Song Qingyu has always felt that in the relationship between her and Fu Wenzhou, Fu Wenzhou took 99 steps, and she only took that step from beginning to end, and she arrived in front of him.

She knew with certainty that no matter when, as long as she turned around, she would be able to see him behind her.

"Okay, I'll stop talking."

Fu Wenzhou hugged her and kissed her for a while, relaxing her when she was about to wipe the gun.

He hugged Song Qingyu in his arms and breathed calmly.

Thinking of Yan Miao and Lu Yanchen again, "Yan Miao won't get married in front of us, right?" ”

"No, it won't." Song Qingyu said what she thought of, and smiled, "You won't even compare this, right?" ”

Fu Wenzhou didn't speak.

It's not that it's even better than this, but if you want to have it first, you don't have to envy others.

Tsk, why are Lu Yanchen and Yan Miaoming so good, and they got married after only a few days of acquaintance?

He was still a little upset.

couldn't help but glance at Song Qingyu a few more times, as if she had something to say.

Song Qingyu knew him too well and knew what he was going to say, so he pretended not to see it.

It's better to leave the wedding to her.

She knew that Fu Wenzhou had never dared to toss because of her identity, so she never mentioned the wedding, but she knew better that he was looking forward to a grand wedding between the two more than her.

Changing the subject, he casually asked, "What have you been busy with lately?" ”

Fu Wenzhou: "...... It's nothing. ”

Song Qingyu raised his eyes to look at him, and the man lowered his eyes to look at him, with a frank face.

But Song Qingyu had an intuition that he had something to hide from her.

And from the recent early departure and late return, when he comes home every day, his brisk steps and smiling eyebrows are likely, there is a high probability that he is preparing something.

She thought in her heart, he wouldn't be like herself, secretly preparing for the wedding, right?

She pretended to be curious and asked, "You're not preparing for the wedding behind my back, are you?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were calm, "No." ”

Song Qingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Her subtle expression did not escape Fu Wenzhou's eyes, and he asked unhappily: "You don't seem to want to hold a wedding with me, why, am I so unsightly?" ”

The sour tone sounded funny, and Song Qingyu said perfunctorily: "How can it." ”

The man was too keen, and she was afraid that she would show her stuff for a while, so she hurriedly excused herself and went upstairs.

Fu Wenzhou only felt empty in his arms, staring at her in a hurry and running away resentfully, depressed.

Why does he think that his pomelo has something to hide from him?

He reflected deeply that he had been spending a lot less time at home recently.

The next day, after Song Qingyu had breakfast, she habitually got up, planning to send Fu Wenzhou out and try on the wedding dress by herself.

But Fu Wenzhou didn't mean to move after eating breakfast, and when he saw her standing next to her, he stepped forward to hold her hand, "Go for a walk in the yard?" ”

Song Qingyu was led by him for some reason and walked in the yard.

There was a strong smell of medicine coming from Yun Nian's courtyard, probably boiling medicine for her again.

Song Qingyu just smelled the smell of medicine, walking hand in hand in the courtyard, chatting about some inconsequential things.

Seeing that the time passed minute by minute, Song Qingyu couldn't help but ask, "You don't have to go to the company today?" ”

Fu Wenzhou: "I have nothing to do today and have a day off, so I happen to be at home with you." ’

"Oh." Song Qingyu asked again: "Isn't there anything else?" ”

Fu Wenzhou glanced at her faintly, "Yuyu, is this disgusted to stay at home?" ”

Song Qingyu: "...... No. ”

Fu Wenzhou suddenly approached, and he looked aggrieved just now, but at this time he looked at her with a smile: "Baby, are you hiding something from me?" ”

Song Qingyu took half a step back without a trace, and the phone rang just right.

She hurriedly picked it up, and it was Yan Miao.

She hurriedly put one hand against Fu Wenzhou's chest to stop him from approaching, and picked up the phone as she picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Miao's voice was excited: "Qingyu, where are you?" Didn't you make an appointment to go together......"

"I'll be right here!" Song Qingyu interrupted her, hung up the phone quickly, and looked apologetically at the man next to him who raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Ask me to go shopping in seconds, I'll go first." ”

She was in a good mood, smiled, and said a witty remark: "You should also go to the company, men have to make money to support their families." ”

Fu Wenzhou: "......"

Isn't he trying hard enough?

Go out and ask what he ranks in the capital?

Even if he raises ten, he can afford to raise her.

Song Qingyu was in a hurry, and it seemed that she couldn't wait, which was really rare, and it also made Fu Wenzhou realize that she was too tightly controlled, and he was usually not allowed to go there or there, which probably suffocated her.

Otherwise, people who have always been quiet go out to shop the watch street, as for being so excited?

——

"I said, old man, are you stupid? You obviously have something to hide from Miss Song. Liang Muchuan was sitting in Fu Wenzhou's office at this time, and after chatting about business, he began to solve Fu Shao's doubts every day.

He said with a serious face: "It's not that I don't believe in Miss Song's character, but the world of flowers outside is so exciting, she just goes out with others, what kind of good thing can she be with Yan Miao's girl every day?" ”

"Think about it, who is the most people around Yan Miao? There are the most male tall men, and the favorite of those children is Miss Song, who is not moved by the cold sister? And those boys are young and energetic, screaming one sister at a time, who can resist it? ”

Fu Wenzhou grabbed the tea he brought on the table and smashed it: "Shut your mouth." ”

But thinking of Song Qingyu's joy when he left in the morning, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He naturally believed in Song Qingyu, but he didn't believe in Yan Miao, and he didn't believe in other men.

I can't think about what kind of situation Song Qingyu is surrounded by a group of tall men chasing her and calling her sister.

He couldn't stand it just thinking about it.

Liang Muchuan made a zipper movement on his mouth, but after being quiet for less than a minute, he came up again and smiled cheaply: "There is still a possibility." ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyelids, and his eyes were cold.

Seeing that Liang Muchuan was under pressure in an instant, he didn't dare to joke anymore, cleared his throat seriously, and said, "What surprise is she preparing for you." ”

Fu Wenzhou's pupils twitched, thinking of Song Qingyu's temptation yesterday and this morning's mysterious appearance, his heart suddenly brightened.

But he didn't show a smile on his face, and glanced at Liang Muchuan opposite: "You'd better not lie to me." ”

With undisguised killing intent in his eyes, Liang Muchuan was stunned, and his face changed greatly: "What does this have to do with me, who did I recruit to provoke whom, and you are making trouble for me about your little couple?" ”

Fu Wenzhou directly asked the assistant to blast him out.

Liang Muchuan was still scolding when he went out, and he decided that he would not answer the conversation in the future, no matter what the surnamed Fu said.

What kind of people this is.

In the office, Fu Wenzhou had no intention of working anymore, so he made a phone call to Yan Shaoqin.

"What has your sister been doing lately?"

Yan Shaoqin on the other side took away his mobile phone and looked at the screen, and after confirming that it was Fu Wenzhou, he spoke: "What did you ask her to do?" ”

Fu Wenzhou said coldly: "That's what you say." ”

These two people surnamed Yan are really interesting, one used to think about his pomelo, and the other was unreliable, as annoying as Ruan Mingshen.

Yan Shaoqin hooked his lips, "It has nothing to do with you." ”

After saying that, he put the phone away.

In the next second, he received a photo from Fu Wenzhou.

A photo of his marriage certificate with Song Qingyu.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Yan Shaoqin took several deep breaths in a row, still feeling bad.

Every day, one or two came to block him.

Is it amazing to get married? If he wants to get married......

Jiang Xun's face suddenly appeared in his mind, he frowned slightly, and the ghost sent her number open.

Since Jiang Xun left yesterday, she hasn't sent a message, and the messages he sent in the past are like a stone sinking into the sea.

When Yan Shaoqin came back to his senses, the phone had already been dialed.

"Hello."

The call was not answered by Jiang Xun, but by a strange male voice.

Even if Yan Shaoqin looks at it with a critical eye, this person's voice is also a good one.

He said coldly: "I'm looking for Jiang Xun." ”

The person on the other side paused and said good-naturedly, "Wait a minute, she's going to take a bath." ”

Then Yan Shaoqin heard him raise his voice slightly: "Xiaoxun, there is a Mr. Yan who called you." ”

Jiang Xun's voice couldn't really be heard, only the man laughed, and said to Yan Shaoqin in a gentle tone: "Xiaoxun said to call you in a while." ”

Yan Shaoqin hummed and hung up.

When the secretary came in, what he saw was his gloomy face: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhang is here, and he is in Conference Room 2." ”

"yes, I see."

Yan Shaoqin got up, glanced at the phone, hesitated, and put the phone with him.

However, he held a meeting for two hours, and Jiang Xun's phone never came.