Ning Wan accompanied the old man in the Fu family's old mansion for a few days, and it was about to spend Christmas Eve, and Fu Ting was still outside.

When she went to class early in the morning, Ning Wan received an invitation from An Qing.

But on today's special day, she is looking forward to Fu Ting's return. And Zhang Hongbo also said that Fu Ting will definitely come back on Christmas Eve.

"Pa in the evening

Ty, are you coming?"

"No, I won't. ”

An Qing's babbling voice sounded, "Why?"

When Ning Wan was about to answer, Mu Feiran's voice came from the phone, "Since everyone has something to do, let's not do anything."

Hello, okay with the two of us on Christmas Eve? Honey, this is our first Christmas together. ”

……

Ning Wan smiled and hung up the phone, it seems that Mu Feiran is working hard.

And He Shaolin didn't know what he was busy with for a while, he hadn't appeared for a long time, maybe he would have given up on An Qing a long time ago.

It's Christmas, and with less than three hours to go, it's a new day.

Fu Ting was on a business trip elsewhere before, and he was going to go back, but he received an anonymous email. The content of the email shows a lot of financial loopholes.

So, he immediately asked people to thoroughly check the financial situation of the branch, and he himself rushed over.

Tonight, Fu Ting is dealing with the work of the branch, hoping to complete it soon, and even more hope to be able to go home before twelve o'clock.

It's just that the problem on the side of the branch is a little trickier than he imagined.

At half past ten o'clock in the evening, the heating in the huge conference room was fully turned on, but most of the people had cold sweat on their foreheads.

Fu Ting was originally the cold-faced Hades, and the cold air brought by his whole body at this time could freeze people.

The general manager of the branch is a man in his fifties, and his head is like a Mediterranean with beads of sweat. When Fu Ting was immersed in the data, he quietly stretched out his hand, took a tissue, and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead tremblingly.

He originally thought that the branch was far away from the emperor, and he would retire honorably after a few more years of happiness. Unexpectedly, I didn't know who told the secret, but Mr. Fu actually wanted to thoroughly investigate last year's accounts. Hmph, someone must have made a small report.

At the end of each year, each branch will come to the headquarters of Fushi for a meeting. At the end of last year, when the meeting was held, Fu Ting met the branch manager and carefully read his report materials. He sensed that there was something wrong with his accounts, but he just nodded and did not criticize him harshly, he did not expect the situation to be so bad.

"Mr. Fu, it's not too early, or we'll ...... tomorrow"

Before the general manager of the branch finished speaking, he immediately got Fu Ting's cold glance, "Huh?"

The man immediately fell silent and did not dare to speak again.

Everyone is secretly anxious, today is Christmas, even if you can't go back for the holidays, you have to work overtime here, and it's the rhythm of working overtime all night, who can stand it?

Secretary Chen Wanfeng whispered in Fu Ting's ear: "It's not early, do you want to order some takeout." ”

"Yes. ”

Everyone immediately cast grateful eyes at Chen Wanfeng.

Outside the conference room, there was a woman waiting. When the secretary of the general manager of the branch saw the woman, he stood silently on the side, looking up and down.

Zhang Qiqi was dressed in snow-white fur and sat on the sofa with a furry bag in her hand. Her long slender fingers, smeared with blood-red nails, were swiping across the screen of her phone, playing with it.

Since leaving Fu's, Zhang Qiqi has been unwilling. Today is Christmas, she wanted to ask Fu Ting out, but after knowing that he was on a business trip, she immediately chased after him. After Fu Ting was busy for a while, she was looking forward to spending a romantic Christmas with him.

In the conference room, Fu Ting, a working robot, obviously didn't want to celebrate the holiday. From yesterday afternoon to this morning, he was busy for more than ten hours, and finally finished dealing with the affairs of the branch.

After finishing the company's work, he didn't rest and rushed directly to the airport.

Zhang Qiqi waited outside all night, and when she woke up, she found that Fu Ting was gone.

"What about people?"

"Do you mean Mr. Fu? ”

Zhang Qiqi frowned secretly and walked out with her bag.

……

When Fu Ting got on the plane, Steward Wang had been calling anxiously, but his mobile phone had been turned off at that time.

Since yesterday morning, Steward Wang has not seen Ning Wan come back. He was so anxious that he called Fu Ting over and over again.

A maid asked softly, "Madame, where have you been, and why haven't you come back for a day and a night?"

"Yesterday was Christmas, could it be that I went to celebrate the holiday with my husband?"

"I can't have a holiday with Mr. I can't think of it? Mr. is on a business trip, and I heard that ......" the maid deliberately lowered her voice, "I heard that Miss Zhang ran over to celebrate the holiday with Mr., Madam...... Hehe......"

"Which Miss Zhang?"

"It's my husband's college classmate. ”

"Could it be that Madame is also looking for someone to celebrate the holiday?"

There was laughter from the crowd.

"There is this possibility, hasn't it been rumored that Mrs. has an ambiguous relationship with that big star named Liu Fangzheng before?"

……

Everyone was talking nonsense, completely ignoring Steward Wang, who was standing on the side and making a phone call.

Fu Ting's phone still didn't answer, and the housekeeper couldn't listen to it anymore, so he said sharply: "Don't say it, what should you do!"

Chen Shuxia, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke, raised her neck and said, "But you called us here, I just said a few casual words, why do you have to be so angry?"

Hearing Chen Shuxia speak, several other maids also echoed and said a few words.

The butler looked around at the people present and said coldly: "I called you here to ask you about Madame, since everyone doesn't know, let's go and get busy." After all, Mr. invited us to work, not to chew the root of the tongue. ”

Chen Shuxia snorted and left with everyone.

The housekeeper was not at ease with Ning Wan and continued to call Fu Ting.

The man's phone was still turned off.

As for Ning Wan's mobile phone butler, she also called, but no one answered. At this time, he thought of An Qing. As Ning Wan's friend, An Qing must know where Ning Wan is.

An Qing saw a strange call, hesitated for a moment and picked up the phone: "Who?"

Steward Wang stood at the gate of the Fu Mansion with his mobile phone, looking anxiously into the distance, "I am the housekeeper of the Fu Mansion, has Mrs. Ning Wan ever looked for you? Do you know where she is now?"

An Qing didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and her voice was very lazy, "We were still on the phone yesterday, what's wrong?"

Steward Wang was anxious, "Since Madame left yesterday morning, she has never returned. ”

"Hasn't Zhang Hongbo been following her all the time?"

Earlier, he called Zhang Hongbo, and the other party said that Ning Wan wanted to be alone and quiet, so he left.

After listening to Steward Wang's words, An Qing suddenly became angry, "How can you do it? Can't so many of you look down on a pregnant woman? You are not afraid of being laughed at when you say it!"

"Miss An, don't be angry, it's important to find Madame now. ”

"Hmph, you're sensible! My boyfriend and I are looking for it separately now, so you should hurry up and find it. By the way, where is Fu Ting? Let him send someone to find him. ”

Steward Wang hurriedly said, "No one answered the young master's phone, and I couldn't contact him for a while." ”

"You keep in touch, we'll find it first. ”