Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Jingting sent her back.

It was where she lived before, his place.

It's as if he didn't ask how her car crashed.

She also didn't ask if she should move out from here.

The raging news was originally the culprit that made her restless, but now it became her hostility to fight back.

Looking at the problem from another angle, it seems that it can be her help.The next stop, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Xu Qingcheng wiped her hair, she turned her head to look in the direction of the shower.

He was taking a shower, and there was the sound of dripping water.

Xu Qingcheng's heart was beating a little fast, and he was a little flustered. It was not the first time for the two of them, but even if she had a purpose to linger with him, he knew it very well.

This feeling of mutual understanding made her feel relieved.

But once mixed with other thoughts...

Who likes to be tricked?
Xu Qingcheng bit her lip. At this point, she was cornered. There was no better or faster choice.

The bathroom door opened, and the man came out wiping his hair. When he saw her, his footsteps paused slightly.

The clothes here are prepared by his temporary arrangement, without any special explanation, and are used in daily life.

The clothes are all quite satisfactory, not particularly sexy and coquettish.

But if she wanted to, even ordinary clothes could create a hot visual feast.

A gray-blue lace-trimmed silk suspender nightdress, and a nightgown of the same style on the outside, so you can definitely wrap yourself up tightly.

But at this moment, the nightgown was abandoned by her, and she was only wearing the suspender nightdress, one side of the suspender hangs down the shoulder and hangs on the arm, revealing the ups and downs of the chest carelessly.

Fu Jingting's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his eyes were on fire.

But she didn't seem to notice him at all, she sat on the edge of the bed, stepped on the edge of the bed with one leg bent, and rubbed lotion on her leg.

Because of her movement, the hem of the skirt moved up quietly, almost piled up to her waist.

looming.

Fuck!
Fu Jingting cursed, he walked over and directly grabbed the person and threw him on the bed, the darkness in his eyes was so dark that it was about to come out, "Tempt me?"

She pushed him, her wrists were weakly pressed against his chest, her cheeks were slightly red, and she vividly interpreted the refusal and the welcome.

"How can... hey, don't be like this..."

The voice was delicate, as if a handful of sugar had been sprinkled in his mouth, it was so sweet that he was tired of it.

He tortured her on purpose, seeing the charming look at the end of her eyes, and ruthlessly drilled into his bones, he wanted to kill her.

……

Xu Qingcheng slept deeply.

If it was said that she intended to seduce her at the beginning, then she really didn't want it later.

She was crying, very pitiful, but he refused to let her go, really tossing to death, even if her eyes were red from crying, she would not stop.

The heavy curtains were fully drawn, and her eyelashes seemed to be dripping with water.

Delicate as a flower ravaged by ruthlessness.

Fu Jingting brushed his fingers under her eyelids, he stood up, and there were several missed calls on his mobile phone.

He looked down and dialed back.

On such an important occasion yesterday, the group was very dissatisfied with his handling of the European project, and several forces were fighting over it.

The person involved was absent, and only Duan Hengchu was installed there as a target.

On the battlefield without gunpowder smoke, with swords and swords, Fu Jingting didn't even give a word, and just let Duan Heng figure it out.

The situation was chaotic, but no one was on Fu Jingting's side, and even Fu Pinghui rarely said a word for him.

When the call was connected, Duan Heng heaved a sigh of relief, "Young Master Fu, the situation is not right."

He almost stayed up all night, and the materials in his hand went through piles and piles, and everything was being suppressed. Duan Heng and Fu Jingting went to the European project. He almost watched the whole process, but was approached by Fu Jingting. The call came back.

Then there's this internal thing.

Why did the project go wrong at the end? Duan Heng is keenly aware that the problem is definitely behind the scenes.

He was at the scene yesterday and broke out in a cold sweat. Unfortunately, Fu Jingting's phone has been unavailable since the afternoon.

Fu Jingting hummed, took his tie and walked out of the bedroom, and made a phone call in the study, "Tell me your opinion."

"The paper material is seamless, and it's a bit difficult to turn it over, and time doesn't allow it." Duan Heng's voice was tense, "But I'm sure the European project doesn't have these problems."

Fu Jingting's brows were cold, he held his phone sideways, and buttoned up his shirt one by one, "What else?"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly opened up, Duan Heng was a little embarrassed to speak, and was thinking about how to say it in a tactful manner.

The man was not in a hurry, and just waited for the other side to speak. He put on the cuff buttons and hung the silver-gray tie around his neck, and finally heard Duan Heng say, "The young master has something to do at this meeting. This time the opportunity came to the front of the screen. Mr. Fu... your father expressed his support."

The action of putting on the tie stopped, Fu Jingting held the mobile phone, he walked to the window, opened the curtains, the morning light was hidden, a line of white was in the sky, the whole world was still in darkness, but there was always something about to move, the time was up Just like this daylight.

It's bright.

You will not be given any time to prepare.

Fu Jingting leaned on the window sill with one hand, "The road was paved before we went to Europe, and you can't turn it around even if you have time. It depends on how to retreat."

Obedient and listening, Duan Heng suddenly froze. He had been with Fu Jingting for many years, and he knew that every step he took after entering the Fu Group was dangerous.

Fu Minghui was in control of the power. Originally, Fu Pingxiu was being trained as a successor, but since he was injured in a car accident and the Fu family was in turmoil for a period of time, no one mentioned it anymore.

Even if the successor is free, Fu Jingting did not enter the grass-roots internship at the age of 21 until the old man of the Fu family called his name four years ago. In four years, he stepped up step by step and came to the present amidst doubts.

His highlight moment was the urban construction project he worked on three years ago, which was about to enter the stage of bankruptcy and reorganization, but it took more than two years to revive it with a reverse attitude and become a heavyweight in the Fu Group. Fu Jingting also directly jumped to executive vice president s position.

If there is no accident, it is only a matter of time before he wins the helm of the Fu Group.

Although, Duan Heng had expected that this situation would definitely happen today, but he didn't expect it to happen so early.

"Fu Shao, give up so easily?"

"Stop the loss in time." Fu Jingting resolutely, without hesitation, "We want to win the investment and financing platform under Fu's."

Duan Heng was silent for a while, and he quickly flipped through the financial report he had read, "Okay, I understand."

In the study outside, his voice was not deliberately lowered, and it was heard intermittently in his ears. Xu Qingcheng sat up with his eyelids propped up.

It was difficult to fall asleep before, but now she was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes. She rubbed her face to wake herself up, so she couldn't fall asleep at this time.

She got up, ducked into the shower and called.

Fu Jingting hung up the phone, and when he turned around, he saw Xu Qingcheng standing at the door of the study.

She changed into pajamas, but it was still a little thin, and the close-fitting fabric clearly outlined her good figure.

Fu Jingting put away the phone and walked up to her, reached out to help her adjust the neckline, the shallow V neckline was straightened, and she couldn't hide her style.

There are traces left by him on his body, telling about that madness.

Her eyes were still swollen, and she was still charming.

"Can't sleep?" He asked, eyebrows and eyes raised, looking like a beast in clothes, "Didn't you say that you are exhausted, can't hold on anymore and want to have a good sleep?"