This unfamiliar phone number also continued to send a text message: You are focused on him, how much does he know, and how much will he believe you?

Tang Wanlai roughly swept it and knew that it was sent by Jiang Du, and what he was referring to.

A chill rose from the soles of my feet, and the fingers holding the phone tightened and tightened, and my hands and feet were cold.

Fu Ping noticed that her reaction was wrong, and kindly asked, "Miss Tang, is something wrong?"

Tang Wanlai came back to his senses, "It's nothing." ”

Fu Changfeng's office is large and has an excellent view, occupying the best position in the entire business district. The overall style is similar to Fu Changfeng, and Tang Wanlai can even imagine what he looks like in the office on weekdays.

The office was empty, and Fu Ping led her to the lounge on the right.

"Miss Nian Yi is resting in the lounge at noon, I heard that Miss Tang is coming and you are ready early. As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the lounge, which contained all the things he needed, "If there is anything else that has not been prepared, Miss Tang can tell me." ”

Cheng Nianyi was building blocks on the carpet, and as soon as he saw Tang Wanlai, he dropped the blocks in his hand and ran over.

"Sister, you're here! I thought my uncle was lying to me!"

Fu Ping smiled softly on the side, "Now Miss Nianyi can stay obediently." ”

Cheng Nianyi grimaced at him, holding Tang Wanlai's hand, his happy mood overflowing, "Come here, sister!"

"Then Mr. Fu Ping, you go get busy first. Tang Wanlai smiled politely at Fu Ping.

The door of the lounge was closed, and Tang Wanlai took Cheng Nian's fleshy little hand and walked to the easel and sat down. The voice was soft, "Are you feeling well?"

"I've taken the medicine and it's nothing!" Cheng Nianyi held up a painting with great interest, "Sister, look, this is a painting I painted." ”

Cheng Nianyi had learned to paint before, she was very smart and talented, she said that she liked Tang Wanlai's paintings, and the two of them were more or less similar in this regard. No one bothered him in the lounge, Tang Wanlai didn't talk much most of the time, and quietly watched Cheng Nianyi try to understand by himself.

As soon as Cheng Nian finished painting, he turned his head and was about to speak when he saw Tang Wanlai asleep.

She looked at it for a while, found another piece of drawing paper, and put a pen on the paper to Tang Wanlai. She drew a simple but almost identical shape, and at the end of the drawing was a gentle hand on her little head.

"Uncle," Cheng Nianyi shouted quietly.

Fu Changfeng came in halfway through her painting, and she didn't expect to see this picture.

He looked at Tang Wanlai, and even her frowning eyebrows and unsteady fluttering eyelashes could be seen clearly.

Fu Changfeng patted the top of Cheng Nianyi's head and lowered his voice, "Go wash your hands." ”

As soon as Cheng Nianyi walked away, the mobile phone screen that Tang Wanlai put on the table next to him lit up. Another text message with Fu Changfeng's name on it.

Although the screen soon dimmed, Fu Changfeng still saw the complete content.

Before he could react, he saw Tang Wanlai's eyebrows tighten even tighter, his eyes moved, and he woke up in a panic after a while. Staring at the floor with vacant eyes for a few seconds, she took a deep breath before she could react.

Seeing Fu Changfeng, Tang Wanlai opened his mouth slowly, "Mr. Fu." ”

His throat was dry, but his eyes seemed to be coated with water.

Fu Changfeng didn't have any expression, and his eyes fell on her body deeply. He dropped one hand into his trouser pocket, a condescending gesture that made his whole expression look unpredictable and indifferent.

"Don't force yourself if you're not in the state. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm too tired. Tang Wanlai touched his forehead, and his heartbeat was beating fast because of the nightmare just now, "What about Nian Yi?"

Fu Changfeng's eyebrows and eyes were slightly angry, and there was a chill in his words, "Nian Yi has provided Miss Tang with a good opportunity to get close to me, let's say, you want Mrs. Fu's position, it's not just about her name." ”

The sudden change in his attitude made Tang Wanlai unable to react, and he didn't dare to answer easily, for fear of going to the wrong position.

She blinked hurriedly and barely smiled, "I want Mr. Fu is clear, I don't know what Mr. Fu means?"

Cheng Nianyi washed his hands at this time and came back, and saw Tang Wanlai waking up, and ran over with small steps. The little voice was sweet and greasy, "Sister, you're awake!"

Tang Wanlai stretched out his hand to catch her, and before he could say anything, he heard Fu Changfeng say with three stern words: "Nianyi, I have something to say to her, you go outside to play with Brother Fu Ping first." ”

"Are you going to scold my sister, your expression is so fierce. Cheng Nianyi was eccentric, but he was still afraid of Fu Changfeng, "Don't quarrel, uncle, if you make your sister cry, I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

Tang Wanlai touched her face and said patiently: "We're just talking about things, don't worry, be good." ”

Cheng Nian turned around in three steps and left reluctantly.

The lighting in the lounge is good, Tang Wanlai has her back to the floor-to-ceiling windows, her silhouette is gilded with light, and the whole person feels soft and gentle. Her face was pale, her fingers were tangled, waiting for Fu Changfeng to speak as if she was waiting for the verdict to be announced.

"I'll be blunt, you're not stupid, you don't need to pretend to be stupid. Fu Changfeng's words were like ice cubes falling down one by one. "You and Jiang Du were abroad for a few years, wasn't it because he could help you, and now he can't protect himself, so you have time to return to Changzhou and turn around and approach me. ”

Tang Wanlai felt chills all over her body, and she squeezed out a smile with all her might, "I said it, if Mr. Fu wants to be more at ease, just take it as if I like you." ”

The man reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her not to dodge.

Fu Changfeng's tone was light, but there was always a chill that could not be ignored, "What happened to you, I will know as soon as I check." You are not willing to be exiled abroad with your brother, Jiang Du can't help you now, but you can become Mrs. Fu, right?"

Tang Wanlai's heart was uncomfortable as if she had pressed a boulder, she wanted to explain, she wanted to speak, but she clearly knew that he was right. It was her luck that she thought that Fu Changfeng would not investigate, and the bigger mistake was that she never counted Jiang Du's appearance.

My mind is interspersed with pictures of those years abroad and scenes of returning to Cheung Chau.

Her pale lips pursed, and she opened her mouth calmly, "Four years ago, I was poor and homeless abroad, and it was Jiangdu who helped me, I will not deny this." But I left him because I found out that he designed everything, not what you said. ”

Her trembling fingers climbed up Fu Changfeng's wrist, "The Tang family, and my brother, are all my own business. Mr. Fu, I want to marry you and Jiang Du has nothing to do with it. ”

"Okay," Fu Changfeng withdrew his hand, extremely indifferent, "I'll give you this opportunity now, let me see how much you can pay to marry me." ”

Tang Wanlai tried his best to restrain himself, and even the joints were white. She knew he was going to be tempted, and he was sure she couldn't refuse.

What can she give him now, isn't it herself?