Kiss her 90,000 times

After this illness, Shi Wan became a lot more perverse.

At least talking to Fu Conglin is not so harsh, and sometimes I still can't help but want to take the limelight.

Fu Conglin didn't care about her, and when he got angry, he pinched her chin to warn her, and told her not to make trouble anymore with a cold face.

Shi Wan retorted, leave me alone.

Fu Conglin sneered, I rarely talk to you.

Turning around or placing people properly and securely.

After being discharged from the hospital, the traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning the body was continued, but Shi Wan insisted not to drink it.

Fu Conglin didn't speak, just looked at her coldly.

Forcibly, her arrogance died down.

Unconvinced with a stiff neck, Meng Zhang brought over the traditional Chinese medicine again, but Shi Wan still held her nose and drank it.

In the end, Meng Zhang handed her a bag of candies, saying that Mr. Fu told her.

Shi Wan's face twitched in pain, her eyes were reddened, and she ate the candy as if admitting herself.

A few days later, Duan Suhua called Fu Conglin.

Recently, the man frowned reflexively when he saw his mother's phone number, and answered helplessly, but it was not to urge him to return to Jiangcheng.

Instead, there were other things he was told to do.

"You're still on board, just for convenience, Yingying's plane lands on board tonight, and she says she's going to visit her teacher, who doesn't know her place well, so you pick her up and send her there, and then treat her to a good meal." A meal is also a way to show the friendship of the landlord, do you hear me?"

Fu Conglin wondered what kind of landlord friendship he was doing, who Yingying was, and what kind of opportunity he would take, and he was not in a hurry.

On the mouth, he said: "Mom, this is too sudden, I am very busy, at work..."

"I believe you? You are busy and you have time to hang around that woman with the surname Shi. Yingying is my half-goddaughter, that is, your sister. What's wrong with you as an older brother to pick her up!?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Duan Suhua unceremoniously. The other party was a little agitated, especially when Shi Wan was mentioned.

This kinship is here again.

Fu Conglin heard that his mother's tone was not good, and was afraid that she would be angry if she spoke again.

When he didn't speak, Duan Suhua also paused, and after a moment of relaxation, he said softly: "Cong Lin, just treat it as my mother asking you, okay?"

Most of the men in the Fu family are strong and domineering. Duan Suhua has pushed his son a little bit hard in the past few days, and he is afraid that it will backfire, so he changed his method.

Fu Conglin didn't say whether it was good or bad, but only responded with a low "hmm".

Duan Suhua was overjoyed, but also concerned about his recent state, and was perfunctory by Fu Conglin.

The call hastily ended.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Conglin received the flight news from Duan Suhua on the phone.

Fu Conglin glanced at it and handed it over to Meng Zhang.

It's just picking up people, as long as you can pick up whoever you can pick up, it's the same.

……

I don't know if it's because of the traditional Chinese medicine or because Shi Wan's meals are arranged properly, but she looks particularly good recently.

Even Momo couldn't help boasting: "Sister Wanwan, I think you've become more beautiful again!"

Shi Wan smiled, "Could it be that I wasn't pretty before?"

Momo hurriedly shook her head, today Shi Wan's makeup was light and familiar, and her frown and frown were full of amorous feelings, Momo blushed and her heart beat when she saw it, "You have always been beautiful, but you seem to be in a good mood recently, compared to a while ago condition is much better.”

Maybe Shi Wan didn't feel it herself, but others could see it clearly.

When it was time to finish work, Shi Wan was preparing for the last scene, and the mobile phone next to her rang. She apologized to Dai Xun, and the other party motioned for her to please, Shi Wan walked over to pick up the mobile phone, and looked down at the new hair news.

【Come to pick you up at night to go out for dinner. 】

Followed by a very familiar smile.

Shi Wan watched, deleted and deleted the text on the keyboard, and finally replied with an "oh" indifferently.

The other party is not replying.

Shi Wan put away her mobile phone and handed it to Momo for safekeeping. She turned around and got into the plot. She acted skillfully and seriously, and the last scene went very fast.

Just after eight o'clock in the evening, the filming was over.

Momo came up and handed her the phone, "Sister Wanwan, someone sent you a WeChat message earlier."

Shi Wan remained calm, "I see."

I didn't rush to look at it, I put my phone aside, and started to pack my things and go back.

Momo followed beside her, "Sister Wanwan, shall I take you back directly later? You haven't eaten before, so why don't you go back after eating outside?"

Shi Wan: "Don't bother, someone has asked me out."

Momo smiled teasingly and was very excited.

Quietly asked: "Did Young Master Fu ask you out?"

Shi Wan tapped her forehead lightly, "Gossiping, pack everything up and go."

Momo grinned.

After getting into the babysitter's car and sitting down, Shi Wan took out her phone to watch.

At 07:30, two messages from Fu Conglin.

[I have something to do, so I can't come. 】

[The location of the restaurant is reserved, you can go if you want. 】

Shi Wan was still in high spirits when suddenly a bucket of cold water was poured on her from head to toe, and she lost her mind.

Momo turned her head and asked, "Sister Wanwan, do you want to take you to a place to eat? Or is Young Master Fu coming to pick you up?"

Shi Wan exited the chat page, hooked up her phone, closed her eyes to rest, and said in a cold voice, "Go back directly."

Knowing that I have something to ask her out for dinner, and saying that she has given people hope is disappointing.

Isn't he the same way.

There is still a place in the restaurant, who is it for?She doesn't care about this meal or two.

The good mood was completely ruined, Shi Wan frowned impatiently.

Momo sneaked a look at her, seeing that she was not in a good mood, so she didn't ask any more questions, and sat quietly.

……

As soon as Meng Zhang received the so-called Yingying on the front foot, Duan Suhua called Fu Conglin again on the back foot, asking him to book a good restaurant to entertain Yingying.

Fu Conglin bluntly said that he was not free.

He had already made an appointment with Shi Wan in advance.

Duan Suhua's attitude was also very tough, "Cong Lin, you know how the Xie family has a relationship with us, your father and Xie father have also been friends for decades, you can't be so willful."

Probably knowing that Fu Conglin would not agree, Duan Suhua blocked all the friendship from the previous generation.

After a while, I heard the man say indifferently: "I see, Mom."

Meng Zhang obeyed Fu Conglin's arrangement, and turned around to send Xie Anying to the restaurant he had decided on.

When getting out of the car, Meng Zhang wanted to take what was in the woman's hand, but the woman refused with a magnetic voice, "I'll do it myself, thank you."

When passing by, it leaves a breath of mature and charming perfume.

Meng Zhang calmly led the man to the dining room box, and before leaving, he said respectfully: "Miss Xie, sir will be here soon, please wait a moment."

The woman lazily took out a cigarette and squeezed it between her fingertips, she nodded casually at his words, "It's troublesome."

"polite."

Finally, close the door.

This waited for nearly an hour.

When Fu Conglin arrived at the door of the restaurant, "Is she upstairs?"

Meng Zhang has been waiting in the restaurant, and he replied, "Yes, sir."

Fu Conglin pinched the center of his eyebrows impatiently, "No trouble?"

"very quiet."

Fu Conglin didn't know much about Xie's family, especially the only daughter, Xie Anying, who basically met only a few times when they were young. Now that they have grown up so much, Fu Conglin doesn't even know what each other is like.

Of course he knew what Duan Suhua's intentions were.

He just didn't want him to continue messing with Shi Wan, so he found other women to divert his attention.

Fu Conglin came late intentionally, and wanted the other party to retreat. Although it seemed very impolite to make a lady wait, he had already annoyed Shi Wan, so naturally he was impatient to worry about being polite.

After answering Duan Suhua's call, Fu Conglin sent a message to Shi Wan after thinking about it, but she didn't reply after waiting for a while, thinking that she should still be busy.

Later, when it was a little late, I called and was hung up.

I asked about the restaurant, but the time has passed and no one has been there.

Fu Conglin knew that according to Shi Wan's temperament, he was let go and was throwing a temper tantrum.

After three consecutive phone calls were hung up, Fu Conglin was very sure.

During the period, Duan Suhua called again to remind her.

Fu Conglin endured and responded patiently, and finally went.

Fu Conglin walked towards the box.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, the strong and unfamiliar smell of cigarettes hit his face, making the man pause.

Then he looked up and swept over.

Near the window, sat a woman with long wavy hair, wearing a small black suit, with the cuffs tucked at the elbows, half the window was opened, and she leaned on it lazily with her hands.

Resting his fingertips on the window sill, he let the cigarette smoke drift away.

Hearing the movement, the woman turned around, revealing a slightly heroic and charming face, with light makeup and huge round earrings hanging. With the movement of turning her face, the fan slapped her face and made a jingle sound.

Fu Conglin subconsciously lowered his eyes, his obsession with cleanliness made him not want to take any step closer to this box,
They look at each other.

The man's eyes are cold.

The woman bent her eyes and gave a false smile, revealing a bit of comfort and casualness, and her voice rang out in an unhurried manner, "Mr. Fu, I didn't expect you to be such a man who has no sense of time."

Fu Conglin pulled his lips coolly, and finally stepped forward, picked a seat farthest from her and sat down, "Sorry, I'm busy."

Although he was apologetic, his tone was not sincere, but more perfunctory.

Xie Anying shrugged her shoulders indifferently, brought the cigarette to her lips and took a sip, puffed out instantly, ignoring the ugly face of the man opposite, and said slowly: "It's a pity, if you came early, you could still eat such delicious food dinner."

On the dining table, the delicacies were picked and enjoyed, and it became a little messy and lost their appetite.

Fu Conglin didn't speak.

Earlier, Duan Suhua and Fu Conglin had mentioned that Xie Anying, the only daughter of the Xie family, was an artist and a cellist with a worldwide reputation.

Boasting words to thank An Ying for her knowledge and courtesy, she is gentle and pleasant.

Seeing it now makes a world of difference.

He is skilled at smoking, has a frivolous tone, and lacks the behavior of a famous lady.

That's good, it saved him a lot of things.

"It looks like Miss Xie has finished eating."

The implication is that you can leave.

Xie Anying was not in a hurry, she dusted off the cigarette ash and dropped it into the crystal ashtray next to her, with smooth movements.

She looked up, "Mr. Fu, do you smoke?"

As he spoke, he threw the cigarette case in his suit pocket.

Fu Conglin didn't move. He lowered his eyes and glanced lightly. It was a product from country F, commonly used by the upper class.

"You can't get foreign stuff."

Xie Anying was amused by his words, "Mr. Fu, you are really interesting."

Fu Conglin was noncommittal.

With a steady tone, "Are all people who engage in art like Miss Xie?"

Xie Anying chewed this sentence carefully, not caring whether it was sarcasm or a random question, she giggled twice, "Probably."

A woman's voice is different from other people's clear, charming, or soft voices. It is very low and magnetic, between a smokey voice and a subwoofer, with a woman's original voice, which is very seductive.

Fu Conglin was indifferent.

After slowly finishing a cigarette, Xie Anying stood up and didn't mind Fu Conglin's presence at all. Needing to create an image, she stretched lazily, then raised her eyebrows and looked at Fu Conglin who was just walking through the scene, "Mr. Fu, let's go."

She picked up the shiny black cello case next to her, and casually hung it on her body.

There was a distance between Fu Conglin and her, out of politeness, he asked quietly: "Do you need help?"

Xie Anying is tall and slender, and the heavy cello case on her body is easy for her, and she looks extra casual and free and easy.

Hearing his words, the woman pursed her lips lazily, and smiled flirtatiously, "It's not time to use you yet."

Fu Conglin's thin lips were tightly pursed, his facial features were cold and indifferent under the light, his black eyes were calm, but a little sunken.

Women don't think so.

Leaving the box flutteringly, still humming in an inaudible tone.

Looks like he's in a good mood.

When they got downstairs, Meng Zhang was in charge of seeing them off, while Fu Conglin stood by the side of the road without moving.

Xie Anying carefully stuffed the cello into the carriage, and then looked at Fu Conglin.

He took two steps closer to him.

The strange and strong smell of perfume rushed into the tip of his nose, the man's jaw line was tightened, and his expression was not very happy.

Xie Anying was not annoyed, instead she raised her hand to caress Fu Conglin's chest with a smile on her face.

Fu Conglin's face turned cold for a moment, and his tone carried a heavy warning, "Miss Xie, please respect yourself."

Xie Anying deliberately softened her tone, wrapped her fingers around the tie on his chest, "Why are you nervous, Mr. Fu, I won't do anything to you."

She ignored Fu Conglin's warning and anger, stared at his displeased eyes, lifted the tail of Fu Conglin's tie, and pressed it to her red lips.

"Boom" sound.

A bright red lipstick landed on the man's dark blue tie.

"Mr. Fu, this is a meeting gift for you, do you like it?"

As she spoke, she gradually dropped her hand and put down her tie.

Ignoring Fu Conglin's completely dark complexion, completely disregarding the sense of persecution that the storm is coming.

Immediately got into the car, reported the name of the hotel, lowered the car window, waved her hand nonchalantly and alluringly, "Mr. Fu, see you next time."

……

When Shi Wan heard the doorbell ring, she walked over to open the door.

I saw Fu Conglin.

She blocked the door and didn't let him in, her tone was not very good, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Conglin's gaze was locked tightly on Shi Wan's calm face, and he asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

"You came here just to ask me this?" Shi Wan pursed her lips slightly, and told him regretfully, "I've already eaten."

"Ah."

The two of them stood in a stalemate at the door.

After a while, Shi Wan raised his gaze slightly and landed on his slightly messy collar.

rarely seen.

If it wasn't at home, in Shi Wan's memory, he had never seen his clothes messy outside, and his tie was not around his neck.

Fu Conglin followed her gaze, "What's wrong?"

Shi Wan's eyes flickered, "It's okay, I'm going to rest and I don't have time to entertain you, you can go."

Fu Conglin didn't move, his throat rolled.

Shi Wan frowned, and turned her head away from him.

In a trance, I smelled a faint scent of perfume.

Some strong.

"I didn't mean to miss the appointment tonight, Shi Wan..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Shi Wan approached him in vain.

Fu Conglin subconsciously supported her waist, and as soon as he touched it, he heard a woman's mocking voice, "Of course you didn't mean to miss the appointment, and you must have forgotten to tie your tie, right?"

When Shi Wan got closer, she could smell the perfume on his body, which was even stronger. She stared at him with a half-smile, her eyes were clear and sharp.

Fu Conglin's brows and eyes suddenly became cold.

She reached out and pushed him away from the door.

"Need to explain? I left the tie at another woman's house this time. I have something to do..." Shi Wan said harshly, "Busy with women."

She looked up at him, and slightly opened and closed her lips: "Before you come to me next time, can you wipe off all the perfume on your body, or it will smell disgusting."

Fu Conglin frowned, feeling extremely upset, that Xie Anying looked like a lunatic.

He tried to touch Shi Wan's hand, but the woman avoided him.

Immediately afterwards, the door slammed shut with a bang.

Fu Conglin's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, his face was extremely cold and gloomy, staring at the dark facade, and cursed silently.

Not long after, the phone rang.

Duan Suhua asked over there if Xie Anying had been sent to the hotel, how the two got along tonight, and whether he had a good impression of her.

Fu Conglin sneered, almost gnashing his teeth, "Mom, you are right, she is really a lady."

Duan Suhua immediately became happy when he heard it.

I thought to myself that there is indeed a comparison, so Shi Wan is nothing.

Before she could speak up, she heard Fu Conglin say: "If you take the initiative to post it to me, I don't even want it."

Duan Suhua was stunned, the smile froze on his face.

Before he had time to ask what he meant, the phone on the other end was hung up.