Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

Jiang Qiwu also asked the same question: "Miss, why don't you confront that actress? She must be talking nonsense!"

Fu Miaoxi glanced at him and asked, "Are you so sure she's talking nonsense?"

Jiang Qiwu wanted to swear on the spot: "Of course it is. The boss has spent all his free time on you these past few months. How can he have time to deal with other people?"

Fu Miaoxi walked forward with her head down: "Then what are you worried about?"

"I……"

"Are you worried that I'm unhappy? If I have a fight with her, will I be happy after that?"

"To put it bluntly, what exactly does this matter, what does that actress have to do with him? Isn't it all just a matter of a word from Jiang Qingyan?"

“Why should I waste my time on something so meaningless?”

As Fu Miaoxi spoke, she actually felt a little aggrieved: "I have no right to make decisions for my uncle, so no matter how I handle it, it's better for him to handle it himself."

With a bang, at a corner, a person rushed out from the angle and collided with Fu Miaoxi.

"Miss!"

Jiang Qiwu hurriedly stepped forward, supported Fu Miaoxi, and looked at the person who came vigilantly.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, dressed in casual clothes, with a model figure. He covered his face with his hands and grinned, looking a bit like a young male god.

"Oh my little ancestor, you have to watch out for people when you run here."

A man ran up from the back of the corridor and apologized profusely to Fu Miaoxi, "I'm so sorry, my artist just had a little friction with someone, and I was running too fast and bumped into you. I'm so sorry, so sorry. Please check if you're hurt anywhere. We will definitely take responsibility to the end."

"Alright, Uncle Yang," the young man rubbed his face and regained his normal expression. His natural smile looked very friendly. "You scared the little girl."

He turned to Fu Miaoxi and apologized gently, "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking at the road and bumped into you."

Jiang Qiwu saw that Fu Miaoxi's skirt was a little dusty, so he took out a handkerchief, squatted down and wiped it carefully for her.

Fu Miaoxi shook her head: "It's okay, I didn't even look at the road myself." She looked at the person in front of her: "I think I've seen you somewhere before, are you also a star?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled more sincerely: "Yes, my name is Wang Heting."

Fu Miaoxi suddenly realized: "You are that famous child star. I was wondering why you look so familiar."

His agent hurriedly promoted his artist: "Yes, He Ting was a child star before, and now he has several representative works in theaters, and he has also released several new songs. If you are interested..."

"Uncle Yang." Wang Heting stopped his agent, feeling both amused and helpless. "If this lady was interested in me, how could she not recognize me?"

Fu Miaoxi felt a little embarrassed by what he said: "I don't usually read news about the entertainment industry, but I know you are very famous and have a lot of fans."

Wang Heting looked at her with a pair of affectionate eyes and curved his eyes: "Let me treat you to tea. There is a teahouse here that is not open to the public."

Jiang Qingyan finally made a few decisions for Ming Tongchen, and by the time the meeting was over, it was almost time for lunch.

He rubbed his nose, walked out of the meeting room, and planned to contact Fu Miaoxi.

"Jiang... President Jiang..."

Jiang Qingyan's face darkened when he saw the person coming. "Didn't I ask you to follow Fu Miaomiao?"

The person in charge had a bitter look on his face: "Miss Fu and Jin Zhu'er had a quarrel and forbade us to follow them."

"Jin Zhu'er?" Jiang Qingyan's brows darkened again and again: "Who is that?"

Several people looked at each other in bewilderment. Did Jiang Qingyan really not recognize Jin Zhu'er? Could it be that many people, including them, had been fooled by Jin Zhu'er?

Pei Yunjing followed behind and was somewhat surprised to see how things developed. He had originally wanted to take this opportunity to let Jin Zhuer show up in front of Jiang Qingyan, and then he could naturally expose the little tricks Jin Zhuer had been doing behind the scenes in the past few years.

But if Fu Miaoxi is involved...

He sighed: "Jin Zhuer is an actress. It is rumored that she has a close relationship with you."

Jiang Qingyan looked surprised: "What do you mean by close relationship?"

"It's...your secret girlfriend."

Jiang Qingyan frowned slightly and asked the people in front of him, "So, Fu Miaomiao and her had a fight over this?"

Several people looked at each other, and the person in charge gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Fu didn't really argue with her. She just made some sarcastic remarks and then left with the bodyguard."

Jiang Qingyan took out his cell phone and called Jiang Qiwu, then gave Li Zhen a look and left.

Pei Yunjing pressed his forehead, glanced at Li Zhen who had already taken action, and followed Jiang Qingyan out.

"Where is Fu Miaomiao?"

"The young lady is drinking tea in the teahouse." Jiang Qiwu quietly moved outside the hall and stood by the railing to inform.

"Boss, are you related to that Jin Zhuer?"

Jiang Qingyan was almost laughing at these two people. It would be fine if others didn't know, but these two people were pretending to be stupid just to make him angry.

"Yes, in a few years when you marry her, you will still have to rely on the salary I pay you."

Jiang Qiwu didn't intend to be polite when he heard his boss's words hurt him: "The lady said today that you should either deal with her or that Jin Zhuer. She herself has no right to interfere in your affairs anyway."

Jiang Qingyan listened to this sentence with almost gritted teeth: "Alright, neither of them can escape."

When Jiang Qingyan came over, Fu Miaoxi was sitting at the table eating dessert, and Wang Heting was reading a script beside her. They were the only ones in the huge teahouse, and it was very quiet.

When Fu Miaoxi eats desserts, the corners of her eyes always unconsciously squint, like a sated kitten.

But today, his eyes and eyebrows were all droopy, which made Jiang Qingyan's dissatisfaction subside.

To put it bluntly, she really never asked about her own private affairs.

But she would be unhappy, worried about gains and losses, and would say hurtful words to him because of a fictitious rival. Does this mean that she has already fallen in love with him?

"Boss." Jiang Qiwu was the first to see Jiang Qingyan outside the door and stood up straight instantly.

Jiang Qingyan walked in. Wang Heting and his agent naturally recognized him and quickly stood up.

The only one who didn't move was Fu Miaoxi. She poked the lava egg tart on the plate with a fork, turned her head slightly, and faced Jiang Qingyan with the back of her head.

Wang Heting nodded and greeted politely: "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Qingyan glanced at him, nodded reluctantly, walked to Fu Miaoxi, and squatted down.

Jiang Qiwu left tactfully. Seeing this, Wang Heting also left with his agent and took the teahouse owner out with him.

Now the teahouse, which was already deserted, became even more deserted.