Young master, your vest fell off

"I'm used to it." Fu Miaomiao put down the water glass, "You came to see me, what's the matter?"

"Does it have to be something to find you?" Chu Junyuan asked back.

This is the sentence again.

Fu Miaomiao really didn't know what she and Chu Junyuan had to say when they were free.

Chu Junyuan smiled, "I remember that Mr. Situ told me that there is no competition between him and me, nor will we stand on opposite sides, so we can be friends, can't we?"

"Actually, there's no need to be friends." Fu Miaomiao pretended to be joking, "After all, you also know that on the surface, we are still on opposite sides."

"That's true." Chu Junyuan agreed with this sentence.

He knew why Chu Huaishu and Bai Qiuyun came back to Situ Han.

But I don't know why Situ Han came back.

"By the way..." Chu Junyuan leaned back on the sofa, habitually played with the ring on his index finger, and asked casually, "What's the matter with you and Chu Junyang?"

"Huh?" Fu Miaomiao was a little surprised.

What happened to her and Chu Junyang?
What did Chu Junyuan know?

Chu Junyuan could see Fu Miaomiao's doubts, and said with a smile: "I heard that you brought lunch for Chu Junyang today, but you came out after a while, did something unpleasant happen?"

"No." Fu Miaomiao shook her head, paused, and continued, "It's just that he molested you."

Chu Junyuan nodded with a smile, "Junyang is like that, don't mind."

"Why don't you mind? He's just out of his mind." Fu Miaomiao lowered her eyes, put away the real emotions in her eyes, and then complained, "I just came here. I wanted to build a good relationship with everyone. Yesterday I met Seeing him, he saw me delivering lunch to Situ Han, and asked me to bring him some, and ordered dumplings."

Speaking of this, Fu Miaomiao couldn't help rolling her eyes again, looking very angry, "In the end, he said to me that it's not as delicious as dumplings. You should know what the last sentence of this sentence is. He even said to himself My sister-in-law is molested, and you still tell me not to mind?"

There was a smile in Chu Junyuan's eyes, this was the first time he heard Fu Miaomiao say these words to him.

"What's the matter with him? Is he the kind of person he is, or is he targeting me?" Fu Miaomiao asked angrily.

"To be honest, does that count as speaking ill of people behind their backs?" Chu Junyuan smiled and shook his head, "Just ignore him, he's always been like this."

"I don't think Chu Junyi is like this kind of person. Their brothers are really different." Fu Miaomiao glanced at Chu Junyuan from the corner of her eye, and then said, "Second Uncle and the others don't care about him?"

"Junyang really went too far this time, even knowing that you are Mr. Situhan's fiancée." Chu Junyuan poured water on him, "But you really don't have to take it to heart, Junyang has always loved to play, even if he is the second Uncle can't control it, I'll teach him a lesson for you another day."

"Forget it, the second uncle can't control him." Fu Miaomiao curled her lips, "I will try to stay away from him as much as possible in the future, but after all, we are a family, and we will definitely see each other often in the future. Chu and I Junyang had a bit of trouble today. I lost my temper, and now I regret it a little. I don’t know if Chu Junyang will file a complaint with the second uncle. How is the second uncle? Will he be angry with me? ?”

"How could it be?" Chu Junyuan's lips curled slightly, "Second Uncle won't care about the younger generation, and it's not your fault, it's Chu Junyang's fault."

"Is Second Uncle okay?" Fu Miaomiao's fan-like eyelashes flickered slightly, and her expression seemed indifferent, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The smile in Chu Junyuan's eyes deepened slightly, he looked at Fu Miaomiao silently for a while, and asked directly: "You seem to be very interested in the second uncle."

Fu Miaomiao's expression stiffened, "I..."

"What do you want to know?" Chu Junyuan became serious, "Miaomiao, you can ask me directly."

"I..." Fu Miaomiao stared fixedly at Chu Junyuan, wondering if she could trust this person.

Chu Junyuan also knew that Fu Miaomiao didn't believe him, it was human nature.

"Okay, come to me when you want to talk, I'll go back to my room first, and I won't disturb your practice."

Fu Miaomiao blinked and nodded.

She watched Chu Junyuan go out, keeping her eyes on the door.

If it was Chu Huaili who killed Yu Fengyin, Chu Junyuan would naturally not know about it.

But now she and Situ Han don't have any evidence, if they can learn something about Chu Huaili from Chu Junyuan, it will be a good breakthrough.

It's just that she hasn't decided whether to cooperate with Chu Junyuan or not.

Fu Miaomiao closed her eyes, put the matter aside temporarily, got up and continued to practice dance steps.

Situ Han came back after three o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Fu Miaomiao sitting on the sofa, holding a laptop in his hand, frowning, not knowing what he was looking at.

"I thought you were practicing dancing." Situ Han took off his coat as he walked towards Fu Miaomiao, hung the coat on the back of the sofa, and sat down beside Fu Miaomiao.

His eyes fell on the computer screen, and Situ Han saw that Fu Miaomiao was reading information about Chu Huaili.

He raised his hand and took the computer away from Fu Miaomiao.

"What are you doing?" Fu Miaomiao frowned, reaching for the computer.

"Don't look at it." Situ Han locked the screen of the computer and threw it on the coffee table, "It's so easy to find out, it's not Chu Huaili."

"Because it's not easy to investigate, so I can't let go of a little clue." Fu Miaomiao's brows became thicker and tighter, "There are information on everyone around Chu Huaili. I want to see if there is anything suspicious."

"Do you think that if he did it, he would still keep that person by his side?" Situ Han patted Fu Miaomiao's thigh lightly, "Miaomiao, I know you are in such a hurry because of me, but can you stop doing this?" Brazenly investigate Chu Huaili?"

Fu Miaomiao looked into Situ Han's eyes, nodded silently, "I know, I will pay attention in the future."

"I'm worried about you." With a heavy voice, Situ Han raised his hand and pulled Fu Miaomiao into his arms, "Miaomiao, I said I can't let you take risks. If something happens to you, I'd rather never know the truth. Don't let me I regret bringing you here."

"I know, I won't act rashly in the future." Fu Miaomiao snuggled into Situ Han's arms, "I won't do anything to worry you again."

Situ Han squeezed Fu Miaomiao's shoulder, "Okay, let's go to dance practice."

"En." Fu Miaomiao nodded, got up and went to the practice room with Situ Han.

With the level of tacit understanding between the two, a waltz is naturally proficient soon.

But in fact, Fu Miaomiao didn't care about the opening dance.

At night, when lying on the bed, Fu Miaomiao was still thinking about what Chu Junyuan said today.

Should she ask Chu Junyuan for help?