Hearing this, Zhou Luo's hand holding the mouse stiffened.

Her eyes fell on the man again, and Xu Nuan thought she would say something to refute.

But in the end, she didn't, and she quickly turned her eyes back and looked seriously at the artwork on the computer.

Just when Fu Jing and Xu Nuan thought that she wouldn't be able to say anything, she suddenly spoke, "I guess Wen Qiao can stand you."

The tone of the words is full of disgust, disdain, laziness to care, and so on.

Whoever listens will blow up.

Even Fu Jing.

He didn't want to worry so much about women, which was not in line with his usual style, and she was Zhou Luo, his ex-wife, he was too serious, it seemed that he was jealous, but he just couldn't control himself, and replied to her, "Yes, Wen Qiao knows more cold and hot than you." If you don't do the same, it is estimated that Jiang Bochuan will be able to stand it."

Pinched up again.

Xu Nuan really felt embarrassed.

It turns out that two characters who are powerful in their respective fields are pecking at each other like rookies like elementary school students when they quarrel.

Interesting.

Zhou Luo no longer bothered with him, she finally decided to treat him as air, and then she was seriously revising the draft for a while, and her hand has not really recovered yet, and she can't operate for a long time, at most an hour.

Xu Nuan was still needed in the back, so she sat next to her.

Xu Nuan knew that her hand hurt again, and she had been in this situation a few times before, "Teacher, your hand is uncomfortable again?"

Zhou Luo said that it was okay, let her not worry.

Fu Jing didn't expect that her hand hadn't recovered yet, but because the two of them had just finished tearing it up just now, he was embarrassed to care about her, and his tone was still shy, "If your hand is not good, stay honest, don't help more and more."

Zhou Luo glanced at him, "Isn't Mr. Fu busy today?" Don't worry, even if we stay up all night today, we will help fix it, and you don't need to be wronged to supervise us here."

It means that you can go away and not want to see you, just to put it relatively tactfully.

Fu Jing couldn't hear it, but he just didn't get up to leave, and even ate lunch here, Xu Nuan went out to buy a boxed lunch, and bought a total of three servings.

After eating, Zhou Luo and Xu Nuan did not rest, and the two cooperated with each other to revise the draft until the sun set in a few hours.

Xu Nuan stretched his waist and moved his muscles, and Zhou Luo's back became a little uncomfortable because of sitting for a long time.

The sketch had been almost changed, she got up and said to Xu Nuan, "Then I'll go first, and you can finish it."

Xu Nuan nodded.

Zhou Luo wanted to get ready to get off work, because she had an appointment with Jiang Bochuan in the evening, but Fu Jing teased her with what she just said at this time, "Didn't you say that it would change all night? Want to run now?"

Xu Nuan was afraid that the two would pinch up again, so he hurriedly said, "Mr. Fu, I'll change it, I'll change it all night here."

In fact, now Zhou Luo doesn't want to quarrel with Fu Jing, she is afraid that it will affect her mood when she meets Jiang Bochuan.

She took her bag and walked out directly, but she didn't expect Fu Jing to follow her out, and he asked her in the back, "Go to meet Jiang Bochuan?"

Zhou Luo felt that she didn't need to answer him.

It doesn't matter who she meets.

Just like he is with Wen Qiao now, it has nothing to do with her.

She walked into the elevator, and Fu Jing also followed, but the distance between the two of them stretched quickly, and it can be said that they were distinct, just like their current relationship.

The elevator was slowly descending, and there was more or less noise inside, Fu Jing mixed with the noise and spoke, "Don't believe Jiang Bochuan too much, he is not as simple as you think."

This is his instinct as a man, and it is also the experience of crawling around in the mall for so long.

Jiang Bochuan has a problem.

But where can Zhou Luo listen to him now, and how can the bond between her and Jiang Bochuan be comparable to Fu Jing?

"I know him better than you do, and I know better than anyone what kind of person he is."

After saying that, she paused, and then said, "I always thought you weren't that

The kind of people who speak ill of people behind their backs are also the same."

Fu Jing felt that this person was now a ghost, and he couldn't even listen to good words.

But think about it, looking at how obsessed she is with that Jiang Bochuan, how can she believe that he has a problem?

"Did Jiang Bochuan tell you what he has been doing in the past few years?"

At this time, the elevator door happened to open, and Zhou Luo walked out quickly, and Fu Jing still followed her.

When he got outside, Zhou Luo called Jiang Bochuan and told him that she would go to his company now.

Just as she was calling, a little girl ran towards her with a schoolbag on her back, and accidentally bumped into her, and someone behind the little girl was shouting, "Ugly, don't run around, be careful." It should be her grandmother.

Ugly.

Because of these two words, Zhou Luo and Fu Jing both stopped there, almost at the same time.

But neither of them noticed such a pause, because the stop was not long, and they were soon startled by the sound of car horns not far away.

Zhou Luo looked up and saw Jiang Bochuan getting out of the car, she didn't expect him to come here.

I was going to drive over to him.

As soon as Zhou Luo saw him, he couldn't wait to run towards him, like a homeless bird finally finding a harbor to perch.

Fu Jing witnessed the scene of the two hugging each other from behind, he couldn't tell how he felt at the moment, it was very complicated, and there was also a moment that made him feel that Zhou Luo was actually very strange, and even made him feel that they were not married at all, had not lived under the same roof for three years, and had never shared the same bed.

Otherwise, why is she in the arms of other men now?

Jiang Bochuan naturally saw Fu Jing as well, and after Zhou Luo got into the car, he started the car slowly and said, "He has been staying until now?"

Zhou Luo nodded, but she was afraid that he would be angry again, so she said, "I didn't pay much attention to him, he was there to talk about it, so annoying."

Jiang Bochuan didn't say anything, he just raised the corners of his mouth, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Zhou Luo suddenly remembered that there was a little girl named 'Ugly Ugly just now, and she said, "Can you call me Ugly Ugly now?"

She liked it when he called her that.

At first, none of them saw anyone's face in Nancheng, and she told him that she was ugly, a clown, and that her nickname was Chou, and that he had called her that since then.

Then they agreed to meet, and when he saw her that day, he didn't call her that anymore.

She asked him why, why didn't he call?

He said she was too beautiful to be given the name.

However, she really liked it, and he called her ugly.

Jiang Bochuan's hand holding the steering wheel tightened, "Why do you mention ugliness again?"

"No, I just miss those two words very much." Zhou Luo played with his slender fingers, "You were very smooth at that time, didn't you?"

Jiang Bochuan said, "You also said that at that time, now I don't want to call it, and I don't like it."

When he said this, his tone was relatively cold and hard, and he couldn't help but make Zhou Luo stunned and look at him suspiciously.