Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

After a night of autumn rain, the refreshing breath after the rain after opening the windows is accompanied by the breeze, which makes people feel refreshed.

Wen Qingyue stood by the window and stared indifferently at the garden after the rain.

The flowers that Zhao Qiuxia carefully cared for withered a lot under the continuous thunderstorm weather for a week, and the late roses on the wall also fell all over the ground, and the red and green of the ground turned green.

Wen Qingyue withdrew her gaze, and changed into a white dress with a square collar after washing up. The back waist was designed with a big bowknot and a hollow, revealing her slender waist just right.

There was no accident after going downstairs, only Zhao Qiuxia and Wen Shuangshuang were still there, and the three men from Wen's family had already gone out.

The consequence of the quarrel last night was that no one would wait for her to have breakfast together, and Zhao Qiuxia just asked the servant to go upstairs to call her.

After she sat down, Zhao Qiuxia looked at her, hesitated to speak.

Wen Qingyue guessed that she wanted to persuade her but didn't know how to speak.

The mother of the original owner has been a wealthy wife for many years, and she obeys her husband in every way. She is soft-hearted and cowardly, and has no opinions.

"Yueyue..."

As soon as Zhao Qiuxia spoke, Wen Qingyue asked with a smile on her face: "Mom, do you think my outfit is suitable for dinner at night?"

"Huh?" Zhao Qiuxia was stunned, a little unresponsive, and asked with a smile after a while: "Yueyue, you...agree?"

Wen Shuangshuang also looked at her in surprise, not understanding how her attitude changed so quickly.

Wen Qingyue took a sip of the freshly squeezed soy milk, smiled brightly and nodded: "I figured it out last night, I am the daughter of the Wen family, and I should do something for the family. Didn't you say it was just for a meal, let's get to know each other." Nothing bad."

"Yueyue, it's really gratifying for you to think of mom like this. You have to know that you are the daughter of mom and dad, and it's impossible for us to harm you."

"En." Wen Qingyue pursed her lips in response, lowering her eyes and slowly peeling the boiled eggs.

Just listen to some words, she is not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who doesn't know the world, everyone knows whether she is really good for her.

Human nature is the most complicated thing, even if there is a blood relationship, it is not worth getting along for many years.

Of course, she agreed that she didn't really want to go on a blind date, but she was a little interested in the forces behind Liu Nanchen. Fu Han's words were still circling in her mind. If the enemies of the Fu family could be used by her...

The eggshell was peeled off little by little, and the white and tender egg whites would break with a light touch. Wen Qingyue narrowed her eyes, bit down the half-peeled egg, and chewed it carefully.

Zhao Qiuxia told Wen Canghai about her agreeing to a blind date, and was busy choosing dresses for her all afternoon.

The A-line long skirt with suspenders is matched with a small suit jacket with long sleeves and curved doors. The waist of the skirt is just right to modify her slender waist. The long hair is tied with a white lace bow with a strong sense of design. The double c pendant necklace sets off her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

"My daughter is so beautiful!" Zhao Qiuxia handed her a pair of French Mary Jane shoes and a chain bag, and boasted with a smile: "My daughter is more elegant than other rich ladies."

Wen Shuangshuang let out a low cold hum from the side, expressing his disdain in his heart.

Wen Qingyue smiled lightly, but didn't answer.

At 18:55, Wen Canghai's car stopped in front of his house, Zhao Qiuxia sent Wen Qingyue into the car, gave the driver a few words and drove away.

In the car, Wen Qingyue looked sideways out of the window and didn't plan to talk to Wen Canghai.

Wen Canghai didn't speak all the way, and when he reached the entrance of the restaurant, he only gave a few words of advice before getting out of the car, "Your mother should have told you what to pay attention to at home, behave well, and don't lose my face. do you know?"

Wen Qingyue paused when she opened the door, her eyes were cold, and her voice was gentle: "I know."

"Get out of the car."

The driver opened the door for Wen Canghai, and he got out of the car first. Wen Qingyue opened the door and got off from the other side.

Wen Qingyue went in behind Wen Canghai. The restaurant was very high-end, and in the middle there were resident actors sitting in front of the piano to play for the guests, and the tunes they played were also very tasteful.

Schubert's Serenade.

The dining environment was not bad, and Wen Qingyue's mood improved.

The waiter led them to the seat by the window, where someone was already sitting, facing them and looking at the river view outside the window, opposite to the river was the commercial empire of Jiangzhou.

"Vice President Liu, I'm sorry that the road is a bit blocked, have you been waiting?" Wen Canghai greeted with a smile as he approached

The man turned his head to look at them, and after a brief contact with Wen Qingyue, he suppressed the surprise in his eyes, stood up with a smile, and reached out to shake Wen Canghai's hand, "Uncle Wen can just call me by my name, I just arrived too. "

After a brief handshake and chat, Liu Nanchen cast his eyes on Wen Qingyue again, and smiled evilly: "This is Uncle Wen's daughter, sister Wen Qingyue, right? She is really beautiful, and she is different from the daughters I have ever seen."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wen Qingyue tasted a bit of contempt from his last sentence.

Looking at the hand extended by the man, she moved her eyes slightly, suppressed her coldness, and smiled slightly: "Vice President Liu is also different from the presidents I have seen."

The two hands were lightly squeezed and then released, Liu Nanchen raised his eyebrows when he heard her reply in his own words, noncommittal.

"Uncle Wen, let's see what you want to order." After sitting down, Liu Nanchen asked them to order as if he was a host.

Wen Canghai looked at the menu while Liu Nanchen looked at her again, and said with a smile, "Miss Wen, don't you want to order? Just order whatever you like. The chefs in this restaurant are all hired by me from abroad with a lot of money." .”

Wen Qingyue twitched the corner of her mouth, picked up the menu with a perfunctory smile, and blocked the eyes that made her uncomfortable.

Before coming here, she thought that this Liu Nanchen should also be an elite. It would be good to get acquainted with him and expand his network. Maybe he could be of use to her in the future. After meeting him, she dismissed this idea.

This person's seal is black, although his luck is good, but there is a faint blackness, he is not a good person.

His appearance belongs to the category of handsome, but his temperament is not good, and his pair of mixed-race deep eyes are also evil, which makes people very uncomfortable.

She will never get close to someone whose first impression is uncomfortable.

Alas, the end of her fate is Fu Jinzhu.

At the same time, a crisp sneeze sounded in President Fu's office. Fu Han frowned and listened absently to his secretary Mo Hanshuang's report on his work.

"Boss Fu, you have a dinner party in half an hour, do you want to join?" Mo Hanshuang asked and waited for the man to reply, but he didn't get a reply for a long time. Looking up, the man looked at the phone with his eyebrows frowned, as if he was waiting for something people news.

Mo Hanshuang frowned slightly, doubts flashed across his eyes, "Boss Fu..."

Ding!Fu Han's cell phone turned on at the same time, and Mo Hanshuang could vaguely see that it was a vx message from the angle.

Fu Han's brows relaxed, he picked up the phone and unlocked the screen.

Wen Qingyue: [I saw him, he looks pretty good, like Huang Zongze, handsome, he's the one I got, and he talks humorously. 】