Fu Zhiwei slowly walked down the stairs, with a smile on his lips, "Auntie, sister, are you back?"

The mother and daughter were talking intimately, and when they heard Fu Zhiwei's voice, Huang Wanru's face suddenly changed a little, "Didn't you go on a blind date? Why did you come back so soon?!"

"yes, it's just a blind date, soon. Fu Zhiwei smiled shallowly, and his voice was soft, "Does Auntie think I should come back tomorrow morning?"

She tilted her head slightly sideways to look at Huang Wanru, her clear eyes with a hint of mischievousness, as if she was joking.

Seeing her delicate and pretty appearance, Huang Wanru suddenly became angry, couldn't help glaring at her, and was about to say something when the sound of a car came from the courtyard.

A few minutes later, Fu Yiren walked into the living room, looking like he had just returned from the company, and his face was vaguely gloomy.

Seeing Fu Zhiwei, Fu Yiren's brows furrowed slightly, "Have you seen Mr. Su?"

Fu Zhiwei thought that if she smiled like that, the old man would be annoyed and angry, and he would find Fu Yiren to complain. Unexpectedly, Fu Yiren asked such a question, which shows that the man did not intend to die.

Fu Zhiwei didn't say anything, the corners of his mouth curled, and he looked at Fu Yiren with a smile, "It's good." Mr. Su is the person chosen by my father, don't I still believe in my father's vision?"

"That's great!" Fu Yiren's face, which had been gloomy for a while, suddenly brightened a little, "Mr. Su is also very satisfied with you, and wants to set the wedding date as soon as possible, what do you think?"

How satisfied are you?

Fu Zhiwei secretly sneered in her heart, but her face was unsafe, she looked at Fu Yiren quietly for a moment, and then smiled slowly, "I listen to Dad." ”

When Fu Yiren heard this, his eyebrows immediately rose, "Weiwei, you are really a good daughter of your father!"

The sentence "good daughter" made the smile on Fu Yinglin's face a little deeper, and also made Huang Wanru's eyes a little colder.

*

The next morning, Fu Zhiwei got up early and didn't go out, just nestled in the room to watch American dramas.

It wasn't until more than one o'clock in the afternoon that I received a call from my friend Xia Yunfan. After hanging up the phone, she changed into a loose tracksuit, and her long hair was loosely pulled up.

After dressing, she went out with a sports bag on her back.

On the way, I received several text messages, all of which were sent by Xia Yunfan, telling her about the precautions, and a picture, on which was an ordinary-looking silver ring.

The destination was the most upscale sports hall in Haicheng, Fu Zhiwei first went to the locker room to change into swimsuits, and then went straight to the swimming pool.

As soon as I walked to the entrance, I was stopped by a vicious security guard, "Don't you know how to read the signs? This place is closed to the public now, come back after six o'clock!"

Fu Zhiwei raised his plain little face and smiled at the security guard, "Uncle, my things fell inside, I want to go in and find it, you can be accommodating and let me in, okay?"

But all men have no immunity when facing beautiful women, let alone a beauty like Fu Zhiwei.

The security guard hesitated for a moment, although he still refused, but his tone was much softer, "Little girl, it's not that I won't let you in, it's just that I can't let you in during this time period." ”

Fu Zhiwei was about to say something, but the security guard's eyes were already looking behind her.

Fu Zhiwei was relieved, slowly turned around, and sure enough, he saw a man with handsome facial features and a long figure walking in.

The man was wearing a pair of black swimming trunks and a white bath towel draped over his shoulders, his muscles were strong and full, and his body was as perfect as a sculpture in a museum.

It seems that he didn't expect that there would be someone else in the swimming pool, and when he saw Fu Zhiwei, the man's thick black handsome eyebrows twisted imperceptibly, and his eyes were slightly cold.

The security guard hurriedly greeted him and shouted, "Mr. Shen."

Fu Zhiwei was still standing in place, looking at the man with clear eyes without shying away, with research and inquiry, and a slight surprise.

The man approached slowly, and Fu Zhi looked at him with a slight smile.

His gaze stayed on the man's face for a moment, and Fu Zhiwei tilted his head slightly, and shouted hesitantly, "Third Brother Shen?"