Chapter 77: Stop crying, huh?
At the same time, Song Yushuang, who was hung up on the phone, turned gloomy.
She really underestimated Song Nana.
raised Song Nana to such a big age, but as a result, Song Nana forgot about her as a mother as soon as she climbed to the high branch.
Mr. Fu's tone was so indifferent at that time, maybe Song Nanai said something bad about her.
Song Yushuang sneered, no wonder when she was downstairs in the Fu Group, Mr. Fu specially got out of the car for Song Nanai, and these two people might have gotten together that night before.
Scold.
No wonder Song Nana suddenly had the confidence to dare to cut off relations with her, it turned out that there was such a big Buddha standing behind her.
Song Yushuang can be regarded as hating Song Nanai to the bone now.
She raised Song Nana to such a big age, just so that Song Nana could repay her when she grew up.
It's good now, Song Nana Yin Xian has hooked up with Fu Tingchuan, and as a result, she watched her be expelled.
She has suffered a lot during this time, and who was named and fired by the Fu Group, which company dares to ask for it?
If she hadn't been witty and took out Song Nana's photo, she might not have been able to enter the current company.
Song Yushuang was so angry that her face turned blue.
The lustful boss asked her all day long about Song Nana's affairs, and now that Song Nana has followed Fu Tingchuan, she doesn't know how to fool this boss.
Song Yushuang felt that Song Nana was born to restrain her!
I knew how Song Nana could pretend, she should have watched Song Nana starve to death!
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Fang Yi Hua Ting
The lights were bright, as bright as day.
Song Nana sat on the sofa with red eyes, holding a pillow in her hand, and buried her head in it.
Fu Tingchuan handed her a glass of water.
Song Nanai looked up at this time, her eyes and the tip of her nose were red, her clear and beautiful cat pupils were wet, and her eyes were flooded with water, and she was extremely aggrieved.
Fu Tingchuan sat directly next to Song Nana, and he reached out and rubbed Song Nana's head.
"What's there to cry about?"
Song Nana sniffled: "IāI didn't cry." ā
"And what is this?" Fu Tingchuan stretched out his hand, and his index finger touched Song Nana's lower eyelashes.
A tear hanging from his eyelash dripped directly to his fingertips.
Song Nana hurriedly lowered her head and wiped her tears, and sobbed for a while before saying, "I didn't want to cry, but you were so good to me, I just, I couldn't help it." ā
Fu Tingchuan couldn't help but laugh.
The extremely dark eyes clearly reflected the little girl's face, and he pinched Song Nana's chin and looked at Song Nana's round eyes.
"No crying, huh?"
The slightly raised tone reveals a bit of seductive energy.
Fu Tingchuan stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from Song Nana's face, and then rubbed her head again, "Okay, if you keep crying, I'll go to Song Yushuang for trouble." ā
"No, no!" Song Nana looked at him with a sob.
Then under Fu Tingchuan's dark eyes, she tried to hold back her crying.
"I don't cry anymore." The little girl wiped the tears from her face, "I didn't cry anymore. ā
"That's good." Fu Tingchuan patted the little girl's head.
Only then did he get up, "Rest early." ā
"Hmm." The little girl nodded obediently.
She also stood up with Fu Tingchuan, but at this time, as if she didn't stand firmly, she exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward directly.
Fu Tingchuan did not hesitate to reach out and grab Song Nanai.
Song Nanai smashed into Fu Tingchuan's arms, she smelled the faint sandalwood on Fu Tingchuan's body, and her face instantly turned red.