Fu Qiran said "um".

He stretched out his hand and hugged his waist tightly, lowered his head to Ruan Jiaojiao's ear and said, "When I go back, you can tell me how you met this Ling Chengnian." ”

His delicate acquaintance actually met other men when he didn't know it.

And it seems to be very familiar.

He's a little jealous.

Ling Chengnian looked at the interaction between the two and frowned.

Jiaojiao's husband, possessing and controlling Gu is a bit strong.

Such a man is not suitable to be a husband.

"Mr. Fu." He cleared his throat, "If you push this land, if this factual report is submitted, it will also affect your company." ”

"So what?"

Under the sword eyebrows, the eyes like a cold pool stared at Ling Chengnian tightly.

There is a faint threat to these words.

Fu Qiran was not affected by this threat.

Even if this Fu Qiran is the president of the Fu Group, in the final analysis, he is still a flat-headed person.

The Bureau of Cultural Relics Protection, even if it is only a niche department, is still in the official name.

Ling Chengnian saw that Fu Qiran was soft and hard and didn't eat, and he also had some doubts in his heart.

It is common sense that the people do not fight with the officials.

They don't care what interests are not interested.

They have dedicated their lives to cultural relics, and now that the treasure of life is in front of them, how can they not be tempted?

Where did this Fu Qiran get the confidence?

The two men confronted each other, and the old gentlemen on the side had already poked and poked the car to get tools and began to investigate.

She didn't remind Fu Qiran.

In those old gentlemen, she seemed to see the hope of the cultural relics that carried history.

Regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, take advantage of that Fu Zong's chattering kung fu, they will investigate it first!

Ruan Jiaojiao noticed the movements of the old gentlemen and pursed her lips.

"I don't need much compensation."

He was never short of money.

On this side, Ling Chengnian smiled softly: "Mr. Fu, if you feel that the compensation is small, we will do our best to give you the greatest compensation." ”

Fu Qiran didn't have to destroy those cultural relics, he just simply looked at Ling Chengnian's unhappiness.

She glanced at Ling Chengnian, nodded slightly, and then pulled Fu Qiran to the car.

It was getting dark, and there was no one on the side of the car.

Ruan Jiaojiao saw that Fu Qiran had been frowning coldly, and probably guessed something.

She pulled Fu Qiran's arm and whispered, "Mr. Fu, don't be angry. ”

"He wanted to add me on WeChat, but I didn't agree."

"We just met in the water, and we didn't know each other at all."

Ruan Jiaojiao took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and kissed Fu Qiran's lips.

After a kiss, she explained: "Last time at KTV, I accidentally bumped into him, and then I met him." ”

Not enough, far from enough.

Fu Qiran propped up the car cover with one hand, and wrapped his other hand around her waist.

"Mr. Fu, don't be angry."

Fu Qiran licked her lips, and there seemed to be her sweetness still on her lips.

He frowned.

The delicate husband is a little wild.

Bend down and bow your head, wrap her in your arms, and kiss her deeply.

Ling Chengnian, who was worried that something would happen to Ruan Jiaojiao and came to check, saw this scene.

This is still in the suburbs, and the sky is not completely dark, so dare to do such a thing?

He stepped out of the shadows and coughed lightly.

This sound directly interrupted the kiss between the two.

Fu Qiran's face sank suddenly.

This Ling Chengnian, sick?