"Mr. Fu accepted?" Xia Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Well, I heard that the heroine has been replaced by Yang Yi, another little flower of our company." Xiao Yang said.

Xia Ling: "Oh......"

I haven't heard of this name, so it's probably not eye-catching.

The original heroine of "The Legend of Concubine Qing" was her, she made a stepping stone for Qin Qing and sent Qin Qing to the throne.

And now, with an inconspicuous one for Qin Qing to step on, Xia Ling wants to know, can Qin Qing take the position so quickly?

"It's already happened, what's the use of talking about it? It's just a heroine, and it's not so rare. Drop me back to the apartment and I'll make some soup. ”

Heroines are not so rare? The corners of Xiao Yang's mouth twitched.

"Making soup? Sister Wang, do you know how to cook? ”

Cook? Glancing at Xiao Yang, Xia Ling smiled, she casually brushed her hair behind her ear, leaned back on the seat, and supported her face.

"I'll have more."

Her eyes flowed, her smiling and lazy appearance, and her gaze at that moment suddenly made Xiao Yang's heart skip a beat, as if her breathing was stagnant.

The person is still the same person, and the face is the same face, but Wang Yue in front of him seems to have changed something.

"Sister Wang, although Mr. Fu favors you, but people have to take precautions after all, you have offended the insiders to death now, if one day, Mr. Fu will empathize and don't fall in love......"

The ghost was confused, and Xiao Yang said what was in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, she covered her mouth, and she was a little afraid that Xia Ling would be angry.

But Xia Ling was calm, looked at Xiao Yang's panicked face, and nodded.

"You're right, so...... You go back and help me see if there are any well-known art exhibitions recently, help me get a few tickets, I'll go and see if I'm idle. ”

Xiao Yang: "Huh? What to do? ”

Xia Ling: "Cultivate sentiment, improve temperament, learn how to better hold Mr. Fu's big golden legs." ”

“…… Wang, Sister Wang, are you serious? Xiao Yang stammered.

Xia Ling glanced at her and didn't speak.

Xiao Yang: My artist's temperament has suddenly become so eccentric, and he is not as good as before, he likes brand-name jewelry and bags.

*

It was close to noon, and Xia Ling didn't have time to cook anymore.

The nanny's car turned around, and from the direction of the apartment, it went directly to several restaurants with private dishes.

Xia Ling carried three dishes and one soup, as well as two meals, all of which were picked out of Fu Jue's favorite spicy flavors, and under the gaze of everyone, Shi Shiran entered Fu's company.

There was no appointment for Xia Ling at the front desk, so she could only make a phone call.

As Fu Jueming's face, the only girlfriend to admit.

Being stopped in the hall is really shameful.

In the past, Wang Yue should have exploded a long time ago.

However, Fu Ting turned up the surveillance to see her.

The woman sat peacefully on the sofa in the hall, with an insulated lunch box next to her, and a long dress of light lace, which made her delicate and elegant, and she didn't look in a hurry.

Wang Yue has changed!

This feeling, since last night, Fu Yu has had it, and now it is even more real.

The superficial and vain Wang Yue, who was spoiled by him, seemed to be woken up by a few slaps.

Got through the inside line.

Fu Ting: "Let her come up." ”

In the surveillance, Fu Ying looked at her.

The woman got up, smiled calmly at the front desk, and got on the elevator again.

The smile is gentle and delicate, which is different from Wang Yue in the past few years, but on the contrary, it is the same as the vivid Wang Yue when he was in college.

*

A short time later, Fu Jue heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

He pretended to be an office and didn't lift his head, and the woman came in through the door.

A touch of sweet feminine fragrance, with the crisp sound of her high heels falling to the ground, you can feel that the woman is approaching him.