Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Cheng Nuo's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't. Apart from being a little resentful, she could still understand what he did.

What I don't understand is that he might be using her!

What he said and what he did are clearly contradictory.

Cheng Nuo looked at Yang Zhihao coldly: "It turns out that in your eyes, my father's things are not just relics, and they are insignificant to you. Then I really shouldn't blame him for considering my father's things as unimportant."

After finishing speaking, she ignored him again, no matter how much he apologized after him, she would not listen to a word.

Until the secretary next to Yang Zhihao ran up to him with his mobile phone in his hand, judging from his posture, he must have been entangled in a woman's phone call. He called "Baby" affectionately, and glanced at Cheng Nuo who was walking further and further away from time to time. .

After confirming that she could not hear at all, he straightened his back and explained to the people over there.

Cheng Nuo didn't care about his love debts, but he didn't expect that after walking for a while, he would bump into Fu Chenxi who had stopped and waited for them. He didn't know when he stopped?And the gloomy eyes still fell on her.

The originally warm sunshine also became chilly.

He said quietly: "Mrs. Yang, congratulations, when are you going to invite Fu to a wedding?"

Although he didn't want to tell her the truth, he thought that no matter what his purpose was, she was rescued from prison by him, so he didn't want to hide it from him: "If you think too much, the relationship between me and him is the same as that between you and me." There is no difference!"

"Thinking too much? Do you?" Fu Chenxi smiled casually: "It doesn't matter if you think too much or not. You don't need to explain to me what relationship you have with him, and I have no obligation to listen to your explanation. Don't think too much about yourself. .”

His words made Cheng Nuo gnash his teeth angrily.

If she hadn't looked at the kindness that she knew was false and treated him a little bit more politely, he would have been better off and slapped her nose.

She took a deep breath and smiled back: "Fu Chenxi, I, Cheng Nuo, am not a passionate person, and I have always known that our relationship is as insignificant as you said, but I am glad that it is because I know this that I am Only then can I not be seduced by you, a wolf in sheep's clothing, after revealing your true face!"

After finishing the sentence, Cheng Nuo teased again: "What about Mr. Big Big Wolf? You didn't get any sheep, are you disappointed?"

Although her words were tactful, she vividly described the relationship between the two of them before.

Fu Chenxi snorted and looked at her indifferently: "So are you beaming or lazy?"

Why in his eyes, both sheep are male?

Cheng Nuo shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter which sheep I am, it doesn't matter to Mr. Fu, because no matter how good Mr. Fu's acting skills are, he can't get rid of the ending of not eating the sheep."

Thinking about it this way, she was rather proud. He, who has always been good at calculating, would never have thought that there would be a day when he would miss it!

Just as Cheng Nuo was still complacent, he caught someone's hot eyes from top to bottom.

Cheng Nuo glared at his slightly playful gaze that stayed in front of her, and immediately covered his chest: "Fu Chenxi, put away your beastly gaze."

A certain person rolled his eyes, and said with disdain: "Sheep eat grass and are milked. I don't know if Miss Cheng's description is appropriate!" After finishing speaking, he walked away calmly. up.

Cheng Nuo stomped his feet in a rage. The guy seemed to be mocking him, but he was clearly cursing her. He must be cursing her for not having milk in the future. She really wanted to jump up and slap him on the back of his head.

After Yang Zhihaokuan took good care of the flowers and plants outside, he followed Fu Chenxi to Wanming Tower, and a table of food was just served.

What Cheng Nuo couldn't figure out was what was going on with Yang Zhihao?
It's fine if you don't pull her to sit next to him, but you have to pretend to be intimate with her in front of Fu Chenxi.

Cheng Nuo watched as he blew on the vegetables in his mouth, and then handed them to her mouth. She almost had the urge to overturn the whole table.

However, this guy still said with a smile on his face: "Baby, eat slowly, it's a bit hot!"

Just listening to it makes her sick, so she has no appetite.

If she hadn't thought about the charity auction tomorrow night, she would have gotten up and left.

Cheng Nuo pushed him away with one hand and was about to put the food in her mouth. Thinking that it might be stained with his saliva from kissing countless women's mouths, he was horrified and refused directly: "I don't like this, you take it away."

Yang Zhihao refused, holding a bowl in one hand and feeding a three-year-old child with vegetables in the other: "Baby, picky eaters are not good for your health. Look, you got tired after a while last night. How can you not supplement your nutrition?" .”

I don't know why?
The same thing, done by different people, always has a very different feeling.

Cheng Nuo frowned stubbornly: "Yang Zhihao, you can't finish it. I said I don't want to eat, but I just don't want to eat."

Yang Zhihao could only compromise and put down the bowls and chopsticks: "Oh baby, don't be angry, I just don't feed it, so don't be angry, okay? Anger can easily lead to endocrine disorders and acne."

Cheng Nuo gritted his teeth and said in a volume that could only be heard by the two of them: "What the hell are you endocrine disorders!"

Yang Zhihao patted her hand under the table with a warm smile, signaling to be safe and not to be impatient.

Cheng Nuo felt that his head was caught by the door, so he chose to go on a boat with him and took his hand up from under the table.

This guy slapped her leg directly, and Cheng Nuo roared angrily, "Can you calm down?"

Can you blurt out a sentence calmly, the atmosphere in the private room was inexplicably rendered a bit ambiguous, because as soon as the words fell, it was Cheng Nuo who moved a lot towards Fu Chenxi with the stool.

Yang Zhihao stared straight at her, thinking that this dead girl must be too unreserved subconsciously!
To actually hook up with Fu Chenxi in front of him, even though they are fake, this is not appropriate!

With a stiff expression, he pulled her over who was holding the stool forcefully, and said with a smile on his lips: "No, who made me like our little Nuonuo the most?"

Cheng Nuo's ass was on Cheng Nuo's lips, but she swallowed the words back when she realized her mistake just now.

On the other hand, Fu Chenxi, who was sitting on the other side of her, was sipping tea contentedly, with an elegant and dignified smile, as if even if he was holding a beggar bowl in his hand, he could give the illusion of a glass cup shining brightly under the light.

He was calm, completely ignoring their squabbles, looking like an eminent monk who has broken through the world of mortals.

But rather than saying that he is an eminent monk, it is better to say that he is a deceptive bone spirit.

After a while, Fu Chenxi suddenly mentioned work matters to Yang Zhihao. Hearing what they said over and over again, Cheng Nuo got a general idea that Fu Chenxi's company should be the supplier of Yang Zhihao's company.

So Yang Zhihao counted as his client.

Cheng Nuo was not interested in any information that had nothing to do with her father, and she could finally take the opportunity to go out to catch her breath while they were talking about work.

During the period, she called Gu Lanzhi and asked him to finish his work and come to pick her up and go back to Haicheng.

What she didn't expect was that as soon as she hung up the phone, she saw Fu Chenxi lazily leaning against the wall, staring at the fireworks at her fingertips from the mirror of the sink.

He just looked at the flickering stars on his fingertips without taking a sip, it was very weird.