Chapter Fifty-Eight: Wait
Fu Wenxiao, who was walking in front, seemed to sense that Jian Ran stopped in place, and slowly stopped, turned around to look at Jian Ran who was hiding in the crowd.
accurately captured Jian Ran's figure in the crowd, raising his eyebrows slightly, as if asking why he was stagnant.
Jian Ran just looked at Fu Wenfang, standing in place and looking at Fu Wenfang who seemed to glow.
Fu Wenxiao was not in a hurry, but stopped in place and stretched out his hand in the direction of Jian Ran, waiting for her to catch up.
The girls around looked at Jian Ran in the direction of Fu Wenxiao's hand.
It's okay to just stop where you are and wait, and you'll do your best to catch up. Jian Ran sighed in her heart, such an excellent Fu Wenfeng really made Jian Ran feel a lot of pressure, and the gap brought by age was not only the change of years, but also the accumulation of experience.
Jian Ran took a step and walked in the direction of Fu Wenxiao, but in just a few steps, he had already put his hand into Fu Wenxiao's big palm.
The slight coolness brought by the autumn breeze made Fu Wenxiao's hands a little cold.
"Is it cold?" Jian Ran held his big palm back and smiled lightly.
"It's not cold, you made me wait too long."
The parties in this scene didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and they suffered a few girls around.
Now it is not popular to abuse dogs, and kill dogs directly???
After a brief turn around the cultural street, the two went to the business circle a little farther away.
Fu Wenxiao said that not only the surrounding development should be considered, but also the transportation and environmental construction, and he wants to turn this land into Hengdian.
Fu Wenfang has successful experience, and Fu's successful transformation to achieve profitability is Fu Wenfang's best experience, as long as he wants, he can create a more prosperous entertainment kingdom than Fu's at any time.
But Hengdian has a different meaning in Jian Ran's heart.
Probably for everyone who has a dream of being an actor, Hengdian is the place of nirvana, painful and sacred.
Jian Ran can only think about it, the road of being an actor is getting farther and farther away from him, and he is already very content to shoot short films. At present, it is the most important thing to be able to run Jane's.
When the two left for the company after the inspection, Jian Ran opened his mobile phone in the car and found that the news pushed on Weibo was actually about himself and Fu Wenxiao.
The title is a real hammer of the love affair between the two, and there are several blatant street photos attached to the text. The protagonist has no cover, the two face the sky, holding hands and walking side by side on the street.
The bustling passers-by around him seemed to have turned into a background color.
It turns out that in the eyes of others, it is such a beautiful love.
The comments of netizens are also quite friendly, after all, two men are not married to women, and there is no black material, and the good-looking people have privileges, not to mention the two good-looking people?
"What are you looking at?"
Fu Wenxiao heard Jian Ran chuckle and seemed to be very happy.
"No, some netizens said that you are an old cow eating tender grass."
Jian Ran looked at Fu Wenxiao concentrating on driving with a smile, wanting to see what Fu Wenfang's expression would be when he heard this.
Fu Wenfang had few expressions as always, and there seemed to be no way to refute it, theoretically speaking, it was really the old cow eating tender grass. It's just that the speed of spreading news on the Internet is too fast, and before the two of them arrived at Jane's, netizens had already picked up the whereabouts of the two just now.
"Just got photographed?"
Fu Wenxiao suddenly wanted to see what kind of draft made Jian Ran so happy, but he was driving.
"Hmm. Do you want PR? Jian Ran still looked directly at Fu Wenxiao, who was concentrating on driving, and his tone seemed to be normal, and he didn't hear anything unusual.
Hearing this question, Fu Wenxiao glanced at Jian Ran slightly.
With a wicked smile and a little evil on his face, he thought that others couldn't see it? Sure enough, the tender grass road is still shallow.
"I can indeed make a public relations, after all, where have I, an old cow, eaten your tender grass."
Fu Wenxiao's serious answer instantly made Jian Ran blush, because he emphasized the word "eat". One sentence seems to be serious, but in fact it is very bad!
Fu Wenxiao, who had the upper hand, looked at the shy Jian Ran staying there and would not open his mouth to refute, and laughed heartily.
But Jian Ran couldn't wait to smash the cushion on his head. Simply a bad guy!
On the Internet, because of the non-clarification of the parties, the discussion became more enthusiastic.
One of the beautiful grasping was stuck in the picture where Fu Wenxiao stretched out his hand, and Jian Ran just looked at him and did not come forward, the eyes of the two of them could not integrate into anyone except each other, Fu Wenxiao was as pious as if he could wait until the earth was desolate, and Jian Ran was as cautious as if he was determined to hand himself over. In the background are pedestrians and tourists coming and going, and in this bookish cultural street, it seems that the person who will ruin this beauty must be the most heinous person.
Just this photo of not holding hands is enough to prove that the two are definitely no longer a simple Jane's partnership.
This obscure news made netizens talk about it, but it also made the people in Fu's house uneasy!
When Fu Guokang saw the news, he was angry and immediately dropped the teacup.
"What's the matter? What is so angry! Zhou Hui, who heard the movement, walked down from the second floor and saw Fu Guokang sitting on a chair and pressing the position of his heart. At his feet was a broken white porcelain cup.
The servant next to him was already half-kneeling on the ground and began to pick up the debris. For fear that the movement would be slow, Fu Guokang and Zhou Hui would be pierced.
"It's shameless! The scum of the Fu family! Fu Guokang couldn't wait to say all the ugly words to relieve his anger.
"What the hell is going on, so angry at such an old age! I don't want my body! Zhou Hui sat next to Fu Guokang, and thoughtfully held Fu Guokang's heart with her hands.
"Pour a glass of water!" Turning his head and scolding the nanny who was picking up the fragments of the cup, the nanny shook in fright, the fragments cut her fingers, and blood immediately gushed out of a wound.
The maid was a woman of not very old age, surnamed Chen. It should not be more than 40 years old, and she is a newcomer, so she is sincerely afraid of everything, for fear of doing something wrong, she was relieved to see that there was no blood on the stall, and quickly shrunk her fingers, afraid that Zhou Hui would see the blood flowing from her fingers.
The so-called fear of being seen blood is not that Zhou Hui will feel sorry for her, but that he is afraid of scolding.
Because, not long ago, she was cleaning in the kitchen and was accidentally cut by a fruit knife placed on the shelf, which happened to be seen by Zhou Hui, she said at the time, "Hurry up and deal with the wound, don't stain the kitchen, who knows if there is any disease in your blood!" ”
Before the maid could stand up, the old nanny Yan Ma next to her had already come over and poured a glass of warm water into the glass in Zhou Hui's hand.
"This Fu Wenfeng must be here to collect debts! What a family misfortune! Fu Guokang slapped his phone on the table next to him.
Zhou Hui picked it up and saw entertainment news on the screen that Fu Wenxiao and Jian Ran were walking on the street hand in hand. The light of calculation flashed through his eyes.