"Let Brother Cheng turn it off. Let's have a good meal and praise He Yan for her talent. Isn't this the theme of tonight's dinner?"
Fu Cheng was very supportive: "Xiao Wen, I didn't expect you to be so talented."
Fu Chuan, on the other hand, had no expression on his face and was drinking alone.
Wen Qiao reached for his phone: "Let's eat."
Stop praising her. You'll create an enemy for her and it won't be worth it.
Fu Cheng joked, "Brother, let's open a music company for your kid."
He Yan's heart was lifted.
Fu Nanli said calmly: "Eat."
The look in He Yan's eyes when she looked at Wen Qiao was somewhat meaningful.
I heard before that Fu Nanli bought No. 9 Middle School for Wen Qiao.
In theory, opening a music production company is a trivial matter for Fu Nanli, but he has not made a clear statement.
Does this mean that I'm tired of this girl
He Yan felt a little happier.
The topic finally turned to He Yan. He Yan took out her award-winning jewelry and slowly opened the dark red velvet square box. It emitted a dazzling light under the reflection of the crystal chandelier.
Wen Qiao sincerely praised: "So beautiful."
He Jun is naturally proud of his sister: "The contestants this time are all top jewelry designers from various countries. Xiaoyan is indeed talented in this area."
Fu Cheng naturally supported it, he supported everyone, and Fu Chuan also responded with a few words.
Only Fu Nanli didn't speak.
He Jun said: "Nan Li, what do you think?"
Fu Nanli said calmly: "I have no knowledge of these, they just look beautiful."
The tone is a bit perfunctory.
He Yan didn't take it to heart, because Wen Qiao poured the juice for herself tonight and Fu Nanli didn't help her with every detail.
It's really different from before. Fu Nanli used to hold this little girl in the palm of his hand, not caring about other people's opinions at all. But now, that feeling has faded.
Fu Nanli didn't understand these things at all, and there was no need for him to please anyone or curry favor with anyone. Just a perfunctory compliment on her beauty was enough to make her happy.
Wen Qiao ate in silence, minimizing his presence.
Today, Fu Nanli didn't help her pick up food or pour her drinks, but she was a bit sensitive and didn't take such trivial matters to heart.
After eating and drinking, she gently put down her chopsticks, and Fu Nanli talked to them about business matters.
"The profits of No. 9 Middle School seem to be very limited. You are doing charity just to allow Xiao Wen's brother to continue his studies, Nan Li."
He Jun spoke.
He Yan's eyes dimmed. Her brother was talking about something irrelevant.
Fu Nanli smiled and said: "Make some contribution to education."
Fu Cheng agreed: "This brother has money, let him do some charity."
Wen Qiao put his hands on the edge of the table, listened to them talking, didn't interrupt, and was very quiet.
Fu Nanli turned his head and saw some cream from the dessert on the corner of her mouth. He instinctively picked up the towel beside him and wiped the corner of her mouth skillfully.
The string in He Yan's heart broke again.
The feeling was indescribable. It was as if Fu Nanli was deliberately controlling himself from taking care of her, but he instinctively and subconsciously wanted to take care of her.
The reason I don't take care of her is that I don't want her to receive too much attention, not that our relationship has become distant.
This realization made He Yan feel a little breathless.
Fu Cheng suggested: "Let's go play cards after dinner, either mahjong or poker will do."
Fu Nanli put the towel on the table: "She is going back."
"The kid should go back soon. The main thing is, if she's still here, we'll be waiting to give her money. I don't dare play cards with her."
(End of this chapter)