Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

After making an appointment with the people from FUC, Xu Qingcheng made up her mind.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment for afternoon tea with Song Chang. Seeing her face full of spring and radiance, Xu Qingcheng clicked his tongue twice, "Did you succeed?"

Song Chang blushed and hummed, "I've succeeded long ago. I wasn't idle when you were busy giving birth, okay?"

Xu Qingcheng laughed out loud, "Then I'll wait for your good news."

Speaking of this, Song Chang held his face and turned his eyes to the window, "Forget it, waiting for my good news is better than waiting for you."

Xu Qingcheng heard the voice-over, looked up at her, Song Chang waved his hands, apparently not wanting to talk, just said, "Didn't anything happen between you and Shen Muqing last night?"

"No, nothing happened." Xu Qingcheng denied, "Stop talking about it from now on, we are not suitable."

Xu Qingcheng denied it too quickly, as if trying to get rid of this topic. The sensitivity of the media made Song Chang narrow his eyes, "Really?"

"real."

"I'll call Shen Muqing and ask what I did last night." Song Chang said that he was about to take the phone, and Xu Qingcheng was so scared that he snatched her phone away.

"Come on, let's talk about it." Song Chang looked as if he had successfully induced a confession.

Xu Qingcheng was extremely depressed, and was tricked by her again, and threw her the phone in his hand angrily, "I drank too much last night, and I went crazy. He opened the suite for me drunk in the misty rain, and I vomited in a mess. Anyway Shen Muqing is considered a gentleman, so don't make things up, it makes people think too much."

"Are you drunk?" Song Chang was startled. "You were drunk and he didn't care about you? You were drunk and he opened a suite for you and he didn't care about you? Does he have a hidden disease?"

What does Xu Qingcheng's drunkenness look like?
Others don't know, but Song Chang knows.

When she was in college, Xu Qingcheng once went to her dormitory to play cards, and when she lost, she was given a lot of alcohol.

Oh my god, that coquettish act is simply killing people.

Song Chang felt that even a woman with a normal sexual orientation would be crushed by her teasing, let alone a man.

The other people in the same dormitory laughed and said that Xu Qingcheng's appearance should be thrown to Ye Tinghong directly, for fear that all firewood would be burned.

Song Chang didn't want to part with it, so he coaxed and hugged her to calm her down.

After waking up, Song Chang laughed at her, you almost did a striptease last night.Xu Qingcheng was so scared that she would never dare to act presumptuously in front of outsiders for so many years.

But last night, I don't know if she was affected by that figure, her mood suddenly hit the bottom, and she really wanted to get drunk.

You don't have to taste the taste of thinking about him when you are sober.

However, she didn't expect that Song Chang would drag Song Xingzhi away without her.

I get angry when I think about it.

Xu Qingcheng was furious, "You also said that I expected you to send me back. You can just pretend to be drunk. Song Xingzhi also said that you would send me back, but you still glared at me."

"Let my little brother see you off, where do you want me to put my face when you act like a spoiled child to him?" Song Chang hummed, "Nothing really happened? Why do I not believe it? I've seen you all and can't go up, There must be something wrong with this. It is estimated that he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.”

Xu Qingcheng blushed, "I know that nothing really happened, and besides, I don't have a cold for him, and meeting him will add to the embarrassment."

"You can't let go of Fu Jingting that much?" Song Chang glanced at her, "Ye Tinghong back then, you just broke it off as soon as you said it, so simply."

Xu Qingcheng lowered her eyes, she took a mouthful of dessert, it was sweet in her mouth, but bitter in her heart.

This name cannot be mentioned, as it hurts my eyes and makes me want to cry.

"Qingcheng, you can't do this, life is moving forward. You don't want to blame yourself for all your mistakes, it's not your fault." Song Chang sighed, "No one wants such a thing to happen, please forgive yourself. "

Not her fault, but because of her.

After the afternoon tea, Xu Qingcheng drove to Jingshan No. [-], and silently looked at the door outside. The flowers and plants in the yard were often pruned and cut, not messy, but a little less popular.

Spring is here, green plants are abundant, and some flowers are just around the corner brewing and just waiting to bloom.

Some people can let go after a long time, but some people can't let go even if they want to.

She took the newly bought wind chime, walked over and hung it on the black fence at the door.

Every time she came back she would hang up a new one and take the old one away.

But this time when I came here, the original old one was gone, probably thrown away.

The door of the villa room was opened, and someone came out, Xu Qingcheng subconsciously hid aside.

What came out was a strange woman, wearing a spring-like long-sleeved dress, gentle and beautiful, she went out to throw out the trash, picked up the wind chime on the door, looked around, saw no one, and put the wind chime in .

Xu Qingcheng was a little dazed, she thought that Fu Jingting's parents would keep this suite.

Looks like it's for sale?
She frowned, turned and left, she couldn't tell what it was like, as if all the things she was familiar with related to him were slowly changing, decreasing, until they disappeared.

Wen Fei took the wind chime up to the second floor, and she hung the wind chime on the balcony on the second floor. From there, she saw Xu Qingcheng leaving just around the corner in front of the door.

The wind chime that was hung up was taken down by her again.

Wen Fei smiled,
The man who was told he couldn't do it was struggling in the swimming pool at the moment, and he didn't feel tired after a dozen back and forth. His strong body stretched out with well-defined muscles, and when he pushed the water away, he felt a strong sense of toughness. Out of the swimming pool, his tall figure was full of aggression, water droplets rolled from his shoulders and back, and there was an obvious scar on his body, splitting his chest and abdomen, with dense stitches lying on it like a centipede.

Ferocious, but full of wildness.

Wen Fei handed him the bath towel and looked at him with a smile, "Today's exercise quota is too much, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Fu Jingting directly took the towel and put it on his body, "No."

He was sitting on a bench by the pool, his eyes fixed on the surface of the pool.

The image of a woman lying naked in the bathtub appeared irresistibly in his mind.

"I don't have the strength, why don't you wash it for me." Fu Jingting suddenly closed his eyes hard as the screeching voice pierced his ears.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, thinking of the man beside her.

It is conceivable that what should have been an affair was interrupted by him.

With a hand on his shoulder, the man's eyes turned to her.

Wen Fei was worried, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"No. It's normal." Fu Jingting stood up, and the woman's hand fell off his shoulder.

"No? Just now I asked you why you didn't respond." Wen Fei hurriedly followed, "No, take another blood pressure."

"No, I know my own body." There was already impatience in her voice, so Wen Fei stopped her voice.

After he finished changing, Wen Fei had already put dinner on the table, "I went to Jingshan No. [-] with the designer in the afternoon, and my uncle and aunt cleaned it up very well."

Fu Jingting handed over the decoration of Nanshan Lanyuan to Wen Fei, and he didn't bother to look at the soft decoration part, so Wen Fei had no choice but to go and see the style of his previous place. Try to meet his preferences as much as possible, and hope that he can live comfortably.

She took out a bunch of wind chimes, "This wind chime, someone hung it at your door. When I went out, she had already left."

Wen Fei paused, then looked at the man who was buried in his meal and said nothing, "It seems to be your ex-wife. Do you want to hang it up for you?"

Fu Jingting stopped eating, he looked up at Wen Fei, his eyes were very direct and sharp, Wen Fei's heart skipped a beat when he saw her, she knew that she was a bit out of line, but his ex-wife Xu Qingcheng's name was in his Here, and in his family, it seemed a no-no.

Care so much.

Noticing that she couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.

Wen Fei put down the wind chime she was holding in her hand, and before he could answer, she said hastily, "Sorry."

Only then did the man say, "Throw it away."

……

Imperial City Private Club.

The top VIP box with extravagant decoration.

After several renovations, it is even more luxurious.

When Xu Qingcheng stood in front of the box door, she was a little dazed. She was here because of Song Xingzhi's blessing.

Their story begins here.

Xu Qingcheng pushed open the door, and someone had already arrived in the room, and their middleman was Director Dong of the National Development and Reform Commission who greeted her with a smile.

"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm late." Xu Qingcheng came in, took off his windbreaker and handed it to the waiter beside him.

The moment he turned his face, the smile froze on his face.

The man's face jumped into the line of sight, the edges and corners were as sharp as peaks, and he was sitting there in black clothes and black pants, as if the time had jumped back to three years ago.

Director Dong was transferred from another city last year, and he didn't know the relationship between the two. He enthusiastically introduced to both parties, "Young Master Fu, let me introduce you. Qingcheng, this is Fu Jingting, the president of FUC, who is also from Ancheng. Xu Qingcheng, she is the daughter of Xu Shengchang, the founder of Shengshi. It is said that we have beauties in Ancheng, and it is only when I see Ms. Xu that I truly understand what a beauty is."

The man laughed, and the light smile on the corner of his mouth diluted the coldness on his face, "I know. Miss Xu is my ex-wife."