"It's still him." She was honest.
Fu Nanli's face was gloomy. "He does care about you."
Wen Qiao was helpless: "I kept my distance from him, probably because we were neighbors."
Fu Nanli knew that this was not a relationship between neighbors. To the right of Huaihe Company was Wen Qiao's company, and to the left was another company. He invited Qin Bei in, "What's the name of the company to the left of Huaihe? Who is the boss?"
"Taihe Company, the boss is the eldest daughter of the He He family."
"Single or married?"
Qin Bei was completely confused. Why would the young master ask about other women in front of Miss Wen? This was not in line with the young master's style.
"Single, the company was opened by Mr. He for his daughter, and Taihe also has several good artists."
Fu Nanli took a sip of red wine and asked, "Does Miss He have any activities recently?"
"She is one of the most active socialites in the socialite circle. She is often seen in the entertainment industry, charity events, and various dinner parties. She even won a big award for fashion design yesterday."
Wen Qiao: "Qin Bei, how do you know so much?"
Qin Bei laughed: "Privately, Song An and I will watch gossip news together when we are bored."
Wen Qiao: …
She felt really ashamed of herself for being such a 1.80-meter-tall man whose hobby was reading gossip news.
"So did Huaihe's president William send flowers to Miss He to congratulate her?"
Qin Bei: "I'm not sure about that. I heard that when Miss He saw Mr. William at a party, she acted coquettishly and tried to flirt with him, but Mr. William ignored her."
Wen Qiao: …
Don't you know too much? Xiao Qin, maybe you can have a future as a paparazzi.
Fu Nanli glanced at Wen Qiao who was concentrating on eating: "So, William is only special to you."
Wen Qiao chuckled: "Maybe it's because I look better."
Qin Bei felt his young master's suddenly decreasing pressure and quickly left the private room.
Fu Nanli dropped the knife and fork in his hand. The candle submerged in the crystal cover swayed with the air flow, and the knife and fork hit the flat plate with a crisp sound.
Wen Qiao looked up, his eyes blank, and stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth, not knowing what was going on: "What's wrong with you?"
"Come here." The man said lightly, picked up the towel beside him and wiped the corner of his mouth.
Wen Qiao stared at the few pieces of steak left on the plate: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I'm eating."
Young Master Fu looked depressed and said again, "Come here."
Wen Qiao stuffed the remaining two pieces of steak into his mouth, chewed quickly with his cheeks puffed up, then stood up and walked to Fu Nanli.
The man stretched out his long arm, grabbed her hand, and with a force, Wen Qiao fell onto his lap. She saw that his eyes were deep.
After eating and drinking too much, people's thinking will become slower.
It took Wen Qiao a while to realize that he might be jealous.
Being jealous of William.
Because William sent flowers.
She wolfed down the beef in her mouth and choked. She sat on Fu Nanli's lap, picked up the red wine on the table, took a sip to moisten her throat.
Wen Qiao was startled when his lips were suddenly sealed and knocked over the wine glass, which rolled to the ground and made a shattering sound.
Qin Bei, who was guarding outside the door, heard the noise and rushed in without even knocking. When he saw the scene inside, he gasped and immediately retreated. Fortunately, the young master did not blame him, but just indulged in the kiss.
The wine and air in Wen Qiao's mouth were all gone, and the man let her go.
(End of this chapter)