Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Su's father and Su's mother were worried that Su Wanyu would have problems because of the Internet, so they didn't want her to stay in a room by herself.

Su Wanyu sat in the living room, hugging the pillow and said helplessly, "Mom and Dad, I'm really fine, can you stop being so nervous?"

Father Su frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you make us nervous? It's been almost three days since the news happened, and you and Fu Han didn't respond. Now the popularity continues to rise, and you are being scolded on the Internet, so you just bear it." What? And your brother's company, because of you, the stock price has fallen, and the brands you endorse all ask to terminate the contract, how to solve the large contract termination fee?"

"Oh, that's fine, what are you doing saying these things at this time?" Mother Su frowned and glared at her husband, "You still think your daughter is not uncomfortable enough?"

"I..." Father Su glanced at his daughter, stopped talking, and scratched his head irritably.

In the silence, Su Wanyu suddenly said, "Dad, don't worry, I won't let my brother suffer heavy losses because of me."

Su's father looked up at her with a heavy expression, "Dad didn't mean that, Dad would not want anything to happen to you or your brother!"

"Dad, I know what you mean..." Su Wanyu lowered her head and responded in a muffled voice, digging her fingernails, "I'll contact my manager, and I'll post a response later to apologize to everyone."

"Apologize?" Mother Su exclaimed, "What are you apologizing for? How are you going to respond?"

Father Su: "Yes, how are you going to respond? This matter can only be explained by Fu Han and Wen Qingyue."

Things have developed to this state, if she responds that it is a misunderstanding, she and Fu Han are just friends, no one will believe it, the trumpet incident comes first, and the live broadcast incident follows, but she admits that she really likes Fu Han, Wen Qingyue denies it , she is mistress.

There are fire pits before and after, and the solution can only be for Fu Han and Wen Qingyue to come forward and respond. Wen Qingyue denies that he and Fu Han are ordinary friends and has nothing to do with Su Wanyu's coma and injury.

After thinking about it, Su's father said, "Leave this matter alone, Dad will handle it."

Both Su Wanyu's mother and daughter looked up at him, "Dad, what do you do?"

"Yes, husband, do you have a solution?"

Father Su stroked his hair, didn't answer them, and picked up his cell phone to make a call.

"Hey, Ah Han, are you still busy? Do you have time in the afternoon? Have a meal at home, okay, I'll let your aunt cook for herself!"

After he hung up the phone, Su Wanyu said, "Dad, what did you ask Ah Han to do?"

Father Su put away his phone, "Don't worry about it, you'll know when he comes at night."

"But……"

Mother Su patted her hand and shook her head to signal her not to ask.

……

At the corner of the corridor on the third floor of Yipinfang, Fu Han held his mobile phone and looked into the distance thoughtfully, his eyes darkened.

"Boss Fu," Liu Nanfeng greeted in surprise, Fu Han turned around, his eyes met, he smiled and said, "What a coincidence? Are you eating here too?"

Fu Han said indifferently: "It's a coincidence, Mr. Liu also asked Mr. Zhang?"

The smile on the corner of Liu Nanfeng's mouth faded a little, "Mr. Fu is so powerful now, how can he still predict the future?"

"Mr. Liu was joking, I don't have that ability." Fu Han put away his phone and put his hands in his pockets, "Mr. Zhang is still in my box, and he raised a mouthful with me. We haven't finished our meal, how about we go with Mr. Liu? "

It was obvious enough that the person he was going to meet was in his box.

The arc of Liu Nanfeng's mouth gradually drooped, "I thought I was the first person to ask Mr. Zhang to meet him after he came back. I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be faster than me, which surprised me."

He had been watching this project early in the morning, but he never made an appointment with Zhang Xiangtian. After finally finding out that someone came to Yipinfang for dinner, he came here on purpose, wanting to meet up, but he didn't expect that it was Fu who invited someone Come to eat.

I thought that Fu Han was caught up in the public opinion now and didn't have the energy to pay attention to these things, but he underestimated.

Liu Nanfeng felt depressed and uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything, holding back his anger, and said, "Since Mr. Zhang is having dinner with Mr. Fu, then I won't bother you."

He didn't make an appointment with anyone in the first place, and said that the appointment was just for the sake of face, wouldn't it be a slap in the face if he really went to the box to meet.

Fu Han nodded calmly, "Farewell."

After finishing the words, he stepped past Liu Nanfeng, walked a few steps and opened the door of the box to enter.

Liu Nanfeng looked back, and saw Zhang Xiangtian the moment he entered the box.

"Mr. Liu, what should we do now?" the assistant looked at his expression and asked in a low voice.

"What else can I do, go back to the company!" Liu Nanfeng suppressed his anger, turned and went downstairs.

After getting in the car, he pushed his glasses, pressed down the window, and looked at the car not far away, with a cold look in his eyes.

No wonder the car looked familiar before getting out of the car, it was Fu Hanchangkai's car.

As the end of the year approached, the weather was getting better day by day. The sun was shining brightly in the cold winter like summer. After the car started, the light refracted on the lenses of his glasses, flashing his eyes for a moment.

Liu Nanfeng frowned, took off his glasses, and said with a pinch between his brows, "How's the situation on the Internet? Fu Han still hasn't responded?"

The assistant looked back at him in a daze, and it took him two seconds to remember what his boss said. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and logged on to Weibo to check, "The popularity has been refreshing, and new hot spots have been brought, but... Fu always No response, including the Su family."

For the hot searches in the past two days, Mrs. Liu is one of the assistants behind the scenes. The results are good, but it doesn't seem to have much influence on Mrs. Fu.

"Then help them, this storm should blow ashore." Liu Nanfeng put on his glasses again, the thin lenses concealed the cold light in his eyes.

The assistant blinked, frowned, and asked, "Boss, boss, how should this storm blow? Now that the public opinion has been aimed at Su and Fu, it doesn't have much effect."

Liu Nanfeng scratched his head, and said in a gentle tone: "There is a saying that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and this public opinion incident is the same. If you push something that netizens are interested in, the waves will come ashore."

The assistant probably understood, but where did he go to find this "back wave"?

The assistant frowned in embarrassment and thought hard, Liu Nanfeng said: "Contact the media and tell them that Wen Qingyue and Fu Han are married, other media will write it themselves."

"Huh?" The assistant's eyes widened in surprise, "Is Su Wanyu really a mistress?"

Liu Nanfeng raised his eyelids slightly, "Are you still her fan?"

The assistant smiled shyly and scratched his head, "I've seen a lot of her dramas, she is my ideal type."

Liu Nanfeng was noncommittal, "Your vision is quite high, kid."

The assistant scratched his head and hesitated to ask if he could change to other news, Liu Nanfeng said directly: "She has liked Fu Han for many years, and everyone in the circle knows about it."

Assistant: "Then, is Mr. Fu really married?"

Liu Nanfeng: "Do you think I, your boss, will casually spread rumors about a piece of news?"

The assistant understood in an instant, and was shocked immediately, and said in a muffled voice, "I see."

Woohoo, his goddess is actually a third party who destroys other people's feelings.