Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Going to pick up the three babies from their parents' house, Zhong Wanxiu left them after lunch at home.

Fu Jingting's company was busy, and the phone kept ringing.

Zhong Wanxiu disliked him for being noisy, so she drove him directly to the study.

Xu Qingcheng and Zhong Wanxiu looked at the baby together and talked by the way.

"Mom, has Jing Ting stayed in New Haven?"

"He has stayed in quite a few places outside, so he should have stayed there. What's the matter?" Zhong Wanxiu asked.

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips and snorted softly, "He said he had seen me before, but I didn't remember it, so I didn't tell him when I asked him."

Zhong Wanxiu laughed, "Then you have to ask him. No one else knows about this."

"Don't ask, love to talk but not to talk."

Zhong Wanxiu laughed when she saw her pouting her mouth, a beautiful and delicate girl, she was also a little bit delicate when she was angry.

But the love between words can't hide it.

I didn't see the man coming down during lunch, so the servant went and shouted that he was still busy, don't wait for him, eat first.

Zhong Wanxiu is too used to it, one or two have this kind of virtue, and she has no time when she is busy, "I won't wait for him."

Sitting at the dining table, Xu Qingcheng still stood up, "I'll call him again."

"Are you afraid that he will be hungry?" Zhong Wanxiu was anxious.

Xu Qingcheng blushed slightly, called "Mom" coquettishly and ran to call someone.

Zhong Wanxiu smiled slightly, there is someone who knows the cold and the hot by her side, and she will never be bad in this life.

Duan Heng is in charge of all the specific work of FUC, he doesn't need to take care of specific minor matters, but he has to report to him when it comes to decision-making.There are a lot of things to do near the end of the year, but now, because Xu Qingyao is in charge of the smart city project, Shengshi Chen Rui has to report directly to him, and things pile up.

When Xu Qingcheng came in, he saw him reading emails, "Let's eat first, we can't finish the work."

Fu Jingting hummed, "I'll reply to a few emails, you guys go eat first."

Xu Qingcheng stood by the desk, and she saw the report email displayed on the computer, with the logo design font of FUC in the upper left corner.

"Then I will accompany you."

"..."

Fu Jingting looked up at her, and finally put down his work helplessly, "Let's eat first."

Xu Qingcheng laughed. She took his arm and looked up at him, "Mr. Fu, can I ask you a question?"

Fu Jingting glanced at her.

Xu Qingcheng scoffed, "It's not that, other problems."

In the morning, because she really couldn't think of when she met him, she wanted him to tell her.But this man usually talks a lot, but now he refused to say a word, making her want to go, Xu Qingcheng couldn't do it anymore, and asked him all the way, but he didn't reveal a word.

"Your name as a FUC." Xu Qingcheng asked him with eyebrows bent, "What do you mean?"

Fu Jingting saw that she had guessed it obviously, but still asked him, reached out and flicked her forehead, "I don't know?"

"You can't just ask, I'm afraid I'll be sentimental and guess wrong!" Miss Xu shook his arm, "Tell me quickly."

She is a designer herself and is very sensitive to brand interpretation, but there is no explanation in FuC's external introduction, as if it is a simple combination of a few letters.

But it's like she added the F element to her design works, she doesn't believe it, there is no other explanation for his three letters.

Fu Jingting pushed her forehead, "Don't tell me, guess for yourself."

"Why are you like this? I have to guess everything myself. Then what are you using your mouth for?"

Xu Qingcheng rolled his eyes and smiled, "Fu Jingting, are you sometimes embarrassed?"

The man clicked his tongue and stopped, "FU means Fu, and C is the initials of Conqueror."

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked at her, "Miss Xu wouldn't think that FU means Fu. C means Xu Qingcheng's city?"

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for half a second, and she suddenly kicked him on the calf, "You are so annoying. Get out of the way, don't eat, go to work, starve to death."

Miss Xu pushed him away with her hands and went downstairs by herself.

Fu Jingting laughed and followed her down.

Zhong Wanxiu and his wife were already sitting at the dining table, and they also sat down while making a wish. When they saw their mother, they greeted, "Mom, Auntie made the dishes you like."

Zhong Wanxiu looked at the man who came down behind Xu Qingcheng, "You have to be invited by your wife to invite you down."

Fu Jingting sat down beside Xu Qingcheng, and the woman gave him a gouged look, "Sit next to Xu Qingcheng and take care of her to eat."

Fu Jingting listened to the order in silence and changed seats.

When she was holding something in the middle, she tapped her arm with chopsticks, but she didn't give him a good face anyway.

The wishing chopsticks fell to the floor, and when Xu Qingcheng took them to the kitchen to wash, Zhong Wanxiu couldn't help asking, "Did you make your wife angry?"

The man smiled slightly, "Teasing her."

Yes, the emotions of young couples.

Fu Pinghui glanced at him, "Just take it as soon as you see it, you will suffer from the fire in the backyard."

"Dad, are you speaking from experience?"

Zhong Wanxiu glared over, "Tell me about you, don't start a war."

On the way back, Mrs. Fu only cared about playing with Qing Han and Ru Chu, and didn't say a word to him.

When I got home, I ignored him.

Although, it's just a letter, she thinks it's pretty cool with the meaning of conqueror.

But her self-esteem took a small blow.

Besides, can't he come over and coax her?

Hum ╭(╯^╰)╮

Because Mr. Fu still had unfinished work, Xu Qingcheng had already put the wish to sleep when he stopped.

He went over, "Are you all asleep?"

Xu Qingcheng gave him a blank look and ignored him.

"Still angry? Angry gets old quickly."

"Who's angry? No."

Xu Qingcheng pushed him away, "Don't stand here and get in the way, I'm going to sleep."

Fu Jingting was half a step behind and was shut out of the bedroom by her, "I don't want to sleep with you tonight, you find a place to sleep by yourself."

"..."

Dad is right, you should accept it as soon as you see it.

Fu Jingting touched his nose, "Are you really angry?"

No one answered.

"Then where do I sleep tonight?"

"Whatever you want, no one has any objections to sleeping on the stairs."

Fu Jingting, "..."

"Honey, open the door and talk to me if you have something to say."

"I have nothing to say." I asked you to say it before, but if you didn't say it, you would be pissed off.

"You open the door and I'll explain it to you."

"You didn't say it when I asked you to explain, but now, I won't listen!" Miss Xu insisted on leaning on the door with her arms folded.

The man clicked his tongue in distress, "Then you want me to take the quilt."

Xu Qingcheng thought about it too, she went to the bed and hugged the quilt, opened the door and stuffed it directly into his arms, reaching out to close it, but she couldn't close it no matter what.

After finally getting her to open the door, how could she close it again? The man was already prepared. He squeezed in shamelessly, stretched out his arms to hug her through the bed quilt, and closed the door with his hands back.

"Wife, I was wrong."

Without further ado, I apologize first.

Fu Jingting reached out and put the quilt she was holding onto the bed. Seeing that she was still sullen, she smiled, "Are you still angry? Just kidding you."

He put his hands on her shoulders and asked her to look at him, solemnly, "FU is Fu Jingting's Fu. C is Xu Qingcheng's city."

"You say this now, I don't believe it anymore." Xu Qingcheng pouted, suddenly feeling aggrieved, "Back then I approached you licking my cheeks, but you didn't even give me good looks, and even asked me to be your lover. You Now don't lie to me with sweet words, I know you must have hated me at that time. You also said that my love is worthless. "

Speaking of this matter, I can't help but think of her confession to him, which is so solemn, but he said that her love is worthless.

Even now, she doesn't deny that he loves her, but thinking about it still hurts her heart.

Fu Jingting sighed, just teasing her, why did it go online?

"Why is it worthless? Who said that? Slap him!" The man grabbed her hand and patted his face.

Xu Qingcheng quickly withdrew his hand, really wanted to hit but was reluctant, "You are sick, you don't hit people in the face."

Fu Jingting smiled sullenly and stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around him, "Do you love me dear?"

"Whoever loves you, don't put gold on your face."

The man hugged her tightly, Miss Xu symbolically twisted a few times in his arms and then let him hold her still.

"It's really teasing you," Fu Jingting sighed, "At that time, I started again, using my last name and your first name."

It doesn't need any meaning, just that he doesn't want to completely cut off contact with her, even if he really thought she didn't love him at that time.

His heart was cut into countless openings, and he didn't want to really let her go.

"I don't want to force you, but I can't let you go." Fu Jingting touched her forehead and suddenly smiled, "So it's useful to be shameless, and you can get a wife."

Xu Qingcheng let out a snort, and finally failed, "Damn it, you're so thick-skinned!"

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"I wasn't too angry at first. I actually think your explanation is pretty good, full of domineering."

Xu Qingcheng looked at him, "But I'm angry that you don't even know how to coax me."

Then it piled up and caught fire.

"As for?"

"Why not." Xu Qingcheng snorted, then suddenly raised her head and asked him, "I'm like this, hypocritical, and I still lose my temper for no reason. Are you bored?"

"Yo, Mrs. Fu knows herself very well."

Xu Qingcheng hammered him with a small fist, "I'm asking you seriously."

"The serious answer is..."

The man paused, then smiled, "No. It's hard to find you. It's hard to catch you."

In this life, don't let go.

Ms. Xu tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, "Isn't Mr. Fu going to tell me yet? First time meeting?"

Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows.

"Sorry, I accidentally dug out these things this afternoon."

Xu Qingcheng dragged him to the study, and found a stack of sketch paper hidden in a drawer.

Sketch of woman.

One by one, similar but different.

But the person in the painting is getting more and more like her.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the time when the painting was signed, "Mr. Fu, please explain."

"Can you turn this out too?" Fu Jingting picked up the painting and put it on her face for comparison.

Finally, the person in the painting appeared beside him.

Fu Jingting put the painting in his hand on the desk.

"After the Spring Festival, we will visit Mr. Rong and his wife."

"Well, it wasn't agreed a long time ago." They were the couple who sent Qing Han to the orphanage, because of them, Qing Han was saved from being abandoned and left unattended.

"The visit is over, follow me to Manhattan, there is a nice bar there."

Xu Qingcheng looked at him, she suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it to her mouth.

The man's broad palm covered her mouth, covering most of her face.

Xu Qingcheng let out a short ah, her heart beating excitedly, and distant scenes intertwined in her mind.

"Don't make a sound."

A deep male voice rang in his ears, and the strong smell of blood filled his nostrils.

The sticky touch of the man's palm stimulated her nerves.

In the line of sight illuminated by the dizzy yellow lights of the bar, the man in front of him looked tense, with blood on his forehead.

The man's breathing was heavy, and he pressed her into a hidden corner and covered her mouth.

The noise outside could be heard, accompanied by crashes and gunshots.

Xu Qingcheng was so frightened that he could hardly stand up.

He made an appointment with Ye Tinghong to come and play, and her audition at Columbia University was almost over, and he said he would have fun with her for a few days before letting her go back to his school.

But she came late, because her father had a video call with her, and it took a long time to talk, so she came late.

But when she came in, she was dragged into a fight.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the yellow-skinned man in front of her, nodded obediently, and asked him to let go.

But he pressed his body directly on her, Xu Qingcheng tried hard to push him away, but he didn't know where he pressed and heard him hissing in pain, the pain of gritting his teeth.

She hastily withdrew her hand, blood was all over her palm, her head buzzed, her face turned pale.

Everything is good here, except that gun freedom causes too many murders.

Fu Jingting was also depressed. When he went out for a drink and encountered troublemakers, he ignored them and directly used knives and guns.

The girl stared at him with a pair of black eyes, watery and swaying, frightened.

Fu Jingting covered her eyes with one hand, and the blood stains from his palm were printed messily on her eyelids, nose, and face.

Very poor.

He couldn't bear to use her as a shield.

The man wiped her face with his elbow clothes, "Close your eyes, squat down, and go out later, you will be fine in a while."

He stooped to leave, but she grabbed the hem of his clothes, Fu Jingting turned his head, and there was a noise outside, people passed by them, every time he took a step, he would bump into him.

"..."

He looked back at her, and the girl quickly let go of his clothes.

Fu Jingting didn't have time to delay, he reached out and pulled off the other school badges on her clothes, "Students from Columbia University?"

Xu Qingcheng neither nodded nor shook his head.

But Fu Jingting didn't expect that there was not even a shadow of the Columbia University students he thought.

……

After the Spring Festival.

Hometown revisit.

Over the years, the decoration style of the bar has changed.

They went in and walked around, and walked out again without even asking for a glass of wine.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the neon lights of the bar, and then at the man beside him, "So, how long have you been looking for me?"

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue, "Find the temper."

The key is her appearance, he can't even draw it completely.

"I came to Columbia University to audit at that time. You must not find me in Columbia University. I went back to my school." Xu Qingcheng smiled, "When did you know it was mine?"

"After returning to China, I went to find Xiaobai and saw you and Ye Tinghong together."

"and then?"

"No then." Fu Jingting was annoyed.

She has a boyfriend, and he has never been destroyed because of the greed in his heart.

Or maybe...he didn't give him a chance to destroy it.

They just, collapsed.

Song Xingzhi asked him, "Does Xu Qingcheng know? She wants to get to know you, see you?"

Fu Jingting squinted at Song Xingzhi for a while, and saw Song Xingzhi scolded, "I'm not interested in men!"

"Go away, uncle!" Fu Jingting cursed.

"See. Why didn't you see me?" At that time, Fu Shao raised his brows lightly, pretending to be dismissive.

But secretly pleased to see her walking towards him step by step.

Walk into the trap he drew.

She walked forward, and he walked beside her, holding her hand.

Xu Qingcheng glanced at him sideways, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The most beautiful thing is that when the crowd is crowded, you naturally hold my hand tightly.

"Fu Jingting, do you know when I started to faint?"

"Ok?"

"In the bar, I was hijacked by a man. He touched the blood all over my face. I went back and got seriously ill, and ever since I saw it, I felt dizzy with blood."

"..."

(Finish)

The story of Fu Jingting and Xu Qingcheng, the main text is over, looking forward to the episode.