Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

After less than half an hour of eating this meal, Wen Qingyue put down her chopsticks and said, "Mr. Fu, let's eat in another place."

For more than 20 minutes, Fu Han seldom moved his chopsticks. It may be because he has a cleanliness habit, or it may be that the dishes are not to his liking.

Wen Qingyue's appetite was also somewhat affected, so she looked at the time, put down her chopsticks and proposed to change places.

Originally, he wanted to take revenge on him, but in the end it seemed to take revenge on himself.

Fu Han also saw that her appetite was affected by him, "Don't worry about me, just eat."

Sir, please, if I invite you to dinner, doesn't it seem that I am very rude?

Wen Qingyue took out a tissue to wipe her hands, "I didn't know you were a clean freak. You have to go to work in the afternoon. If you don't eat, you will lose energy. I will be guilty if your business is delayed."

She crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can, then turned to get the bag next to her, and really wanted to leave.

Speaking of this, Fu Han didn't force an explanation, and got up to pay the money, "The boss pays the bill."

"A total of one hundred and thirteen."

Wen Qingyue took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll do it myself."

Fu Han moved faster than her, and after paying the money, he said, "Just take it as my apology for disturbing your appetite."

Wen Qingyue stopped talking, and the two went out of the snack street together, and changed to a restaurant with a better environment for dinner.

After eating, Wen Qingyue declined Fu Han's kindness to take her home, took a taxi and left by herself.

In the evening, Wen Qingyue suddenly received a courier from the same city. When she took it back to her room and opened it, it was a long black box half an arm's length away, with no log or text.

Wen Qingyue frowned, wondering if someone was playing a prank?

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qingyue opened the box anyway, after all, the box looks very textured.

After opening, a palm-sized delicate wooden box came into view.

There is also a white rose and unopened jasmine buds tied to the wooden box, and the faint fragrance of jasmine is refreshing.

Wen Qingyue took the flowers down, opened the wooden box, and found a pair of silver needles in the box.

Seeing the silver needle, Wen Qingyue finally knew who gave it to him. He glanced at the flowers on the table, the corners of his mouth raised, and Mr. Fu who cut the black was still a man who was very good at apologizing.

For Yinzhen's sake, Wen Qingyue took the initiative to send a message to Fu Han.

Wen Qingyue: "The silver needle has been received, the box is very delicate, I like it very much! Thank you!"

After sending the message, she picked up the flowers and smelled them, found a transparent glass vase, and put it on the table.

After such a short time, Fu Han also replied to her message.

Fu Han: "You're welcome."

Wen Qingyue glanced at it, didn't intend to return, and was about to put down the phone, but the message popped up again.

Fu Han: "There will be an auction the day after tomorrow. I need a female companion. Come with me?"

Wen Qingyue felt that he just put a question mark out of politeness, and with their current relationship, she couldn't refuse, after all, it was written in the contract that if necessary, she needed to accompany Fu Han to attend some important occasions.

Wen Qingyue: "OK!"

The time soon came to the day of the auction, and Wen Qingyue deliberately spared time to wait for Fu Han's arrangements.

Always maintain the consciousness as Party B.

Party A's dad is everything!

Only Party A's father follows the lead!

Party A's father, Fu Han, contacted her at ten o'clock in Kyoto time.

Wen Qingyue answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Come out, at your door."

The man's voice came through the phone, more magnetic than usual.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qingyue opened the curtain and looked at the door, and Fu Han's car was parked on the side of the road near her window.

The roses on the wall of Wen's house covered the railings, and Ah Cheng's hand on the steering wheel could only be seen through a small gap.

Wen Qingyue looked at herself in the glasses before going downstairs. She wore a green suspender dress with a pearl necklace and her long hair was slightly curly. Because she didn't have any makeup on and she stayed up late last night, her face was dull and her lips were pale. .

Wen Qingyue struggled for two seconds on the question of whether or not to put on lipstick to show off her complexion, then she gave up decisively, took her mobile phone and a bag that could only hold a mobile phone and a lipstick, and quickly went downstairs.

Anyway, Fu Han wants to take her to make up the land, so there is no need to bother about it.

At this time, only Zhao Qiuxia was at home in the Wen family, but when they went downstairs, they saw Wen Ziming sitting in the living room playing games.

Wen Ziming turned to look at her when he heard footsteps, and frowned when he saw that she was about to go out, and didn't ask any further questions.

Wen Qingyue also ignored him directly, bent down and took a pair of white heeled sandals from the shoe cabinet, put them on and went out.

boom!

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Ziming snorted disdainfully, and muttered, "Who is going out on a date with such a nice dress?"

After the voice fell, he belatedly dropped the game console and ran towards the door, but when he opened the door, he saw nothing, only heard the sound of turning it on and leaving.

On the back seat of the Maybach, Fu Han looked at the little girl's clothes and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Her skin is very fair, and this green suspender dress makes her even whiter. Her slender arms are as white as eggs that have just been peeled off their shells.

Wen Qingyue didn't pay attention to his gaze, and casually pushed one side of her long hair behind her back, and looked at him sideways, "What will be auctioned? Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Although being a female companion is ultimately a vase, you can't be ignorant of the vase. Naturally, you need to know the situation of the auction to save him some face.

Fu Han naturally restrained his scrutiny, "The charity gala held by Star, you just treat it as a fun party, don't be nervous."

Well, this is really treating her like a vase.

Wen Qingyue nodded without asking further questions.

Don't you say I can't check it myself?

Wen Qingyue flicked her finger on the screen, looking at the information intently.

The Star Charity Night is a high-level commercial charity event in the circle, and it mainly invites first- and second-tier celebrities and heads of related companies.

Although it is a charity night, since it is related to a business party, the purpose is naturally to connect people and contacts between enterprises to achieve commercial interests.

Inviting celebrities to participate is to increase attention. After all, if there are celebrities, there will be reports, and if there are reports, there will be attention from fans and passers-by. There is no need to spend extra money on publicity.

Wen Qingyue has also participated in many such banquets in her own world. Since her family is from a medical family, she is also a member of this circle, and socializing is unavoidable.

"This is a restaurant? Don't you want to do makeup?"

Wen Qingyue stood at the door of the western restaurant and looked at the man beside him suspiciously.

Fu Han: "Go after dinner, aren't you hungry?"

When he mentioned this, Wen Qingyue really felt a little hungry, and gave him a thumbs up, "Mr. Fu is wise!"

Fu Han shook his head slightly, and led her into the restaurant, and Ah Cheng drove away tactfully.

After eating, it was around twelve o'clock at noon, and Fu Han took her around the mall again to buy equipment for her.

You don't need to pay for a set of shirts and jewelry for free. Wen Qingyue didn't have any complaints, and took the three sets of evening dresses Fu Han picked to try on in the fitting room.