How could Mr. Fu get rid of the anger accumulated in his chest in such a short time
Wen Qiao was a little drunk, and through his blurry vision he saw Fu Nanli stand up.
As soon as Fu Nanli stood up, everyone followed suit. Producer Xu and everyone else sent Fu Nanli to the door. Fu Nanli had no intention of waiting for Wen Qiao, and he and his bodyguard Song An walked straight out of the private room. Wen Qiao quickly ran after him.
Drinking made her movements a little slow, and when she squeezed out, Fu Nanli had already walked to the end of the corridor and was ready to go downstairs.
There was absolutely no intention of waiting for her.
Wen Qiao stopped and didn't chase him anymore.
Everyone was still watching the fun at the door. Xie Fei cheered secretly. It turned out that Mr. Fu didn't like this little internet celebrity and didn't even take her away.
Wen Qiao felt a little dizzy. She held on to the wall with her hand and stood there motionless. Then she saw the man stop at the entrance of the golden escalator and look back at her.
Wen Qiao still didn't move.
Fu Nanli finally spoke: "Hurry up."
Everyone: …
Xie Fei complained in her heart, what was this about? So Wen Qiao's pitiful appearance moved Master Fu again
All men fall for this kind of tricks. Although she despised it in her heart, she silently memorized Wen Qiao's tricks.
Wen Qiao still didn't take a step forward. Fu Nanli couldn't do anything to her after all. He turned back, held her hand, and said softly, "I told you not to drink."
"If you don't talk to me, what am I going to do if I don't drink?"
Not far away, the person who was watching Young Master Fu leave at the door could clearly hear the two people talking, and always felt that their tone was a little intimate.
Not quite normal.
He held her hand and walked forward, quickly turned a corner and went downstairs.
Everyone was confused. Producer Xu looked at Shang Fan and said, "You are more familiar with Mu Yue. Do you know what her relationship with Mr. Fu is?"
Shang Fan shrugged: "I don't know."
Since it concerns other people's privacy, he can't say anything careless.
Xie Fei felt a little aggrieved. If the young internet celebrity had not come, perhaps the chance to hook up with Mr. Fu would have belonged to her. She blamed her senior brother Shang Fan for bringing the young internet celebrity to the dinner. She looked at Shang Fan with some resentment in her eyes.
Over there, Fu Nanli had already pulled Wen Qiao downstairs and out of the door. Song An opened the car door, and Fu Nanli put his hand above her head to protect her as she got into the car.
The light in the car was dim, and Wen Qiao felt a little dizzy. He closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair. He heard the sound of a door closing and could smell a man's presence so close that he knew he had also gotten in the car.
The car engine started, and the faint scent of summer gardenia was carried into the car with the breeze. Wen Qiao's wrist was grabbed by the man, and the base notes of the blue perfume really had the effect of bewitching people.
She slowly opened her eyes, and the man's deep eyes met hers, "What are you doing?" Because of drinking, her voice was a little hoarse, and her tone was lazy. Fu Nanli leaned half an inch away from her lips.
"You are the composer of the ending song of my movie. I am the last one to know about this. Do you think it is appropriate?"
Wen Qiao: "You are my boss for composing the movie, and I am the last one to know about it. What is appropriate or inappropriate?"
Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and clamped her chin: "I asked you to act in a movie but you disagreed. Shang Fan asked you to compose music but you readily agreed."
Wen Qiao's mind was in a mess, and she held his hand back: "Don't make trouble."
Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes: "Wen Qiao..."
Wen Qiao raised her hand and touched his face: "Aren't you being unreasonable? You asked me to act in a movie, but I'm not an actor, so I naturally can't agree to it. Shang Fan asked me to compose music, and that's my job, so there's nothing wrong with me agreeing. You treated me coldly just because of such a small matter, and ignored me in front of everyone. I'm also angry."
(End of this chapter)