"Oh, it's Yingluo, right?" As he spoke, he picked up a cherry from the low table and put it in his mouth.
"He even said that it was a few students who managed to keep the painting."
Wen Qiao choked on a cherry and coughed out loud. Fu Nanli hurriedly patted her back to help her catch her breath. Wen Qiao's face was flushed red, and she only managed to catch her breath after a long while.
"What's wrong?"
As he spoke, he pulled out a tissue and helped her wipe away the dark red cherry juice that seeped out of the corner of her mouth.
Wen Qiao coughed twice in a hoarse voice and spat out a small fruit core, her eyes misty. "I accidentally choked."
Fu Nanli shook his head gently, his expression saying,'I really can't do anything about you'.
"You said that the painting was protected by a few students in the end. How is that possible? What kind of student would be so capable?"
Fu Nanli handed her a cup of water. it's just that the locals spread that rumor. I'm not too sure about the details. It's said that there were a few people who looked like students loitering around the famous painting, but they were all wearing masks. There's a high chance that they were invited by the museum.
I think they're just telling a story, " Wen Qiao mumbled as she sipped her water. why must they add a bit of fantasy to such a simple and ordinary matter? "
"Maybe."
When Fu Chuan came over and saw Wen Qiao sitting on the sofa, he didn't find it strange. He only said in a low voice, " "There's something about work that I need to talk to you about."
Fu Nanli caressed Wen Qiao's head. watch the TV. I'll go into the study to discuss some things.
"Yes."
After entering the study, Fu Chuan closed the door. I've contacted President Wu from the first Finance and Economics Department. He wants to have a meal with you.
With this opportunity to get to know the fu family's young master, the bosses of the media naturally wouldn't let go of such a rare opportunity.
Fu Nanli's original intention was to let Fu Chuan take full control of the matter and not make an appearance. But since the other party had already brought it up, he naturally wouldn't be too high and mighty to brush off other people's face.
"Make the arrangements and ask him if he can go to Mount xiaosu."
Haicheng's Xiaotang mountain and xiaosu mountain had two clubs respectively. Xiaotang mountain was more of an entertainment-type club, while xiaosu mountain was surrounded by Haicheng's most high-end Business Park CBD, where most of the people there were high-end business people discussing work.
These two clubs were under young master Fu.
"What's the time?"
"Tomorrow night."
"Okay, I'll talk to CEO Wu."
The two of them continued to discuss some work matters. In the end, just as Fu Chuan was about to leave, Fu Nanli called out to him, " "Oh, that's right. Qiao 'er took the initiative to pursue me a few days ago."
Fu Chuan had a 'what?' expression on his face and could not continue the conversation.
you questioned her love for me, and she does love me. Otherwise, she wouldn't feel guilty about me and wouldn't ask to pursue me.
No matter how high and mighty a man was, when it came to love, he would also become a vulgar man, hoping that others would acknowledge his little girlfriend's love for him and not mix with other things.
"As long as you're happy," Fu Chuan shrugged.
After he finished speaking, he left the room and the door slowly closed.
Fu Nanli cursed under his breath, then went out the door.
Of course, his Qiao 'er loved him. Of course, she loved him.
Because of Fu Nanli's sudden mention of the famous painting, Wen Qiao remembered that M society should be more secretive in their actions in the future. She was still willing to appear in front of Fu Nanli as an ordinary female university student and get into a normal relationship that was no different from others.
In the end, Fu Nanli still sent Wen Qiao home and even brought a gift for her mother as compensation for not being able to attend the wedding.
The gift was a small Volvo. To Fu Nanli, this was already a very low-key car brand.