Chapter 24: Coquettish with Fu Guining
Zheng Miao hooked her lips and smiled lightly, hiding the disgust in her eyes: "Which other Mr. Fu can there be?" Fu Guining, of course. β
Yes, which other Mr. Fu can have? In the entire Beijing City, there is only one Fu Guining of the Fu family.
But isn't Zheng Miao the fiancΓ©e of the Lin family? Why did you go to Fu Guining's appointment at night? What's more, the rumored Fu Guining is not close to women.
Zheng Miao's words were full of suspicions, which aroused everyone's suspicion.
Someone followed suit: "Mr. Fu is drinking next door now, why don't you call Mr. Fu over to prove that what you said is true." Otherwise, we don't dare to cooperate with you with confidence. β
As soon as these words came out, many people echoed them.
But Zheng Miao had just annoyed Fu Guining, and she knew that Fu Guining would never help in this situation.
But the emotions of the crowd are becoming more and more excited, and the psychology of watching the excitement occupies the majority.
She smiled and said without changing her face: "The time I made an appointment with Mr. Fu is after the drinking party, if you go to disturb rashly now, it may not be appropriate." β
Zheng Miao was calm and light on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked. But she can't show it, otherwise she will really be exposed, and for the sake of now, she can only delay as much time as possible.
Hearing such prevarication, of course everyone refused to give up, even if Zheng Miao tried his best to stop them, it was still to no avail.
"Since you know Mr. Fu, he can always give you a few thin noodles, right? If you don't want to go, let's go over and ask Mr. Fu if he knows you. β
After saying this, everyone ran to the next door to watch the excitement.
Zheng Miao saw that this group of people was so persistent, so she had no choice but to follow.
She knew in her heart that now that things were so big, if Fu Guining really didn't cooperate with her, then these businesses would definitely not be negotiated.
In any case, she had to ask Fu Guining to help her.
Next door to the party is also a drinking party, but most of them are the top of the powerful society, and most of the secret transactions they carry out are not on the surface.
Fu Guining is among them, and there are countless people who want to step forward and stammer.
He sat on the sofa in the corner in a suit, and there was an air of no one approaching him. The swaying of the wine glass reflected his noble and indifferent face, as well as his chilling sharp eyes.
The fat man who was looking for fault at the beginning wanted to take the opportunity to please Fu Guining, so he ran up like a dog, but was stopped by the secretary.
He poked his head out, grinned, and the fat on his face was stacked layer after layer: "Mr. Fu, hello, I am Li Chenggong, the person in charge of the Li family." β
Without waiting for Fu Guining to speak, the secretary directly refused with a cold face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu is not available!" β
"No, no, no, I'm not here to talk about cooperation." The fat man hurriedly explained, and then pointed at Zheng Miao, who was belated, "This woman just said that she had an appointment with Mr. Fu, and I was worried that she was deceiving people in the name of Mr. Fu, so I came over to verify." β
Fu Guining didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of person who brushed his presence in front of him, but there was a group of people who were not afraid of death coaxing on the side.
A fierce aura rose in his eyes, like a beast imprisoned in a cage, as if he could rush out and tear the noisy people apart in the next second.
Frowning, his gloomy eyes swept over the heckling crowd, and the venue instantly fell silent.
Zheng Miao was a little uncomfortable with the sudden silence, and she said stubbornly: "...... Mr. Fu, hello. β
This familiar voice made the anger in Fu Guining's eyes dissipate a little, and his eyebrows were almost invisibly raised.
He turned his head and glanced at the woman in a white evening dress, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Thinking of the man's words just now, he withdrew his gaze and coldly spit out two words in his mouth: "Unfamiliar." β
This answer caused everyone to sigh for a while, and all kinds of disdainful eyes fell on Zheng Miao's face.
Zheng Miao's smile froze slightly, but what she cared about was not other people's eyes, what she cared about was that this business might fail.
At the end of the reception, Zheng Miao put on a shawl, and her eyes locked on Fu Guining's figure.
She grasped Fu Guining's arm familiarly, tightening it little by little.
Fu Guining glanced down and asked her in a deep voice, "What are you doing?" β
"Of course, I went home with Mr. Fu."
Zheng Miao blinked, leaned back to him, and the shawl on his shoulders slid halfway down, and the small dress was tightly wrapped around her, revealing the snow-white and rounded shoulders on her chest.
Fu Guining's expression changed, and he wanted to leave.
But Zheng Miao would give him this opportunity.
Her body was as soft as boneless against Fu Guining's body, and under the struggle, the shawl completely slipped down, and Fu Guining gave up.
In front of him, she slowly pulled up the shawl, and her movements were ambiguous.
Zheng Miao admired Fu Guining's cold expression, she hooked her lips, and her voice softened: "You kissed me!" Can't I go home with you? β
Her slender fingers touched her lips, and her lower lip still had marks of being bitten by Fu Guining.
Fu Guining still looked unfazed, "No." β
Zheng Miao stomped her feet angrily, and a faint pink climbed on her cheeks.
How could this man be like this!
She shook Fu Guining's arm and said coquettishly: "I'm a girl, it's not safe to go home so late, Mr. Fu will send me back." β