Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

After replying to the message, a message of friend application popped up, and the verification message was directly and clearly reported to the family.

Was it because she underestimated Su Wanyu's shamelessness, or was there something about her that made Su Wanyu mistakenly think that she was easy to deal with?

She and her husband are full of gossip, and she dares to jump in front of her at this time, rushing to beat her in the face, there is no reason to refuse.

Wen Qingyue agreed to the friend request, and didn't take the initiative to send a message, waiting for Su Wanyu to speak when she couldn't take it anymore.

I thought Su Wanyu would bear it for a while, but she didn't expect that a message popped up on her phone as soon as she inserted the key to start the car.

Wen Qingyue glanced at it, picked up her phone to check.

Su Wanyu: "You should have guessed why I added you, right?"

Wen Qingyue snorted at this kind of aggressive questioning, but she didn't reply. At this time, the reply seemed to be that she cared a lot. The more she cared, the happier Su Wanyu would be.

Wen Qingyue didn't reply to the message, she didn't feel low, and sent her voice and text one after another, but Wen Qingyue was unmoved, and started the car to drive to Fu's Group.

Sure enough, if she didn't reply to the message, Su Wanyu felt as if she had punched the cotton softly, and she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to post the rhetoric she had been brewing for a long time.

"Wen Qingyue!" Su Wan's tone almost smashed the phone, but fortunately the assistant stopped her with quick eyes and hands.

"Sister Wanyu, I'm boarding the plane right away, don't be angry." The assistant mistakenly thought that she was angry because she couldn't board the plane for a long time.

Because of the hot search, the entrance of the hotel where they stayed was surrounded by reporters and media last night. Su Yan led other staff members to leave from the front, attracting the reporters away, and they were able to come out, otherwise they would not be able to leave the hotel now.

Su Wanyu withdrew her hand impatiently, "Understood, board the plane quickly."

After finishing speaking, Su Wanyu bowed her head and typed on the screen. She couldn't wait for Wen Qingyue's reply, she would stay and get on the plane later.

Su Wanyu: "Miss Wen should have seen the trending search, Ah Han remembers buying me presents every festival, just because of a sentence I said when I was young, this is the agreement between us, the ambiguity of two mutual crushes The agreement, until now he has not forgotten, Miss Wen is so smart, she should understand what this means, right? "

"I don't know what is the purpose of your marriage with Ah Han, but I hope you'd better quit. I'm going back to Jiangzhou today. Let's meet when we have time."

Wen Qingyue parked the car in the parking lot of Fu's Group, and frowned after reading the news. This was a naked provocation.

"Miss Su, your behavior is really like the mistress provoking Zhenggong, but I am not a good-tempered person. If you provoke me again, I will not let you go for his sake!"

After replying to the news, Wen Qingyue was so angry again that she didn't even get out of the car, turned the steering wheel again and left directly.

Why did she rush to find Fu Han to explain?

In the building, Fu Han had just finished an emergency meeting, and he had no idea that he had missed another chance to reconcile because of Su Wanyu.

In the evening, Fu Han received a call from the old man, "Boy, are you back yet?"

Hearing the old man's high-pitched voice, Fu Han guessed that the old man was probably angry about the news, "I'm back, at the company."

Grandpa Fu stood up immediately when he heard the words, and slapped the table angrily, "Why don't you coax your daughter-in-law when you come back, why go to the company? Such a big company, without you, can't handle things? Can't turn around? "

Fu Han's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Yueyue went out to play with her friends, and I was in a mess when I went back. Why don't you use the time to finish the work, and she will definitely go back when I go back later. Just explain to her."

Grandpa Fu choked, and after a while he said: "Why did I raise you so without EQ? You have to wait behind work for things like apologizing, and when you find time to explain, everyone will be snatched away. Don't cry about being robbed of your wife!"

Fu Han: "..."

Why is his grandfather talking more and more like a netizen now?

The old man was heartbroken, and for the sake of his grandson's lifelong event, he shouted: "Get off work for me now, and go and bring Yueyue back for dinner!"

Fu Han's eardrum was almost shattered, so he held it far away helplessly, and said, "I see, grandpa, don't be so excited, be careful of high blood pressure."

The old man snorted, "Don't make me worry less, I won't be excited!"

Snapped!

After the phone was hung up, the old man threw the phone heavily on the sofa and rubbed his temples angrily.

Housekeeper Mo rushed over upon hearing the sound, "What is this for? Why are you so angry?"

The old man snorted, "It's not that unworthy descendant of Fu Han, who managed to find me a grandson-in-law at the age of 27, but now that the trouble has arisen, it's fine if he doesn't ask the grandson-in-law to explain, and he doesn't know the sense of crisis at all. "

Butler Mo and him are also comrades-in-arms and friends for more than twenty years. They get along day and night, understand the old man's thoughts, and comfort him: "You can't blame the young master. What happened back then had a great impact on him and Miss Su Wanyu. The young master has a strong sense of responsibility, he promised to take good care of Miss Su, and he will definitely do it."

These words made the old man's face turn grim.He sighed heavily, "Things have happened and people have passed away. The living should look forward instead of being dragged by the past. He can't delay his whole life just because of promises."

Butler Mo sighed in a low voice, the young master has worked so hard in this life, and finally ushered in his own spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Fu Han was not angry after being taught a lesson by the old man, but his face was full of helplessness.

He stretched his sore and stiff neck, and walked out of the office, followed by Ah Cheng.

Fu Han: "Has Madam gone back?"

Ah Cheng: "I'm going back. Ma'am asked Fang Xiaoyuan to play at the racing track in the morning, and then went to eat a buffet together. Ma'am..."

He paused, met Fu Han's gaze sideways, and said with some guilt: "After my wife and my friend separated, I drove to the company, parked in the parking lot for a few minutes, and left."

He guessed that he probably came to see the master, but he left again for some unknown reason.

Fu Han also realized this, and asked, "What time? Why didn't you notify me?"

Ah Cheng scratched his head, "At 05:30, Mrs. Yude was too fast, she left as soon as she arrived, and my subordinates really didn't have time to notify you."

Fu Han frowned, didn't say anything, trotted down the steps one by one, Fu Han bent down and sat in the back seat, and called Wen Qingyue with his mobile phone.

I thought she would answer this time, but she still didn't. There was a mechanical female voice in the phone's microphone.

Fu Han couldn't figure out the little girl's temperament for a while, he only thought that her coming to the company was a signal to him, a signal waiting for his explanation.

"Drive faster," he said.

Ah Cheng silently stepped up the accelerator.