Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

"Boss Fu, you're drunk." Fu Qing'an frowned slightly, her voice hoarse.

Fu Yang grabbed Fu Qing'an's lapel tightly, and his thin lips parted slightly, his words were cold: "Zhou Ping'an, you used her heart, do you know how much I hate you?"

His hands moved up slowly, his face was cold and gloomy, as if he was going to eat Fu Qing'an.

"So? Mr. Fu, what are you going to do? Why don't you kill me?" Fu Qing'an grabbed Fu Yang's hand-recorded screen around her neck as she spoke.

She grabbed Fu Yang's hand, her voice was hoarse, and her words were cold: "Come on, I'll teach you, you choke my neck, and then you use force, force, and force, and you can strangle me to death."

Fu Qing'an's every word hit Fu Yang's heart heavily, the man's body froze, and his complexion completely sank.

He didn't expect Fu Qing'an to be like this, he curled his lips coldly: "Zhou Ping'an, then I will strangle you to death as you wish!"

He wanted to pinch Fu Qing'an, but he didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or something, but his whole body was shaking.

When he looked in the mirror, Fu Qing'an's eyes were indifferent, distant, and deep, and his movements froze in an instant.

Fu Qingan sneered, and pushed Fu Yang away heavily.

The man drank too much wine and was already [-]% drunk. He pushed Fu Qing'an on his back, and his whole body slumped on the ground limply.

Chen An waited for a long time but did not see Fu Yang, so he went to the bathroom to look for him.

Seeing this scene, he hurried over to help Fu Yang up.

Chen An looked at Fu Qing'an with deep eyes: "Secretary Zhou, what's wrong with Mr. Fu?"

Fu Qing'an gently brushed her hair, and said in a cold tone, "Fu Yang is crazy, you should send him back quickly."

As she said that, she left the bathroom and walked out of the winery.

After leaving the door, Fu Qing'an was stopped by the housekeeper.

Fu Qing'an frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Butler Wang's expression was deep: "Miss Zhou, we, Mr. Wang, want to see you."

The woman's eyes fell on him coldly, and the corners of her mouth curled coldly: "Wang Wangwang wants to see me, then let him come and beg me in person."

As she spoke, she walked towards Fu Yang's car.

Looking at Fu Qing'an's back, Steward Wang frowned, and then made a phone call to Wang Huang: "Mr. Wang, she said that if you want to see her, you have to come and beg her in person. This woman is too arrogant and rude. Bar."

Wang Zhuang sneered, and said coldly: "I guessed it, don't worry, I will have a good meeting with her sooner or later."

Fu Qing'an waited in the car for a long time before Fu Yang got into the car.

The man was drunk, his handsome face was full of coldness and sadness.

He looked at Fu Qing'an, and suddenly sat over and hugged her.

The man's voice was hoarse and sweet: "Qing'an, I miss you so much."

Fu Qing'an looked at Fu Yang coldly, she was motionless, expressionless, sitting there like a statue.

The car is already on.

Chen An turned his head to see this scene, and frowned slightly for an instant.

He smiled at Fu Qing'an: "Miss Zhou, our Boss Fu is drunk, please forgive me."

Fu Qing'an's face was cold, she gently lifted her delicate lips: "Yes."

She responded with "um", then pulled Fu Yang away heavily, and pushed him to another place.

Chen An: "..." He was very puzzled. Mr. Fu is something that many women can't even dream of. Why is this Miss Zhou so indifferent?