The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 269 President Brother Don’t Be Too Cold (6)

  Fu Wanwan felt uncomfortable seeing Fu Xiuze's indifferent and indifferent appearance.

  From childhood to adulthood, her mother passed away when she was ten years old, and her father was busy running the Fu Family Financial Group, and was overwhelmed with all kinds of entertainment. Where can I have time to accompany a pair of children?

   can only use money to create the best life for Fu Wanwan.

  The older brother Fu Xiuze is like a perfect robot. It is obvious that the age difference between the two is only two years old, but Fu Xiuze seems to have a genius aura of her own, and she is just an ordinary girl, unable to resonate with Fu Xiuze.

  Fu Xiuze is not the kind of warm man, since he was a student, he would rather deal with all kinds of cold instruments and boring data than coax her with all kinds of delicious, drink and fun.

  If it weren’t for six or seven points of similarity between herself and Fu Xiuze, and her genes could not deceive anyone, Fu Wanwan would suspect that she and Fu Xiuze were not brothers and sisters.

  Fu Wanwan is very eager for the love of her father and brother. However, whether it is Father Fu or Fu Xiuze, they can only guide her on money or major events in life, and she is really lacking in warm companionship.

  ……

   "Brother, do you consider me your own sister?"

  Fu Wanwan was wronged in her heart, just when she wanted to slam the door out, she saw her phone rang.

   is a call from Mr. Fu.

   "Wan Wan, how is your birthday party going? Xiu Ze and Qing Huan are okay at home? I am going to come back with your Aunt Su in these two days. Don’t make trouble at home."

  "……"

  Fu Wanwan felt extremely guilty when she heard what Mr. Fu said.

  Otherwise, Mr. Fu and Su Xiuling didn’t know until now that Su Qinghuan almost drowned in the water.

  Fu Wanwan turned on the hands-free in an embarrassing manner, using her eyes to show Fu Xiuze how to answer.

   "Wan Wan, why don't you speak?"

  Fu Xiuze narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and he took Fu Wanwan’s mobile phone with ease, and his voice was as light as wind.

   "Dad, Wan Wan is here with me. I'm about to take her home from work."

   "Okay, is Qing Huan okay at home, too?"

   "Fortunately, we will go to dinner with her later."

"That’s good, I’m afraid that the three of you will not be in harmony during the time spent playing abroad with your Aunt Su, especially Wanwan. Don’t always target Qinghuan’s little girl. It’s not easy for her, don’t let me follow Your Aunt Su is hard to do."

   "Okay, Dad."

  After speaking, Fu Xiuze hung up the phone neatly.

  Fu Wanwan suffered severe head pain.

  Of course she knew that no matter what she did, she was the daughter of Father Fu after all, and the other party must be on her side, but this is not ghostwriting. Fu Wanwan hopes to hear Father Fu preaching to herself repeatedly.

   "Brother, how good is this? I didn't expect Dad and the others to be back this weekend. Then Su Qinghuan's fall into the water must be hidden."

  Fu Xiuze glanced at her indifferently when she saw Fu Wanwan's head and forehead.

   "The basket you stabbed out, I have solved it for you once, and the rest is up to you."

   "Brother, I really don't want to go home alone to face that little white flower, will you stay with me?"

  Seeing Fu Wanwan wanted to reach out and grab her arm, Fu Xiuze subconsciously hid behind him. He didn't like physical contact with anyone, even Mr. Fu and Fu Wanwan.

  The man looks indifferent.

"not good."

  "……"

  Fu Wanwan suffered such a big pit, just when she didn't know what to do, WeChat again received a reminder from Mr. Fu.

  ——Wanwan, since you are going to have dinner with Qinghuan when you go back, you will take a picture of three people eating together for me, so that I and your Aunt Su can feel at ease.

  "……"

  Fu Wanwan was already a big head, but he didn't expect that Mr. Fu was so worried that he would bully Su Qinghuan.

  Fu Wanwan curled her lips and shook her phone helplessly at Fu Xiuze.

   "Brother, this is the Lou Zi you lied about. Now you can only go back to Fu's house with me."

  Fu Xiuze glanced lightly at the text message on the phone, and reminded him in a cold voice.

  "This is the trouble you caused."

  If it weren’t for Fu Wanwan’s constant bullying of Su Qinghuan before, it wouldn’t be enough to worry Mr. Fu abroad, he would have to send a group photo to prove that the relationship between the three of them is not deadlocked.

  "……"

  Fu Xiuze is in a bad mood. He hates it most when others have to intervene when he has business affairs to do.

  Fu Wanwan looked at Fu Xiuze's indifferent expression, her heart was tense. She was also very scared of her elder brother. Fu Wanwan didn't know what to do with Hershey, but she saw Fu Xiuze first mention the notebook.

   "Let's go."

  Fu Xiuze is going to go home to work.

  Fu Wanwan knew that she owed him another favor, although it was strange to tell her brother that she owed favor.

  But looking at Fu Xiuze's cold back, Fu Wanwan knew that no matter who it is in this world, there is a wall with Fu Xiuze invisibly.

  He doesn't care about other people and things.

  Fu Wanwan looked at the man's indifferent appearance, and couldn't help but complain.

   "What? It's as smelly and hard as a stone. I really don't know who you can marry, big brother."

  No matter how handsome, who would dare to approach? !

  As far as Fu Wanwan knows, Fu Xiuze has never been in a relationship for so many years.

  It seems that Fu Xiuze does not need women or men around him.

   "Always asexual, ready to die alone, right?"

  Fu Wanwan felt cold sweat on her back with horror.

  ……

  Fu's old house.

  Su Qinghuan is holding the lapis lazuli cufflinks and looking carefully. The cufflinks are simple and elegant, and they are the style only for men's suits.

  System 233 watched her for a long time, and couldn't help but complain.

   "Host, don't you want to give this pair of cufflinks to Fu Xiuze, do you? Give gifts with someone else's money, and you have to wear it."

  "What's so strange about this? Does the wool come out of the sheep."

   Su Qinghuan’s lips curled up with a smile that was bound to win. When she heard the sound of a car stopping outside the door, her eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly put the gift box with the lapis lazuli cuffs into her pocket.

  In less than ten minutes, Fu Xiuze and Fu Wanwan appeared at the door.

  Fu’s servants had already prepared the meals, but everyone had never expected that Fu Xiuze and Fu Wanwan would return, so they were not particularly rich.

  The dishes on the table are only simple two dishes and one soup, which are very different from the way the Fu brothers and sisters were when they were there.

   "Brother Fu, Sister Wan Wan, are you back?"

  Su Qinghuan stood up from the dining table, she quickly entered the scene, her hands hanging on her waist anxiously, her expression a little timid.

  Fu Xiuze scanned the dishes on the table, the tomato and egg drop soup, and the two obviously perfunctory meat dishes. His eyes were dark, like floes in the dark night, hiding a fierce coldness.

   "These dishes are made in the kitchen?"

  (End of this chapter)