Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

After fighting several times, Fu Jingting knew that Xu Qingcheng would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and she would definitely not take the initiative to come to see him without asking for anything, and she went directly to Fu's Group with so many eyes on her.

This woman's intestines twisted and turned for a moment, making people dazzled.

The man snorted coldly in his heart, but he still disappeared.

Ever since Fu Jingting's eyes glanced at her and the corner of his mouth curled up, Xu Qingcheng felt something was wrong.

Then when she saw the man strolling into the hall without even looking at her, she understood that she probably didn't want to see her.

She raised her skirt with both hands and hurried out of the waiting area and headed towards him.

She walked very fast, and the pleated white skirt on her body danced with her steps, like a dancing elf in the front hall paved with shiny marble floors.

"Young Master Fu."

Her voice was not high, and she was as gentle as possible, panting slightly and standing in front of him.

Fu Jingting's face was calm and stern. The unique place of Fu's Group seemed to have absorbed all the evil and ruffian energy in him quietly. He glanced at her, then turned his head to look at Duan Heng.

That look was obviously extremely calm, but from his slightly furrowed brows, it was clear that he was unhappy and impatient.

"Do you have an appointment?" "I'm busy, don't you know? Why did you ask her to come here without an appointment?" "How did you become an assistant? Handle it yourself!".

At that moment, Xu Qingcheng even suspected that the evil and bad man who kissed her when he seized the opportunity was not the same person as him.

Fu Jingting's stare made Duan Heng's hair stand on end, he hurriedly stepped forward, "Miss Xu, I'm sorry..."

Seeing the man stepping forward, Xu Qingcheng clicked her tongue and passed Duan Heng, and deliberately fell on Fu Jingting...fall...damn!

Fu Jingting suddenly stepped aside to avoid it.

When Xu Qingcheng found out, she couldn't hold back her feet. She secretly scolded the man for being incomprehensible and just waiting to fall down in an indecent posture.

"Miss Xu, be careful."

Duan Heng hastily stretched out his hand to help her, and just touched her waist, and then...

Xu Qingcheng only felt that her arm was pulled back with force, her body was forced to rotate 180 degrees, and then she fell into an embrace.

The force on the arm was absorbed, and her waist was wrapped tightly, firmly.

Xu Qingcheng gasped for breath, frightened to death, at that moment almost thought that he was about to fall into a shit.

Holding his suit with his fingers, Xu Qingcheng's heart was still beating violently, but she consciously lay still in his arms.

When the woman's body was spinning, the flying long hair slapped Duan Heng's face.

It was like a slap on his face.

Duan Heng hastily withdrew his hand, tears streaming down his face.

Fu Shao's face was dark, and his eyes were sharp. He felt that if he stretched forward again, his hands would be useless.

What was this woman up to? Fu Jingting made a wild guess. The photos of the two of them together only circulated in the upper class circle. This is still a very small circle, and the public is obviously unaware of it.

She came here blatantly, so she might be a little suspected of touching porcelain.

Fu Jingting would not and would not want her to get what she wanted, so he avoided it during the self-performance that she was clearly stumbling on purpose.

He wants to see how this woman will act.

However, the moment Duan Heng stretched out his hand, Fu Jingting couldn't hold back, and pulled him back into his arms.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

There was a sudden explosion in the administrative work group of the Fu Group.

"Who is that woman?"

"Ah, is my male god going to fly?"

"A star? In terms of appearance, it's fine!"

"Goddess, this temperament, this appearance, absolutely amazing! Let her go, let me do it!"

Compared to the quiet surroundings, the shouts of fighting pictures in the group were extremely lively.

Looking at his dark and displeased face, Xu Qingcheng cursed in her heart: Why are you staring, you can just hide and not allow others to help me.Cheap or not.

In fact, she tugged at his clothes with her fingers, and said softly, "Thank you."

It was only when she got close that she noticed that she had no makeup on at all, and the white dress set her off from the world, which was completely different from the charming and seductive she deliberately presented in the past.

She was wearing a pair of flat white shoes today, she was a lot shorter, and she became even petite in his arms.

She wrapped a thin black belt around her waist, which made her waist thin and soft, and swayed gently in his arms. I don't know if it was an illusion, as if she had lost a lot of weight.

Fu Jingting's eyes sank, and his eyes fell on her slightly pale face, guessing that she came out of the hospital and went straight here at this time.

He let go of his arms, Xu Qingcheng hurriedly stood up straight, and she gave him the bag she was carrying, "It's for you."

The man raised his eyebrows.

"It's not that my arm is injured. I didn't have the arrogance of you to buy all the trauma medicines in the pharmacy. These should be enough." She was coquettish and angry, which would really make a man weak.

Duan Heng silently turned his face away, suddenly understanding Fu Shao's occasional anomalies.

Who can bear this kind of twisted fingers? !

Fu Jingting stared at her pretendingly coquettish appearance, and said lightly, "Aren't your teeth sore?"

Xu Qingcheng rolled her eyes and almost couldn't help rolling them out, laughing, "It's not sour, after eating so much sugar, it should be sweeter."

The two of you come and block each other, Duan Heng listened, and sighed again, his judgment was wrong, Fu Shaozhi's male diamond attributes, he can bear it.

Duan Heng's cell phone rang, and he looked at it and hurriedly reminded Fu Jingting, "Young Master Fu, it's time to make an appointment with the Qihang team."

As soon as Fu Jingting glanced over, Xu Qingcheng said immediately, "I'll wait for you to finish. Give me a few minutes."

The man turned and walked towards the elevator, "An hour later."

This was agreed, and Xu Qingcheng hurriedly followed.

The elevator door is closed, isolating all gossip and prying eyes.

While the elevator was going up, Duan Heng calmly and skillfully reported to Fu Jingting the supplementary situation of the Qihang team and the other party's possible requests.At the same time, he checked his afternoon itinerary again.

The itinerary is very full.

Although Xu Qingcheng is no stranger to these itinerary arrangements, such a dense arrangement still makes her look sideways.

An Cheng's opinion of Fu Jingting is not low, but he has always played a lucky role. If it wasn't for his uncle's incompetence, if it wasn't for his elder brother's accident, how could it be his turn? !
But in Xu Qingcheng's eyes, he was more of that unprincipled man who looked at her wishing he could tear her apart.

Now the two images finally merge silently.

After hearing the itinerary, Fu Jingting adjusted the time of the two meetings. He tilted his head, really unintentionally, and saw Xu Qingcheng's pale, ghost-like face had two clusters of inconspicuous blushes, making her skin rosy and rosy Delicate.

Fu Jingting was no stranger to her appearance, so he cast a cold glance over her.

What are you thinking? !
Xu Qingcheng was stunned when he received that look, the embarrassment of being seen through made her wish to bite off the tip of her tongue.