Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

With one sentence, Su Wanyu successfully stepped on Wen Qing's minefield.

She didn't want to have a wedding. Grandpa Fu wanted to urge her, but after a while she didn't ask, but was brought up again.

Fu Han said flatly: "The wedding is not in a hurry."

Wen Qingyue's eyelids twitched, she didn't know why she felt that this answer was hard on her ears, obviously this was also her thought.

Su Wanyu and Su Yan were equally startled, while Su Wanyu was happy, the smile in his eyes was thicker, but it didn't show on his face, and he asked suspiciously: "What do you mean not in a hurry? You have all received the certificate, don't be in a hurry It doesn't mean that Yueyue is not in a hurry, you can't ignore Yueyue's feelings just because you are busy with work."

"Sister Wanyu... Is it okay for me to call you that?" Wen Qingyue looked at her with a smile on her face, and Su Wanyu raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, without any objection.

She continued: "Sister Wanyu, you misunderstood Fu Han, he didn't ignore me, I was busy with my studies and asked not to hold the wedding for now."

One sentence made the smile in Su Wanyu's eyes disappear.

She thought that Fu Han didn't hold the wedding because he didn't have feelings for Wen Qingyue, and he didn't hold the wedding to facilitate the divorce at any time, but she didn't expect it to be Wen Qingyue.

For a while, Su Wanyu couldn't understand this little girl who was a few years younger than herself.

She underestimated Wen Qingyue, her rival in love.

"So, that's how it is. I was thinking that you guys would tell me a certain date so that I can arrange the schedule. I'm afraid that if I meet the team, I won't be able to keep up." The smile on Su Wanyu's face was a little stiff, and she looked at Fu Han.

Wen Qingyue was right opposite her, seeing her eyes clearly, which were complex and lingering.

She glanced sideways at the man beside her, okay, he ate with his eyes downcast without changing his face, with an elegant posture, as if he didn't notice the lingering look in his eyes.

So Wen Qingyue felt better, and the foreign body sensation in her throat disappeared, "It's okay, I'll ask Fu Han to tell you in advance when the date is confirmed, and there will always be time."

Seeing that Fu Han hardly raised his head to look at him, Su Wanyu felt even more uncomfortable, and was not in the mood to argue with her anymore, so he lightly twitched the corners of his mouth and stopped talking.

After a meal, Grandpa Fu went upstairs, leaving space for them and the youngsters.

It's boring for four people to get together. Wen Qingyue and Su's brothers and sisters have only met twice this time, and they have nothing to say to them. They just sit next to Fu Han and listen, chatting with Fang Xiaoyuan with downcast eyes.

Fu Han peeled the tangerine, and carefully cleaned off the white flesh on the meat flap with his slender hands, and then brought it to Wen Qingyue's mouth very naturally.

Wen Qingyue glanced at him, and noticed Su Wanyu's stealthy gaze from the corner of her eye. She rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to take it without hesitation. The sweet and sour flesh spread in her mouth, unexpectedly delicious.

Fu Han fed her while peeling, and asked at the same time: "I heard that you asked your manager to find someone to compose the song before you came back. Do you have any clues?"

Su Wanyu almost forced herself to look back, not looking at the scene that touched her heart, she lowered her eyes and nodded, "Well, Mike said he found someone named Yueyue, but I've never heard of this person before. , I couldn’t get in touch recently, so I found someone else.”

Wen Qingyue lifted her eyelids when she heard the name yueyue, glanced at Su Wanyu and then calmly withdrew her gaze, thinking that she couldn't get in touch, it was clear that you didn't want my song.

Although Mike's words at the time were tactful, it probably meant that Su Wanyu felt that Yueyue was not well-known, and the music he composed was not good enough for her.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips mockingly. Now that she knew that it was Su Wanyu who disliked her unknown songs, she was glad that she didn't negotiate a deal with Mike.

Su Wanyu made her very uncomfortable, so no one would sell her songs to her.

Fu Han heard a very slight contemptuous snort from the person beside him, his brows and eyes moved slightly, and when he looked down, it turned out that the corner of the little liar's mouth was slightly curled with disdain.

He emphasized that he was in a business relationship with him and would not be jealous, but his words and deeds were aimed at Su Wanyu, a blunt little liar.

Fu Han's eyes were stained with a smile, and the dark pupils overflowed with the most beautiful streamer, and he reached out to wipe off the orange flesh and white flesh on Wen Qingyue's mouth, "It's not bad that Mike can see it, the composer is not famous. It means that the composition ability is not good."

The little liar glanced at him, reached out to touch the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows again, as if agreeing with what he said.

"That's what I said, but that style of music doesn't suit me. I've already taken a fancy to a few songs and asked Mike to contact me." Su Wanyu looked at Fu Han looking at Wen Qingyue with her longing eyes, I was going crazy with jealousy in my heart, pinching my hands, the nails sank into the flesh, the pain was not the pain in my heart.

Suddenly a hand stretched out and pulled her away, stopping her self-harm behavior. Su Wanyu turned her head to look at her brother with sore eyes.

Su Yan took her hand and shook her head gently and imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "I'm also helping to contact you about the song, so don't worry, Ah Han, I have to go abroad tomorrow, and it's getting late , I took this girl back."

After speaking, Lasu Wanyu stood up and wanted to leave.

Wen Qingyue and Fu Han looked at the siblings at the same time, Wen Qingyue was a little surprised by his sudden decision.

Fu Han didn't think much about it, and said, "You all drank, let Ah Cheng drive you back."

"Okay." Su Yan nodded, smiled and nodded to Wen Qing's gaze, and turned to leave.

"Wait." Wen Qingyue said suddenly, the siblings stopped, and Su Yan looked back at her.

"You..." Wen Qingyue opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to say it.

Fu Han and Su Yan looked at her strangely.

Wen Qingyue was silent for a moment, her mind was spinning quickly, regardless of whether Su Yan would believe it or not, she said, "Do you believe in luck? I just read the Tarot cards. Your luck is not very good tomorrow, so go on a business trip another day."

"..."

There was such a few seconds of silence in the air, Su Yan didn't seem to think that she would say this, after a moment of stunned, she only thought she was joking, and said very gracefully: "Thank you for reminding me!"

Wen Qingyue knew from his expression that he didn't believe him, but she couldn't say anything more. Anyway, she had already reminded her that she was not the savior, and it was impossible to take action every time she foresaw it.

The brothers and sisters of the Su family left soon, and Wen Qingyue lowered her eyes to think about something in a complicated mood.

Fu Han stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and with a smile on his face, he asked jokingly, "Do college students of Jiang University believe in luck?"

Wen Qingyue heard the banter in his words, and raised her eyes to stare at him, "Mr. Fu, the schoolmaster in the past, didn't believe in fate, and wanted to marry a wife before the age of 27."

He even had the nerve to laugh at her.

Fu Han raised the corner of his mouth, "No wonder you and I can be together, so we are all superstitious."

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