Fu Tingchuan was silent.

Xie Qinghan couldn't help but laugh again, "Isn't it, scared by me?" ”

didn't hear Fu Tingchuan's answer, Xie Qinghan knocked on the window lightly again, and she said in a low voice: "I haven't been back for several years, this Shangjing looks familiar, but the changes are really big, I don't even know these roads anymore." ”

Listening to Xie Qinghan's voice, Fu Tingchuan's lips pursed tightly.

"Alas, Brother Fu, I ......"

"That's enough." Fu Tingchuan suddenly interrupted Xie Qinghan's words, his eyebrows tightened, "Does Uncle Xie know about your return?" ”

"I don't know."

Xie Qinghan pinched his throat, "Brother Fu, do you care about me so much?" ”

"Heh," Fu Tingchuan sneered, "I care about you going to die." ”

"Don't say that!" Xie Qinghan snorted, "Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll have to do the styling later, this is the first time I have returned to China in four years, but I have to prepare well and surprise the audience!" ”

Fu Tingchuan: "......"

He quickly remembered that there seemed to be a banquet tonight, the old man of the Bai family was seventy years old, and he invited all the people with heads and faces in Shangjing.

"You're going to the Bai family?" He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice.

As he spoke, Fu Tingchuan glanced at Song Nana quickly, and when he saw that Song Nana's eyes were closed, he withdrew his gaze.

"Not allowed."

"Why?" The corners of Xie Qinghan's lips curled, "You are not my person, even if I call you Brother Fu, you can't care where I go, right?" ”

Fu Tingchuan: "......"

He rubbed his eyebrows a little irritably: "Xie Qinghan! Can you please stop making trouble? ”

"You care about me?"

After saying these three words, Xie Qinghan quickly hung up the phone.

She glanced down at her watch, it was past five o'clock, and the party began at eight o'clock in the evening.

A sigh overflowed from the corner of Xie Qinghan's lips, but a thick smile spread under his eyes.

This time is very short!

"Bump!"

Fu Tingchuan smashed his fist directly on the table.

There was a thick anger between his eyebrows, and his narrow eyes were deep and cold, and Fu Tingchuan sneered.

Biting the three words Xie Qinghan in his mouth, Fu Tingchuan's eyes were heavy.

Yan Chi stood beside him, trying his best to shrink his presence.

Since he followed Mr. Fu's side, every time he encountered something about Miss Xie, Mr. Fu would always get angry.

This let everyone know that Xie Qinghan is different to Fu Tingchuan.

However, every time Xie Qinghan was by Fu Tingchuan's side, Fu Tingchuan's anger would subside in an instant.

I don't know why, Yan Chi suddenly glanced at Song Nana.

He didn't know whether to pity the young girl who had just come of age, or to be indifferent to her.

Because Xie Qinghan returned to China.

Song Nana, the stand-in, should also be offline.

As Fu Tingchuan's special assistant, reason told Yan Chi that he should help Fu Tingchuan solve Song Nanai's problem.

But somehow, a pair of innocent and dazed cat eyes appeared in Yan Chi's mind, wet and looked very well-behaved.

He lowered his head, and his usually gentle and polite gaze suddenly became a little indifferent.

Yan Chi felt that Fu Tingchuan was a little too much.

Since he is thinking about Xie Qinghan, he shouldn't be provoking Song Nanai!

Xie Qinghan is back, so what should Song Nanai do?

When he thought of Song Nana's memory of Fu Tingchuan, there was only pure attachment in his gaze, and Yan Chi felt a sense of guilt rise in his heart.

He is also one of the wicked people who watched Song Nana fall.