There was silence for a while, and the mobile phone turned to Fu Pingxiu's hand, which was his characteristic cold voice, "I mentioned the Jincheng project at the board meeting today, and it is not good for us to drag on any longer." If you find it tricky, I'll ask Zhou Qian to help you. ”

When the cigarette was halfway through and couldn't go on, Fu Jingting put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

After a while, he spoke, "I'm going to take wedding photos tomorrow, and I don't want the wedding on the sixth day of March to be affected." You can handle the affairs on your side, and the affairs on my side will come at my pace. ”

Fu Pingxiu's eyes were calm, his eyes looked out of the window, there were dark shadows outside, and the wind seemed to be blowing in his face.

"You've always had a knack for it. Come at your own pace. Fu Pingxiu left this sentence and hung up.

Zhou Qian looked at the man in the wheelchair and asked, "Second Young Master, ...... over there?"

Fu Pingxiu waved his finger to stop Zhou Qian, "It's okay, it's normal for him to hesitate." I didn't expect him to marry her. ”

"Do I need to do something about it?"

"No, I don't." Fu Pingxiu sighed, "Zhou Qian, if I don't even believe him, there will be no one in this world who is worthy of my trust." ”

Zhou Qian also smiled, as if relieved, "He has changed a lot." ”

"If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have entered the Fu family. How can it remain the same? Fu Pingxiu pressed his fingers on his temples, "No matter how much you change, he is also my younger brother." ”

"I see." Zhou Qian pushed him to the bedroom, "I asked Xu Qingyao over there, there are many doubts in his case, but it is not realistic to overturn the case so far, but there is a way to reduce the sentence." The second young master's idea is to be reduced to at least two and a half years in prison, this is not impossible, but it is also difficult, I am afraid that I am too involved over there, and you can't take care of it here. ”

"Do what Jing Ting wants, I don't need to worry too much about it here for the time being." Fu Pingxiu took the crutches, his arm was forced, and the person stood up.

The cold breath on the man's body came to his face, and he tugged at the corner of his lips, "I won't give them a second chance." ”

……

Fu Jingting took the phone, he returned to the bedroom, stood by the bed, and watched Xu Qingcheng hugging the pillow, his body curled up like a shrimp boy, inexplicably pitiful.

He walked over and took away her pillow, and the person who had been sleeping very deeply suddenly opened his eyes, looking at him with wistful eyes, still half-asleep and half-awake.

Fu Jingting stretched out his hand and picked the person up, "Take a bath and go to sleep." ”

"Will you wash me?" She asked, her face drooping over his shoulder, too lazy to be like a boneless leprechaun.

He said, "Okay, I'll wash it for you."

When Xu Qingcheng woke up in the morning, the person beside him was not there.

She was wearing a clean nightdress.

I've taken a shower and changed my clothes.

Last night's events were squeezing into her mind, her whole body was red and transparent, her whole body seemed to be burned, she pulled up the quilt to cover herself, and people rolled around in bed in annoyance and shame.

As soon as Fu Jingting entered the bedroom, he saw a silkworm chrysalis rolling over and wailing, he walked over and removed the person from the quilt, "What's wrong?" What's uncomfortable? ”

"No discomfort."

Her face was still red, but she pretended to be serious, "I drank too much last night, and I forgot what happened." ”

Fu Jingting looked at her and suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Have you ever heard of what it means to have three hundred taels of silver here?" He asked her.

Xu Qingcheng rolled over and got up and was about to get out of bed, but was dragged back by the man who grabbed his ankle, she kicked him with her foot, and the man only smiled and picked her up, "You can't drink when I'm not present in the future, you will kill a man if you get drunk." ”

"What's the hell...... What do I want your life for? Xu Qingcheng didn't answer his words, and stretched out his hand to push him to escape, but he was locked to death.

The man's eyebrows were full of teasing, and he pointed his finger to her lips, "You're drunk, you really dare to say it here." ”

"Say, say, what did I say?" Xu Tingcheng's scalp was numb, and she didn't have much impression of what happened last night.