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

Xu Qingyue always felt that this strong gaze was too familiar.

Her little heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Could it be Fu Yu?

She hurriedly turned around to look for them. There weren't many people, but the banquet was quite large, so it was easy to see who was there.

When she frantically searched for Fu Yu among these people and was sure that he was not there, she calmed down and told herself that she was overthinking.

She patted her chest lightly and sat down at Huo Yuan's table.

"What are you talking about?"

"Of course, I'm talking about you." Before anyone else could answer, a voice that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar sounded across from her.

Xu Qingyue's attention was originally focused on the distance and she didn't realize that there was one more person at the table.

When she heard the familiar voice, she turned her head sharply.

"Bad Dad, where did you come from?"

Because of Fu Yu's appearance, Lele ran over and lay on Fu Yu's legs, looking at Fu Yu with shining eyes.

It was rare for Fu Yu to hold him on his lap and sit on him.

"You might not believe me when I tell you this, but I popped out of the sky. Do you miss me?"

Lele was really happy, so he didn't refute Fu Yu's weird statement. Although he was a three-year-old child, he was not stupid.

Can Daddy just pop out of the sky? He’s not a god!

He smiled and echoed Fu Yu: "Wow - bad dad, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, you can even fly."

He clapped his hands and spoke to Xu Qingyue again.

"Mom, look, except for Third Dad, all my dads are here."

The child spoke loudly, his voice was so crisp and resonant that people around him turned to look.

For the first time, Xu Qingyue felt what a large-scale social death scene was.

She wanted to crawl under the table.

Four men, one play.

She regretted so much why she sat down just now.

"Yueyue, why don't you introduce yourself to these people? I don't know these people except your bodyguards." Fu Yu asked while holding Lele.

Lele: “Let me introduce you!”

Unexpectedly, Fu Yu's big hand held down his head.

"I don't want you to introduce me, I want your mother to introduce me." When Fu Yu said this, he spoke every word with great emphasis, like an angry and hungry beast, wishing to tear her apart.

Xu Qingyue was frightened by the way he was grinding his teeth, and didn't dare to say anything more for a while.

She quickly said, "These are all my friends. You've met Lin Jing'an. You had dinner with him last time. This Morris is a friend I met in San Francisco..."

"that……"

Because Xu Qingyue was sitting next to Huo Yuan, she subconsciously patted Huo Yuan's leg.

"Hey, I want to dance, Huo Yuan, let's go dance."

Huo Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He looked at Fu Yu provocatively and agreed with a smile: "Okay, let's go dance."

He wanted to feel as proud as if he had defeated Fu Yu.

Xu Qingyue wanted to escape from this terrible Shura field immediately.

I knew you shouldn’t talk about people behind their backs, but now, as soon as I talked about them, they appeared!

When Fu Yu was not there, the atmosphere of the picture was so beautiful and harmonious. But as soon as Fu Yu appeared, this beautiful filter was instantly destroyed.

but……

If Fu Yu could get in, then wouldn’t Fu Heng be able to get in as well?

The two brothers must have worked together.

It must be the news that Fu Heng revealed to Fu Yu!!!

She wanted to go back and complain to her good sisters, asking Tongtong to discipline her good wife.

We do not commend Fu Heng's fence-sitting behavior.

Xu Qingyue dragged Huo Yuan to the dance floor.

Fu Yu stared at their backs eagerly.

His eyes were dark, and there was already a storm in them, but his charming and handsome face was still calm, and there was nothing unusual to see.

Lele is a small little guy, but he can feel the strangeness coming from his bad dad.

He remembered that when he slept with his godfather the night before, his godfather also had such an aura.

and so……

Is this how they always look when they are jealous and unhappy?

At this moment, a white hand raised a wine glass and came over. "Have a drink?"

The other party spoke in English.

Fu Yu glanced coldly at the foreigner beside him and asked, "Why should I drink with you?"

Morris looked no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old. His hair must have been dyed intentionally, the blue of the sky, which echoed the color of his azure eyes.

The man looked easy to get along with and had a smile on his face.

"After all, we just met, so we're half friends, right?"

He smiled and seemed very warm.

However, Fu Yu did not see a friendly smile in his blue pupils. On the contrary, he only saw strong hostility in his eyes.

Fu Yu sneered inwardly.

He raised his glass and clinked it against Maurice's.

"That's not how we describe friends here."

"Oh, but Qingyue said that she and I are friends."

"Qingyue?" This person who appeared out of nowhere called his wife too intimately!

Fu Yu gritted his teeth and asked, "In that case, has Yueyue ever mentioned me to you?"

Morris's smile widened, gentle yet somewhat ambiguous. "Of course I did mention it, but I specifically mentioned that you were her ex-husband."

Fu Yu: ???

"Ex? Husband?"

Morris nodded. "Yes, Qingyue said that she is divorced and has a son, and her ex-husband is called Fu Yu. You are this person, right?"

Lele had been sitting on Fu Yu's lap. When she heard Morris say this, she turned to look at Morris.

Did his mom ever say that?

He has no impression at all.

Lele had a bad feeling in his heart.

Dad Wu used to like to stir up trouble in San Francisco. He wouldn’t come here specifically to stir up trouble, right?

"Dad..." Lele grabbed Fu Yu's sleeve.

The smile on Fu Yu's face had long since faded. He lowered his eyes and asked Lele, "Is that so, Lele?"

Lele cried for help in his heart.

"I...I don't know."

The bad dad’s expression is so scary.

Morris glanced at his expression and smiled. "Mr. Fu, I can see that you want to win Qingyue back, right? But from what I know about Qingyue, no matter what means you use, she may not want to accept you, right?"

In one sentence, he accurately hit Fu Yu's thoughts and unwillingness.

He did do a lot, but Xu Qingyue did not soften her attitude towards him at all.

This man named Morris was obviously more skilled than the other three men.

"Get Yueyue back? That's hilarious! There's no way Yueyue and I can get divorced. Do you want to see our marriage certificate? Yueyue looks so pretty on it."

Coming from Fu Yu's mouth, these words sounded a bit like a breakdown.

Lin Jingan ate quietly and ate watermelon throughout the whole process, and found it interesting.

Morris smiled casually: "Oh, so, maybe Qingyue doesn't want to admit that she has a husband like you, otherwise why would she tell me that you are divorced?"

Fu Yu gritted his teeth so hard that they made a crunching sound.

At this moment... I feel like strangling this foreigner to death.