The intimate gesture made Fu Jiang confused. Could it be that he kicked a steel plate
But I haven't heard that the young master is in love.
I have never heard that the young master has the habit of keeping a little celebrity. His private life is as clean as a blank sheet of paper, and I have never heard that he has a mistress in Xiaotangshan.
Wen Qiao pointed at Fu Jiang: "He held my hand, asked me to drink with him, and even kissed me."
Fu Jiang saw that his cousin's face was terribly gloomy, and his legs immediately trembled so much that he could not stand.
“Young... Young Master, I..." He was so scared that he even changed the way he addressed him and no longer dared to call him brother.
Fu Nanli slowly wiped Wen Qiao's face, then wiped the dark red wine from her neck, then threw away the handkerchief in his hand, without even turning his head, his voice was filled with a sinister tone that made one's scalp tingle, "If I see you here again..."
"Master, I was wrong. I was blind. I will never come to Xiaotangshan again. I was wrong. I shouldn't have touched your people. I'm sorry."
It was a standard 90-degree bow, just short of kneeling down.
"When I see her again..." Fu Nanli said in a cold voice.
"I will definitely go around it, young master. I was wrong because I didn't recognize the real master."
Fu Cheng took advantage of the situation and said, "These two wine cabinets, with nearly a hundred bottles of Louis XIII, are all broken. Fu Jiang, what are you going to do?"
I have disliked Fu Jiang for a long time, and Fu Cheng has to take advantage of him.
"Master, I will pay for it. I will pay for it all."
Fu Nanli lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Qiao: "Just check her account."
"Yes, yes, Master, I'll send someone to beat him right away."
Zhao Tong found Fu Jiang's panic a little strange.
"That doesn't make sense. Fu Jiang has always been arrogant and doesn't take those people seriously. Could it be that..."
Xu Lu's heart was in her throat, and she denied it flatly, "It couldn't be Fu Nanli."
Even if Wen Qiao had great abilities, she could never be as good as Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli put his arm around Wen Qiao's shoulders and left the chaotic nightclub surrounded by the crowd.
Several celebrities who passed by Zhao Tong and Xu Lu whispered, "Fu Jiang is just a paper tiger. He dares not even fart in front of Fu Nanli."
“It’s really refreshing.”
Xu Lu's face turned terribly pale in an instant, her hands tightly grasped the edge of the table, her knuckles turned white, and her heart beat too fast.
No wonder Wen Qiao looks down on Zhuang Yan.
It turned out that it had climbed to a higher branch.
What means did Wen Qiao use to hook up with Fu Nanli? She even got this most mysterious young master of a wealthy family to stand up for her.
She couldn't figure it out.
"Fu Nanli must be playing with her." Zhao Tong was indignant.
After hearing this, Xu Lu finally felt relieved.
What does she have to worry about
Wen Qiao has two younger brothers who are a burden. They have a hereditary mental illness in their genes. The Zhuang family looks down on them, and the Fu family looks down on them even more.
Fu Nanli was just having fun with her because she was young, beautiful and innocent. A young master with a family background like Fu Nanli would definitely marry a well-matched lady from a noble family.
But only she herself can feel the turmoil in her heart.
Even if it was just for fun, it would be enough to make all the celebrities and rich girls in Haicheng envious.
In the corridor, Fu Nanli took off his suit and put it on Wen Qiao. "I asked you to find me at the Jiu-Jitsu gym. Why are you here?"
Wen Qiao looked at him cautiously: "I'm lost."
"The jujitsu gym is in the opposite direction from here."
Wen Qiao looked innocent: "Yes, that's why I'm lost."
Those brothers seemed to have a good relationship with him. There was no definite evidence, and she didn't want to say bad things about them behind their backs. It sounded too much like a disaster that would drive a wedge between the brothers.
(End of this chapter)