"Yuzu, Su

p

ise！ ”

Fu Wenzhou was holding a bouquet of roses, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a beautifully packaged gift box in his hand.

Song Qingyu felt as if she was being targeted by a beast, and she had a creepy feeling.

I don't know what kind of thing he is doing, but his eyes look at him for a moment: "Why are you here?" ”

"Don't be nervous." Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark, and he suddenly smiled: "I'm here to give my neighbor a greeting gift." ”

Song Qingyu's eardrums were shocked, and she asked, "Neighbors?" ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows, and his voice was lazy: "I forgot to tell you, I bought the house opposite you last month, and I just moved here today, Yuyu, are you happy?" ”

It was difficult for Song Qingyu to say the word happy, but she felt that a nameless fire rose in her heart.

No wonder he was so good at talking last night, it turned out to be premeditated.

Her lips moved, and she looked at him expressionlessly: "You said that you removed the tracker in the car and stopped sending people to watch my every move because you moved across from me, right?" ”

Fu Wenzhou stared at her, and his voice was slow: "Yes." ”

He didn't deny it, or even admit it.

For Song Qingyu, he never hid his dirty and clumsy thoughts.

She doesn't like to find someone to stare at her, it doesn't matter, he just moved over.

But why is she not happy like this, Fu Wenzhou doesn't understand.

Song Qingyu's fingertips pinching the door frame turned white: "Whatever you want." ”

The house is not hers, and she doesn't care where he lives, Song Qingyu really doesn't want to waste time on these things.

After saying that, she wanted to close the door, but Fu Wenzhou directly blocked it with his arm, and the solid wood door pressed against his arm, and he didn't even hum.

Song Qingyu was frightened, quickly let go of her hand, frowned and said, "Do you think you have extra hands?" ”

"Gifts." Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was very deep.

Song Qingyu looked down and saw the gift box that the man was carrying.

"Don't say no."

Song Qingyu: "......"

Fu Wenzhou said in a dumb voice: "Lin Qingshan's work out of the mountain, if you don't want it, I'll throw it away." ”

Song Qingyu looked at him with a pair of clear eyes: "I don't have a problem if you burn it." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Fu Wenzhou to speak, he slammed the door shut.

She was really angry, 50 million cheongsam, he said throw it away, always do things according to his temper, do whatever he wants, does he really think that the earth revolves around him, everything has to go according to his wishes!

She didn't.

Anyway, it's his money that is wasted, not his own.

Song Qingyu picked up the porridge on the ground and kneaded it several times before her mood improved slightly.

The mobile phone resting on the coffee table rang, Song Qingyu glanced at it and connected it.

"Miaomiao?"

Yan Miao said excitedly: "Qingyu, tell you a big gossip!" Do you want to listen? ”

Song Qingyu knows Yan Miao's character very well, she will say it whether she listens to Yan Miao.

Sure enough, Yan Miao didn't intend to wait for her to answer at all, and then followed the next sentence after finishing the last sentence: "Old man Zhang, do you know, even if that Zhang Song used to be the second-in-command in the capital." ”

"Yes." Song Qingyu cooperated: "What's wrong with him?" ”

"Didn't the Ruan family hold a charity dinner last week? That night, Zhang Song's wife was caught by Zhang Song cheating with the bodyguard in the East Second Courtyard of the Ruan family, and the bodyguard was abolished that night, and Mrs. Zhang was also kicked out of Zhang's house. This is not the point, the point is that Zhang Yinan is not Zhang Song's biological child, but the child of Mrs. Zhang and her bodyguard! ”

Yan Miao said, "Now Zhang Yinan is not only removed from the Zhang family tree, Zhang Song has also confiscated all his property, and all the cards have been stopped." Zhang Yinan is now a rat crossing the street, and he was kicked when he saw it, and I heard that it was miserable. ”

Song Qingyu touched Congee's head, and her voice was light: "Oh, that's pretty miserable." ”

Yan Miao said a lot in one breath, and hurriedly poured saliva to moisten his throat.

"Two days after this happened, Zhang Song was reported, it is said that he was corrupt and bribed during his early reign, and now the evidence is conclusive, and he is being investigated above, I estimate that it is eight or nine and ten."

Song Qingyu paused, and her eyebrows twisted slightly: "You said that Zhang Song was reported?" ”

Yan Miao said: "Yes, I heard my dad say that Zhang Song was secretly tricked this time, and the things of 800 years ago were all turned out, and if he didn't do it well, he had to go to jail, and I really don't know who this old man offended, and he made himself too late." ”

Who did you offend......

In addition to Fu Wenzhou, who else has he offended.

Song Qingyu knew this, and his face was impassive: "I heard that he offended many people during his reign, maybe the wall fell down and everyone pushed it." ”

Yan Miao: "Hey, you said how arrogant Zhang Yinan used to be, he couldn't wait to walk sideways, but now it's okay, he has become a waster, and it is really evil and evil retribution." ”

Song Qingyu chuckled lowly: "He didn't mess with you." ”

"Who let him slander you all the time?" Yan Miao picked up the apple and took a bite: "By the way, is your little nephew still pestering you?" ”

Song Qingyu paused for a moment: "Moved to the opposite side of me." ”

"What?!" Yan Miao was taken aback, and the apples in his hand fell to the ground: "You said that Fu Wenzhou moved to the opposite side of you?" What about the Sycamore Apartment? ”

"Hmm." Song Qingyu said softly, "I just moved here today." ”

Yan Miao's gossip soul burned: "He is a drunkard who doesn't mean to drink, obviously he is running for you." ”

Song Qingyu had a headache and said, "Don't mention Fu Wenzhou, I'm upset." ”

Yan Miao obediently shut up and chatted with her about something else.

The two talked on the phone for more than an hour, and it wasn't until Song Qingyu remembered that she hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and she was a little hungry.

She didn't know how to cook, and Song Chang went back to her hometown again.

Just as she was thinking about whether to go out to eat, Congee suddenly jumped out of her arms, and then she heard the sound of turning the door lock.

When I turned around, I saw Fu Wenzhou standing at the door calmly changing shoes.

Song Qingyu's head hurt even more: "You are trespassing on a private house." ”

Fu Wenzhou carried the exquisitely packaged gift box in his left hand, and held the food box in his right hand, suppressing his temper: "Come and eat." ”

Congee Congee grabbed Fu Wenzhou's trouser leg and pestered him to hug him.