Jiang Mianmian took the dress to the dry cleaner, and the owner told her that she needed to queue up and would probably not be able to get the dress until the evening.

There was no class and no rehearsal today, she walked out of the dry cleaner and suddenly missed Mr. Fu a little.

Speaking of which, they haven't seen each other for more than half a month.

She smiled and stopped a taxi and headed straight for the King's Landing building.

When he came to the president's office at the top level, Mr. Fu sat behind the wide bookcase to process the documents.

The black shirt is meticulously ironed, and the gold-rimmed glasses make him restrained and have a kind of gentle bearing.

The fingers holding the pen were slender and distinct, glowing as white as cold jade, which made Mianmian want to be the pen he was holding.

"Mr. Fu, surprise!"

She held the mousse cake in her hand aloft.

Fu Qinghan didn't raise his head, "Why did you come here?" No classes at school? ”

"Not today!"

Mianmian leaned over to him and watched curiously as he corrected the papers.

"The school doesn't have a class, so you don't know how to go to the library to study independently?" The man moves the pen like flying, "Jiang Mianmian, independent learning is the embodiment of the progress of artificial intelligence." ”

Mianmian dug the cake with a small spoon and silently glanced at Fu Qinghan's head.

For some reason, she felt the urge to put the cake on his head.

She said sullenly: "Why do you want to say these uninteresting words, I haven't seen each other for so many days, don't you miss me at all?" ”

"I don't want to."

The man simply denied it.

"Ding-dong-"

The screen of the phone placed on the bookcase suddenly lit up.

Jiang Mianmian subconsciously looked at it, it was Zhang's mother who sent Mr. Fu's WeChat:

[Third master, didn't you tell me to buy a few more catties of fresh cherries when I saw them? I just saw a lot of fresh cherries and bought a big box! Do you want to send Miss Mianmian to school? 】

Fu Qinghan's big palm immediately covered the phone.

But it was too late, Mianmian had already seen it clearly.

She leaned into his ear slyly, "Mr. Fu, I've seen it all!" ”

Fu Qinghan picked up a cup of coffee casually, "I bought it for myself." ”

Mianmian held his face with both hands and smiled, "Mr. Fu is so annoying, I obviously think that people don't know what to do, so I have to say that I bought it and ate it myself......"

Fu Qinghan choked.

What do you mean by thinking that she doesn't know what to do?!

He put down the coffee cup and looked at Mianmian solemnly, "Girls can't put these words on their lips. ”

Mianmian grimaced and sat on the sofa with a mousse cake to eat.

She admired Mr. Fu's prosperous beauty while eating, only to see him approve two documents, and the mobile phone screen lit up again.

The other party is about a very important person, he puts down the pen and seriously replies to the message.

I can't stop this time.

Mr. Fu bent the corners of his mouth at the screen, as if smiling.

It's not like it's a business deal......

Could it be that he has another woman out there?

Mianmian grabbed the small spoon and stared at his phone curiously, but unfortunately she couldn't see the screen at all from too far away.

Eh, if only she could control Mr. Fu's phone remotely......

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, the girl suddenly froze.

As if thunder exploded, a mechanical female voice sounded softly in her mind:

"Drop - the hack program has been turned on......"

"Attacking! Attacking!! ”

The phone flickered.

She subconsciously looked at it, and Mr. Fu's chat history appeared on her mobile phone screen!

She was stunned for a minute before she realized what kind of anti-heaven plug-in her chip program had opened for her!

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