can't remember what it looks like."

"Great!" Zhao Qiqing turned and hugged him: "thank you."

Smelling the fragrance of these flowers and being held in his arms was something she had never dared to dream of before.

Fu xishen was stunned. He raised his hand slowly and gently put it on Zhao Qiqing's back: "just like it."

"I like it very much." Zhao Qiqing held him tighter.

"Some feelings have disappeared and we can recreate them. Even if they are different from before, I hope that's the result we like."