"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.

Such a comparison made Fu Qingji choke for a while.

"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." ”

Fu Yu'an's image in the hearts of his family has always been like a spring breeze, he can take care of everyone's emotions very intimately, and he is always gentle and obedient.

What he said at this time, compared with his usual appearance, could be called a sharp speech, and it really shocked the Fu family who knew him.

Wen Tingyun's face couldn't hold back for a while, her identity and status are generally only flattered by men.

But in the past two days, he has eaten a lot of ashes here with the Fu family's men.

"Designer Wen, don't be angry, my family Yu'an is obsessed with work, and he doesn't pay attention to painters or painters, he has no other meaning." Lan Yaqin actually looks down on any painters, she thinks it's a useless trick, where can she compare to a businessman to make money?

But she is still very good at seeing people and talking about people.

Old Lady Fu scolded Fu Yu'an and said, "Yu'an, you can't be so rude." ”

Wen Tingyun said understandingly, "It's nothing, Fu Sishao is not a person in the circle, and I don't know if it is normal for Waiting Light to be in the Chinese painting world." ”

Fu Yu'an didn't even look at her, and sat back with a pale face, obviously not cooperating with her steps.

Wen Tingyun couldn't help but grit her teeth fiercely, trying to maintain a calm complexion.

"How long is Miss Wen going to stay in China this time?" Old Lady Fu asked in an active atmosphere.

"To tell the truth, I think that domestic design is too poor, and as a Chinese, I naturally want to come back and contribute more to the development of design in my country, and open up my design kingdom in China."

Wen Tingyun smiled faintly, "At the same time, the triennial Golden Throne Award, it was suddenly decided that it would be awarded in China, and I mainly came to attend the award ceremony. ”

The Golden Throne Award is the highest honor given to female designers in the design industry.

Wen Tingyun has worked hard for so many years, although she has won a lot of gold awards, her ultimate goal is still the Golden Throne Award, and she is inspired to become the first female designer in the country.

In the past few years, no female designer has been eligible for this award, Wen Tingjun has a very good experience, and naturally it will fall into the hands of Wen Tingyun.

"Congratulations, Miss Wen." Old Lady Fu said to Wen Tingyun with appreciation, and glanced at Fu Ting.

I can't help but regret in my heart, in fact, Fu Ting's design, she thinks it is no worse than Wen Tingyun, but unfortunately Fu Ting has no experience, and he is not a professional designer.

Fu Sixing suddenly spoke, "Confidence is a good thing, but when it comes to top designers, T designers seem to be slightly better, and Miss Wen is so sure that she can get the Golden Throne Award?" ”

Wen Tingyun said, "T seniors naturally can't compare, but T's design style is changeable and bold, which is not something that female designers can do, and there is no way for men to participate in the Golden Throne Award, otherwise I really want to ask T seniors for advice." ”

This is also the reason why Wen Tingyun is so flamboyant, without the threat of T, she is naturally the first female designer who deserves to be.

Fu Ting, "......"

Another one who recognized her as a man.

"Miss Wen is so good, I don't know if there is a marriage match?" Lan Yaqin's eyes rolled slightly, if Wen Tingyun was single, she planned to let Fu Yu'an pursue her.

Although she despises design in her heart, the Golden Throne Award is not something that ordinary people can get, and once she becomes the first female designer in China, it will be extraordinary.

If Fu Yu'an can be with Wen Tingyun, their big house will be incomparable.

"I've always been single." Wen Tingyun smiled shyly, with spring water in his eyes, and looked at Cen Ti, "Actually, Mr. Cen saved me two years ago, and I fell in love with Mr. Cen at first sight. ”

After a pause, she said, "I have been studying abroad, and the atmosphere abroad is very generous, so the intention I expressed is also very direct, Mrs. Fu will not mind." ”

Cen Ti was adopted by Mrs. Fu, so Wen Tingyun naturally consulted the old lady first.

"Of course not, it's good for young people to be generous." Old Mrs. Fu smiled, "Xiao Jiu, you are not young anymore, how about you look at Miss Wen?" You are talented and beautiful, maybe you can have a relationship. ”

Mrs. Fu is still very satisfied with Wen Tingyun, what do you want, marrying into the Fu family, they also took advantage.

Lan Yaqin gritted her teeth secretly, she didn't expect that Wen Tingyun, who had even rejected Fu Qingji, would choose Cen Ti.

Cen Ti is a prodigal son who has no career, I don't understand how Wen Tingyun can afford him!

"I'm sorry, but I have a sweetheart." Cen Ti slowly and methodically gave Fu Ting the grilled fish, and his fingers were slender and white.

When he spoke, the man's eyes were focused on the fish and meat, and he didn't glance at Wen Tingyun, as if there was no such person.

The smile on the corner of Wen Tingyun's mouth froze for a moment, Cen Ti actually had a sweetheart.

"Who? Which lady? Old Madam Fu asked curiously.

Except for the insider Fu Sixing and Fu Nanyan, everyone else is eager to learn.

Cen Ti has always been lazy, and he is not close to women, there is not even a female mosquito around him, everyone in the circle guesses that he is GAY, and there is a sweetheart, it is strange!

Only Fu listened and lowered his head nervously.

Cen Ti intentionally or unintentionally swept over the cramped girl beside him, hooked his lips and smiled, "She is the top beauty in my heart." ”

He clearly didn't look at her, but invisibly Fu felt that the words were in her ear.

Fu Ting's ears were inexplicably red, like a crystal clear red grape.