After Ji Xinglian got into the car, she looked at Fu Bolin sitting next to her. She suddenly had a guess in her heart that Fu Bolin deliberately said cold because he wanted her to get in the car.

There was a vague satisfaction between his eyebrows, and he said clearly that what she was thinking was the truth.

Ji Xinglian looked at the car window, her shadow, she blinked her eyes.

Zhang Heng asked out loud: "Miss Ji, may I ask your address?" ”

Ji Xing's eyes lit up when he heard the prestige: "Secretary Zhang! ”

Zhang Heng immediately straightened his back, held his breath and agreed, why did he suddenly have an ominous premonition?

Sure enough, as he expected, Ji Xinglian's voice was filled with joy and excitement: "Secretary Zhang, you just knocked him down and looked so handsome, I want to call you crazy!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the car seemed to have an air conditioner on, so cold that it could freeze people into ice cubes. Under someone's seemingly calm gaze, but in fact hiding a knife, Zhang Heng said calmly: "Miss Ji doesn't need to praise me, Mr. Fu is much more powerful than me, he is half my master." It's just that he didn't have time to make a move today to comfort you, and all of this is the credit of Mr. Fu. ”

Only then did Ji Xinglian think of Fu Bolin and looked sideways at him. The man leaned casually, tilting his head slightly to look at her, his clear gaze unfazed.

Ji Xinglian sincerely thanked him: "Mr. Fu, thank you so much!" ”

Fu Bolin frowned, and his tone was a little cold: "Don't call for me?" ”

Ji Xing was stunned for a moment, and then raised a narrow smile: "I'm going to call for you until there is no phone bill!" ”

The woman smiled charmingly, even when she said this kind of thing, she was a little casual and seductive.

Fu Bolin slowly retracted the low pressure he exuded, and the corners of his mouth imperceptibly hooked a small arc.

The drive was not long or short, after Ji Xinglian got out of the car, Fu Bolin waited until he saw the lights in her house turn on before letting Zhang Heng drive away.

The isolated domineering president was indifferent: "What do you mean by going and making a call?" ”

Zhang Heng: You don't know what kind of flying vinegar you eat?

In the next second, he answered professionally for Fu Bolin: "Call is an Internet term." The original meaning of calling is a concentrated expression of the support and love of the artists on stage, and now it can be used as a cheer and a great meaning. ”

Fu Bolin looked out the window and nodded thoughtfully, does it mean that he is super invincible?

The president who felt that he had saved face had a faint sense of arrogance on his expressionless face.

Ji Xinglian woke up, and after eating breakfast, he saw that it was still early, and nested in the sofa to pass the time by brushing Weibo.

As soon as she opened Weibo, an overwhelming amount of news poured into her sight, the most important of which was in bold red font and accompanied by a picture - CI President Fu Berlin Night Party Girl, and walked out of the hotel with one of them.

Ji Xinglian opened the hot search with interest, and sure enough, the first hot search was that the president of CI was suspected of cheating.

Click on the picture, there are only a few blurred backs, but you can clearly see the clothing. One of them was one with Fu Bolin tilting his head sideways. Although the pixels of the picture are not high, his silhouette is clear, and his handsome face is lined with white jade in the dark night.

Ji Xinglian squinted his eyes and looked at Fu Bolin in the photo, a little dissatisfied. Why did the paparazzi shoot Fu Berlin so handsome, and she only had a few blurry backs in suits, which couldn't highlight her good figure and good looks at all!