Before nine o'clock, there was a steady stream of vehicles on the asphalt road, and a silver Maserati with a license plate starting with "A" was the most eye-catching.

Fu Wenzhou sat in the car, opened the window, and let the cool breeze flow in. He urged in a hoarse voice: "Fu Nan, drive faster."

Fu Nan was told to speed up, but in the city center, many intersections had speed limits, so Fu Nan couldn't go any faster even if he wanted to.

Just as Fu Nan was about to step on the accelerator, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him. He turned the steering wheel suddenly, stepped on the brakes and stopped at the intersection.

Fu Wenzhou's body leaned forward a little due to inertia, and his straight nose hit the seat in front of him, and his eyebrows suddenly tightened.

Fu Nan held the steering wheel in his hand and turned around and said: "Mr. Fu, there is someone blocking the road ahead."

Fu Wenzhou looked unhappy. He was dressed in black, tall and tall, and his eyes as dark as stars exuded a cold and indifferent light.

"Go and have a look." The man opened his mouth slightly, and there was a ding on WeChat. He lowered his eyes and glanced down. The iceberg-like coldness on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace. The corners of his lips were raised unconsciously, and his eyebrows showed a little tenderness.

Fu Wenzhou directly dialed the number back.

"Miss me?"

While Song Qingyou was processing the documents, she chuckled and said, "Aren't you hanging out in the bar with Gu Bai and the others? Why are the surroundings so quiet?"

Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly: "The office has been dismissed early. We will be on the road and run into some trouble. We may get home late."

Hearing him talk about trouble, Song Qingyou couldn't help but frown slightly: "What's wrong? Isn't it a rear-end collision?"

"No." Fu Wenzhou said in a low voice: "Someone stopped the car. Fu Nan went to take a look. Don't worry."

Song Qingyou closed the document and asked doubtfully: "Who would stop a car on the road? Be careful. Do you want me to go over?"

Fu Wenzhou couldn't help but chuckle: "Sister, do you really think of me as a child?"

His voice was low and lazy, with an upward pitch at the end, as if he was teasing or teasing.

There is a sense of nonchalance.

Song Qingyou is a voice control, and I have to say that this magnetic voice whispering in the ear is really exciting.

Sometimes in bed, when Song Qingyou got into the mood, she would ask Fu Wenzhou to call her sister.

Song Qingyou often reaches the peak among those sisters.

Thinking of some scenes that she shouldn't think about, Song Qingyou's ears felt slightly hot, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her ears to cool down, "Well, then you... you come back as soon as possible."

Fu Wenzhou looked at the phone call that was hung up in a hurry, his lips curled up, and he couldn't bear to look away from the phone screen.

After two seconds, he took back his phone, his face turned cold again, he opened the door and got off the car.

Fu Nan just happened to lead someone over.

"Little Mr. Fu, this person said he has something important to do with you."

Xu Qingran walked from behind Fu Nan to the front, her hands hanging on both sides were clenched into balls, and there was a fine layer of sweat on her palms. Although she was very scared, she still mustered up the courage to say: "Little... Mr. Fu, do you still remember me?"

?”

Fu Wenzhou squinted his eyes lazily and met Xu Qingran's eyes inquiringly: "Forgot."

He didn't want to waste time here, so he looked at Fu Nan and turned around to get in the car.

Xu Qingran was a little anxious and reached out to block the car door: "Mr. Fu, I'm Xu Qingran. We met in a bar before. Your friend said that your wife and I look similar. Have you really forgotten?"

Fu Wenzhou had indeed forgotten it just now, but now she was reminded of it.

There were several sneers in his chest, and his eyes were unruly: "Go back and take a pee and take a look at yourself."

Xu Qingran's face turned red when he was so rudely humiliated, but her body stubbornly refused to move away: "I have no other intention, I just hope you will remember me. I have something here. Can you help me give it to your wife?"

?”

Xu Qingran rummaged through her bag as she spoke, and quickly took out a jade pendant and handed it to Fu Wenzhou: "I went to the Song family to find Miss Song, but she didn't want to see me. I squatted in the night for many days before I got to yours, please.

, can you do me this favor?"

Fu Wenzhou put his hands in his trouser pockets, his posture was casual, and his tone was cold: "If you don't get out of the way, I will have someone drive over you."

The other party said harsh words but still looked calm and relaxed, just like talking about what to eat tonight.

Xu Qingran was frightened, and her eyes were dull for a moment. Before she could react, her body was lifted open by the man. The force was so strong that Xu Qingran staggered several steps, and the jade pendant in her hand fell to the ground.

Xu Qingran hurriedly knelt down to pick up the jade pendant, and wiped the dirt on the jade pendant distressedly.

When she looked up again, the man had already gotten into the car.

Fu Nan said in a slightly cold tone: "Please get out of the way."

Xu Qingran was carrying a backpack, her eyes were wet with tears, she was holding the jade pendant in her hands, and silently moved out of the way.

Fu Wenzhou was indifferent to other people's tears and rolled up the car window ruthlessly.

Out of sight, out of mind.

After returning home, Fu Wenzhou strode upstairs, looking for Song Qingyou everywhere.

In the study, Song Qingyou was looking at the computer screen and flipping through documents: "Well, the profit for this quarter is not bad. I hope everyone will continue to work hard. I still invite everyone to a meeting so late. The overtime pay will be tripled. I will take an extra half day off on Friday to make up for it."

Everyone on the screen smiled and clapped their hands and praised Mr. Song for his magnanimity.

Song Qingyou smiled and said, "That's it for today's meeting. Everyone, please go to bed early."

After turning off the video conference, Song Qingyou raised her eyes and looked at the tall and long-legged man at the door: "Come here."

Fu Wenzhou walked over.

Song Qingyou hooked her fingers at him, and Fu Wenzhou bent down and put his head towards him.

Song Qingyou rubbed the wolf's tail heavily for several times. It felt good. She nodded with satisfaction: "You're so good."

Fu Wenzhou picked up Song Qingyou, sat on the chair, and placed Song Qingyou on his lap face to face, holding her slender waist with his big hands.

He likes this posture very much.

Song Qingyou was almost used to being hugged by him, and her fingertips reached for the blue diamond next to his ear: "Did you encounter any trouble on the road?"

"There's someone blocking the car, and it's Xu Qingran." Fu Wenzhou looked at Song Qingyou's face halfway through the sentence, and seeing that she showed no signs of getting angry, he dared to continue: "I even forgot about this person, so I just came up and

I stopped my car and asked me for help. I asked me to give you something."

There was no emotion in Song Qingyou's eyes: "Oh, did you bring it?"

Fu Wenzhou shook his head: "She went to the Song family to look for you, but you didn't see her, which means you didn't want to see her, and you didn't want to see the things she sent. And she was too annoyed. When she came over, I pushed her away.

"

Song Qingyou's beautiful eyes raised slightly, and the corners of her lips curved into a slight smile, "Fu Wenzhou, you have a good moral character."

Fu Wenzhou said seriously: "That's natural, after all... I'm afraid of my wife."
Chapter completed!