The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Fu Xiuyan was suddenly awakened by Xu Che's words.

That's right. The other party wouldn't check on irrelevant people for no reason.

Gao Mingchuan, Yu Jia, Xia Yang.

Gao Mingchuan, Yu family, also Xia.

Xia Yang, Ye Xia... Ye Xia.

"The clouds of geese and ducks are a sign of good fortune, for all my rivals are in my poems. Dreaming of spring grass means summer is coming." Fu Xiuyan felt that he had discovered something extraordinary.

"Go check what happened yesterday with Gao Mingchuan and Teacher Ye Xia. Once you find out, send it to my phone."

"Ok."

The news from Xu Che arrived very quickly.

This matter is not difficult to investigate. Several staff members from both sides were involved in what happened last night.

Ye Xia's people were tight-lipped, so it was reasonable to ask them nothing. So Xu Che started directly with Gao Mingchuan.

He quickly investigated the whole matter and found out that everyone in the singing world who was well-informed knew that Gao Mingchuan had offended Teacher Ye Xia.

Moreover, this news actually came out from Ye Xia.

Everyone naturally understood Ye Xia's attitude.

For a time, anyone who wanted to establish a relationship with Teacher Ye Xia or Teacher Yu Qiong all put Gao Mingchuan on the blacklist.

There were quite a few people who didn't even recognize Gao Mingchuan, so they made inquiries overnight and identified him, fearing that they might get into trouble one day because they didn't recognize him.

At the same time, I sighed, how on earth could a little-known celebrity reach and offend Teacher Ye Xia? This was the first time in all these years that Teacher Ye Xia had gotten angry.

This incident naturally became one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in the entertainment industry in the following years.

Fu Xiuyan heard some movement in the bedroom, opened the door and saw that there was no one in the bed. Then the sound of the shower came from the bathroom.

Exited the bedroom and ordered breakfast.

Xu Che's message also came.

Fu Xiuyan glanced at it briefly and it seemed his guess was correct. This little guy was hiding quite well.

Then his eyes stopped at the sentence: "His face is not white enough."

Xu Che's investigation was really precise.

Fu Xiuyan seemed to be able to see Xia Yang's expression when he said this: sneer, indifference, mockery.

How vivid. What a pity he didn't see it.

Xia Yang was out of his sight only when she answered the phone yesterday. He thought it was probably when she met Gao Mingchuan.

Moreover, Xu Che said that Gao Mingchuan's agent was investigating him. However, at that time, the news of his appearance at Wangjiang Pavilion had not yet been released, so it couldn't be the reason Xu Che speculated.

It seems that he was also involved in what happened yesterday?

Xia Yang pushed the door open and came out, her hair was wet and dripping.

Fu Xiuyan had good eyesight and could clearly see the crystal clear water droplets condense into a round, gem-like drop at the end of his hair, which then fell onto his fair collarbone and stopped in the small dimple on his collarbone.

It swayed out again as Xia Yang walked, sliding down along her snow-white skin, and was soon blocked by her clothes, so nothing could be seen.

Fu Xiuyan guessed that maybe it would continue to slide down to the edge of the pants.

Perhaps, it would stop somewhere along the way and spread directly onto Xia Yang's skin...

He really wanted to unbutton it and find out...

Xia Yang didn't have time to watch him in a daze, so he directly stuffed the hair dryer in his hand into Fu Xiuyan's hand and squatted in front of him.

"Help me. My hands are sore."

Fu Xiuyan choked.

Xia Yang turned around and glared at him in confusion: "What are you choking on?"

"Nothing." Fu Xiuyan's eyes dodged.

Then blow-dry his hair inch by inch.

Xia Yang has a lot of hair, and he lay there obediently, which is completely opposite to his annoying personality.

The hair quality is also very good and feels very comfortable.

Fu Xiuyan kept blowing and was reluctant to let go.

It was Xia Yang who lost her patience first and pulled the big hand off his head.

"You're going to rub my hair off." Xia Yang complained.

"Even when I'm bald, I'm still the most beautiful bald Xia Xia."

Xia Yang rolled her eyes at him: "Why would I want to become the beautiful bald Xia Xia instead of the most beautiful Xia Xia in the world?"

Fu Xiuyan chuckled: "Yes, our Xia Xia is the most beautiful girl in the world."

Xia Yang nodded very seriously, then shook his head: "Actually, I can only be ranked second."

"Oh? Xia Xia is second, who dares to be first? Me?" Fu Xiuyan moved his face closer and closer to Xia Yang, within the distance where he could kiss her at any time.

Xia Yang slapped him in the face and pushed him away: "You wish. The most beautiful woman in the world must be my beautiful mommy. What? Are you dissatisfied?"

"No way! Of course it's Mommy. I'm just kidding you." He didn't dare to compete with his mother-in-law.

"Who is your mommy? She's my mommy! You want to steal my mommy?!" Xia Yang was horrified. He just wanted to sleep with Fu Xiuyan. He didn't want to share his beloved mommy with anyone else!

That’s too much of a loss!

Fu Xiuyan suddenly looked visibly disappointed. Like a fish out of water, his eyes were completely devoid of any luster. "Oh... I just envy the relationship between you and your mother. I thought of my own mother. When she was alive, she loved me very much too..."

The news that the president and his wife of the Ying family's Chengyan Group died in an accident caused quite a stir at the time.

Even he, who was oblivious to what was happening outside, heard about it.

Later, after he fell in love with Fu Xiuyan and learned that he was the couple's only son, he sighed.

"Well, I mean, you can't call me mom, you have to call me auntie."

"Okay, Auntie. So when are we going to meet her? What does Auntie like? Jewelry? Houses and cars? I have my own studio, not under Cheng Yan's name. It specializes in custom styling for celebrities and has a good reputation in the industry. Do you like it? I'll transfer it to her. Otherwise, I'll have someone do it now." Fu Xiuyan picked up his phone as he spoke, and added, "I think this will be more practical for Auntie. It will be more convenient for her to attend events in the future."

Xia Yang knew that the studio Fu Xiuyan was talking about was definitely more than just good. Otherwise, given his mother's status, she wouldn't have taken it seriously. The fact that he could say that meant that even his mother had to wait in line for a styling appointment.

But Xia Yang still refused sternly: "She doesn't need it."

"Ah? You don't like this? Then I'll get something else..." Fu Xiuyan began to take stock of the things he had. Damn, there were too many, and he didn't know what to choose.

Xia Yang slowly turned over and lay on the sofa, pressing one side of her face against the back of her hand. Her freshly blow-dried hair fell down, covering half of her eyes. "Don't waste your time. It's useless. My mom likes my dad the most, followed by me. And then she likes looking at handsome guys."