Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Fang Fei's first reaction was to lower her head and step back.

But other people also came forward. Fang Fei was hit hard by the person behind her. The stiletto heel under her feet became twisted, and her body fell to the side uncontrollably.

He couldn't be recognized by Fu Jingchuan, especially at such an embarrassing moment.

She wanted to stand up quickly, but someone stepped on the hem of her dress, and the tube top-design dress immediately fell down.

She subconsciously pulled up her clothes and fell to the ground, her ankles hurting.

My feet are wet.

"Beauty, are you okay?" A man noticed her first.

But the man's voice was a little too loud, which attracted the attention of many people.

Including Fu Jingchuan.

The moment she quickly raised her head and lowered her head, she saw Fu Jingchuan's eyes falling on her with concern.

Fang Fei's heart skipped a beat.

Fu Jingchuan recognized himself!

She thought that since she had been recognized, she would only be laughed at if she tried to hide it anymore, so she simply took the man's hand and stood up gracefully: "I'm sorry, I'm fine, I just accidentally sprained my foot."

The man was attracted by Fang Fei's beautiful face and wonderful figure, and said enthusiastically: "Can you leave? If not, I will help you to rest on the chair next to her."

Fang Fei tried to take two steps: "Yes, thank you."

As she wanted to speed up her pace, Marita's boss Xie Shisheng walked up to her and stretched out his hand to her: "Excuse me, are you Professor Smith's beloved disciple?"

“Mr. .”

Xie Shisheng is in his fifties, but due to proper maintenance, he looks to be in his early forties at most. He smiled heartily: "It is said that famous teachers make great disciples. Smith will send you here because you are very good. And the future of the jewelry market, It depends on you young people to control it, so I like dealing with young people very much."

"Thank you, Mr. Xie, for your praise."

Xie Shisheng nodded slightly to Fang Fei, and then introduced to Fu Jingchuan who was standing behind him: "Mr. Fu, you should have heard about Professor Smith. Not only has he designed many popular works, but most of his students have also become designers. The leader in the world, Miss Fang, must be extremely capable."

Fu Jingchuan always had a gentle smile on his face. He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to Fang Fei calmly: "Nice to meet you. My name is Fu Jingchuan."

Fang Fei's face was a little stiff, but she still tried her best to smile: "Nice to meet you, Fang Fei."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Jingchuan withdrew his hand and walked away surrounded by others.

As for Fang Fei, Xie Shisheng asked the waiter to help her go to the rest area on the second floor to rest. Then the waiter bought Yunnan Baiyao to spray her sprained ankle.

The position she was sitting in was perfect, and she could see everything on the first floor.

She didn't want to pay attention to Fu Jingchuan, but her eyes always followed him uncontrollably.

The moment her eyes met with Fu Jingchuan's, she felt his smile and thought he was happy to see her.

But through this moment of observation, she found that Fu Jingchuan was gentle and polite to everyone, with a gentle smile.

Even when the waiter brought him a drink, he responded politely.

The Fu Jingchuan she remembered was not like this.

In the past, wanting to see him smile was even harder than reaching the sky.

Now he smiles all the time, as if his smile is worthless.

How could he have changed so much?

Fang Fei couldn't help but lower her head and look at the hand he had just held.

She only held it for a second or two, but she felt the coldness of his fingers.

Also, has his business expanded to the jewelry industry?

Xie Shisheng's words just now also show that the two have a close friendship.

The more Fang Fei thought about it, the more confused her head became. She felt that she had already shown her face today, so she simply got up and left through the back door.

The banquet was held at a high-end hotel in the most luxurious section of Beijing.

Taxis usually don't drive here, because even the rich people here have special cars to pick them up even if they are drunk.

The extended Lincoln she took just now was charged by the hour and was very expensive, and she thought she would stay at the banquet for several hours, so she took the car back.

Now she was standing at the intersection, waiting for a taxi for a long time, so she could only take out her mobile phone to call an online taxi.

But after waiting for a long time, I checked all the car models, and no one took the order for more than ten minutes.

At this time, a Maybach drove out of the garage and stopped again when it almost passed Fang Fei.

"Get in the car." Fu Jingchuan said calmly from the rolled down glass.