Chapter 12 twelve

Yue Mei smiled, "Good people, bad people, there are only two types of people in Wang Futou's world, either good people or bad people." She went upstairs. Fu Zai sighed alone. Sympathetic and worried about Yuemei?No, no, it's better to worry about yourself. Fu was packing his luggage, but Yuemei appeared at the door of the room. "I can't leave now, I won't let you go until I finish that." Fu Zai simply said, "Tell me how to do it." Yue Mei thought about it: "According to the original plan, on his birthday, you treat him, get him drunk, coax him into the car, sit next to the driver's seat, and I will do the rest."

Fu Zai looked at Yue Mei, "After this incident, I have no entanglements with you anymore." Yuemei replied: "From then on, I don't know you, and you don't know me anymore." "OK." Yuemei and Fu are clapping hands. Yuemei took out a stack of banknotes and gave it to Fuzai. "No." Fu Zai shrank back in disgust. "Don't be stubborn, your soles are worn out." Yue Mei put down the banknotes. The servant said outside the door: "Madam, the masseur is waiting for you." Yuemei went out, Fuzai looked at the shoes on her feet in a daze.

The cheap shoes are broken once worn, and the styles and colors are simple and plagiarized, Yuemei can see through it at a glance. To her, the pure Wang Fuzai is as transparent. Later, the maid brought some shoe boxes, "Miss Wang, madam, please try them on." They are all brand new shoes intact, it turns out that Yuemei and Fuzai also wear size 6 shoes. They have always had something in common. Fu was silent. One day later, Zhou Ziwen came back from a successful business and was in a good mood. He signed several contracts and had a banquet with his colleagues to celebrate. Yue Mei didn't bother to pay attention to it, so she avoided it with excuses and didn't participate.

When he came back late at night, he saw Fu standing on the balcony, and he knocked on the glass window. Fu Zai turned his head, "The 1st of next month is your birthday?" Zhou Ziwen was surprised, "How do you know?" "Yuemei told me." He sighed: "Thirty-eight years old." Only thirty-eight?Zhou Ziwen looked forty-eight. He's much older than he really is. "I'm a bit older than Yuemei, so I'm out of place." Fu Zai smiled and said, "Where I used to work, men at your age thought they were strong and were worrying about getting promoted and pursuing female colleagues."

He sat down, "Fortunately, you are completely different from Yuemei." Fu folded his arms on his chest and said with emotion: "She has been a beauty since she was a child." Zhou Ziwen picked another topic: "This time I went to the Middle East, I saw devastation and the people were in dire straits. When I returned home, I felt grateful even for the hot and cold water." "what." "So forget all the little things you don't like." Fu Zai nodded, "A wise person would think so." Zhou Ziwen suddenly said: "Fortune is here, you seem to see many benefits in me."

"Because you are a man of great merit." "Don't dare to be." Blessings are counted out: "Work hard, be responsible, love your family, love your wife, and be loyal to your friends. You are a superior person." Zhou Ziwen smiled, "It's not as good as what you said." Looking at his tanned purple-brown skin, Fu Zai summoned up his courage and said, "On your birthday, I want to cook some dishes for you." Zhou Ziwen was overjoyed: "That's great, I'm really looking forward to eating home-cooked food." "What do you like to eat, I can learn to cook right away."

“Every dish is welcome.” He is not picky, which is also a plus. The next day, Yuemei pushed the door of Fuzai's room open with a bang, and Xizi asked, "Are you ready?" Fu nodded. "I didn't expect you to act quickly. This is Wang Fu, who was hardworking and studious back then." Fu is laughing and laughing. She carried the small suitcase she packed behind the door. Yuemei took her hand, "Don't go, I, Kuwahara, you, the three of us live in this room together." It's shameless to have such an idea. Fu Zai knew that there was anger and dissatisfaction in her eyes, so he didn't want to look at Yue Mei squarely.

"Fu Zai, where are you going to go?" "have no idea." "Wouldn't it be dangerous for a woman like you to be left outside without anyone to rely on?" Fu Zai muttered to himself: "A woman like me." "Futou, if you really want to leave, I'll help you rent a house." "No, you've helped me enough." Yue Mei didn't seem to understand the words, she didn't take it as disobedience, but said with a smile: "No one beats and abuses you now." That's right. Yue Mei teased Fu Zai: "Now you can be a benevolent gentleman."

Fuzai couldn't help but ask: "Will you and Kuangyuan have a long relationship?" Yuemei was startled, stood up, took a breath, and slowly turned her back. "If you don't tell me, I understand." Fuzai said, "I thought you didn't know." "As long as you can be happy." "It's good if you can see it." Yue Mei insisted, "Why can't you see it, you have seen that class of female students salivating over him." That's a good description. Fu Zai said: "Since this is the case, what's wrong with maintaining the status quo of cheating?"

Yuemei approached Fuzai, and hissed through her teeth: "I hate him when I see him, and I will tremble when his hand touches me." She went out wearing high-heeled slippers. Fuzai covered his face with his hands. Accomplice, she is an accomplice. Wang Fuzai and Li Yuemei walked into the dark tunnel hand in hand. Fuzai arranged the dishes silently. She heard Yue Mei say to the servant: "You all have a holiday." The servants were all elated when they heard the word holiday. Yuemei said to Zhou Ziwen again: "The three of us have a home-cooked meal together."

Zhou Ziwen said happily: "I will be back at seven o'clock in the evening." Fu Zai was haggard and lifeless, standing alone on the balcony, looking into the blue sky and white clouds. Yuemei called her: "I have something to tell you." She first gave Fuzai a document, "Go to Yamei Insurance Company this morning and replace the name of the beneficiary on my insurance policy with Wang Fuzai." Fu was startled, "Why?" "I have no family or reason." "Where's Zhou Ziwen?" Yue Mei sneered: "He won't live longer than me." "And your good lover." Yue Mei raised her head: "He and I are also destined to be in the physical body. If the physical body is gone, there is no need to worry about it." Fu Zai didn't expect her to think so thoroughly, and couldn't help feeling sorry for her. "What's wrong with me, you are the beneficiary." Yuemei put away the documents, took out a box of pills, and put them in Fu's hands. She giggled and pursed her lips, as if she didn't know who to kiss. "Put two into a wine glass, it is colorless, odorless and tasteless. This is GHB specially used by boys to stun their girlfriends. It is better than the person who has no memory on the second day." I don't know what made Yuemei happy, she raised her head and laughed, trembling like flowers, a pair of pendant earrings swayed from side to side like a swing. "Remember, take the medicine at 8:30." Fu Zai was startled: "Aren't you going to be there?" Yuemei put her mouth close to Fu's ear, breathed out, and said softly: "At nine o'clock, you turn on the lights in the whole house, and I will appear naturally." "I'll call you." "Police have the means to trace all wireless calls to their source." "What about me? What should I do?" Yue Mei deliberately covered her mouth, expressing surprise, "Really, what do you do?" Fu Zai looked at her silently. "Don't worry, I will naturally arrange a time witness for you at that time." She brushed her hair back with her hands, yawned, and went out. On Zhou Ziwen's birthday, Fu was busy in the kitchen. The maids were on vacation yesterday afternoon, but the driver was still on duty to buy flowers and fruits. He checked a brochure, and then said to Fu Zai, "I'm taking my wife out to play cards at five o'clock in the afternoon." The driver is responsible for his work, and records the number of business trips and the places where he goes back and forth in the booklet every day. The driver hesitated: "Mr. Zhou's birthday, wife isn't home for dinner?" Fu Zai didn't know what to say. The driver also went out tactfully. Fuzai cooked three dishes, one soup and one dessert with ease. Her nerves became tighter and tighter, her muscles ached, and her limbs were stiff like a robot. At about five o'clock, Yuemei left home to go out. In the spacious Zhou residence, only Fuzai is left. At dusk, it started to rain lightly. At 7 o'clock, Zhou Ziwen was sent home by the company car. As soon as I entered the door, I saw only one person, and I couldn't help being disappointed. "Yuemei went out again?" "She'll be back later, you sit down and have a cup of tea." Zhou Ziwen poured himself a glass of whiskey with ice, "Don't wait for her, I'm hungry, so I skip afternoon tea today and wait for a meal." Fu Zai laughed and held out the dishes. "Heh, the color and fragrance are complete." One of the mixed vegetables was really thoughtful. While loosening his tie and jacket, Zhou Ziwen picked up the food with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Fu Zai's nerves gradually relaxed. "Be careful." She reminded. He blew softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Fu smiled. Zhou Ziwen sat down, didn't speak, and gorged himself generously. He ate so heartily that the vegetable juice dripped from the corner of his mouth without realizing it. He snorted and picked up three bowls of rice. This man, just by watching him eat, will like him.