Chapter 197 Mr. Xiao is a Beauty

  The aura around Xiao Jiuhan suddenly became unstable, rippling like water waves, drawing layers of silver ripples.

  She held the phone and remained silent for a while.

  Fu Ronglan's voice came from the phone again: "I wonder when you will take down Yuan's Pictures."

   "..." Xiao Jiuhan breathed a sigh of relief.

   That's right, this should be what Fu Ronglan said.

   "I've already let it out. Now no one dares to cooperate with Yuan's Films. If Mr. Xiao still can't figure it out, then I think it is necessary to reconsider the cooperation between you and me."

  Xiao Jiuhan turned on the speakerphone, and threw the phone aside: "I didn't expect Rong Ye to be so interested in a mere Yuan Films."

  Fu Ronglan chuckled, with a mellow and bewitching voice: "Actually, as you know, what really interests me is not Yuan Films, but you."

   This accent, here it comes again!

  Xiao Jiuhan felt that she was about to form immune antibodies, so she simply closed her eyes. If she was not nourished, she didn't need to bother to reply.

  …

  Fu Ronglan couldn't hear the voice on the other side for a long time, so he raised the corner of his mouth.

   It doesn't matter if you don't talk, isn't this why you haven't hung up yet?

He gently stroked Xiaobai who was lying on his lap, and said to the phone: "In ancient times, King You of Zhou played with the princes in the beacon fire, and he only smiled for Bomei. In my opinion, the Yuan family is a prince, and Mr. Xiao is a beauty." .”

  Xiao Jiu curled his lips coldly, and said indifferently: "So, Master Rong is a fool?"

   "It depends on who the beauty is. If it's Mr. Xiao, I'd rather be a fool."

  Xiao Jiuhan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

  It’s okay to listen to this kind of words, but Fu Ronglan will abandon Canghaizhou and Shenhai Group for her...

  Ghosts will not believe it.

  She paused, then suddenly opened her eyes and picked up the phone, and said to the phone: "In my opinion, Rong Rong, you are not King Zhou You, but more like Duke Ling of Wei and Emperor Ai of Han."

   After finishing speaking, he hung up and fell into deep thought.

  Does she want to find time to meet Fu Hengchao or Fu Huaichu?

Just as he was distracted, the phone rang several notification tones one after another. It was still an unfamiliar number, but it sent a few photos, all of which were without exception a white lion cat with snow-white fur and one yellow and one blue mandarin duck eyes. , very beautiful.

   When I turned to the last page, I received another text message.

  [Unfamiliar number]: It's called Xiaobai, female, three years old.

Forehead…

   Xiao Jiuhan looked at these photos, his eyes fell on the last sentence, and he couldn't help chuckling.

at this time…

  [Unknown number]: Don’t you think you are very similar to it?

  Xiao Jiuhan: "..."

  The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

  After a long time, she replied with a somber face: "A thing is like its owner."

  …

  Fu Ronglan looked at the four words sent for a long time, stroked Xiaobai, and murmured in a low voice: "Things are like their owners, he said things are like their owners."

  He suddenly hooked his lips and smiled: "Xiaobai, what do you think?"

"Meow!"

   "Oh! That's right."

  Fu Ronglan picked up the wine glass, looking at the slightly swaying red wine in the glass with purple eyes.

   Duke Ling of Wei and Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty.

  One split peach, one broken sleeve.

   Broken sleeves...

  He recalled what the man said just now, and unconsciously recalled the kiss in the library in his mind.

   Kissing a man...

  The feeling at that time was actually not as unacceptable as he imagined, on the contrary, it was wonderful.

   "Xiaobai, don't worry, let's take our time."

"Meow!"

  …

  Xiao Jiuhan originally thought that he would receive news from Wan Qingming that night, but until the next day, when she went to the company for a morning meeting, there was still no news.

  (end of this chapter)