Chapter 211: Running away from home
Fu Wenzhou turned sideways to separate Shen Qiwen's outstretched hand, shackled his big palm on Song Qingyu's waist, firmly imprisoned the person in his arms, turned his head and smiled casually: "My wife won't bother this gentleman." β
Shen Qiwen had never seen the famous Mr. Fu in Beijing before, and he rarely paid attention to the news of finance and finance, except for staying in the laboratory all day long, he participated in some academic seminars at home and abroad.
But somehow, as soon as the man in front of him appeared, Shen Qiwen immediately smelled a smell of danger coming, thus confirming that the person holding Song Qingyu at this moment was the legendary little Fu Zong.
The other party was obviously smiling, but Shen Qiwen felt a chill in his body inexplicably.
Laughing with a knife is nothing but that.
Shen Qiwen was not stunned, his eyes looked at Song Qingyu, and after making sure that she was fine, he looked at Fu Wenzhou: "Hello, my name is Shen Qiwen." β
Fu Wenzhou lowered his head and glanced at the hand that came over, his eyes were cold, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in knowing your name." β
Shen Qiwen frowned slightly, only feeling that the man in front of him was too arrogant, and he didn't like such an arrogant person.
Shen Qiwen withdrew his hand and looked at Song Qingyu: "Then I'll go first, see you at the top." β
Song Qingyu glared at Fu Wenzhou, and looked at Shen Qiwen's eyes with a slight apology: "Okay, senior brother, see you next time." β
Shen Qiwen's gaze fell on Fu Wenzhou, and then left.
Yan Miao was still singing loudly in the car, shouting while singing, muttering and muttering clearly.
Fu Bei stood aside and waited for the two to get into the car before turning around and getting into the driver's seat.
Fu Wenzhou sat in the front row, his eyes dark, and he was silent.
Song Qingyu moved her lips and wanted to take the initiative to talk to him, but her arm was grabbed by Yan Miao, Yan Miao moved to her side several times, and wrapped her eyes around Song Qingyu: "Yuyu, I told my boyfriend to let him come on Saturday, but ...... Hiccup~ But he seems to be going to work part-time on Saturday, so he doesn't have time to come......"
Yan Miao said it with the strength of wine, afraid that Song Qingyu would talk about her.
Song Qingyu frowned slightly, she didn't know why, she always felt that Yan Miao's boyfriend was not very reliable.
But in emotional matters, she is not easy to meddle in as an outsider, and she hasn't even seen anyone, Song Qingyu doesn't want to make a conclusion.
After thinking for a moment, Song Qingyu said, "Well, then let's wait until he is free." β
Yan Miao immediately smiled, and rubbed his cheek against Song Qingyu's arm: "Yuyu, you are so good." β
Song Qingyu hooked her lips and chuckled, rubbed Yan Miao's head, and as soon as her palm touched it, she vaguely noticed a hot gaze, and as soon as Song Qingyu raised her eyes, she saw Fu Wenzhou staring at her raised right hand with a resentful expression.
Song Qingyu touched her nose, inexplicably having the illusion of touching the puppy outside and then being scratched by the puppy at home.
She coughed lightly, silently withdrawing her hand that was about to rub her head.
Fu Wenzhou then took his gaze back with a dark face.
Song Qingyu glanced out the window, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook slightly.
After sending Yan Miao back to Yan's house safely, Fu Bei turned the car in a different direction and drove to Yalin Villa.
It will be almost ten o'clock, there will be no traffic jams on the road, and you will be home soon.
Song Qingyu got out of the car and walked in front, Fu Wenzhou's long legs and big steps followed, and he followed in a few steps.
As soon as the door opened, the two entered the house.
A deep voice sounded behind Song Qingyu.
"Is it Shen Qiwen from the university?"
Song Qingyu paused, turned around and asked, "Do you know him?" β
Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark, and his voice was very deep: "What does he mean by seeing him next time." β
Song Qingyu took off his shawl, saw that he was still at the door, reached out and pulled the person in, and stood on tiptoe to help him unbutton his suit.
"Big night, what are you doing dressed so formally."
Fu Wenzhou still had a calm face, but he still answered honestly: "At your class reunion, I attach great importance to wearing a formal dress to pick you up." β
"Poof." Song Qingyu smiled and said, "Didn't you wait for me at home obediently." β
Fu Wenzhou's eyes narrowed slightly: "Yuyu, you haven't answered my question yet." β
"Hands open." Song Qingyu said.
Fu Wenzhou opened his hand and continued to ask: "Grapefruit ......"
Song Qingyu was hurt by his reading, and said with a smile: "You Tang Sanzang, it's not annoying to read it like this." β
"You don't say it."
"Shen Qiwen is a medical genius and the teacher's most proud apprentice, he is very talented in the field of medicine, and he plans to come to Dingsheng for development, I agreed." After a pause, Song Qingyu patiently explained: "The R&D department of Dingsheng Pharmaceutical is in great need of talents like Shen Qiwen now, and you know that sometimes talents are more difficult to introduce than equipment. β
When Fu Wenzhou heard that Shen Qiwen was going to Dingsheng, and Song Qingyu had already agreed, his face darkened: "No, he can't go to Dingsheng, I don't agree." β
"Yuzu." Fu Wenzhou gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I, no, the same, the will." β
Song Qingyu didn't take his words seriously, turned around and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water: "Why don't you agree, why." β
How could Fu Wenzhou let Shen Qiwen go to his peak, this name made him feel more than Fu Tingshen.
But he couldn't tell Song Qingyu that he was jealous and unhappy, so he didn't let Shen Qi smell it, which seemed that he was too naΓ―ve.
Fu Wenzhou thought about it and found an awkward excuse: "I also have a prosperous share, I am the boss, and the boss always has the right to decide on the use of people." β
Song Qingyu took a sip of tea and smiled faintly: "Protest is invalid." β
Fu Wenzhou stepped forward in three or two steps, picked up Song Qingyu and put it on the table, supported her with two arms, and pressed it very closely: "Yuyu, you know that I mind!" β
Song Qingyu didn't enter: "What do you mind?" Just because he chased me when he was in college? There are so many people chasing me, do you still have to mind going over one by one? Public is public, private is private, you don't always have to mix things up. β
Fu Wenzhou pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars, pinched Song Qingyu's chin with one hand, and kissed it viciously: "You can be angry with me." β
Song Qingyu said with a smile: "During the heyday of approval, I will pass twice a week. β
Fu Wenzhou's face turned cold, and he said in disbelief: "You still have to go over twice a week?" β
"Hmm."
Fu Wenzhou stood up straight and said with a cold face: "No, you and Shen Qiwen decided not to be in the same room, he has bad intentions for you!" β
Song Qingyu cupped his face with both hands, as if coaxing a child: "It's all in the past, good, I'm going to take a bath." β
Song Qingyu got down from the table after speaking, bypassed Fu Wenzhou and went upstairs.
Fu Wenzhou was alone in the living room, and his face turned black into carbon.
He had to ...... Let Song Qingyu realize the seriousness of the problem!
She didn't even realize she was angry!
Fu Wenzhou was really angry this time, Shen Qiwen almost became Yuyu's boyfriend, and now such a person actually wants to be in the same company as his Yuzu, isn't it obvious that he came to Yuyu.
The more Fu Wenzhou sat on the sofa and thought about it, the more angry he became, especially when he thought of Shen Qiwen's face, his heart was even more blocked.
Ten minutes later, he got up from the couch and decided to run away from home.
Song Qingyu must be made to understand that he and Shen Qiwen can only exist at the same time!