Fu Nanli brought Wen Qiao to his car, her handsome face covered in a dark haze.
Wen Qiao leaned over and touched his chin with her fingers like the other girls. "What's going on?"
Fu Nanli merely narrowed his eyes at her. The neon lights outside the window were wrapped in the autumn rain. The corners of the man's eyes were filled with tenderness, but it was suppressed, as if he deliberately didn't want to reveal it to the person in front of him.
Wen Qiao felt a little aggrieved.
What was this young master angry about?
After thinking for a while, the car stopped outside the apartment. The driver and bodyguard got out of the car. The autumn rain poured on the roof of the car. Wen Qiao finally understood why he was angry.
"You went to the banquet?"
Fu Nanli snorted softly through his nose. "Yes."
She was a tsundere.
Wen Qiao held his hand. I left with he xihuai because I had something to say to him. Do you have to be jealous of that? "
"Why don't you tell me what I should be jealous of and what I shouldn't be jealous of?"
Wen Qiao raised both her hands in surrender. it's my fault. But why didn't you tell me in advance that you were going to pick me up? "
Young master Fu gritted his teeth. He just wanted to give her a surprise.
He didn't expect to leave empty-handed.
Wen Qiao was carried into the corridor by Fu Nanli in an ambiguous position. He had always been like this, acting as if no one else was around, as if he was the only one living in this building.
The elevator door was about to close.
Suddenly, someone pressed the button, and the elevator door opened again.
A married couple dressed to the nines entered the elevator together. Wen Qiao, who was being carried in Fu Nanli's arms like a child, felt her body stiffen.
He didn't know what to do.
The couple gave them an ambiguous look.
Wen Qiao could read the emotions in their eyes.
- He really knows how to play.
- How interesting.
"Hubby, you should learn from her."
Fortunately, they lived on the fourth floor, so they got off the elevator very quickly.
Young master Fu's pale explanation came from behind, " "She sprained her leg, so I carried her like this."
Embarrassed, Wen Qiao struggled to get down. "In the future, you can't hug me outside."
When the elevator reached their floor, Fu Nanli carried her out.
"Mr. Fu, did you hear that?"
Fu Nanli's face darkened.
"It's not that I'm looking at other people's eyes, but I want my face," Wen Qiao replied.
Fu Nanli made a call. I'm moving out tomorrow. Find me a Villa near Shuying road. I want good privacy.
"Yes, young master," Qin bei replied.
The Crown Prince of real estate was finally going to change his house. Half of the houses in Haicheng belonged to his family, but he only lived in a duplex apartment.
He finally looked like a young master!
Wen Qiao:
Fine, the young master was rich and willful. There were so many properties in Haicheng with the surname Fu, and he could change them to any place he wanted.
Young master Fu was in a bad mood today, and Wen Qiao was the one who suffered. She was pestered from downstairs to upstairs. It was already midnight by the time she went to the kitchen to see what was there to eat, her stomach rumbling with hunger.
"What did you say to he xihuai?"
The man asked as he fried the steak for her.
Wen Qiao's legs turned to jelly, and she hugged his waist from behind. what else could he say? he wanted to ask me if there was any solution to that uncontrollable emotion. That person is too sinister. He really pishes me to death.
"What did he say?"
"He said there's no solution."
A sinister glint instantly appeared in Fu Nanli's eyes. people like he xihuai can't be dealt with using normal methods. I'll handle it.
"Don't come." Wen Qiao's hand tightened.
She was also clear about what kind of means her young master Fu would use.
It was just a case of black against black, and the risk factor was too high.