The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Xia Yang glanced at Fu Xiuyan who was standing by the car, stood up without saying a word and was about to get out.

Fu Xiuyan quickly pressed his shoulder and said, "Are you angry already? You're such a spoiled brat that you can't even tell a joke?"

A cold snort came out from Xia Yang's lips, and three words were clearly written in the fox's eyes: What else!

Fu Xiuyan sighed: "It's my fault, I won't do it again next time."

Then he closed the car door himself, went around to the other side, opened the door and got in.

Xu Che watched the whole process in amazement.

The young man in the car didn't say a word before Mr. Fu started apologizing.

What kind of ancestor is this?!

When has their President Fu ever admitted his mistakes?! He doesn't even want to hear apologies. If anyone crosses him, he won't even give them a chance to apologize. He'll just deal with it right away.

He even closed the car door for this ancestor himself!!!

Xu Che's heart was filled with alarm bells!!!

This is really an ancestor!!!

After Xu Che got in the car, the driver asked him quietly: "Brother, where are we going?"

Where to? How would he know?

Xu Che turned around and asked Fu Xiuyan: "Mr. Fu, where are we going?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiuyan looked at the people around him.

"Qingyun Mountain Residence." Xia Yang seemed tired. He closed his eyes and slowly uttered a few words.

The car started.

Fu Xiuyan glanced at the man who was resting his eyes, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to come over to my place and sit down?"

Xia Yang's eyes were half-open, looking a little more hazy than before. She looked Fu Xiuyan up and down with a hint of mischief.

"You're bringing someone home after just the first meeting. Your circle is really casual and relaxed."

Xu Che, who was drinking water in front, was shocked by these words again and choked, coughing non-stop.

First meeting?

Damn it!

Fu Xiuyan glanced at him coldly and pressed a button. The middle panel of the car rose, creating a separate space for the two people in the back.

Fu Xiuyan looked at Xia Yang and raised his eyebrows: "You know me."

Xia Yang closed his eyes again: "Three Golden Awards Best Actor, if I say I don't know him, wouldn't that be too pretentious?"

Fu Xiuyan nodded.

However, Xia Yang's words were beyond his expectations.

Judging from his reaction after seeing Xia Yang, this person seemed not to recognize him.

Either he really doesn't know himself; or he is pretending not to know himself and being very different from others in order to arouse my interest in him.

No matter which one it was, it wouldn't be such a direct admission like this. He was a little confused for a moment.

"It's certainly not as rigorous as Professor Xia's. However, Professor Xia was wrong just now. This should be our second meeting."

Xia Yang's fox eyes opened again, but this time with some vigilance.

"How do you know my profession?"

Fu Xiuyan smiled and couldn't help but reach out to touch the strand of hair on his forehead that was blown away by the wind: "Little guy, you are quite alert."

Xia Yang seemed to be frightened by his sudden action and was stunned for a moment. After Fu Xiuyan's hand left, he seemed to suddenly react and shrank back half an inch.

"A week ago, Jinghai University." Fu Xiuyan reminded him.

Xia Yang frowned and thought about it, but was still confused.

Fu Xiuyan continued very kindly, "The principal's office."

He then crossed his legs, stretched out his left arm, and casually rested it on the armrest, supporting his head with his hand, his face tilted towards Xia Yang. The smile on his lips deepened. "I also want to congratulate Professor Xia on having my paper published in an international journal."

Xia Yang just remembered and looked at him in surprise: "It was you that day?"

"uh-huh."

A week ago, one of his academic papers was published in a leading journal. The principal had called him into his office, but there wasn't anything special going on. It was just a routine gesture of encouragement, a way of expressing the school's appreciation for him.

He responded with a few words and passed by a tightly wrapped person on his way out.

He didn't care about people and things that had nothing to do with him, so he didn't look at them any more and just walked his way without looking around.

I could only vaguely hear the principal in the office behind me greeting me very attentively.

However, thinking about the man's height at that time, he did look like Fu Xiuyan.

Xia Yang snorted, "It's wrapped so tightly."

"I can't help it. As Professor Xia knows, I've already semi-retired, but I still have some fame. I'll try to avoid causing unnecessary disturbances."

Xia Yang heard that this was a way to show off.

He didn't expect that Fu Xiuyan would be the kind of person who would brag about himself to others.

"How did you recognize me?" No wonder Xia Yang asked.

He knew his own appearance, just like Xu Che's first impression of him.

In the entertainment industry full of handsome men and beautiful women, I am afraid there is no one whose appearance can surpass him.

You can imagine what it would look like on a university campus with such an appearance.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, he always wore a pair of black-framed glasses during his school years. His hair was always combed neatly, like the hairstyle of an old scholar, which made him look four or five years older.

Everyday wear is also very ordinary.

Even so, it only concealed a fifth of his appearance. No matter how ordinary the style of the clothes he wore, Xia Yang, who always took good care of herself, never touched clothes made of poor material or cut that didn't fit her well.

The noble and lazy temperament all over the body cannot be concealed.

Therefore, he is still ranked first on the list of the most handsome men in the school all year round, and every one of his classes is always full.

However, his style outside of school was completely different. A normal person, especially someone who had only passed by him, would not be able to recognize him the second time they met him.

Not to mention he was wearing a mask.

"Have you forgotten what I do? Observing people's expressions and every detail is just basic skills." Fu Xiuyan said in a high-sounding manner.

How could he possibly observe everyone at all times and in all places? It would be a waste of his energy.

He only pays attention to people who interest him.

Although Xia Yang was wearing glasses at the time, Fu Xiuyan still took a quick glance at his eyes, and they were deeply engraved in his mind.

"The Movie Emperor is so amazing that he can even read people's faces?"

"Okay, I'll be honest." Fu Xiuyan said softly, "I wasn't sure at first, but you just said you live in Qingyun Mountain Residence. It's far away from the downtown area, and surrounded by colleges and universities. Young people generally don't want to live so far away, unless you work nearby. And the nearest university there is Jinghai University."

"Okay." Xia Yang didn't really care about how he recognized her. It was just a casual question.

Xia Yang took off her mask: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Fu. I'm Xia Yang."

The young man in front of me has slightly upturned eyes, which are charming and seductive, but there is only the purest and most sincere smile in his eyes.

After taking off the mask, her full appearance was revealed. She had a high nose bridge, clear and sharp lip lines, slightly upturned lip corners, and thin lips with a pale color, looking very heartless.

Fu Xiuyan murmured softly, "Her eyes are as sharp as water, and her lips are as red as red. I wonder if she was watching Song Yu in the past."

Xia Yang's eyes curved: "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Fu."

"Just call me by my name. My name is Fu Xiuyan. Nice to meet you, Xia...Ayang."