Your Miss Su is blackened

Su Guan's eyes turned back and landed on the man's face, the corners of his lips tugged lightly: "Didn't you ignore me?"

He looked at her, but it didn't just look at her superficially, it seemed to be examining her.

She didn't want to play this kind of endurance game with him, so she glanced at him and said dislikedly: "Are you okay?! It's okay, get out of the way!"

The man moved his lips: "Go back to have breakfast, and I will drive you to the company later."

Su Wan raised her hand, pointed her watch at the man, and tapped it twice: "How dare I eat at this time? The last time Mr. Fu caught me late last time, it was just a lesson. Even if I starve to death today, I won’t dare to be late again for the meeting with the senior management of Kyushu International.”

When she spoke, she deliberately elongated her tone, insinuating and accusing him of his crimes between words, feeling a burst of joy in her heart.

Hearing her words, Fu Moxing frowned, and finally said: "I won't teach you a lesson today, go back to eat."

Seeing that his attitude had eased a little, and he stopped putting on a show, Su Wan felt a little better.

Instead, she herself began to push her nose to her face.

The woman curled her hair in her hands, smiled at him, and said rather arrogantly: "Aunt An's food is probably cold, I want to eat steamed stuffed buns and spicy soup today, and you can find a breakfast place on the way later." Buy it for me to eat."

After saying that, she went to look at Fu Moxing's expression.

With a calm face, he only raised his chin towards the black Bentley parked next to him: "Go and take my car."

This is undoubtedly an attitude of tacit approval.

Su Wan was very satisfied. With an "oh", she put her hand on the man's forearm and got out of the car with his strength.

Fu Moxing's eyes darkened gradually by her natural actions.

When Su Guan was about to walk towards the black Bentley, someone grabbed his wrist and pushed him against the car.

This is undoubtedly what Fu Moxing did.

He was much taller than her. At this moment, the man looked down at her, his eyes were deep, it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, and he didn't say a word of nonsense.

Su Wan's wrist hurt from being pinched, and he frowned, "What do you mean?"

Fu Moxing's thin lips opened and closed: "Restrain your bad temper, understand?"

"You should restrain yourself!" She scolded him unceremoniously.

After finishing speaking, it seemed that I was not satisfied, and continued to slander: "You are the one who is angry, making trouble for yourself, and spreading your anger on me, squeezing me at night so that I can't sleep well, like a woman who cares about every detail and engages in a cold war, I It's the first time I've seen such a narrow-minded man who took the initiative to talk to you and ignored me."

After the words were finished, Su Guan snorted coldly, turned her face away, and refused to look at him.

Fu Moxing pinched her chin, straightened her head, forced her to look at him, and asked, "Why am I angry, don't you know?"

"I know, you want to see me jealous, but those two women don't look like you at first glance, I, Mrs. Fu, is so good, you still didn't like me two years ago, let alone the difference of [-] yuan from me Those two from Eight Thousand Miles, at first glance, you can tell that they are not at the same level of aesthetics as you. You are not blind, and I know it in my heart. Maybe I'll go up and tear her up in a minute."

When "Su Ling'er" was mentioned, Su Wan glanced at the man intentionally or unintentionally.

But he has always been difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, and now his face is even more meticulous, making it impossible for people to see the slightest difference.

She expressed dislike for his unresponsive state, and felt displeased, so she asked again without stopping: "If I tear Su Ling'er apart, will you help her bully me?"