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

"Uh...you have to answer them all!"

Otherwise, why would she waste her breath!!!

Most importantly, she had to immediately determine this person's preferences and the specific structure of Yunhai Villa.

Fu Heng only answered the last question: "You can go and have a look after dinner."

"That……"

"Miss Shen, don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping. Don't you understand?"

He is a quiet person and never allows anyone to make noise while working. Even Qian Xin has to observe their expressions.

Qian Xin didn't dare to say anything, and felt more and more sad that his boss Fu Heng really didn't know how to love his wife.

Shen Xingtong pursed his lips and stopped talking.

What a stinky man, what a jerk. He is troublesome and has a lot of problems. He is not as cute as Grandpa Fu.

If she had known that she was born fifty years earlier, she would have become Fu Heng's grandmother and killed his unfilial grandson.

Fu Heng naturally didn't know what she was thinking and handed her the menu.

"Order whatever you want to eat."

Shen Xingtong didn't feel hungry at first, but when the menu was handed to her, and she looked at the pictures of the delicious food, she really felt hungry.

My stomach is rumbling!

She didn't hesitate and started ordering as she flicked her hands on the menu.

"French baked snails, foie gras, lobster soup, beef Wellington, grilled lamb chops, tiramisu, and a glass of orange juice."

She was not polite at all.

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise. Seeing her slender figure, he didn't believe that she could finish so much.

"Mr. Fu, this meal will be on your behalf, right?" Shen Xingtong asked deliberately with a curved lip corner after closing the menu.

She is such a stingy thing.

Anyway, during the period of the marriage agreement, the male protagonist must be fleeced cleanly.

The words "love money" flashed in her eyes.

Fu Heng was speechless and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm not at the point where I'd ask my wife to pay for dinner."

"Mr. Fu, oh, although we are husband and wife for now, design matters are official business."

"Ah."

Shen Xingtong enjoyed this meal very much.

She thought, it seems that Fu Heng is not that difficult to please.

She got into the car happily, handed her Porsche keys to Qian Xin, and asked him to help drive back to the Fu family, and then got into Fu Heng's Bentley.

Fu Heng glanced at the overly cool red Porsche and frowned slightly.

"Oh, Grandpa is so kind and generous. He gave me a Porsche."

"Well, not like other husbands, huh."

The little girl was talking about him in a roundabout way.

Fu Heng was too lazy to refute, nor did he bother to refute anything.

It was originally a marriage of convenience. Moreover, if the Fu family was not there, her Shen family would have fallen into decline, so how could there be any love between them?

Like his mother and father.

The marriage was arranged by arrangement, and his mother eventually committed suicide, leaving behind the seven-year-old boy.

Later, my father remarried and he and Su Lanxin were very much in love.

And he felt like an outsider from beginning to end.

When they are happy and their family is joyful, he will not be included.

Fu Heng looked back and leaned towards Shen Xingtong.

Shen Xingtong immediately shrank back nervously. "I, I was just praising Grandpa for being cute. You, you don't have to retaliate against me, right?"

"Mrs. Fu, fasten your seat belt."

The man's voice was low and hoarse. As he was close to her, his warm breath sprayed on her ear, causing her already sensitive earlobe to heat up.

The man stretched out his long arm, grabbed her seat belt and buckled it for her.

Click~

Shen Xingtong's heart, which had just been so tense that it reached her throat, finally settled back into her chest.

scared her to death.

She thought Fu Heng was going to slap her in the face.

The car drove steadily to Yunhai Villa. Fu Heng gripped the steering wheel with one hand and said slowly, "You asked me before what kind of style design I like?"

Shen Xingtong nodded hurriedly.

Finally, let’s get down to business!

"Keep it simple, with better sound insulation. Also, the colors shouldn't be too flashy; cool tones are best."

Shen Xingtong was overjoyed and took out her notebook to start taking notes. She felt lucky that he didn't deliberately make things difficult for her.

It was not until the car drove for twenty minutes that it arrived at Yunhai Villa. It was obvious that they had gone from a noisy place to a suburban villa area with an extremely beautiful environment. Shen Xingtong was confused.

Is Yunhai Villa so far away?

How is she going to get back to the Fu family later?

……

This area on the outskirts of the city is a famous villa area, and Shen Xingtong had heard of it a long time ago.

Following Fu Heng into the villa gate and into the living room, a servant standing by handed her a pair of brand new slippers.

"Miss."

The servant didn't recognize Shen Xingtong and offered her slippers.

Shen Xingtong took the slippers and said thank you: "Thank you."

However, the servant glanced back and forth between her and Fu Heng with curiosity, unable to hide his gossipy eyes.

She was an old servant in this villa. It was the first time that the young master brought a woman to the villa, which was enough to make her curious.

Until Fu Heng's cold voice came: "She is Mrs. Fu."

The man's voice was very textured and also had a sense of oppression.

The servant who was gossiping understood immediately. After all, he was a servant in a wealthy mansion, so he had some common sense and nodded with a smile.

"Ah? It's you, Madam! I'm sorry, Madam, this is my first time..."

"It's okay." Shen Xingtong smiled faintly, changed into slippers and followed Fu Heng.

She quickly got into work mode.

He looked around the entire Yunhai Villa very quickly.

The current villa also meets Fu Heng's requirements very well. It is a minimalist design with cool colors, which is simple yet luxurious.

But after careful consideration, I do feel that this house is missing something.

A sense of style that represents the owner is not reflected.

She was so absorbed in looking around that she didn't notice Fu Heng stopped in front of her, and ended up bumping into him head-on, causing her to see stars.

This bastard has such a stiff back!

When she was grinning at Fu Heng's back, Fu Heng suddenly turned around to look at her. She hurriedly restored her gentle personality and smiled gently and sweetly.

"Mr. Fu, can I go upstairs and take a look?"

"of course."

Shen Xingtong immediately rushed upstairs to take a look, then took a lot of photos, intending to go home and complain to her bestie about the aesthetic taste of the current prince of the Beijing circle!

Humph.

After all, he is the prince of Beijing, but the house he lives in is designed with no taste.

She had to complain to her best friend for hundreds of words.

and!

Thinking that the future heroine will decorate this place in a pink and tender look, the aesthetic is unbearable to look at.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. People of the same kind tend to be attracted to each other.

She sighed, looking at it and shaking her head.

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

It turned out that it was her best friend who sent her the message.

Happy Egg Yolk Pie: [Sisters, big news! When I was having dinner with Grandpa tonight, he raised the price again!]

Price increase? What the hell?

[It's now 1.5 million! One baby, 1.5 million, I'm so excited!!!]

After seeing the 1.5 million, Shen Xingtong's pupils shrank.

Oh my god...it’s an astronomical figure!

As expected of Grandpa Fu, his bid was high, fierce and generous, unlike his grandson who was so stingy.

Shen Xingtong felt itchy.

Workers have a working spirit, but they have to bend over backwards for a few pieces of rice!!!

My butt is the most popular among all the monkeys on the mountain: [At this price, I’ll go for it right now!!! Wait for my good news! Tonight! I won’t stop until I do it!!!]

Happy Egg Yolk Pie: [Oh, no, you're so small, so take it easy. Looking at Fu Heng's physique, I'm afraid you'll be able to handle it.]

Shen Xingtong laughed in her heart.

Where is it possible?

As Fu Heng is an ascetic Buddhist, it is impossible for him to do anything to her when he is sober.

However, she could take the opportunity to knock him unconscious and then force herself on him.

She is so shameless for money.

Thinking of this, she turned around, pretended to be dizzy, and quickly held onto the wall.

Fu Heng had already gone upstairs. A cold voice sounded from behind her, with some confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just have a little low blood sugar."

The man glanced at her meaningfully.

"If I remember correctly, you just ate a lot at the restaurant."

Then, the man's eyes swept meaningfully over her bulging belly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Shen Xingtong wanted to continue acting, but when she realized where his gaze was, she covered her stomach in embarrassment.

She said stiffly, "Mr. Fu, can I stay overnight tonight?"

Tonight, we must win!

The man's already cold expression seemed even colder now, and it was obvious that he didn't want her to stay overnight.

Yes, except the heroine, who else is qualified to live here?

What's more, the heroine hasn't appeared yet...