At the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel, Fu Xingye pressed his mobile phone to check the time, and when he saw that it was almost time, he got up and pushed the door and entered the hotel lobby.
The banquet hall of this hotel is on the top floor, half indoor and half open air. He has been here several times before.
Before the elevator came, when he was standing at the elevator entrance and waiting for the elevator, he heard the thumping sound of high heels stepping on the ground, so he turned his head and glanced, and quickly retracted his gaze.
The sound of high-heeled shoes finally stopped beside him, and the young woman in the first dress was using her mobile phone as a mirror, and fiddled with her hair intently.
After the elevator came, the woman received her mobile phone and went into the elevator first.
As soon as she entered the elevator, the three people who followed her also walked in back and forth. An elevator seemed crowded in an instant.
Fu Xingye stood still, and one of the assistants in the elevator asked him politely: "Sir, do you want to come in?"
Fu Xingye glanced at the well-dressed woman who entered the elevator and lowered her head to look at the phone, and shook her head.
The assistant then pressed the close button, and when the elevator door slowly closed, she turned and asked another colleague, "Which floor are we going to?"
The assistant who was asked did not answer her directly. He first pressed the floor button and then turned to the dressed young woman: "I just asked the staff privately, Nie..."
The elevator door that was about to be closed was suddenly caught by a hand, and then the elevator door slowly opened again.
The assistant's voice stopped abruptly, staring blankly at the man in front of him who had just said that he didn't sit but suddenly walked in. For a moment, she felt that this man was familiar, but in a blink of an eye, the elevator, including her own eldest lady, didn't pay attention to this man, so she didn't take it to heart, but it was not suitable to talk about some private words.
She just vaguely reminded her eldest lady who has been living abroad since she was a child: "When you wait, you can find a room to rest first. We can do this."
The daughter clicked on the selfie she was going to send to Moments and took a closer look, and then replied nonchalantly: "You don't have to come forward, go to the room with me to rest. Go to clean up..."
Qianjin only noticed that there was an outsider in the elevator. She glanced at the man's tall and tall back, and changed her conversation: "Anyway, I have already found a good person, so please don't join in the fun, lest you do bad things."
Several assistants heaved a sigh of relief, and they were silent.
After a few seconds, the elevator stopped. After the elevator door opened, Fu Xingye, who was standing in the front, got off the elevator first, and then he chose a random direction and walked forward.
Qian Jin glanced at Fu Xingye's back, secretly relieved, turned and walked to the other side.
She had already arranged for the hotel staff to arrange a room near Nie Changhuan’s room for temporary rest. As she walked to the room, she urged the man she had contacted before on WeChat: "If you don’t come, I will find someone else. !"
The man was probably anxious when he saw the news, and he actually replied by voice: Don't yeah, yeah, I've been waiting for the elevator for two minutes at most!
As soon as the daughter heard the greasy and irritable voice, her scalp numb, but when she thought about the drunk Nie Changhuan about to be planted under the hands of this greasy man, she couldn't help but want to laugh.
She wanted to see if after Nie Changhuan was slept by a man like this, Lei Yunqi would still be so devoted to her as before, and even look down on her daughter of a hotel tycoon!
The daughter paused, followed the room number to find Nie Changhuan's room, and stretched out her hand to the assistant beside her: "Where's the room card?"
The assistant hurriedly handed over the room card, but before the room card could be passed to Qianjin's hand, it was directly taken away by a hand extending from the side.
The assistant was stunned, thinking it was his own, but when he turned his head, he immediately recognized that it was the man in the elevator just now!
She was going to scream and question, but as soon as her eyes touched the man's eyes, her legs felt a little soft, and all the words were swallowed back by her own saliva.
Qian Jin was still standing a few steps away with her back to her back, and the other two assistants had already entered the room that Qian Jin had set a long time ago, and they didn't even know it.
Qianjin waited for a few seconds, her hands were a little softer before she got her room card, she frowned and turned around. The moment she saw Fu Xingye, she was startled because of his face, and was thinking about getting in. After pretending to be such an excellent opposite sex, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his assistant standing aside.
The assistant finally remembered who this man was, and desperately winked at the daughter, but the daughter didn’t understand, and asked the assistant stupidly: "What do you do with your eyebrows? Just say something!"
"Let me talk about it." Fu Xingye held out his hand to Qianjin in a rather flat tone, "borrow your phone."
When Qianjin was told by him, she subconsciously almost handed over her mobile phone whose screen was still on the WeChat interface.
But even if she finally reacted, it was useless, because Fu Xingye had expected that she would not give it a long time ago. When he stretched out his hand, he walked two steps forward and directly took away the phone she was pinching between her fingers.
"Hey what are you doing?! Why do you just grab something?!" Qian Jin whispered, and rushed to grab her mobile phone. Fu Xingye glanced at her coldly. She suddenly felt a chill on her back and was shocked. She stayed for a second, but then she sneered, turned her head and shouted at her assistant, "What are you still doing?! Go and call me the security of the hotel!"
The assistant didn’t move. He glanced at Fu Xingye, who was checking his daughter’s mobile phone calmly. He was almost crying, and whispered to his eldest lady: "You don’t know when you are abroad all the year round. This gentleman is the third son of the Whale City Fu family. He and Nie... He and Nie..."
She didn't dare to say it for a long time, but she used to hold her daughter's hand: "Miss, let's forget about today's affairs, let's go back first, okay?!"
"What about the third son and the fourth son, is he justified in robbing someone's mobile phone?!" The daughter was not afraid at all.
"No, Miss, you..."
Fu Xingye raised his head at this moment and stared at the yelling daughter. At that moment, the hostility emanating from him caused the assistant's words to stop abruptly. The daughter also felt cold all over her body, and there was no doubt that this man would be next to him. Just strangle her to death!
She hid behind her assistant, and finally remembered with hindsight who the so-called third son of the Fu family was, and finally reluctantly recalled the relationship between him and Nie Changhuan.
She forced a smile to explain, but before she had time to speak, the elevator clinked, and a thin middle-aged man ran over with his shoulders and stopped in front of the daughter: "Zhou Miss, where is that so happy? Didn't it mean that you are drunk? If you don't hurry, the wine will wake up, and I won't be able to do business!"
The legs of the daughter of Zhou surnamed were already shaking, her face was stiff, and her voice was trembling. He said to Fu Xingye: "Fu Sanshao, listen to me. This is a misunderstanding. I want to make a joke with Miss Nie. , It’s not really necessary to..."
Fu Xingye inserted the phone into the pocket of his overcoat, without even looking at the skinny man, took the house card he had brought before, and turned and left.
Zhou Qianjin didn't finish her words, she stared at Fu Xingye's back, waiting for him to swipe his card to enter the room before finally reacting afterwards: Fu Xingye took her mobile phone!
Fu Xingye just took a mobile phone!
It's not that she is reluctant to have a mobile phone... She numbs her scalp when she thinks of the WeChat chat content that she has not had time to delete! However, some things are useless if the scalp is numb!
Zhou Qianjin staggered backwards, she was so frightened that she burst into tears!
The assistant on the side hurried over to support her: "Miss, don't you..."
He slapped his face and slapped the assistant's face fiercely! Zhou Qianjin gritted her teeth: "It's all your bad idea! Get out of here now, and I won't see you again!"
Half of the assistant's face was swollen, and he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. Finally, he gritted his teeth and turned around and walked away.
When Zhou Qianjin saw that she really dared to leave, she stomped her foot fiercely, turned around and unscrewed the doorknob and entered the room that she had decided long ago.
The other two assistants were sitting on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. They were so busy that they didn't even notice her entering the door.
Zhou Qianjin was about to get angry, and suddenly thought of something, she rushed over and snatched the computer in the arms of one of the assistants. When she saw the content of the blog post on the screen, her temples suddenly jumped, and she plugged the laptop again. To the assistant, almost screaming and ordering her: "Quickly delete! Delete immediately!"
The assistant was frightened by her and deleted it before she had time to think about it.
After Zhou Qianjin calmed down, the assistant asked her cautiously, "Miss, what happened?"
Zhou Qianjin hugged her head: "Anyway, you can delete it, don't ask!"
The assistant and the other assistant looked at each other, and the other assistant cautiously said to Zhou Qianjin: "Miss, if something happens, you must tell us, we really want a remedy."
"Because you just asked us to build momentum. In addition to posting the content on our own account, we also bought several other big Vs to help repost it. So if something goes wrong, we need to remedy it, not just our own account. Just delete it."
Zhou Qianjin suddenly raised her head: "Since you understand the truth, then hurry up and delete them all, what are you doing in a daze?!"
The assistant swallowed, and whispered: "It's too late, the speed of network transmission is really too fast..."
With that said, the assistant was afraid that she would not believe it, and quickly moved the computer to show her: Nie Changhuan and Lei Yunqi's enthusiasm has risen.
Zhou Qianjin thought of Fu Xingye's hostile eyes, thought of her mobile phone that had fallen in his hand, and closed her eyes desperately: she was done.
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Nie Changhuan didn’t feel that uncomfortable at first, but Da Yue felt safe when he entered the room. He couldn’t hold it all at once. He planned to lie down on the sofa before going to wash, but as soon as he lay down, he became drunk. He couldn't even open his eyelids.
But the strange thing is that the eyelids are heavy and people are tired, but there is no sleepiness at all, the head seems a little numb, and the clear consciousness floats here and there for a while, but there is no way to achieve it.
The light was dazzling, Nie Changhuan couldn't have the energy to turn off the light, raised his hand to cover his eyes, vaguely thinking of the events at the banquet, thinking of his isolation and helplessness.
She thought that if she had a husband who, even if she didn't pet herself very much, had a harmonious relationship, she wouldn't have to fall into the field where she wanted to sleep in a hotel alone tonight.
But my husband...
Where does her husband come from
At this time, Fu Xingye’s face squeezed into his mind uncontrollably. Nie Changhuan blinked, subconsciously resisting his appearance, but there seemed to be a voice on the other side saying: Don’t struggle, he’s somehow He is a good biological father. After being with him, at least I don’t have to worry about life like I am now...
Nie Changhuan sniffed, vaguely feeling that a cool body fell from the corner of his eyes.
She wiped it off, and the wetness between her fingers made her slow-minded finally realize that she was crying. She wanted to pull her lips to make herself laugh, but she sighed softly instead of her facial muscles.
When Fu Xingye came in, he just heard the sigh.
The light in the room was bright, and he saw Nie Changhuan, who was lying on the sofa in his clothes, curled up into a ball, one hand was covering his eyes, only the scarlet lips were slightly open, revealing a little white teeth.
Fu Xingye turned off the ceiling light in the room, turned on the small light at the entrance, and walked towards Nie Changhuan step by step.
He didn't deliberately let go of his footsteps. The sound of shoes stepping on the floor was clear in the quiet room, but Nie Changhuan didn't move until he stopped next to Nie Changhuan.
Fu Xingye looked closely and found that there were still tears on the corners of her eyes.
He frowned and leaned over, thinking about wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes for her, then he thought about it, fearing to disturb her, so he called her name softly.
Nie Changhuan was still trying to drive Fu Xingye out of his mind. He heard Fu Xingye’s voice in a daze. He couldn't distinguish between fantasy and reality for a while, so he rolled over impatiently, and muttered, "Can you please? Go away, so annoying."
Fu Xingye's leaning body froze, and after several seconds he straightened up and took a step back.
Compared with embarrassment, Fu Xingye looked at Nie Changhuan, who was lying on the sofa with his back to him, more at a loss.
He stood quietly behind her for a while before turning around. After adjusting the central air conditioner to a suitable temperature, he called the hotel to send a bowl of sober soup, then went to ** to find a thin quilt, gently Covered on Nie Changhuan.
As soon as the quilt was covered, she felt comfortable, and she shrank again, trying to put her feet in the quilt.
Only then did Fu Xingye notice that although she was wrapped in a down jacket, she was barefoot wearing a pair of stiletto shoes, and her original white instep had become a little blue from the cold.
Fu Xingye didn't care about what she had just let herself go away. One hand gently grasped her slender ankle, while the other hand supported her silver high heels, and slowly took off her shoes.
After he took off her two shoes gently, he held her feet with his hands, trying to stuff her into the quilt.
As a result, her feet were far colder than he thought. Fu Xingye frowned and looked at Nie Changhuan, who was also frowning. After a little hesitation, he didn't let go of her feet. Instead, he used his big hands to crush her. She wrapped her feet completely, and covered her feet with her own body temperature.
Nie Changhuan was half-dreaming and half-awake. He only felt that his originally cold and painful feet were suddenly wrapped in warmth. He instinctively wanted more warmth. He stretched his feet restlessly into the warmth, and they were hooked tightly. His toes stretched out, moving and moving in the warmth.
Holding her feet, Fu Xingye was a little confused at first. With her movement, he felt his palms numb, as if an ant was biting.
Fu Xingye squinted his eyes slightly, and used some force with his ten fingers to hold her feet tighter to prevent her from continuing to move.
But Nie Changhuan was reluctant, and when his feet retracted, he whispered and complained: "It hurts, can you do it lightly?"
"..." Fu Xingye's Adam's apple rolled and loosened her foot easily.
Nie Changhuan's feet immediately shrank up, and his toes curled up tightly as before.
Fu Xingye saw that she had not been able to successfully retract her feet into the quilt after shrinking there for a long time. He couldn't help holding her lips and smiling, and then stretched out her hands to pull over her cold feet. After a little hesitation, he opened his clothes directly. At the bottom, she tucked her feet into it.
The moment her cold feet touched her hot abdomen skin, Fu Xingye was tightened even by her cold temples.
Nie Changhuan was satisfied. His tight feet slowly stretched out again. After a few minutes, the place felt cold. His feet were stretched out of his clothes again, looking for warmer skin.
Fu Xingye bowed his waist and endured, enduring her wanton behavior in her own clothes and her own chaotic desires. When Nie Changhuan finally stopped moving, fell asleep contentedly and heard the sound of even breathing, Mr. Fu Xingye He took a long sigh of relief.
Because of Nie Changhuan's feet, Fu Xingye's spirit has been tense. When he relaxed, he sat next to Nie Changhuan, not knowing when he fell asleep.
When Nie Changhuan opened his eyes, he first got used to the headache and other discomforts after getting drunk, and then slowly opened his eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, she vaguely felt that something was wrong, but her thinking and feeling were dull, and it took several seconds before she suddenly opened her eyes.
Her heart throbbed wildly without daring to move, and then she sat up slowly with her stiff legs.
Although there was no light in the room, Nie Changhuan saw Fu Xingye sitting there at a glance.
Fu Xingye tilted his head and leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.
Nie Changhuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at the feet that he had inserted into his clothes. The ankle of one of her feet was still pinched by Fu Xingye's palm.
She was in a mess, and she didn't know whether it was embarrassment or guilty conscience. She moved very slowly and tried to stretch her feet out.
I don't know if her movements were too big, or Fu Xingye was too startled, she just opened her head, Fu Xingye opened her eyes.