The car was parked by the side of the field. When the bodyguard saw him, he opened the door for him. Even though he was feeling depressed, he still stopped by the car and reached out to block the roof of the car, protecting her as she got into the car.
Zhuang Yan, who didn't intend to watch the freshmen welcoming party, saw the videos that were flooding the group chat. All of the videos were of Wen Qiao.
She was wearing a red traditional Chinese dress and a veil with gold embellishments on her face. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
He rushed over, only to see Fu Nanli helping her into the car.
The car slowly drove away from him. Through the half-opened window, Wen Qiao even took a casual glance. She lifted her chin slightly, her eyes emotionless, as if she was looking at a stranger.
After the car drove away, Zhuang Yan threw his phone in anger.
In the past, Wen Qiao was the shadow that chased after him;
Now, the tables had turned. When he turned to look at her, she was no longer waiting for him.
The lights in the car flickered. Fu Nanli was still wearing his captain's uniform, and his captain's cap was placed at the side.
Wen Qiao gathered the hem of her dress and tilted her head to look at him. The man seemed to be shrouded in a hostile aura, and his expression was one of 'keep away strangers'.
"Are you tired?" Wen Qiao leaned over.
don't worry. Fu Nanli grabbed her hand. do I look tired to you? "
"Yes," Wen Qiao replied.
Fu Nanli:
After that, there was a long silence. The driver, old Hu, was anxious for his young master. It was not embarrassing to say it out loud when he was jealous, but if he did not say it out loud, the young lady would not understand what he was thinking.
Aiya, I'm so anxious.
Wen Qiao wanted to make him happy, so she even took out the video of her and Shang fan performing on the same stage and showed it to him. they all said that our cooperation with Shang fan was unexpectedly good. It even made it to the top of Weibo's search.
Old hu:
Little Wen, aren't you adding fuel to the fire?
Fu Nanli lowered his gaze. In the short ten-plus seconds of the video, Shang fan had turned to look at Wen Qiao five to six times.
"Is it good?"
It added to the fire.
Fu Nanli gripped Wen Qiao's wrist tightly. Wen Qiao could feel the man's strength.
"Wen Qiao, you did that on purpose?"
"What do you mean by what?"
you showed the video of you and Shang fan looking at each other affectionately to your boyfriend to provoke me on purpose? "
Wen Qiao,'deep and affectionate eyes? Where did you see our affectionate eyes?"
His imagination was a little too rich.
besides, you're my boyfriend. Why would I anger you? "
The car had already stopped at the apartment he rented outside. The driver, old Hu, said, " young master, I'll take my leave first " and then quickly fled.
The streetlights were dim and the light was dim. The badge on the man's collar reflected a faint light on his chin, making his facial features even more profound. The man's thin lips slowly opened ...
"What's his relationship with Shang fan? Why did he hug you after the performance?"
Wen Qiao knew that his unhappiness was all due to her interaction with Shang fan. She carefully put away her phone and scratched her head. only me? "
When she saw him, she couldn't wait to leave the stage and didn't notice Shang fan's actions.
He exerted some force and she was pulled into his arms.
"Yes, I only hugged you." He gritted his teeth a little.
The young master was not too happy.
I really didn't notice. Then, I won't let anyone else hug me in the future, okay? "
Her anger was already hovering above her head. Fu Nanli thought that she wouldn't be able to say anything nice to coax him, but he didn't expect her to admit defeat so quickly. The corners of her eyes drooped slightly, and her soft little hand rested on his shoulder, her voice soft and sweet.