Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Tong Yao pointed at a tree and said, "Those are cherries, right? Yellow cherries are more expensive. They let people eat as much as they want here. How generous!"

Fu Yuan didn't know much about fruits, so he just asked, "Do you want to eat some? I'll pick some for you."

"Well, I want to eat the one that's more yellow and red."

"it is good."

Reaching out to find that bunch and picking it up, Tong Yao looked at it eagerly, took it and took a bite and said happily: "Well, it's delicious, fresh ones are still better. Ah Yuan, you should try it too."

Fu Yuan looked at the fruit that was handed to his mouth, took a bite from her hand, and the sweet and sour taste spread in his mouth. Well, it tasted pretty good, but a little bit sour.

Feeling the warmth from her fingers, Tong Yao's heart trembled, and a tingling sensation spread across her fingers. She subconsciously wanted to retract her hand.

A big hand grabbed her wrist and started eating cherries with her hand. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but it seemed like her fingertips were licked.

Fu Yuan looked at the man whose ears were red, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he quickly let go of his hand and said calmly: "If you want to eat anything else, I'll pick it for you."

"...No, no more. These are enough for me. Picking more would be a waste."

The boss lady has already reminded us that you can take as much as you eat for free, but you can’t waste it.

While the two were talking, a couple holding hands came in from outside, looking very intimate. The woman was stunned when she saw them, and quickly let go of the man's hand and ran over.

"Fu, Mr. Fu is really you."

Fu Yuan lowered his head and looked at the unfamiliar person, pretending not to hear him. Jiang Tingting looked at him with obsessed eyes, as if she wanted to pounce on her, which made the man very unhappy.

"Tingting, what are you doing?"

Jiang Tingting turned around and said impatiently, "Xu Song, go back by yourself. I still have some things to deal with here. I'll come to you after I finish it."

"...Hehe, what do you mean?"

"It's meaningless. I said there was something to be resolved. You didn't understand. Don't forget that you are just the marriage partner chosen by the Jiang family. This person can be you or someone else."

When Xu Song heard this, he felt humiliated.

His expression was not very good. He stared at her coldly, took a deep breath to suppress his emotions, and said patiently, "Boss Fu is a very busy man. He never takes a break all year round. It's impossible for him to come here."

Jiang Tingting ignored it completely. How could she not know Mr. Fu? She had studied his photos and everything about him for who knows how long. Even if he turned into ashes, she would still recognize him.

She stretched out her hand shyly: "Hello, Mr. Fu, I am Jiang Jianguo's daughter, my name is Jiang Tingting, I met you once before when you went to Yunhai City."

"So, Miss Jiang, is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, I just feel like it's fate that I met Mr. Fu here. Why don't we go together? I came early, and I know a lot of fun places here."

Fu Yuan refused without hesitation: "No, we don't like being disturbed. We can just go shopping by ourselves. Please don't bother us."

Jiang Tingting's eyes turned red, and she said aggrievedly, "Boss Fu, you are too cruel. I just came early and thought it would be nice to meet someone I know, so I wanted to join you."

"No, I don't know you, and I'm not interested in knowing you. If you continue to pester me, I don't mind making the Jiang family disappear."

"...!!"

Fu Yuan said coldly and ignored her. He lowered his head and spoke softly, "Yaoyao, is there anything else you want to eat?"

Tong Yao blinked, looked at the beautiful woman in the red dress with a look of resentment, and then looked at the cold Fu Yuan, and felt a little numb. He was really good to her in terms of temper.

"Then let's pick some more black cherries, and then we can sit over there and wait for the clay pot rice."

"it is good."

The two of them were minding their own business, and Jiang Tingting's face turned green.

Xu Song almost laughed out loud when he saw this, his eyes full of sarcasm. With the Jiang family's background, how could they be compared with the Fu family? Even if it was delivered to their doorstep, they would not want it.