Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"What? Isn't President Fu and Wanyu real?" Mike asked in disbelief on the phone.

As a manager, when Su Wanyu's first debut was not popular, he was almost by her side, and followed her in various activities, so he knew best who gave each gift that was posted on her trumpet, and he definitely knew who it was. It's Fu Han.

Mike frowned and said, "Mr. Su, actually, I think the best response is for Wanyu and Mr. Fu to make it public. Anyway, both of them are interested in each other. Why not take this opportunity to get together? Even if the popularity of Wanyu is exposed, There won't be too many problems in love."

Explosive romances during the top-tier period may ruin other artists, but Su Wanyu is different, Su's entertainment belongs to her family, and there will be no shortage of resources, and Fu Han will not let her have no resources.

"No! Who told you that they are interested in each other?" Su Yan retorted coldly, "Fu Han just treats Wan Yu as his younger sister, do you understand?!"

Su Yan was a little angry, coupled with a hangover head pain, and his tone was unprecedentedly severe. Mike was stunned, and it took a while to recover, expressed his understanding, and ended the call.

Su Yan put his hands on his hips and pressed his throbbing temples, suffering from a headache.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized why Wanyu couldn't let Fu Han go, because she had been living in an environment where everyone felt that Fu Han loved her too.

It was they who harmed her, and it was his brother who indulged in this lie. He forgot to remind her that this is not love, and he even forgot that Fu Han is not that person. Even if he had no girlfriend for more than 20 years, it does not mean that he will never single.

The 27-year-old Jie is not only when Fu Han needs to break the robbery, but also when Wan Yu needs to wake up from the dream. It is time for her to get out of that incident, and so do they.

……

Wen Qingyue drove away from the villa early in the morning, and the hot searches on the Internet didn't have much influence on her.

On the first day of the new year, the people on the street are still the same as before, and the traffic jam in the morning rush hour is distraught.

She drove aimlessly on the street for an hour, and finally drove to Yinxun Club.

As soon as he arrived at the club, he parked his car and picked up his muted phone to check. Not surprisingly, there were several missed calls.

"Tsk, everyone cares about me." Wen Qingyue smiled self-deprecatingly, she didn't return anyone's calls, she only called Fang Xiaoyuan.

Fang Xiaoyuan's sweet voice sounded: "Hey, Yueyue, what's the matter?"

Wen Qingyue leaned back against the seat cushion, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and said, "Are you free? Come to Yinxun to play with me."

"Then you must be free!" Fang Xiaoyuan said without thinking, "Where are you? Shall I go to find you, or meet at the club?"

Wen Qingyue chuckled, pursed her lips and said, "I've already arrived at the club, you can come here directly."

"Okay! You wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qingyue checked all the missed calls, there were eldest brother, Jian Ying, Lu Yu and her parents, but Fu Han was not.

The smile on Wen Qingyue's lips froze, and the corners of her mouth went down, pursing into a straight line, thinking to herself, Mr. Fu should be very busy at this meeting, and it's normal that he doesn't have time to take care of her.

She sighed, opened Wen Cun's WeChat, pressed the voice recording button and said, "Brother, I saw the news, don't worry about me, and don't ask me if I know, I don't want to answer now, when Fu Han comes back, I will Talk to him and explain to you, I'm playing outside now, I've set my phone to silent, I don't want to answer anyone's calls, please tell my parents for me."

After sending the message, she closed the backend of WeChat, put on her mobile phone, opened the car door, got off the car, and walked into the club lobby.

Seeing her at the front desk, he greeted her in surprise and familiarity: "Hi, Miss Wen, you haven't been here for a long time."

Since she joined the club team, everyone in the club has known her a lot.

Wen Qingyue responded with a smile, "Well, I've been a little busy recently, so I'll come here if I'm free. Is there a match today?"

The receptionist shook his head, "No, do you want to practice driving? If you have customers, I can help you connect with customers of similar level and let you compete."

Wen Qingyue shook her head, "Forget it, I just want to play alone today, and some friends will come over later, I will go up and change clothes, and my friend will come to ask, you ask her to wait for me."

"Ok!"

An hour had passed by the time Fang Xiaoyuan arrived, and only after asking the lady at the front desk did she find out that Wen Qingyue had already gone to the track to play.

The lady at the front desk took her to the track where Wen Qingyue was, pointed at the screen and said, "Did you see that blue kart? That's Miss Wen."

At this moment, the blue kart on the screen is turning at a very fast speed.

Fang Xiaoyuan thanked the lady at the front desk and stood at the starting point waiting for Wen Qingyue to come over.

Ten minutes later, Wen Qingyue stopped beside her in her go-kart. Fang Xiaoyuan applauded and said with a smile, "Is there anything else you don't know, Yueyue?"

Wen Qingyue got off the car, took off her helmet, walked towards her, and said with a smile, "A lot, such as photography."

Fang Xiaoyuan chuckled, "Hee hee, I only know how to take pictures, you are more versatile, every day I sigh, why am I not a man! I can't pursue such a perfect you."

She has always spoken in a serious manner, and Wen Qingyue is used to it, laughing and talking nonsense, "It's okay, it's not like my sister can't bend."

Fang Xiaoyuan's eyes lit up, "Oh, I have a concubine?"

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, "Hmm."

The two chatted and laughed, Fang Xiaoyuan wanted to embrace her domineeringly, but he was not tall enough, so he had to throw her into his arms instead.

After playing around for a while, Fang Xiaoyuan geared up and eagerly said, "Yueyue, can you teach me how to drive a go-kart?"

"Okay, it just so happens that this can also take people, so I'll take you around."

Fang Xiaoyuan knew that Wen Qingyue was in a bad mood today, although she said she was fine when she called in the morning, but later she checked the trending searches, and what Su Wanyu's trumpet recorded was too real, it was impossible for Yueyue to not mind at all.

But she was very sensible and didn't ask at this time. She knew that Wen Qing asked her to come out to relax, so her task was to make her happy, just forget about those unhappy things, and don't need to ask more.

In the following period of time, Fang Xiaoyuan's voice sounded from time to time in the track.

"Wow! Slow down, I... Where are the brakes?"

"Help, I'm going to crash!!!"

Unknowingly, an hour later, Fang Xiaoyuan got out of the car, his whole body was limp, and he sat on the side and said, "The racing car is too tiring, I feel so exciting while watching the race, but it turns out that driving by myself is so tiring."

Wen Qingyue bought two bottles of water from the vending machine, walked over and handed her a bottle, and said with a smile: "You are learning for the first time, and you are nervous, and you must feel tired. It’s also exciting, and I’ll fall in love with this feeling.”

Fang Xiaoyuan drank several sips of water, looked up at her, "Yueyue, when did you learn racing? Why did you learn it?"

Wen Qingyue raised her head to drink water, twisted the bottle cap, thought for a while, and said: "I have a friend who is a professional racing driver, and I went to experience it with him a few times, and I fell in love with this feeling. This method is very decompressive, so I learn more and more, and after passing the test, I can be regarded as a half-professional enthusiast." ""