Coquettish (jiaochen)

clubbing

Chapter 9: Clubbing

Ji Qingying turned on her mobile phone and handed it to the man.

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and entered his phone number.

"Dr. Fu, nowadays people don't use text messages," she said solemnly before adding frankly, "WeChat is preferred."

Fu Yanzhi's hands stilled for a moment, before he nonchalantly, opened her WeChat app. He didn't ask anything, just directly entered his account details.

Seeing him finished, Ji Qingying suppressed the rising curve on her lip, and in a soft but brisk tone said, "Thank you, Dr. Fu." She looked up at him and added. "Then, I will go first."

"Hmm"

Ji Qingying said nothing more and hailed a taxi.

When the taxi drove away, Fu Yanzhi turned back to the hospital.

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He had just stepped into their department when Xu Chengli, eyes fierce like a big bully, stopped him.

"What happened to you just then?" He demanded.

The ever indifferent Fu Yanzhi simply pulled his chair and sat. "What?"

Xu Chengli choked. He had wanted to tease him for his behavior from a while ago but the words that came out of his mouth now were different.

"Nothing, I just want to ask how old your cousin is?"

Fu Yanzhi was not a person who liked to talk about his private life. It wasn't the first time Ye Zhenzhen was sending him meals, she had done so before. But since she didn't like the smell of hospitals, whenever she arrived she would simply call and ask him to pick it up at the doors. This was why, although Xu Chengli knew that he had a cousin, he had never seen her. Little did he know that Fu Yanzhi's cousin was this beautiful.

He said, "Your family's genes are really strong, and your cousin is much more beautiful than you."

Fu Yanzhi didn't respond.

Xu Chengli didn't care about his coldness and continued to gossip. "Does she have a boyfriend?"

"Why?" Fu Yanzhi asked coldly, "Are you interested in my cousin?"

Xu Chengli's eyes lit up and said in surprise, "Oh, you're beginning to understand now? You know what I mean even before I finish my words!"

As soon as his voice stopped, Fu Yanzhi's voice also fell.

"Don't even think about it," he said mercilessly, "My cousin despises you."

Xu Chengli: "..."

He was so angry that he glared daggers at him. "Fu Yanzhi, you are too much. How can you say that your cousin doesn't like me? I am not bad, either!"

"Hmm," Fu Yanzhi said faintly, "My cousin is a college student, do you think your age is appropriate?" Then he stood up and opened the rear curtain. "I want to take a break."

"......"

Xu Chengli watched him lift and put down the curtain. He wanted to spout some curse words, but he held himself back.

Forget it! College students are still naïve!

Ye Zhenzhen was oblivious to the fact that a person had thought about her and given up just as easily.

She sneezed a few times and then concentrated on learning the sewing machine in Ji Qingying's home. By the time the host returned, she had already grasped it.