Fu Nuan was sweating all over by the low and dull voice in his ears, and a hot feeling rushed into his mind. His clear eyes filled with unknown moisture, and the man in front of him squinted his eyes. There was a dry throat, and it got closer.
At this moment, Fu Nuan could feel the warm breath of the man overturning, pulling every nerve in her, making her brain feel dizzy, and she didn't know what to do.
But see—
The man’s thin lips were only a few minutes away from her, Fu Nuan closed his eyes subconsciously, thinking he wanted to...
But in the next second, the weight on his body and the unique breath that belonged to the man disappeared together.
"Ah… "
The sneer sounded, and the door opened and closed, bringing in a blast of cold wind, which instantly blew Fu Nuan back to his senses.
I saw the man who had gotten out of the car with a smirk, the curvature of the corners of his mouth did not bother to converge, but he condescendingly bent over and threw a sentence at her through the window of the car—
"Tomorrow at eight o'clock, if you are late again..."
The unspoken "threat" behind made Fu Nuan tremble, and it took a long while to wake up from the shock of the moment. His eyes were a little confused and watched the handsome back in the rearview mirror drift away. Until it disappears.
Hey, why did she take on such a drudgery!
Fu Nuan rubbed his hair in annoyance, and smoothly stroked the sweat on his forehead, not knowing what he was nervous about just now.
"Huh..."
After the fine sweat in his hands was dried by the cold wind, Fu Nuan closed the window and stepped on the accelerator and walked away.
…
Back at the apartment, Rong Yu sat on the sofa and unbuttoned his neckline. He was still thinking about the scene just now. The corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, but he heard the phone on the table ringing coldly.
Assistant Chen called—
"what's up?"
"President Rong, excuse me, it is Mr. Fu from Yuancheng Company. He said he wanted to introduce... his daughter to see you. Look, do you want to arrange it?"
"daughter?"
With the words Rong and Qing spit out, the charming little face of a woman came to mind.
Of course, Assistant Chen explained again: "It seems to be a stepdaughter, not a biological daughter."
If he wanted to send it to Mr. Rong, Assistant Chen naturally found out the details of the other party.
Hearing the sound, the man narrowed the corners of his eyes and sneered suddenly, thinking: This Fu Zhao is reluctant to bear his daughter, so he sent a fake daughter to replace him.
"This kind of thing is solved for the first time, eh?"
Through the telephone line, you can feel the majesty and indifference of President Rongda, Assistant Chen hurriedly responded:
"Yes, I understand."
Here, Assistant Chen hung up the phone and was silent for a moment before he cleared his voice and pressed another number.
…
Fu's, in the living room.
Lin Sirou sat beside her mother Lin Rong with a well-behaved face, and the mother and daughter stared at Fu Zhao who was answering the phone.
"Ms. Fu, please also Miss Fu to see Mr. Rong alone in three days, and there will be a car to pick you up later."
"Good, good... It's really troublesome for Assistant Chen. It's a hard work."
Listening to the answer on the phone, Fu Zhao smiled attentively, waiting for the other end to hang up, Fu Zhaocai carefully put down the phone, and looked at the Lin Rong mother and daughter opposite and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally, there is a good start. If this relationship can really be achieved, the company's affairs will be over."
Seeing Fu Zhao so happy, the mother and daughter Lin Rong on the opposite side greeted each other with a smirk, winking at each other.
Lin Sirou understood her mother's meaning in her heart, and immediately put on a face of a good girl and said softly: "Uncle Fu, since things have progressed so much, then you and my mother's wedding, and the transfer of my surname Shouldn't it be done sooner?"
The latter words added a bit of eagerness, and Lin Sirou clenched her hands, waiting for Fu Zhao's answer.
Hearing this, Fu Zhao frowned, thinking that it is not easy for his daughter Fu Nuan to agree to the marriage. If the wedding is held with great fanfare, I am afraid that her daughter will feel even more uncomfortable.
"Wedding... We are all old and we are married again, so let's not do it."
Upon hearing this, Lin Rong's face suddenly became a little ugly. She just wanted to refute, but Lin Sirou glanced at her, silently reminding her mother of their ultimate goal.
"Then I should change my name and change my surname sooner, right? That way, I can see Mr. Rong as the daughter of the Fu family."
Fu Zhao paused, thinking about the matter, there is really no room for delay, and then nodded and agreed, "Well, let's do it tomorrow."
With an affirmative answer, Lin Sirou felt relieved, and even the expression on Lin Rong's face eased somewhat.
Let the two mothers and daughters enter the Fu's gate in a straightforward manner. Later... Are you afraid that you won't be able to fight a Fu Nuan