Halfway through the barbecue, two uninvited guests came.

Wen Tingyun and her assistants, they were invited into the courtyard under the pretext of visiting.

"Mrs. Fu, I just returned to China, and I came to see you." Wen Tingyun has made great achievements in design, and the clothes she designed have also been sold in Fu's, and she is very familiar with Mrs. Fu.

Mrs. Fu has always admired this kind of excellent girl, and said very enthusiastically, "Those who come are guests, sit down and eat." ”

Wen Tingyun greeted the others one by one very politely, and the eyes of the water swept over Cen Ti's face.

"It turned out to be a Wenda designer." Lan Yaqin is very good at reading her face, and seeing that Mrs. Fu likes Wen Tingyun, she immediately walked up attentively, "Designer Wen is really beautiful, even more radiant than watching on TV." ”

Wen Tingyun said modestly, "Aunt praises me, just call me Xiao Wen." ”

"Yu'an, hurry up and say hello to Xiao Wen." Lan Yaqin pushed Fu Yu'an, she couldn't let Fu Yu'an listen to Fu Ting'an, but it was still okay to stammer Wen Tingyun.

After all, this Wen Tingyun is the real material, if Yu An can get along with Wen Tingyun, there will be too many benefits for their big house.

Especially Fu Qingji was rejected by Wen Tingyun, if her Yu An could catch up with Wen Tingyun, she could still be in the third room.

"Hello Miss Wen." Fu Yu'an greeted with a faint expression.

"Hello." Wen Tingyun smiled, didn't pay much attention to Fu Yu'an, and then came to Cen Ti, "Mr. Cen, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Cen Ti raised his eyes lazily, "May I ask who you are?" ”

Wen Tingyun's face froze.

Her assistant immediately said, "Have you ever heard of Designer Wen's reputation?" She has made great contributions to the development of our country's clothing design, and the firefighting suit she designed has also won a first-class award from the government! ”

Cen Ti chuckled lightly, "I still like the design of my family." ”

Mingzhi and the others couldn't help but clap their hands secretly, and they were so good.

Lan Yaqin cut off, and even compared Fu Ting with Wen Tingyun, a beginner who is not famous, even if he has some ability, but he is not at the same level as Wen Tingyun's international level.

But Mrs. Fu is here, she can't say anything that slanders her family.

Wen Tingyun smiled lightly, "Mr. Cen is a noble person, I met you at a foreign exhibition two years ago, and I met a hooligan at that time, and you helped me." ”

"Oh, I forgot." Cen Ti reacted indifferently, and didn't take Wen Tingyun to heart at all.

Wen Tingyun was suddenly embarrassed and didn't know how to place his hands and feet.

She has always been very feminine, and men eat her set, but they didn't expect to continue to hit a wall.

It wasn't what she had envisioned.

Fu Ting stood up to get the roasted chicken wings, and when he turned around, he saw Fu Yu'an coming over, and asked casually, "Do you eat it?" ”

Fu Yu'an hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to take it, his cuffs turned up, and the bright red blood marks on his wrists were exposed into Fu Ting's eyes.

Fu Ting's pupils shrank, which was a sign of self-harm.

Fu Yu'an withdrew his hand in a little panic, and accidentally touched Fu Ting's wrist, and the chicken wings in Fu Ting's hand fell to the ground.

Mingzhi suddenly got angry, "Yu'an, what's the matter with you, how can you knock off the chicken wings that Xiao Ting gave you!" ”

Fu Yu's eyes lowered in a panic, and a faint scarlet appeared at the corners of his eyes.

She saw it......

She's going to feel disgusting......

"Brother and sister, Yu An didn't mean it, don't worry about the child." Lan Yaqin said, saying cool in her heart, Yu An did a good job, just to embarrass the third room.

"It seems that Miss Fu's roasting is not to the taste, so I'll do it." Wen Tingyun roasted a skewer of chicken gizzards very well and handed it to Fu Yu'an.

"Miss Wen specially baked it for you, take it quickly." Lan Yaqin urged Fu Yu'an.

Fu Yu'an didn't listen to his mother's words for the first time, and stood still.

"Yu'an, what's the matter with you." Lan Yaqin was a little anxious.

"I'm allergic to chicken." Fu Yu'an lowered his head and said, his voice was a little hoarse, and his emotions seemed to be very wrong.

Fu Qingji suddenly raised his head, he felt that what Fu Yu'an said was a little familiar.

Because Fu Ting once gave him shrimp, he said an excuse for allergies in order to embarrass Fu Ting.

Fu Yu'an is not allergic to chicken, and when he says this at the moment, he is obviously giving Fu Ting a way out.

"It's okay." Wen Tingyun smiled generously, "Actually, I think that Fu Sishao gives me a feeling very similar to a friend I met abroad." ”

Lan Yaqin asked, "Like whom?" ”

Wen Tingyun said, "He is a famous painter called Waiting for Light. ”

When Fu Yu'an heard this, his fingertips curled up slightly.

"Really?" In the next second, he smiled slightly, obviously with the most gentle expression, but said extremely impolite words, "Then I'm really unlucky." ”