Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 179: If I can't stand it, old Fu will feed cards! [182]

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"It's up to you, hang up!" Fu Huai'an withdrew his gaze, hung up the phone, frowning, put the phone back into his suit pocket and at the same time put out the cigarette butt, picked up the cigarette case and lighter.

Seeing Fu Huai'an coming out of the smoking area, Lin Nuan's heart beat faster and her breathing became congested.

They broke up unhappy in the morning, and Lin Nuan inevitably felt awkward and cramped when they met now.

Fu Huai'an came out, stood at the door, did not look at Lin Nuan, and said to Tang Zheng indifferently: "Let's go..."

Lin Nuan's hand holding the paper towel was lightly tightened. It was obviously a slightly moist and soft mass, but she felt that the palm of the hand was pricked lightly by a thin needle.

Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Fu Huai'an who left first, and keenly sensed that the atmosphere between Fu Huai'an and Lin Nuan was not right.

In other words, since Fu Huai'an was called over this morning, everyone has noticed that Fu Huai'an's emotions are not right. Fu Huai'an has always been a person who manages his emotions very well, and never leaks his emotions easily.

Lin Nuan was probably the only one who could affect Fu Huai'an's mood.

Seeing that Lin Nuan was about to leave, Tang Zheng hurriedly invited Lin Nuan: "Lin Nuan, let's go together. It's rare that old Fu is taking a vacation today. A few of our friends are gathering together. The private room is full of our own people, playing cards and chatting. chat!"

Lin Nuan tightly clenched the wet paper towel in her hand, forced her lips to Tang Zheng, and refused without any hesitation: "No, the dinner with me is not over yet, you guys have fun..."

"Don't!" Tang Zheng blocked Lin Nuan's way, "I'm playing cards with them, and I'm almost losing my pants. If you beat me, I'll play twice. If you win, it's yours. If you lose, it's mine! Anyway, so do I. Your investor, you should help me... "

He did not forget that night at Fu Huai'an's house when Tang Zheng stopped her from leaving, Lin Nuan lowered his head and stretched out his hands to push her away, but Lin Nuan's physical strength and height were no match for Tang Zheng in the confrontation between men and women.

She stopped, looked at Tang Zheng, and before she could speak, she heard Tang Zheng say, "The dinner on your side is not a problem, it's just a matter of my phone call, but if you don't help me play this game, I will lose." If I'm in a hurry, maybe I'm not careful, so I'll tell the leaders of your station that you lied about your alcohol allergy last time."

This is a threat...

Lin Nuan took a deep breath, suppressed her temper, stood still and said, "President Tang..."

"Only three!" Tang Zheng blocked Lin Nuan's words first, and his tone was respectful and polite, but with a bit of sincerity, "After three fights, no matter whether you win or lose, I will never mention this matter in the future. I will write you a letter of guarantee and you will see." Ok?!"

Although Lin Nuan hesitated at Tang Zheng's words, thinking about Fu Huai'an, he always felt that he was a bit rushed to go with Tang Zheng like this.

"Mr. Tang, I really can't help, and I don't know how to play cards..." Lin Nuan tried to calm his tone.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to play cards, if you can't stand it, the old master will feed you cards!"

Tang Zheng's words directly turned the relationship between Lin Nuan and Fu Huai'an into an ambiguous one. Lin Nuan's heart was blocked, and seeing that Tang Zheng refused to give way, he pulled out the banner of the Lin family: "If Mr. Tang accidentally told the leaders in the station that he slipped his tongue, It doesn't matter, I think... If I don't want to participate in the dinner, I can probably live with it if I move out of the Lin family. "

Taking advantage of Tang Zheng's stunned moment, Lin Nuan passed Tang Zheng and walked towards the private room.

Tang Zheng, who was ashamed, returned to the private room, and saw Fu Huai'an casually throwing his phone beside the teapot, with a cigarette in his mouth, and with his brows furrowed, he sat down at the card table.

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