Chang Nian found that Fu Xingye seemed to particularly like to touch his face.
In fact, she originally didn't like her plump face because of its plumpness, but now Fu Xingye likes it. Not only does she not hate her face, but she often deliberately cheers in front of Fu Xingye.
At this moment, seeing Fu Xingye following her in this way, she pouted her mouth and bulged her cheeks and opened her eyes slightly, and said diligently, "But I remember that after Chen Yanchuan left, your work has always been very busy. Will I be too tired when I go abroad?"
But after asking this question, Chang Nian immediately regretted it, for fear that Fu Xingye would say that he would not go.
Where did you think of Fu Xingye: "For you, it's worth it."
Chang Nian was so happy that she was about to faint, and she couldn't help but recall the scene where she met Fu Xingye.
At that time, she was just a freshman. One night when she left the teaching building after self-study at night, she wanted to walk back to the dormitory. But because she was eager to go back to the dormitory to play a video with her long-distance boyfriend, she went around I want to take a shortcut.
As a result, it was only a few steps before that he encountered obstacles.
At that time, Fu Xingye was dressed in black, sitting on a bench in the trail.
This trail was originally not wide, and Fu Xingye sat too casually, with his long leg stretched horizontally in the middle of the road, completely blocking Chang Nian's path.
Chang Nian remembered that he hesitated at the time, hugged the book in his arms, and said softly, "Trouble you to borrow it."
But Fu Xingye lowered his head, still playing with the cigarette in his hand intently, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
Chang Nian boldly took two steps towards him, and was about to raise his voice to say it again, but Fu Xingye suddenly raised his head.
Chang Nian was stunned when he saw his face.
The moment Fu Xingye saw her face, his faint eyes suddenly narrowed, then he smiled and asked her with interest: "What did you just say?"
"I...I...that, you...you make..." Chang Nian blushed inexplicably and heartbeat, especially when Fu Xingye got up and walked in front of her. She was shrouded in the shadow of his tall and tall, she felt her own It's difficult to breathe, and even more stammers are speechless.
She felt that she was too weird. She lowered her head and bit her lip and didn't say anything at all, lest Fu Xingye mistakenly thought she was stuttering.
Unexpectedly, Fu Xingye was so bold and frivolous that he directly raised his hand and caught her chin, forcing her to raise her face.
Chang Nian was stunned at the time and watched Fu Xingye slowly approach her face.
She thought that Fu Xingye would insult her, but Fu Xingye just looked at her face from that distance, and finally said, "Little girl, you look pretty."
Chang Nian's heart beat a beat, and her ears kept humming, especially when Fu Xingye stuffed a business card into her hand and told her to contact him when she had time, she forgot to justify her refusal.
It's not that she has never heard of the stories of female college students who were brought up/raised, not to mention that she still has a boyfriend! Her boyfriend is still a well-known rich second generation!
But after Fu Xingye left, she looked at the name on the business card and suddenly felt that her vision seemed too small. His second-generation rich boyfriend may be a little ant in front of him.
But she often misses people who are not the kind of money worshippers.
Chang Nian took a few steps forward abruptly and threw the business card into the trash can.
But until she entered the bedroom, her heart was still beating wildly, and the chin pinched by Fu Xingye still had the temperature and rough touch of his fingertips.
That night, she made an excuse for not having a video with her boyfriend.
Later, Fu Xingye often sat on the bench where she first met and waited for her after a long-distance relationship with a rich second-generation boyfriend. She did not hold back anymore and fell in love with this man who was almost 15 years older than herself.
However, in order to show the difference between herself and other female college students who were enrolled/raised, after she and Fu Xingye were together, she never accepted the expensive gifts that Fu Xingye bought her, let alone received his money, even this apartment. , Fu Xingye forced the secretary to hang under her name.
But she won't want it. Even now, she and Fu Xingye have been together for more than half a year, and she still insists that her part-time job makes money and the clothes she wears are in line with her own financial conditions.
So Chang Nian believes that such a self is completely different in Fu Xingye's eyes.
It was precisely because she felt that she was completely different, so she gradually developed greed, and felt that this kind of herself was more suitable for a man like Fu Xingye. That's why she sent a message to Chu Yan, so she wanted to take advantage of it. Fu Xingye accompanies herself to buy paintings and see paintings abroad to irritate Chu Yan and make her and Fu Xingye completely froze.
In fact, before tonight, she was nervous.
It was just unexpected that Fu Xingye would directly say such excessive words to Chu Yan in order to protect her.
Chang Nian thought a thousand times in his heart, but didn't notice that Fu Xingye had already got up and put on his suit jacket.
"You... won't you stay tonight?" Chang Nian was about to cry, eagerly blocking Fu Xingye.
"There is still entertainment, you sleep by yourself." Fu Xingye hooked her lips, pressed her big hand on her shoulder and led her to move aside, and walked away.
Chang Nian hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and said timidly, "Are you angry, uncle?"
After a pause, Chang Nian said quickly: "If you are angry and I send a message to Miss Chu, I can go and apologize to her immediately."
"Little fool, is she worthy too?" Fu Xingye paused, then he turned his head to soothing, and opened the door, "Go, I will arrange for the driver you like to take you back to school tomorrow morning."
"Uncle!" Chang Nian took two steps.
Fu Xingye stopped and looked at her sideways.
But when Chang Nian was seen by him, he didn't dare to say anything. He only raised his hand and waved to him: "Drink less, uncle."
There was a little smile on Fu Xingye's face: "You are ready to prepare, let's set off the day after tomorrow."
Chang Nian nodded his head, and kept Fu Xingye to the elevator entrance before returning to the room reluctantly.
Downstairs, Chu Yan sat in the nanny's car, watching Fu Xingye's car leave, and smashed the mobile phone he was holding.
The phone smashed on the front windshield, and the driver shrank his neck in fright for fear that the glass would break.
He quickly picked up the phone and handed it to Chu Yan: "Madam, do you want me to ask someone to go up and teach it?"
"Is your brain broken? You are going to teach her at this time, it doesn't make it clear that I did it?!" Chu Yan closed her eyes and tried to calm her mood.
just…
Chu Yan opened his eyes and told the driver: "You arrange for someone to check it out quickly, and often wonder what the hell is the painting you want, and what is its origin."
The next morning, the driver returned a message to Chu Yan: "The author of the painting is a Chinese painter."
Chu Yan was applying an anti-stretch mark product to her belly at the time. He was shocked when she heard that, all the bottles she was holding in her hand fell out: "You... You repeat it? Who is it?"
It's a landscape painting and a Chinese painter...
Chu Yan's breathing was completely messed up, and she couldn't stand still.
"It is indeed a Chinese painter. This is definitely not a mistake." The driver paused. "The other side sent me a photo. It is a handsome man who looks around 30 years old."
"..." Chu Yan's heart fell heavily again, but the strong sense of uneasiness became more and more serious, especially when she learned that Fu Xingye and Chang Nian were going abroad together the next day, she almost didn't. Regarding the fact that Gu himself was due to give birth in a few days, he went straight to the airport to follow them.
But Yi Chuyan remembered the past when she got this child, so she decided to endure it completely, and finally returned to her and Fu Xingye's wedding room in angrily.
…
Although Chang Nian is a good-looking person, her family conditions are really average. Coupled with the separation of her parents, she never traveled to their small county town before going to university, let alone abroad.
Therefore, Chang Nian was very cautious along the way, especially when Fu Xingye asked to take her to choose the dress for the charity dinner after getting off the plane, she was even more flustered.
Although she didn't want to accept those skirts with six or seven figures at every turn, she was even more afraid that she would make a fool of herself at the charity dinner.
In this cramped state of mind, especially when Fu Xingye took her to sit in a meeting place with blondes and blue eyes and only a few Chinese, she sat with her back straight in order to behave calmly and gracefully, and even forgot. What did I come for
This charity dinner is slightly different from other auction-style charity dinners. The threshold is identity.
It is said that the jewels, calligraphy and paintings displayed in it have been photographed long ago. The main purpose of the banquet tonight is to allow these gold owners to socialize with each other and appreciate the auction items at the same time.
However, there are some calligraphy and paintings that are not for sale, and they will be moved directly to the donation point after the dinner is displayed.
The landscape painting that Chang Nian liked was directly donated by the artist to a special school through the organization of the dinner party.
Seeing that the banquet was about to end, Chang Nian remembered to get up to look at the painting after Fu Xingye's reminder.
It's just that she didn't wear high-heeled shoes, and was nervous all night. When she got up, she almost fell because of her soft legs. She wanted to catch something in a hurry, and finally brought down a crystal glass on the table.
Although there was a thick carpet on the bottom plate and the crystal cup did not break, Chang Nian was still too embarrassed to find a place to dig in.
Her small face was flushed red, and she was about to bend over to pick it up. Fu Xingye raised her hand around her waist, stopped her, raised her hand and beckoned the waiter: "Sorry, please take care of it."
He spoke pure German, and he couldn't understand it often, and he buried his head even lower.
Fu Xingye glanced at her, took off his coat, and the gentleman gently put it on her shoulder.
Chang Nian was taken aback, only to realize that when the crystal glass fell just now, the red wine in it was spilled on his skirt.
Fu Xingye's coat was very long, just covering the stains on his skirt.
After the extreme embarrassment, Chang Nian was so pampered by him, and immediately felt aggrieved, and almost couldn't help crying.
Although she held it back, she still leaned to Fu Xingye and yelled aggrievedly: "Uncle."
Fu Xingye raised his hand and habitually squeezed her face.
Chang Nian just laughed, and couldn't help but encircle Fu Xingye's narrow waist with his hands.
On this occasion, this kind of action is very frivolous, but Chang Nian doesn't know it and feels very happy.
Peng Jiangzhou walked to the two of them at this moment: "Mr. Fu, the author of that painting has already got up, and he should be leaving."
"Ah... Uncle, can we come and get to know him?" Chang Nian had already seen the painting up close just now. Although she liked it very much, she was too embarrassed to ask Fu Xingye again. After all, the host hosted People have emphasized it before and will not sell it to the outside world. Therefore, if you can't buy a painting, it's good to get to know the painter.
After all, she especially wants to improve herself in various ways.
She knew very well that although she had a good skin that ordinary people could hardly reach, she had to excel in her own field and establish her own circle if she wanted to be worthy of Fu Xingye. If you can take this opportunity to get to know this emerging painter and even become friends, her worth will be different.
Fu Xingye didn't even turn his head to look at the so-called painter, but just stared at Chang Nian's face: "Of course we can. Didn't we come here specifically for your wish?"
Chang Nian pursed her lips and bulged her face: "Thank you, Uncle."
Fu Xingye smiled and turned around.
Chang Nian took his arm at the same time and stuck herself on him.
The two of them walked towards the legendary painter who was standing at the next table.
The painter was a man of the same figure and age as Fu Xingye, but he had long hair about a finger long, and he tied his hair into a half-ball with a black apron and placed his head behind his head. He was quite an artist. The way of doing it.
At that time, he was standing at the table with a glass of wine in his hand, chatting with a blond woman beside him, laughing loudly and freely.
On the left and right sides of him, women are sitting.
One with brown hair and one with blond hair.
The blonde woman was hidden by the painter, so she couldn't even see her face.
And the one with the brown hair turned his back to them, and there was no way to see half of his looks. It's just that she was leaning on the table with one hand at the time, and feeding slowly into her mouth with the crystal cup in the other hand, which seemed boring, so she could see her back.
Chang Nian originally wanted to look at people and crush other women from their looks to regain self-confidence, but the blond and blue-eyed one was not comparable at all. The brown-haired one looked like a Chinese, but just because it was half exposed With her beautiful snow-white back and the graceful curve of that back, she knows that her looks will not be bad.
Just don't know why, Chang Nian always felt that at first glance, the back of this brown woman looked very much like her own back, but this thought only passed in a flash, and she didn't care.
Because at this moment, the frustration in her heart triumphed over everything.
On the one hand, she disliked her countryboy and wanted to find some confidence, her eyes became erratic, and she glanced at Fu Xingye inadvertently.
In fact, her intention was to wait for the painter to finish talking with someone before saying hello, but Fu Xingye didn’t know if she was wrong about her intentions, or if he himself was impatient, he looked sideways at Peng Jiangzhou, and Peng Jiangzhou immediately I typed the artist's name with his mobile phone and handed it to Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye glanced at it and said, "Mr. Lei, lucky to meet."
At the moment Fu Xingye made a sound, Chang Nian didn't know why, but first glanced at the brown-haired woman. Seeing that the woman hadn't turned her head because of Fu Xingye's utterance, she was half thankful and disappointed, so she turned her eyes to look. The painter.
The painter turned around and quickly glanced over Fu Xingye's whole body, and stretched out his hand to Fu Xingye, who was almost familiar: "Fortunately, your Excellency looks familiar."
"Really?" Fu Xingye responded with a smile without a smile, standing carelessly with one hand in his trouser pocket, boasting, "Mr. Lei is young, and painting is good."
"Mizan Mizan." Lei Yunqi waved his hand, but there was no sense of humility between his expressions.
Fu Xingye just said perfunctorily, "I came here today for Mr. Lei's painting. If Mr. Lei doesn't dislike it, let's talk in another place?"
"If the noble son wants the painting shown tonight, it is really sorry, I can't sell it." Lei Yunqi raised a toast to Fu Xingye apologetically, "but if the noble son is willing to show his face If you are a friend, I still have time to go to the appointment next time."
Fu Xingye smiled: "I don't know how to paint. I'm here tonight, I'm just an escort."
After speaking, Fu Xingye glanced at Chang Nian, who was standing to his side.
Chang Nian's hand unconsciously squeezed the skirt and took a step forward. She wanted to learn how others did to shake Lei Yunqi's hand with grace, but her hand was half stretched out, and she felt wrong and afraid of thunder. Yunqi refused to embarrass himself, and then shrank back.
Unexpectedly, when Lei Yunqi saw her stretch out her hand, he very gentlemanly cooperated and stretched out her hand. As a result, seeing her withdraw her hand again, he suddenly became a little confused.
The scene became even more embarrassing, and Chang Nian couldn't wait to slap herself to death.
After a brief suffocation, Fu Xingye raised his hand to wrap her shoulders, and gathered her in his arms, and said to Lei Yunqi: "I am young, and my face is thin. I laughed."
After a pause, Fu Xingye said: "Since I made a special trip tonight, I have no fate with the one shown tonight. I don't know if Mr. Lei has any other paintings. I will take them back and collect them."
Chang Nian was stunned, and turned his head to look at Fu Xingye: If Lei Yunqi still has thirty or fifty pictures at home, although the market is not good now, it would take tens of millions to get it. Is Fu Xingye so brave in order to relieve her
Chang Nian was so touched that her eyes were getting wet.
Fu Xingye didn't look at her, but looked at Lei Yunqi.
Lei Yunqi's eyes flickered, and Chang Nian even felt that he subconsciously glanced at the brown-haired woman next to him.
It's just that the woman with brown hair still sits in that position, and there is no response.
Lei Yunqi lowered his head and took a sip of the wine. When the tip of his tongue licked the wine stained on his lips, he finally opened his eyes and looked at Chang Nian. He seemed to be stunned, but soon asked Fu Xingye politely: "This is your son's. …?"
Fu Xingye was silent for a second, and replied, "My wife."