Song Qingyu stiffened and turned around.

Look into a pair of deep gloomy eyes.

It was like being targeted by a wild beast, and the coldness jumped to the limbs.

However, she quickly calmed down, turned her head and planned to continue talking to Yan Shaoqin about the capital injection, but out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a cane under the man's armpit.

Song Qingyu's eyebrows suddenly twisted, she stood up and walked in the direction where Fu Wenzhou was standing, facing the man's questioning and resentful eyes, she turned a blind eye, stared at his leg and asked, "How did you get it." ”

Fu Wenzhou's face was cold, and his eyes couldn't wait to tear apart the smiling man opposite: "Why are you with Yan Shaoqin!" ”

Song Qingyu glanced at Gu Bai behind him, and asked again: "How did he get his leg." ”

Gu Bai coughed a few times: "It's not because of ......"

"I accidentally fell." Fu Wenzhou interrupted Gu Bai, his knife-sharp gaze was withdrawn from Yan Shaoqin, and when he looked at Song Qingyu, his eyes were low and unwilling, mixed with some complicated grievances, and he said unwillingly: "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

Song Qingyu didn't hide it: "I asked him to talk about cooperation." ”

Fu Wenzhou tried his best to curb the violent factors in his body, took a deep breath and said, "Why don't you tell me what you want to do?" Besides, what do you have to talk to him about? ”

Yan Shaoqin has always been at odds with Fu Wenzhou, and the grievances between the two families have been buried as early as the older generation, and he and Fu Wenzhou have suffered a lot of losses at each other's hands over the years.

Especially in the past two years, Fu Wenzhou has become more and more crazy, and Yan Shaoqin has planted a lot of followers.

Finally, when he saw the mad dog being led by a rope today, he was full of interest, and he had an expression that was not too big to see the excitement: "Mr. Fu, what you said is not right, Miss Song is willing to find me, so naturally there will be more to talk about." ”

Fu Wenzhou's attitude towards Song Qingyu and others was like the same as the two of them, and he pulled his lips with a smile: "It seems that Yan Shao hasn't suffered enough from the listing of department stores before." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Shaoqin's face changed suddenly, a few days ago, Yan's Department Store was about to go public, and they were cut off by Fu Wenzhou when they were about to kick the door, causing them to lose more than 300 million yuan that month.

Yan Shaoqin has been remembering this account until now, he originally planned to find an opportunity to get it back on Fu Wenzhou's new energy project, but now, he has a better idea.

Yan Shaoqin smiled at the corner of his eyes, and his eyes turned around Fu Wenzhou and returned to Song Qingyu: "I have read Miss Song's letter of intent for cooperation, and I am very satisfied, I will ask the secretary to formally draw up the contract before this Friday, and we will be partners in the same boat in the future, I hope the cooperation is happy." ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were calm, and he stretched out his hand to pull Song Qingyu's arm, but Song Qingyu skillfully dodged it, and his face suddenly turned cold to freezing point.

Gu Bai swallowed his saliva, regretting why he called to tell this ancestor when he saw Song Qingyu and Yan Shaoqin at the door just now.

Song Qingyu got the answer she wanted, and she didn't plan to stay for a long time: "Yan Shao, I'm looking forward to our future cooperation, I still have to take a step in advance." ”

She didn't walk in the mud and water at all, and she didn't leave a single look for the three people present.

Fu Wenzhou limped out on crutches.

Yan Shaoqin got up and was stopped by Gu Bai reaching out.

Gu Bai said with a smile: "This meal just came up, isn't it a pity not to eat it, come, Yan Shao, I'll eat with you." ”

Yan Shaoqin sat back again: "Okay, it's rare for Gu Shaoqin to appreciate his face." ”

Fu Wenzhou followed behind Song Qingyu without saying a word, and got into her car unceremoniously.

The atmosphere in the car was weird, and Song got out of the car with a lot of fun.

Walking too quickly out of the restaurant, Song Qingyu blushed slightly and panted, her voice was very small, and Fu Wenzhou's ears itched.

waited until the panting was even, and Song Qingyu said the first sentence: "Go down." ”

Fu Wenzhou slowly moved over, and as he approached, the faint smell of tobacco invaded and enveloped Song Qingyu's body.

Song Qingyu turned her back uncomfortably.

In the silence, Fu Wenzhou hugged her from behind, his handsome face leaning on her shoulder, his hair scraping her ears.

The voice was hoarse: "Why don't you tell me if you are divorced." ”

Song Qingyu's divorce spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and Fu Wenzhou was not surprised to know it.

She didn't break his hands, letting them mess around her waist.

Fu Wenzhou sniffed her taste, habitually held the fine meat around her neck, like a child who got candy, and closed his eyes with satisfaction: "Are you afraid that I will go to Fu Tingshen for trouble, you don't have to worry, I'm not so naïve." ”

Song Qingyu's fingertips trembled lightly when he sucked the ground, and he lowered his voice and said, "Fu Wenzhou, haven't you thought about why I didn't tell you when I got divorced." ”

Fu Wenzhou sucked for a moment, and his intuition would not be a good word, so he frowned and wanted to interrupt.

Song Qingyu didn't give him a chance: "Because it has nothing to do with you whether I divorce or not, the two of us will never be able to." ”

Fu Wenzhou slowly stepped back and let go of Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu felt that the skin on her waist that had been touched by him just now was a little cold, and she looked at him and didn't plan to stop there: "Mr. Fu, I'm very busy, can you stop bothering me?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes scraped Song Qingyu's whole body like a knife, and his expression was still stubborn: "Why? ”

Once he thought that it was only her and Fu Tingshen's marriage that stood between them, he finally waited for her to divorce, and ran to her with his eyes, thinking that she could accept herself, but the result still did not change.

Fu Wenzhou didn't understand.

He needed a reason.

A reason that would convince him completely.

For example, Song Qingyu told him personally: Fu Wenzhou, I don't love you at all.

But when he asked, he immediately regretted it, he was afraid to hear Song Qingyu really say that.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were full of anger, and he said word by word: "Song Qingyu, you are mine, you can only be mine!" ”

The door slammed, and the car was quiet again, but the faint smell of tobacco lingered in the car.

Song Qingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Fu Wenzhou's eyes were embarrassed and injured when he looked at her just now.

The heart was like being eaten by something, and it was full of pain.

Since she was born, the line of life has been drawn, she must finish what she has to do in her limited life, and she has no time to respond to Fu Wenzhou's hot and sincere love.

After a long time, Song Qingyu exhaled, and the mobile phone rang suddenly.

Song Qingyu looked at the unfamiliar caller number and pressed answer.

"Song Qingyu, you slut! If Ting Shen has any three long and two short, I won't be done with you! ”

Song Qingyu's eardrum was stinging with the sharp voice on the opposite side, and she frowned: "What are you talking about?" ”

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and said: "Fu Wenzhou came to Fu's house early in the morning and fought with Ting Shen in front of Fu Changlin and Qin You, do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you?" Who doesn't know that Fu Wenzhou is your dog, and he will do whatever you loosen the rope and tell him to do! ”

Song Qingyu's head popped up with the sentence of Fang Cai Fu Wenzhou: I'm not so naïve.

She rubbed her eyebrows: "Is Fu Ting's deep injury serious?" ”

Lin Yuanyuan's originally angry mood suddenly heard her words that sounded like concern, and suddenly became vigilant: "What do you want to do?" I warn you, you are divorced and he doesn't need your false mercy! ”

Song Qingyu's voice was cold: "If he is dying, remember to tell me, I can buy two wreaths in advance and send them over." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Yuanyuan to speak, and blocked her number before the other party called.