The whole venue was bustling.

Men's suits and leather shoes are elegant, and women's clothes are beautiful and beautiful.

On such occasions, it is to keep greeting different people.

Fu Wenzhou doesn't need to find someone else, it's someone else who comes to toast him.

After a few drinks, he got a little impatient.

I feel even more uncomfortable.

The people present are all human spirits, and when they see that Mr. Fu is unhappy, no one will rush up to touch the mold without a long eye.

Everyone else found out, and Song Qingyu naturally found it too.

She was not in good health, Jiang Xun had arranged a clean position for her early, but she felt that on this occasion, Fu Wenzhou would inevitably socialize, so she accompanied her and stood with him with a wine glass.

At this time, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Fu Wenzhou said: "Not much. ”

Song Qingyu was silent.

Well, it's another temper tantrum.

She found that Fu Wenzhou was now losing his temper at every turn for three days.

It's just that every time the reason for making trouble is ridiculous.

She secretly wondered in her heart where she had provoked this 'squeamish' Mr. Fu.

He was fine all the way to the place just now, and it was normal when he entered the elevator, but after coming out, he obviously talked a lot less.

That's who you saw after entering the venue?

As soon as she was silent, Fu Wenzhou took the lead in losing her breath.

The dignified Mr. Fu actually played a petty character.

"Yuzu, do you know you're wrong?"

Song Qingyu didn't know.

But seeing the menacing and troublesome appearance of the man, she couldn't help but be in a trance, maybe she really made him angry just now?

"Uh, you know ......."

Fu Wenzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reluctantly dissipated his anger: "Well, then what do you say you are wrong?" ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

To be honest, she didn't know.

She looked at the man, and Fu Wenzhou was also looking at her.

Her eyes were calm and innocent, and it was clear that she didn't know what he was angry about.

Fu Wenzhou poured a sip of wine.

was about to speak, when a family of three came over next to him: "Mr. Fu, I toast you." ”

Fu Wenzhou hooked his lips perfunctorily, clinked glasses with the other party, and heard the other party report to his home: "Mr. Fu, I am Zhang Zhao of Shiyuan Company, this is my son Zhang Shi, Zhang Shi, come over and give Mr. Fu a toast." ”

Zhang Shi?

At this time, even Song Qingyu looked over.

She hadn't actually seen Zhang Shi, but she had always heard people say that this person was from a scholarly family, and she thought that he was an elegant and humble young master.

But now that I look at it, I understand what it means to be unworthy of the name.

This Zhang Shi is dressed okay, but his eyes are cloudy and fluttering, even if he deliberately wears makeup, he can't cover his appearance of kidney deficiency.

She regretted it a little, taking this kind of person out to provoke Yan Shaoqin was indeed a coffee for this Zhang Shi.

She withdrew her gaze in disappointment, but didn't notice that all her reactions were being watched by the men around her from beginning to end.

Seeing that she looked over with anticipation, and retracted it with disappointment, her heart was inexplicably relieved.

I even said a few more words to the Zhang family.

However, it's one thing not to be angry, and her behavior of talking about other men at every turn has to be cured.

Just at night, when I get home in the evening, I have a good talk behind closed doors.

Now outside, he gives her some face.

Song Qingyu didn't know what the men around her had been thinking about in the past three or two minutes, and she was a little tired from standing, so she wanted to take a rest.

Turning his head, Yu Guang inadvertently saw Jiang Xun's figure flashing behind a certain pillar.

If she was not mistaken, Jiang Xun was pulled by Yan Shaoqin just now, right?

She subconsciously went to look for the figures of the two, and not far away, Yan Miao and Lu Yanchen had already formed a group of young people, so it was not lively.

The venue was full of people, people came and went, and the figures of Yan Shaoqin and Jiang Xun had long since disappeared.

"Yuzu."

"Yuzu?"

Hearing Fu Wenzhou's voice, she answered casually, and in the next second, the man pinched her chin, and turned her face to face him with a strong but gentle gesture.

At this time, Fu Wenzhou's face was dark and calm, and his eyes were full of danger that was about to come.

even called her by name and surname: "Song Qingyu." ”

Song Qingyu pursed her lips: "Why are you angry again?" ”

Looking at the man's sinking face again, she couldn't help but start to wonder, is it the same when others get married?

Why does she feel that Fu Wenzhou has become more and more abnormal since she got the certificate from her?

Her word 'again' completely ignited the grievances in Fu Wenzhou's heart.

He stared at her face faintly for a long time, "Feelings really change, right?" ”

The corners of Song Qingyu's mouth twitched: "...... Say whatever you want to say directly, don't act. ”

Fu Wenzhou: "Who were you looking at just now?" ”

If he knew which man dared to seduce him, he wouldn't give up.

Song Qingyu is not easy to say, after all, this is Yan Shaoqin and Jiang Xun's private matter.

said casually: "I didn't look at anyone." ”

Fu Wenzhou: "......"

It's good, Yuzu has a secret from him now.

The low pressure on Fu Wenzhou's body lasted until the end of the banquet.

Jiang Xun didn't know where to go, and Jiang Chu personally sent the two to the door of the hotel.

The waiter had already driven the car over, and when Fu Wenzhou and Jiang Chu said goodbye, Jun still had a little smile on his face.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head and got into the car, he had no expression on his face.

However, when he got in the car, he clearly held Song Qingyu's waist, as if he was afraid that she would bump into it.

Few people outside the car are envious.

"Ouch, Mr. Fu is really considerate to Miss Song, did you see it when you got in the car just now, when he helped Song Xiao, his eyes were almost drawn with affection."

"It's really more popular than people, people are rich and powerful, even if they are so handsome, they are so fond of it, why can't I meet such a good man."

"But no, my husband will only think I'm stupid, let alone help me open the door and help me get into the car, I just fell to the ground, and he didn't even look at it."

"In these years, there are too few good men like Mr. Fu, and it is difficult to find them with lanterns."

Song Qingyu listened to the words of those people outside, and when the car window slowly rose, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man next to her.

With a cold face, I don't know who I'm throwing a tantrum with.

It's a bit unreasonable, but it's a bit ......

Lovely.

Hmm, as soon as these two words came out of Song Qingyu's heart, she couldn't help laughing.

Although she knew that it wouldn't be long before he would make himself amused, she knew that he liked to coax him by himself.

Song Qingyu stretched out his hand, and two fingertips as thin as green onions gently tugged at his sleeve.

In front, the driver drove without distractions, not noticing the undercurrent surging between the two people behind.

Fu Wenzhou felt a small movement in his sleeve, lowered his eyes, and ignored it.

He even turned his face out of the window.

With his jaw collapsing and his thin lips pursed, from his sitting posture to his expression, he was sending a message to someone: I'm angry!

It's just that if someone outside the window can see his face clearly, it must not be difficult to find that there is a smile hidden in the depths of his eyes at this time.

The corners of his lips are pursed, and he has a tendency to gradually collapse.

The corners of the sleeves on the fingertips were withdrawn, and Song Qingyu was not angry at all.

She moved to his side with a small movement, and held out her hand again.

This time, instead of tugging on his sleeve, he put it directly on his wrist, his fingertips probed forward little by little, and his slightly cool hand reached into his palm.

Fu Wenzhou still wanted to get rid of it.

That's what he had in mind. But as soon as her hand came in, he unconsciously let go of his clenched fist, and let her fingers squeeze in, interlocking with his.

"Fu Wenzhou?" Song Qingyu slowly leaned into his ear and called out in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Soft, as if coquettish, ringing close to his ears.

Warm breath rushed into his ears, and the electricity spread throughout his body.

"Are you really ignoring me?" She asked.

Fu Wenzhou used all his self-control to resist looking at her.

"You should reflect on whether you should or not." He said lightly.

Song Qingyu scratched his thumb in his palm, "But if you don't say it, how do I know what I should reflect on?" ”

"Song Qingyu!" Fu Wenzhou called her by name, and the driver subconsciously glanced in the rearview mirror, and quickly retracted his gaze.

Obediently, why does Mr. Fu look unreasonable?

Song Qingyu sighed softly: "Even if I did something wrong, you should tell me what I did wrong, right?" Just convict me, and then I don't even know what you're angry about, how can I reflect? ”

She frowned slightly, obviously thinking seriously, and her face showed a hint of distress.

Fu Wenzhou didn't have the heart to be angry with her for a long time, so he clenched her hand and said with a deliberately calm face: "Don't think that's the case, forget about today's matter." I'll settle accounts with you when I get back. ”

Song Qingyu asked knowingly, "Huh? How to settle accounts? ”

Fu Wenzhou glanced at her.

If she's in good health, he'll do it for her in the car.

But there was no way, his pomelo was fragile and the wind seemed to be able to break it as soon as it blew, and he didn't dare to come nonsense.

But he couldn't just let her go.

Fu Wenzhou looked at the driver in front of him, and after raising the middle baffle, he held Song Qingyu's slender waist with both hands and hugged her to his lap with a little force.

Song Qingyu was wearing a cheongsam and could only sit sideways.

However, she didn't expect Fu Wenzhou to suddenly let herself sit on him, let out a low exclamation, and was immediately covered by the male protagonist.

Fu Wenzhou bit her earlobe, and his voice was hoarse: "Be quiet, do you want the driver to hear it?" ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

The initiative between the two was easily taken away by Fu Wenzhou.

He was like hugging a doll, kissing and kissing.

After a while, Song Qingyu felt her lips tingle, and there was a faint tingling sensation.

She put her arms on his shoulders weakly, bit her numb lip, and muttered the man's name as she blurred a touch of moisture at the end of her eyes.

Fu Wenzhou's breathing was hot, and her big hand wandered restlessly around her waist: "What do you call me?" ”

Song Qingyu's forehead rested on his shoulder, her body trembled slightly, her mind went blank for a moment, and suddenly her heart was blessed.

"Husband?"

Fu Wenzhou hooked his lips slightly, lowered his eyes, and slowly covered the bright red lips.