Chapter 211 Being held in the palm of the hand by Fu Yanwang

   Fu Yanwang, who has been sitting silently on the opposite seat, pulled a sarcastic arc with his thin lips and turned back without hesitation: "Does Miss Wen run a news company? Why do you care so much about other people's private affairs?"

  Suddenly, the man's lazy black eyes suddenly turned sharp, and even a little dangerous, "You still say in public that your sister is a third party, is Miss Wen trying to push your sister into the fire pit?"

   A few sentences in a row, and they were so gentle and speechless.

   And it’s the kind that doesn’t give gentle steps down at all.

At this time, He Jin couldn't help but frown, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked at Fu Yanwang who spoke sharply, obviously a little displeased: "Mr. Fu, Rourou is just a girl, you don't need to speak so sharply. Bar?"

   Hearing the words, the man suddenly gave a low smile, unable to hear his emotions, and immediately turned his eyes to look at He Jin, who was sitting at the side table talking sarcastically.

Lazy and unruly brows were dyed with a touch of irony, as if mocking He Jin as an outsider, not fit to interject: "Your woman is a little girl? My Fu Chen's woman is still in the palm of our Fu family and I in the palm of your hand. ."

   "By the way, this gentleman, in what capacity are you speaking now?"

   Obviously there is not a single swear word, but every sentence touches people's hearts.

  He Jin looked at the man sitting lazily, his hands clenched subconsciously, and the turbulent waves that almost collided in his eyes seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

   But he is powerless to argue against him now.

   Seeing that He Jin didn't speak any more, Fu Yanwang withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes lazily, as if he lacked interest in everything about the outside world.

   The smell of gunpowder permeates the conversation between the two men, and Wen Bai and Wen Wen can clearly feel it.

"I'm sorry, sister, it's my sister who has overstepped, and Rourou has talked too much, and I've quarreled with my sister and brother-in-law. I'm really sorry." In the end, Rouou took the role of the old man, broke the deadlock, and then walked back to her own. position up.

   Looking at Wen Wen's pitiful appearance, she didn't know how much she was wronged.

   The little girl couldn't help but stroke her eyebrows and sighed subconsciously.

   What a wonderful world of two people, once gentleness appears, it will be destroyed.

  Fu Yan Wang also noticed the little girl's sighing appearance, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her long and narrow eyes raised a wisp of manic depression, and he was about to take the little girl's hand and leave directly.

   But he was held back by the little girl, and she deliberately showed a sweet and harmless smile to the man, and slowly got up and leaned close to the man's ear.

  The warm breath sprayed on the man's ear, scratching the tip of the man's heart slightly, and his elegant eyes narrowed slightly like a smile.

   The little girl's soft voice was like a soft feather, poking at the man's heart: "Mr. Fu, let's eat our food and treat them as air."

   "After all, there are many ugly people to blame~"

After   , the little girl sat back and grinned playfully like a heartless fool.

  Fu Chen looked straight at the harmless little girl in front of him, and suddenly began to feel a little distressed.

   I don't know how the little girl can endure such a wonderful sister for so many years. If it were his sister, she would definitely be sent to F state in minutes!

  The man slowly straightened his body, the corners of his mouth curled into a doting arc, raised his slender and beautiful hand and reached out to the little girl, flexing his fingers and gently scratching the tip of the little girl's nose.

"it is good."

   A low voice continued to answer with a doting voice.

  After the things came up, the atmosphere of the two tables was different.

   While heavy as a pool of stagnant water, warm pink bubbles.

   "Mr. Fu, is sugar water delicious?"

   "Delicious."

   "Mr. Fu, are leeks fragrant~"

"good smell."

   "Mr. Fu, this chicken wing is for you! Is it delicious?"

   "...the food you feed is delicious."

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   Everyone's faces were heavy: "..."

   (end of this chapter)