Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue was not in the mood to read other messages, so she directly called Fu Han.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds, but no one answered it, until it hung up automatically.

Zhao Qiuxia: "Fu Han didn't answer the phone?"

Wen Qingyue opened the backstage of WeChat silently, read all the messages that cared about her, and replied with a few sentences.

Zhao Qiuxia reassured: "Fu Han may be busy, don't worry, call later when he gets off work."

After Wen Qingyue had finished replying to other people's messages, she saw that Fu Han had also sent her a message.

"It's snowing, Chuxue, if you take a picture of it, it counts as watching it together."

Wen Qingyue clicked on the video. In the 1-minute video, a man's hand appeared in the beginning of the video, and then the camera turned to the night sky, taking a picture of snow falling.

She noticed that the wall flashed by in the video was the wall covered with rose vines at the door of her house.

Fu Han came over last night. He was at the door of the house. He wanted to see Chuxue with her, so he called, but she didn't bring her mobile phone, so he didn't receive the call, so he took a video for her to watch, and then went back.

Legend has it that seeing Chuxue with loved ones will always be happy.

Wen Qingyue felt ripples in her heart, she wanted to see Fu Han now.

"Brother, I want to go to Fu Han, you give me the car keys." She had finished drinking water, her fever subsided, and she didn't need to be hospitalized.

Hearing that she was going to find Fu Han, several people were stunned and hesitated, "Yueyue, listen to me, it's not convenient for you to go to him now, there are media reporters in front of his company, why don't you talk to us first Go home, contact him and ask him to come over."

Wen Qingyue shook her head, "Brother, I don't want to wait, it's fine, I'll find a way to get in by myself, and I won't let the reporters take pictures."

She desperately wanted to see Fu Han, and didn't want to wait for a moment.

Wen Ziming frowned and said, "It's useless if you go there first, and you won't be able to help him. You haven't always been calm. Why do you have to see him?"

It was the first time he saw Wen Qingyue who was so restless and impulsive, and he didn't like her like this, he didn't want to see her disregarding himself for Fu Han.

Zhao Qiuxia also persuaded her, holding her hand to comfort her gently, "Yes, Yueyue, you are good, you are still sick, let's go home first, Fu Han is so powerful, he will take care of it."

Wen Qingyue looked at them, and the impulse in her heart gradually calmed down. Wen Ziming's words made her sober, she clutched the phone tightly for a few seconds, nodded after weighing the pros and cons, and did not insist on going to Fu Han's company.

In the meeting room of Fu Group, Fu Han had just finished the meeting, and employees came out of the meeting room one after another, and soon only Fu Han was left in the meeting room.

Ah Cheng walked into the meeting room with the file bag, opened the file bag and handed it to the man, and said: "Master, I found out, Lu Yu is the heir of the Lu family, and the Lu family group's focus is abroad, and the family immigrated in the early years. Lu Yu was sent to Moli Village by his parents to live with his grandmother when he was young, and he was a neighbor to his wife, but later Lu Yu was picked up and lost contact with his wife, he came back this time for domestic business."

"Lu's," Fu Han opened the file, there was a one-inch photo printed on the upper left corner, next to the photo was Lu Yu's name, it was a resume, the resume was very beautiful, and then scrolled down was the information of the Lu Group.

Fu Han put down the information with a lack of interest, raised his hand and pinched his brows, "Is he the one who removed the hot search first?"

In the morning, he asked the contact person of the public relations department to remove the trending search. As soon as the person in the public relations department contacted him, he learned that someone had asked them to remove the trending search a few minutes ago.

So in just a few hours, the hot searches about Wen Qingyue were deleted so cleanly.

Ah Cheng nodded, "Yes, Lu Yu also posted a clarification on Weibo, saying that he and his wife are friends, and he is just a temporary professor hired by Jiang University. He only teaches senior students in the Department of Finance, and there is no messing with the teacher-student relationship. .”

The points of clarification are very short and clear, straight to the point, and there is nothing wrong with it. Fu Han pondered this passage in his mind. For about a minute, Fu Han suddenly felt hostility. Qingyue has no teacher-student relationship, even if he chases her, it has nothing to do with messing with the teacher-student relationship?

Everyone coveted his treasure, trying to poach his wall.

Fu Han narrowed his eyes, licking the tip of his teeth lightly, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Master, someone on the Internet is targeting your family. Your uncle may be affected. Do you need to notify me in advance?" Ah Cheng asked hesitantly.

Fu Han pressed his hands on the table, stood up suddenly, straightened his suit, and said, "No need, it will be clarified soon, and he cannot be implicated in this matter."

"But, he..." Ah Cheng touched the man's eyes, and his words stopped abruptly.

He wanted to say that someone must have made a secret move behind this to deal with Fu Zheng, and he was afraid that Fu Zheng's affairs would be found out, but the Lord refused to let him speak, so he could only swallow it, pretending that he didn't know anything.

……

After Wen Qingyue returned home, she waited for Fu Han to call her back by her mobile phone, but she didn't expect to receive a call from Lu Yu first.

"Xiao Yueyue, are you okay? Why can't you make a phone call all morning, and can't get news? I thought you couldn't bear the pressure of public opinion, and something happened."

As soon as the call was connected, Lu Yu talked for a long time impatiently without taking a breath.

Wen Qingyue was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and said: "Sorry, my phone is out of battery and turned off. I only found out about the accident in the afternoon, and it even caused you to be on the trending searches."

Lu Yu heard that her voice was a little hoarse, and was stunned for a few seconds, mistakenly thinking that she had been crying, and asked, "What's wrong with your voice? Don't worry about those words on the Internet, don't care, they..."

Wen Qingyue hurriedly interrupted him, "I just have a cold, I don't care, it's not because of the comments on the Internet."

"Cold? Is it serious? Are you in the hospital or at home? Give me an address and I'll come and see you."

"Cough—" Wen Qingyue's throat tickled, coughed twice, and then said: "It's not serious, so you don't come here. There are reporters in front of my house. See you at school after this matter is over."

"...Okay, then you have a good rest."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qingyue raised her eyes and met Zhao Qiuxia's and Wen Ziming's probing gazes, and said helplessly, "Friend."

Wen Ziming: "Professor Lu from the school's finance department?"

"Ah."

Zhao Qiuxia was surprised, "You really know the professor at your school? The video uploaded on the Internet can't be true, right? Daughter, you are already married, can't..."

"Mom!" Seeing that Zhao Qiuxia's words became more and more outrageous, Wen Qingyue had no choice but to interrupt her, "Lu Yu was my neighbor's brother when I was young. He was also the one who saved me in the last kidnapping case. We have known each other for a long time. It is him in the video." Inviting me to dinner is just a gathering of ordinary friends, not the messy relationship that is said on the Internet."

Zhao Qiuxia breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and sneered resentfully, "It's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not, Mom is not afraid that you are young, ignorant, messing with feelings..."

What he said was somewhat outrageous, and Wen Ziming couldn't bear it anymore, "Okay, Mom, don't talk about it."

The more you describe, the darker.

Zhao Qiuxia closed her mouth aggrievedly, Wen Qingyue shook her head helplessly, logged into Weibo and checked the trending searches, and was immediately attracted by the trending searches just now.