Zhou Qianyu didn't say anything, but his eyes narrowed unconsciously.
He had been with Zhou Qianyu for so many years and knew that he was holding back anger and signs of danger.
Murong Ziyu brought out the dishes.
She saw Fu Yue sitting next to Kyle and raised a smile. After a while, the dishes were served.
Fu Yue looked at the dishes on the table. They were all delicious, tasty, and looked like a restaurant. Some of them were wrapped in tinfoil and placed in arranged basins. They were very delicate.
"Xiao Ai, what major do you study?" Murong Ziyu asked.
"Film, Television and Aesthetics."
"Which university are you from? Looking at you, have you just graduated?" Murong Ziyu continued to ask.
"My grades were not very good when I was a child, so my brother sent me to study abroad. I came back so rich that I even forgot the name of my school," Fu Yue said cheerfully.
"That's right, I thought you also graduated from Harvard University." Murong Ziyu said with a smile.
When Fu Yue heard this, she knew that this was Murong Ziyu's disguised praise of herself.
"Haha, when I was studying, my mind was wandering and I couldn't concentrate. When the teacher was in class, I was thinking about where to have fun and where to eat. Anyway, in the end, the only thing I could pass was physical education.
My brother originally wanted to send me to a sports school, but he was worried that I would hit someone when I came out, so he insisted on not letting me learn martial arts or something like that."
Zhou Qianyu thought she was sincere.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Murong Ziyu asked.
Fu Yue raised her eyebrows, this question...
Does she have it or not?
Fu Yue secretly looked at Zhou Qianyu's face, wanting to observe him before giving an answer.
But Zhou Qianyu remained calm, and it was clear what he was thinking.
"You look like this, you feel very embarrassed." Murong Ziyu said softly.
"In the past, after dating, but later on, didn't I go abroad? That, um... that's it." Fu Yue said ambiguously.
It's not a lie if she says this.
This is what she and Zhou Qianyu are like.
"So that's it, where is he from? Maybe he doesn't have a girlfriend now." Murong Ziyu said with a smile.
"Haha." Fu Yue laughed twice.
He has it, it’s you.
"Is Ziyu's cooking skills good?" Zhou Qianyu asked, his eyes locked on Fu Yue.
"It's not bad, it's delicious, it's very good. I think it's better than a five-star chef." Fu Yue spared no effort to praise.
Zhou Qianyu didn't feel very happy or comfortable listening to Fu Yue's praise, so he struck her and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Shit, it can't be put on the table at all. Just mentioning it makes me want to vomit." Fu Yue said nonchalantly.
Zhou Qianyu complained to himself when he saw her light and airy appearance.
The fist he threw seemed to hit cotton, which made him even more unhappy.
"You clearly know what you're doing is not good, but you still don't learn from it, and you act like it's just a matter of course." Zhou Qianyu complained.
"Why should I study? Manager Murong knows it, because you like her. As your fiancée, she meets your standards. My future husband will not need me to cook." Fu Yue raised a smile.
Zhou Qianyu narrowed his eyes and spoke in a very bad tone. "Do you think someone like you can find a husband?"
Fu Yue heard his warning.
If he tells her that she is Fu Yue.
She is now burdened with two lives, and she probably won't be able to get out of prison. Indeed, she can't find her husband.
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When Kyle saw her like that, he lowered his eyebrows and looked pitiful. He felt very cute and felt pity for her. He gave her a mutton chop and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook. You can cook now."
There are a lot of men, and you can also find nannies, some of whom specialize in cooking."
Fu Yue looked at him.
Kyle looked at her gurgling eyes and said, "My nanny knows how to cook. My mother never cooks anything."
The corners of Fu Yue's mouth raised slightly.
Zhou Qianyu held the chopsticks tightly, with great strength, and the big veins were obvious.
"Fu Yue, we don't need you here anymore, you can leave." Zhou Qianyu directly issued an eviction order.
Fu Yue was eager to leave early.
She put down the mutton chops, washed her hands, immediately took her bag, and left Murong Ziyu's place.
Murong Ziyu saw Fu Yue leaving from here, and asked Zhou Qianyu in confusion: "Do you have a grudge against her? The little girl also wants to save face, so you just drive her away like this?"
"She needs face?" Zhou Qianyu was unhappy, looked at Kyle, and frowned, "Why are you so nice to her? Are you interested in her?"
Kyle nodded and smiled. "I had a crush on her when I met her on the plane, but she ignored me. I didn't expect to see her again. You can contact her later.
Give me the way."
Zhou Qianyu felt like he was going to explode.
How come she always encounters such messy things on the plane? Last time it was her bullshit classmate, and this time it was Kyle again.
"Don't associate with her, I don't like her very much. She is the sister of my enemy." Zhou Qianyu said.
"You should seek revenge against your enemy. Why are you embarrassing his sister? She is still a little girl. You can eat. It's so late and it seems hard to take a taxi here. I'll go see her."
Get up.
Zhou Qianyu felt as if a rock had been moved and hit his feet hard.
"Forget it, you go ahead and eat, I'll go take a look." Zhou Qianyu stood up.
Murong Ziyu was shocked and stood up too, asking in confusion: "Qian Yu, aren't you going to eat?"
"I won't eat. You treat my friend well, Scar, and take him to the hotel after he finishes eating. You are not familiar with country A. You don't know where you got the courage to run around." Zhou Qianyu's next words were scolding.
Kyle's.
He goes out.
Fu Yue got lost in the community.
The small bungalows here all look the same.
She didn't know how to get to the main road outside, and she didn't meet any pedestrians on the road.
She thought of a way to use her mobile phone to locate a beauty salon on the road, so that she would know roughly which direction she should walk in.
Zhou Qianyu saw Fu Yue walking in front of him while looking at his cell phone.
He drove over, opened the car window, and ordered: "Get in the car."
Fu Yue actually didn't want to go.
However, Zhou Qianyu asked her to get in the car, and even if she didn't want to, she still had to get in.
Fu Yue sat in the passenger seat and noticed that Zhou Qianyu was in a bad mood.
She didn't speak either.
All the way to the Prince's Mansion.
Fu Yue got off the car.
Not only did he not leave, he also got out of the car and followed her to the elevator entrance.
Fu Yue glanced at him and reminded: "I'm here."
"Stop talking." Zhou Qianyu seemed to be suppressing his anger, his face full of gloom.
Fu Yue took a breath and adjusted her mood. The elevator arrived and she walked into the elevator.
Zhou Qianyu also walked into the elevator.
She opened the door and entered the room. As soon as she stepped in, he pushed her directly against the wall.
Before she could react, he had already kissed her forcefully...