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"I heard from the servant that you went out with An'an, why didn't I hear you mention it?"

Jun Mohan's words were directly aimed at Yun Wanqing, and when she heard him ask this, she pouted, with a gleam of tears in her eyes.

"I went out with Xiaoxiao, she was not feeling well, so I left first, I thought she went to a friend's place."

Jun Mohan didn't speak, but looked at her carefully with a pair of eyes, Yun Wanqing raised her heart, and asked preemptively: "What's wrong with Xiaoxiao? Is something wrong?"

"How do you know something happened to her? Does An An's matter have anything to do with you?" Jun Mohan's expression was very flat, but a storm was brewing in his eyes.

Yun Wanqing's eyes were red, and she choked up and said: "Han, you mean that I hurt Xiaoxiao, how can you think of me like that?"

"Qingqing, An'an, is my wife. I don't allow others to hurt her hair, otherwise, you know my tricks."

Seeing the coldness in Jun Mohan's eyes, Yun Wanqing's heart trembled. Although she had been abroad for six years, she had been following his messages all the time. Knowing that he had changed a lot now, people from the outside had sent a " cold-blooded" to him.

Jun Mohan took a deep look at her, then turned and left. Yun Wanqing stood there with a ferocious expression, her eyes were full of crazy jealousy, and it was because of An Xiaoxiao, she was always there. It seemed that this If the woman doesn't get rid of it, she will never get Jun Mohan's heart in this life.

Determined to pay attention, a terrible thought arose in her heart. Jun Mohan came to the study and turned on the computer.

"Jincheng, you will be back tomorrow."

Fu Jincheng on the other side of the computer was overjoyed and exclaimed: "You finally found out with your conscience, I thought you let me stay here until I grow old."

"If you want, I have no objection."

As soon as Jun Mohan finished speaking, Fu Jincheng quickly shook his head and looked at him flatteringly, "I don't want to, not at all, I still want to go back and pick up girls?"

I don't know if it was his illusion, after Fu Jincheng said this, even through the computer screen, he could feel the coldness in Jun Mohan's eyes, and reflexively said: "The person I like is Wutong, I'll go back Just to chase her."

"Ah."

Jun Mohan responded, and turned off the computer. Fu Jincheng looked at the blacked-out screen, and heaved a long sigh of relief. He had been reflecting since he came to Africa.

Mingming Jun Mohan had already promised him not to use it, but why, he temporarily changed his mind and could only talk about what happened in the middle, or what did he ignore?
In the end, he got a possibility, that is, he said the wrong thing, and let Jun Mohan, a petty and jealous man, misunderstand that he likes An Xiaoxiao, that's why he just expressed his heart, and Jun Mohan let go.

When Fu Jincheng thought about it, he would be able to go back to China immediately. When he saw Wutong, he laughed very dissatisfied. Ever since he confessed his love last time and she hung up his phone for no reason, now he doesn't have the courage to call her again.

So he booked the fastest plane overnight, rushed back to City F, and went straight to Wutong's house. Standing at the door, he suddenly became nervous.

"Boom boom boom!"

Knocking on the door, Wutong heard annoying voices in his sleep, pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.

Fu Jincheng looked down at the time. It was past eight o'clock, and she should be at home, so he continued to knock until he heard footsteps, and a happy smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Who is so annoying, why are you knocking early in the morning?"

With her messy hair on her head, Wu Tong roared angrily. Hearing her words, Fu Jincheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stammered.

"Tong, Tongtong, I'm back."

"who are you?"

Wu Tong raised his head and looked over, only to find that Fu Jincheng was standing at the door, and he closed the door with a bang.

Fu Jincheng touched his nose, and said in a low voice, "Tongtong, open the door, do I have something to say?"

"What's the matter, tell me now."

Wu Tong leaned against the door and said with a blushing face, his whole heart started to jump up and down, and he began to think wildly.

Fu Jincheng coughed a few times, "Tongtong, I like you."

Wutong stopped talking, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, not knowing how to answer Jincheng's words.

"Tongtong, are you talking?"

"If you feel too anxious, we can start as friends."

After much deliberation, Fu Jincheng thought of a way to achieve both ends. Hearing his words, Wu Tong breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly opened the door.

"it is good."

"Tongtong, I'm hungry."

Fu Jincheng suddenly looked at Wutong pitifully, and then a voice rang out between the two of them, his face was a little unnatural, "I didn't lie to you, I was really hungry, after driving for more than ten hours, I didn't even Didn't eat any food."

"Isn't there food on the plane?"

Wutong said, and invited Fu Jincheng in. As soon as he came in, he sat on the sofa, nestled there, and touched his stomach, "The food on the plane is too bad."

"Hehe, after eating what I made, you will feel that the food on the plane is a hundred times more delicious."

Wutong looked at Fu Jincheng with a half-smile, except for hot pot, she had nothing to offer.

Fu Jincheng thought she was being modest, and said with a smile: "I like everything you do."

"it is good."

Hearing the clanging sounds in the kitchen, Fu Jincheng's eyes were full of smiles. It seems that it's not just a woman's right to pretend to be pitiful. A man can also subdue a woman with this trick. At least, he stayed.

Soon, Wu Tong came out with a plate of fried rice noodles and put it on the table, "You can make do with it."

Fu Jincheng walked over, "The appearance is not bad, the taste must be good."

As soon as the rice was in the mouth, Fu Jincheng resisted the urge to spit it out quickly, wrinkled his face, swallowed it, and stretched out his thumb, "It's delicious."

"Eat it all if it's delicious, so you don't waste it."

"it is good."

Fu Jincheng frowned, ate quickly, then rushed over and poured himself a glass of water.

Seeing him like this, Wu Tong was very moved. She had a lot of boyfriends, but Fu Jincheng was the first one she admired for someone who could finish her cooking.

"Why are you crying?" Fu Jincheng raised his head and saw the tears in Wutong's eyes, and asked hastily.

Wu Tong sucked his nose, "It's all you, knowing that the food is so bad, why do you want to finish it all?"

"You made this, even if it's unpalatable, I can finish it."

As soon as Fu Jincheng's words fell, Wutong threw himself into his arms, sobbing, "I agree."

"What?" Fu Jincheng felt that his mind could not keep up with Wutong's rhythm.

A trace of shyness flashed in Wutong's eyes, "I promise to be your girlfriend."

"Tongtong, what did you just say?"

Fu Jincheng held Wutong's shoulders and looked at her with burning eyes, full of expectation.