Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while
Chapter 19 Fu Yang, do you really hate me now?
"Fu Yang, are you following me?" Fu Qing'an froze, suppressing the pain in her heart, and looked around, looking for Fu Yang's figure.
Her gaze suddenly fell on the familiar Rolls-Royce, and she saw Fu Yang's face through the half-open window.
The man's eyes fell on her coldly, his brows were cold, and his tone was sarcasm: "Fu Qing'an, tell me, what price do you want? Is he as sick as me? Can you?" Satisfy you bitch?"
Fu Yang's words became more and more excessive, the woman's body seemed to fall into the abyss and ice valley, her consciousness was painful and blurred, and she didn't know how to answer his words.
She froze there, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "I..."
She was afraid that if she knelt in front of Fu Yang and begged him, he would not believe her.
She looked at the man, the man was opposite, there was a road between them, there was no traffic, she lowered her eyes slightly, and suddenly grabbed her mobile phone and crossed the road without blinking.
"Fu Yang, Gu Yang and I are just ordinary friends, we are innocent, it's really not as dirty as you imagine."
Fu Qing'an's voice trembled, she was crossing the road while talking, a car whizzed past her and almost hit her.
Because she suddenly jaywalked, many drivers were forced to stop and scolded her: "Fuck! Are you sick? Go home and die!"
Seeing Fu Qingan like this, Fu Yang's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, his knuckles creaking: "Fu Qingan, even if you die, I won't believe what you say!"
The woman's eyes were moist, her voice choked up: "Fu Yang, do you really hate me now?"
As soon as her words fell, her steps stopped, and a car braked suddenly, just hitting Fu Qingan's knee, her body was shaken, and she fell heavily to the ground.
"Fu Qing'an, are you crazy?" The man got out of the car, looked down at Fu Qing'an condescendingly, his stalwart body cast a shadow that deeply covered Fu Qing'an's petite body.
The woman looked up at Fu Yang, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, she sniffled: "Fu Yang, Gu Qu and I just met and talked about some normal topics."
The man curled his lips coldly: "I don't believe it, and I don't believe it even if you die."
Fu Qing'an's tears fell silently, and her voice was hoarse: "Then I'll just die!"
She got up and was about to walk on the road, when suddenly Fu Yang grabbed her wrist heavily, warning in a tone: "Fu Qing'an, I don't want to make jokes outside."
The woman froze and looked back at him.
The man shook off her hand heavily, and ordered in a tone: "Get in the car!"
Fu Qing'an wiped away her tears and looked puzzled: "Where are you going?"
Fu Yang looked at her coldly: "Go choose the wedding dress."
Fu Qing'an's expression froze slightly, and he hurried into the car.
The car soon arrived at the wedding dress building, and all the staff in pink skirts stood at the door, creating a lively scene.
As soon as Fu Yang and Fu Qing'an appeared, the manager hurriedly led the staff to greet them warmly and respectfully: "Mr. Fu, Miss Qing'an."
Fu Yang's face was indifferent, and he strode into the wedding dress building, with Fu Qing'an at his side, surrounded by a group of staff, entered the building, and two lines of men in suits came up to maintain law and order, and the scene was vigorous.
Everyone looked over one after another, screamed, picked up their cameras to take pictures, and recorded videos.
"That's Fu Yang!"
Her gaze suddenly fell on the familiar Rolls-Royce, and she saw Fu Yang's face through the half-open window.
The man's eyes fell on her coldly, his brows were cold, and his tone was sarcasm: "Fu Qing'an, tell me, what price do you want? Is he as sick as me? Can you?" Satisfy you bitch?"
Fu Yang's words became more and more excessive, the woman's body seemed to fall into the abyss and ice valley, her consciousness was painful and blurred, and she didn't know how to answer his words.
She froze there, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "I..."
She was afraid that if she knelt in front of Fu Yang and begged him, he would not believe her.
She looked at the man, the man was opposite, there was a road between them, there was no traffic, she lowered her eyes slightly, and suddenly grabbed her mobile phone and crossed the road without blinking.
"Fu Yang, Gu Yang and I are just ordinary friends, we are innocent, it's really not as dirty as you imagine."
Fu Qing'an's voice trembled, she was crossing the road while talking, a car whizzed past her and almost hit her.
Because she suddenly jaywalked, many drivers were forced to stop and scolded her: "Fuck! Are you sick? Go home and die!"
Seeing Fu Qingan like this, Fu Yang's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, his knuckles creaking: "Fu Qingan, even if you die, I won't believe what you say!"
The woman's eyes were moist, her voice choked up: "Fu Yang, do you really hate me now?"
As soon as her words fell, her steps stopped, and a car braked suddenly, just hitting Fu Qingan's knee, her body was shaken, and she fell heavily to the ground.
"Fu Qing'an, are you crazy?" The man got out of the car, looked down at Fu Qing'an condescendingly, his stalwart body cast a shadow that deeply covered Fu Qing'an's petite body.
The woman looked up at Fu Yang, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, she sniffled: "Fu Yang, Gu Qu and I just met and talked about some normal topics."
The man curled his lips coldly: "I don't believe it, and I don't believe it even if you die."
Fu Qing'an's tears fell silently, and her voice was hoarse: "Then I'll just die!"
She got up and was about to walk on the road, when suddenly Fu Yang grabbed her wrist heavily, warning in a tone: "Fu Qing'an, I don't want to make jokes outside."
The woman froze and looked back at him.
The man shook off her hand heavily, and ordered in a tone: "Get in the car!"
Fu Qing'an wiped away her tears and looked puzzled: "Where are you going?"
Fu Yang looked at her coldly: "Go choose the wedding dress."
Fu Qing'an's expression froze slightly, and he hurried into the car.
The car soon arrived at the wedding dress building, and all the staff in pink skirts stood at the door, creating a lively scene.
As soon as Fu Yang and Fu Qing'an appeared, the manager hurriedly led the staff to greet them warmly and respectfully: "Mr. Fu, Miss Qing'an."
Fu Yang's face was indifferent, and he strode into the wedding dress building, with Fu Qing'an at his side, surrounded by a group of staff, entered the building, and two lines of men in suits came up to maintain law and order, and the scene was vigorous.
Everyone looked over one after another, screamed, picked up their cameras to take pictures, and recorded videos.
"That's Fu Yang!"
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