Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

In an instant, two maids walked in, forcibly dragged Fu Qing'an out of bed, and threw Fu Qing'an out of Fu's house.

It was raining outside, the sound of fine rain, and the sound of low footsteps entered Fu Qing'an's ears together, and when she looked up, she saw Fu Yang.

The man's facial features are deep and three-dimensional, the corners of his mouth and eyes are cold and mocking: "Fu Qing'an, I forgot to ask, is it me or him?"

Fu Yang thought about those indecent photos for four years, and the coldness and sarcasm slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He really wanted to strangle Fu Qingan to death with one hand, but how could he take her so cheaply?
"Of course he's powerful." Fu Qing'an's exquisite and beautiful eyebrows flickered with desolation, and her nails had already sunk into her palms.

Her tears slowly slid down and were covered inch by inch by the rain.

It was like a cold hand swept in, her heart really hurt!It hurts badly, it hurts deep, it hurts like hell!
The man clenched his fingers tightly, the coldness in his eyes became more and more serious, and the words were cold: "Fu Qing'an, do you really want to disgust me so much?"

"Since you've decided so in your heart, is it still useful if I say anything else?" Fu Qing'an's voice was hoarse, and the light in her eyes faded away inch by inch.

Fu Yanggui's cold eyes were gloomy. He knelt down and leaned into Fu Qing'an's ear, his tone was cool: "Then tell me, I picked you up from the garbage dump and raised you for 20 years. Did you raise an unfamiliar dog?"

His words gave Fu Qingan a headache, she clenched her fists tightly, Fu Yang was really good, he didn't beat her or kill her, but his words hurt her heart, he really deserves to be a man who has studied psychology!

Didn't he just want to embarrass her?Then she will satisfy him!
"Fu Yang, you are wrong, I am worse than a dog." Fu Qing grinned.

That smile was bright and dazzling, Fu Yang's eyes sank completely, and he got up to go back.

Fu Qing'an got up in a daze, and walked home step by step.

The night was getting deeper, the coffee shop was very busy, and Fu Qing'an came home very late.

She walked slowly, and the scene of reuniting with Fu Yang a few days ago remained in her mind. She was so greedy for his appearance, but there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, a message "ding" came to her mobile phone: There is a make-up task tomorrow, Jinsheng Building.

Fu Qing'an frowned slightly, and replied with one word: go.

She does various part-time jobs, because she has depression, and a small pill costs more than 1000 yuan.

The night was getting darker and darker, and those deep meanings penetrated into Fu Qing'an's eyes inch by inch, covering the only remaining starlight.

"I have no other wish, I just hope that I can live in peace and health." Fu Qing'an made a wish to the shooting stars in the sky.

At noon the next day, Fu Qing'an arrived at Jinsheng Building.

"We met again." Ye Yueguan smiled softly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. "I don't know your name yet, my name is Ye Yueguan."

Ye Yueguan, a popular actress, Fu Yang's fiancée.

"Fu Qing'an." Fu Qing'an gently lifted her lips and began to put on makeup.

"No, this foundation is too thick."

"Why is this eyeshadow so strange?"

"Can you serve some snacks? If the makeup artist is not here today, can we invite you?"

Ye Yueguan's assistant kept yelling, but Fu Qing'an's expression was light and he didn't say a word.

Suddenly Ye Yueguan fell heavily to the ground.