Chapter 73 The Real World·Do Not Force

   "This...

  You may not believe it, but we both encountered a bad thing at the same time and helped each other twice. "

  Fu Anan supported his face with one hand, and quickly picked up the fat cow from the pot with the other.

   It looks like a little hamster that only eats, right in front of the camera.

   "But I don't think they may be considered friends."

   This sentence surprised Yan Senbo a little.

   "Why doesn't it count?"

   "Don't lie to me."

   Fu Anan drank Coke and shook his head, "If Mr. Fu really regards me as a friend, how could he send someone to replace him."

   Regardless of her young age, she has a clear heart.

  Fu Daji should be a wealthy businessman, and it is really unlikely that he would want to see their ordinary people.

   Yan Senbo put down his chopsticks, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but there was a sense of distance in his eyes.

   "Miss Fu means, but Yan is not qualified enough to replace Mr.?"

   "No, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that."

  Fu Anan shook his head.

   "Let me tell you the truth, I want to hug Mr. Fu's thigh for some reason.

   Originally, I thought that I would have some contact with the boss, and Mr. Fu might be willing to let me hug him.

  But Mr. Fu doesn't even want to see me, he must be because he doesn't want me to pester him. "

   Fu Anan sighed while speaking,

   "Anyway, the two of us just met on this side, we can leave after the hot pot is finished."

   As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to fall, relying on everyone to run.

  Fu Anan's mood went up and down repeatedly today, and then he was relieved.

   If it doesn’t work, forget it, her grandfather often said that there are times in fate, and there is always time in fate, so don’t force it.

  Yan Senbo pretended to be angry for a moment, "You are still the first one to explain the reason why you want to see Mr. so straightforwardly."

  It's not like he didn't help Fu Yizhi deal with this kind of thing in the past. There are so many men and women who want to cling to Mr. Fu, but Fu An'an is so honest.

   "I know it's not good for me."

  Fu An'an sighed, didn't she want to survive?

   Yan Senbo looked at Fu Anan with a smile,

  Just now, he thought that Fu Anan was a simple and brainless girl who escaped the game with **** luck the first two times, and now wants to cling to her husband. It's no different from any girl I've seen before.

   But now he was a little surprised.

  Simple but not stupid, just say what you want.

  It's much cuter than those people who beat around the bush to take advantage of it, cater to each other, and have deep thoughts.

   "I think it's not bad, and she looks very cute."

   This sentence is for the person in the embedded headset, "Are you sure you don't want it?"

"ah?"

  Fu Anan was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the two younger brothers behind him, "Who are you talking to?"

   "With you.

   Don't you want shrimp slippery? "

   Yan Senbo picked up the **** that floated in the pot.

"want!"

  Fu Anan took the bowl.

   At this moment, a voice finally came from the earphone, "It's ok, bring her here."

   Yan Senbo showed a smile on his mouth,

   "Miss Fu An'an, I have good news. Sir, I hope to meet you in person."

   Only then did he comfort Fu Anan, who was not forcing himself: ...?

  —

  Take Yan Senbo's car all the way to the suburbs.

  Twisting and turning all the way, halfway up the mountain, the vehicle stopped outside a low-key but huge iron gate.

   I didn’t expect that rich people really like to build their houses on this kind of mountainside.

  There are big trees everywhere.

  A mansion is located among the old trees.

  The place is remote and the atmosphere is quiet.

  There must be a lot of mosquitoes.

  Fu Anan scratched her arm, and in the half a minute she stood here, the mosquito had already left two bags on her arm.

  (end of this chapter)