Sure enough, when a man holds you, you are a cup, and if he lets go, he will be a piece of slag.

An Qing slept very deeply this night, and when she woke up the next day, it was almost ten o'clock, so she dressed up a little and went out.

Fu's Mansion is still the same as before, the people in the hall on the first floor have all changed, she took her business card, and still waited for a long time, and the beautiful front desk lady told her that Mr. Fu was in a meeting, let her wait for a while, or make an appointment to come again next time.

"It's okay, I'll wait."

She walked to the lounge area on the side of the hall, pulled her phone out of her bag, and lowered her head to browse the web.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

There was a rhythmic sound of high heels, and she turned her face to see Van Lowe walking into the hall in a fiery red coat and a pair of large sunglasses stuck on her small face.

She walked to the exclusive elevator as if no one was around, and when she passed by the front desk, the front desk lady greeted her with an earnest face, and Fan Luowei raised her chin, and the hostess was very pretentious.

An Qing watched all this indifferently, but a trace of bitterness slipped through her heart.

Once all of this belonged to her.

The front desk lady suddenly pointed in her direction, and Fan Luowei turned her face and walked towards her.

"Sister, is it really you? When did you come back? Van Lowe took off her large sunglasses, and her carefully groomed eyes sparkled with surprise.

Although she called affectionately, An Qing never recognized this sister.

In fact, they are not.

In the past, Fan Luowei was an illegitimate daughter who did not see the light, and now, it is An Qing's turn to become a wild seed.

"Why are you here? Are you looking for ...... Brother Mochuan's? In the next second, Van Lowe frowned slightly.

Oh, for this acting, An Qing gave her eight points.

The remaining two points were lost in her eyes, which were clearly written with disgust.

"yes, didn't Mochuan tell you? We ...... last night," she deliberately said halfway, looked up at Van Lowe and said, "He asked me to come to him and said that he would arrange a role for me." ”

Fan Luowei's face became ugly, but for a moment, she smiled again: "Since you're here, why don't you go up and wait here?" Eh, Brother Mochuan is busy, how can he remember these cats and dogs, let's go, I'll take you up. ”

Cats and dogs.

An Qing was silently led into the elevator by Fan Luowei, and after not coming for a few years, Fu Mochuan's office also changed, moving from the thirteenth floor to the top floor.

"Brother Mochuan, who do you see is coming ......"

Fan Lowe said diligently, reaching out and pushing open the door to the president's office.

Fu Mochuan was talking to his assistant Cheng Yuan, and when he looked up and saw them, his face was cold.

"Get out."

An Qing's eyebrows raised slightly, raised her eyes to look at Fan Luowei's stiff face, her heart was slightly happy, and the next second, she heard Fu Mochuan say again: "Xiaowei, how many times have you been said, just come here, don't bring anyone here." ”

The tone of blame, but with a faint doting, Fan Luowei's face turned cloudy, and she quickly glanced at An Qing.

"Brother Mochuan, she is my sister, I haven't seen her for so many years, is it okay for people to be happy?" Fan Luowei was coquettish, and the sisters seemed to hold An Qing's hand and pulled her into the office.

"I saw her waiting downstairs alone, saying that you asked her to come, Brother Mochuan, did you see your sister last night, why didn't you tell me?"

Hearing this, Fu Mochuan's cold gaze passed faintly over An Qing's face.

"Last night? Didn't I stay with you all night, and who you've seen you wouldn't know? ”