Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Fu Yu sneered.

A deep, low laugh, with a hint of mockery in it.

When Xu Qingyue heard his laughter, she felt secretly annoyed and felt that she was such a coward!

"Go back." Fu Yu shouted to drive him away.

These words made Xu Qingyue feel unhappy.

I gave him acupuncture, and this is how he treats his "lifesaver"? What an ungrateful person!

Xu Qingyue complained in her heart, but she packed up her things without any hesitation, got up and left, not even bothering to say a word to him.

Xu Qingyue angrily prepared to open the door...

"Will you come and give me acupuncture every day from now on?"

Fu Yu's voice came from behind.

Because his back was facing Fu Yu, Xu Qingyue was not sure what he meant by this.

Maybe I was simply looking forward to the effectiveness of her acupuncture.

Xu Qingyue turned her head, still trying to maintain a fake smile on her face, "Of course, if you don't think it's necessary, I don't have to come."

The man's dark and deep eyes stared at her.

Fu Yu has a pair of peach blossom eyes, but ever since Xu Qingyue married into the Fu family, this man has been looking at everyone with these gloomy eyes.

Even though it was written in the book, this man has a pair of eyes that are so affectionate that he can look at a dog.

Xu Qingyue had never felt this before. Every time she met Fu Yu's eyes, she had a vague illusion that he wanted to kill her, cut her into pieces, and then throw her to feed the dogs.

"Xu Qingyue, you seem particularly impatient with me recently?"

"No way, you're overthinking it!"

"You are my husband, how dare I be impatient with you."

"Really?" Fu Yu raised his eyebrows, his pale lips curved into a wicked arc. "Come and give me acupuncture every day from now on."

Of course Xu Qingyue would not refuse.

However, she paused as she was about to leave and turned back.

"That won't work."

"no?"

Xu Qingyue crossed her arms and looked at him in a negotiating manner: "Yes! No! I diligently get up early every day to give you acupuncture, and I do it for free. Isn't this a volunteer job?"

"..."

"So..." She lowered her arms and smiled ingratiatingly again, "Honey, can I have some pocket money?"

The man in front of her looked slightly stunned and raised his eyes to meet hers.

I didn't expect her to act so unconventionally.

Lowering his eyes, he quickly took out his cell phone and transferred money to her.

"Two hundred thousand?" Emma.

"From now on, this will be the price for one acupuncture session if it's effective." Fu Yu's tone became much calmer.

Xu Qingyue immediately spun around in circles with joy. She finally had money. Wow, hahahahaha, she finally had pocket money!!!

She blew a kiss towards Fu Yu: "Thank you, husband~mua~"

Then he ran out.

Fu Yu looked at her cheerful back as she ran out, a hint of mockery appeared on his cold face, his thin lips curled up, and he murmured a few words of ridicule in a low voice.

"Childish little pig."

Of course, Xu Qingyue didn't see this scene.

Shen Xingtong, who was eating melons and cracking seeds in the bedroom, was almost the same as the netizens watching the show in the live broadcast room.

Suddenly I feel that they are a little sweet. What is this Fei Si?

Especially when Fu Yu said "childish little pig".

This is a divine development!!!

Shen Xingtong couldn't help but sigh, is this the joy of shipping a couple?

But when I think about the miserable life my best friend is living here, the feeling of being a couple disappears instantly.

Think about it too.

I have to take care of my disabled husband every day, and my husband is a moody weirdo. How can there be any sweetness in this?

Instead, the comments were filled with comments like "I'm hooked", "So sweet", "This is no sweeter than the current idol dramas" and so on.

The door was pushed open.

Xu Qingyue happily closed the door and almost jumped to Shen Xingtong's side.

"Tongtong, how is it? Is there anyone who wants me to treat their illness?"

"Emm..." Shen Xingtong didn't know how to answer her.

Xu Qingyue approached the screen expectantly, only to discover...

The comments on the forum were all about supporting the couple, and no one paid attention to her acupuncture.

"This...why is it painted like this?"

"Who knows?" Shen Xingtong shrugged. "Maybe everyone hasn't had a good meal in a while. It's rare to see a pair of male and female protagonists with such good looks."

Xu Qingyue's mouth twitched secretly, "I didn't do this to make them ship the couple!"

Shen Xingtong patted her shoulder gently and said, "Sister, don't be discouraged."

“Maybe this is also a good way to attract traffic.”

"It's not a bad idea to get traffic first and then promote your medical skills."

Xu Qingyue had an expression that was hard to describe.

……

On Monday, Shen Xingtong reported to Jinchuan Studio.

Fu Heng hasn't come back these days.

Maybe because he knew that Fu Heng refused to come back and had dinner with Grandpa Fu every day, the old man also scolded Fu Heng all day long. In order to make up for his guilt towards Shen Xingtong, he gave Shen Xingtong a Porsche.

A red Porsche 718 looks so cool when driving out.

So much so that when she drove into the underground garage, a lot of people came to watch.

She locked the car and rushed upstairs.

Although Fu Heng is quite annoying.

But Grandpa Fu is so nice!

Grandpa Fu is really generous in giving money and gifts. No wonder I heard that the old man was particularly popular with girls in Beijing when he was young.

Grandma Fu died early, but Grandpa Fu never remarried, which is quite strange.

She had just met someone from the studio and was about to sit down at her desk when Qin Jinchuan called her into the office.

"Miss Shen."

Shen Xingtong had a bad feeling when she heard his tone?

"You are Mr. Fu's good friend."

“…Well, I guess so.”

"Miss Shen, there's no need to be modest. Mr. Fu's Yunhai Villa needs to be redesigned and renovated, and he specifically asked you to design it."

Shen Xingtong pointed at herself in astonishment.

She suspected that Fu Heng, that bastard, just wanted to ridicule her.

"Yes, so starting today, you will be the one following Mr. Fu."

"He is the client, and you are responsible for meeting any design requirements he has."

"Also, we've arranged to discuss the design plan in detail at Chunyu at 8 o'clock tonight, so you should be fully prepared."

When Shen Xingtong came out of Qin Jinchuan's office, her brows furrowed.

It's really outrageous.

If she had been given another big client, she wouldn't have been so troubled.

Fu Heng is a notoriously difficult person to serve, and he is the male protagonist in the book, so he is not just difficult to serve.

In the book, Yunhai Villa seems to be the loving home of him and the heroine.

Although a famous designer was invited to redesign and renovate the house before, after the heroine moved in, it was changed to her favorite pink style.

Shen Xingtong rolled her eyes.

Forget it, if there is money to be made, it would be a waste not to make it!

8pm, Chunyu Restaurant.

Compared to informal places such as nightclubs, Qin Jinchuan was very knowledgeable in choosing a high-end restaurant.

She stood at the restaurant door waiting for a long time, but received a call from Qin Jinchuan.

"Miss Shen, I'm sorry, I have something to do here and I'm afraid I can't go. You are friends with Mr. Fu anyway, so you should talk to him alone! You should talk to him alone more often in the future. Come on."

"Complete this first order beautifully. I trust you."

After the boss finished his big promise, he hung up the phone.

Shen Xingtong looked at the phone screen, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Stop joking. Without the boss around, can she and Fu Heng really continue the conversation?

She sighed, entered the restaurant and knocked on the box door.

"Enter."

It was Fu Heng's voice.

Pushing open the door, Shen Xingtong discovered that although the private room was large, it was a dining room for two people and did not look like a place for three people to discuss business.

She seriously suspected that Qin Jinchuan knew something?

"Qin Jinchuan isn't here?" Fu Heng lowered his eyes to look at the menu in his hand, flipping through it slowly. "Your studio is quite unusual. This is the first time you've left me waiting for someone."

Qian Xin, who was standing behind the man, twitched his mouth several times.

He glanced at his wife standing stupidly opposite him, and secretly sighed, Mr. Fu will end up in the crematorium sooner or later if he continues to do so.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Sit down."

Fu Heng finally raised his eyes and looked at Shen Xingtong, who was dressed in professional attire in the distance. He raised his chin slightly and motioned her to sit down.

Shen Xingtong pursed her lips slightly, strode to the dining table and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she spoke directly: "Mr. Fu, there is no one else here, so I will ask directly, what style of design do you want?"

"Why do you trust me so much and ask me to design for you?"

"Mr. Fu currently lives in Yunhai Villa. Can I take a look at the structure?"

Her tone was completely businesslike.

Fu Heng gently shook the wine glass in his hand, listened to her series of questions, and asked slowly: "You have so many questions? Which one should I answer first?"