The fast travel group favors her as a full-level boss

Chapter 78 This Chapter is Locked

Fu Jinchen looked at him from the side, the silver-framed glasses reflected light slightly, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

But Assistant Lu was like a formidable enemy, and he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe too hard: "I shouldn't speculate on Mr.'s mind and jump to conclusions."

Fu Jinchen narrowed his eyes, and his thoughts went blank for a moment.

Thinking of the pretty and flamboyant appearance of the little girl just now, she looked like a rebellious little beast showing its paws at him, very suitable for... locked up and domesticated.

The man's dark blue eyes narrowed, slowly revealing a hint of sharpness and danger: "Go and find out about her."

"Yes, sir."

Assistant Lu followed behind the man respectfully, opened the door for him, and then got into the car and left together.

on the banquet hall.

After Fu Jinchen left, celebrities from all walks of life gathered towards Si Wu.

Si Wu could naturally tell that they felt that Fu Jinchen treated her unusually, and wanted to come over to find out her truth.

Although she didn't know why Fu Jinchen didn't take her anger out on her, Si Wu realized after a while that what she said just now was too risky and not wise at all.

Si Wu was a little angry with himself, and his IQ dropped.

"I'm not feeling well, I'm going back first." Si Wu was in a bad mood and greeted Zhao Shiyue.

She was about to run away, when Wen Li, who had been outside all the time, took her arm: "Miss Song is so powerful, she knocked down Mr. Fu's strong bodyguard in one fell swoop."

When Zhao Shiyue heard this, he immediately became suspicious.

Yes, when did his Qingqing become so powerful?

Si Wu smelled a sweet scent of perfume, without hiding the disgust on his face, he broke away from her hand: "I don't seem to know you well."

Wen Li was stunned.

She immediately asked in her heart: "Dog system, this woman is also a raider, right? She is too different from Song Qing in the original plot."

System: [It's right if the difference is big, the host, please don't forget that Song Qing's current body controller is the author of this forbidden text. ]
It was only then that Wen Li remembered that Song Qing had been impaled by the author of the forbidden text.

But does a young author have such a powerful ability to knock down a strong man twice her size in one fell swoop?

While Wen Li was thinking about it, she was also unwilling to let go of the opportunity to spoil Zhao Shiyue's favorability towards Si Wu, so she took advantage of the situation and backed away. From outsiders' perspective, it seemed that Si Wu had deliberately pushed her.

Zhao Shiyue grabbed Wen Li's waist subconsciously, and when he looked at Si Wu, his eyes showed some displeasure: "Qingqing!"

Qingqingqingqing, Qingqing is a ghost.

Every now and then in front of his fiancée, hugging another woman, does he think her "fiancee" is dead?

Si Wu hated Zhao Shi from the bottom of his heart, and didn't even want to look at him, so he walked towards the exit of the banquet.

"Qingqing!"

Zhao Shiyue let go of Wen Li in a hurry, and wanted to chase Si Wu, but was held back by Wen Li: "Senior, you shouldn't blame Miss Song, if you want to blame me, it's all my fault. Pay attention, I sprained my foot and bumped into her, which made Miss Song unhappy."

Si Wu paused, holding his breath in his heart, and couldn't go on.

She turned her head, glanced at the light green dress Wen Li was wearing, and said sarcastically, "Miss Wen is an old tea artisan who often plays with tea sets when she opens her mouth. Her sip tastes like green tea."

Wen Li's face froze.

Zhao Shiyue was stunned for a moment, recalling what Wen Li said just now, he did smell the smell of tea.

Si Wu smiled and strode away from the banquet hall.

But not long after, she slipped back through the back door and sneaked into the men's room.

There was a sign [Under Maintenance] hanging on the door, but there was the sound of a piling machine in the toilet, which attracted reverie.

　Good night, ask for tickets, five-star praise

　　
　
(End of this chapter)