Quick Travel: The host only wants to make money

The expressions on both mother and daughter's faces were a bit gloating, but Xia Song was a bit worried and asked a few questions eagerly.

"Xia Mian, hasn't she gone back yet?"

Seeing Xia Song caring about Xia Mian, Yao Fenglan's fingernails almost broke.

"Well, I'll have someone look for her again." After saying that, Fu Qiongchuan nodded. Since Xia Mian wasn't here, he turned around and left.

Seeing that Fu Qiongchuan was about to leave, Xia Sang said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Fu, my sister is like this. She often stayed out at night when she was at home. Maybe she was with her friends. Which bar did she go to drink at? Don't worry too much, maybe she will come back early tomorrow morning."

Fu Qiongchuan paused and glanced sideways at Xia Sang. Xia Sang saw Fu Qiongchuan turning to look at him and flipping his hair.

She automatically ignored the cool look in Fu Qiongchuan's eyes when he looked at her.

Fu Qiongchuan turned around and left without stopping at all.

Xia Sang was still immersed in the scene where Fu Qiongchuan had just glanced at her, praying in her heart that it would be best for Xia Mian to never come back.

In this way, Fu Qiongchuan can be hers. Even people like Xia Mian can gain Fu Qiongchuan's favor. Why can't she?

How is she worse than Xia Mian?

In terms of looks and figure, isn't she better looking than Xia Mian?

Xia Sang watched Fu Qiongchuan's leaving figure with fascination. The man's slender and straight figure, as well as his aura that kept strangers away, made Xia Sang even more fascinated.

"I must get this man!"

Xia Sang told himself secretly.

Fu Qiongchuan sat in the car and banged the steering wheel several times. He couldn't contact Xia Mian, which made him very irritable.

He lay weakly on the steering wheel, feeling very regretful, and at the same time there was a kind of heartache lingering in his heart. This feeling was very unfamiliar to Fu Qiongchuan.

At this moment, Fu Qiongchuan's cell phone rang. Fu Qiongchuan grabbed the phone and saw that it was his assistant calling.

Fu Qiongchuan didn't have time to think too much and picked up the phone, "Is there any news?"

The assistant's voice rang from the other end of the phone, "Mr. Fu, I asked someone to check the surveillance and found that at five o'clock this afternoon, Miss Xia left the Xishan Apartment with her suitcase and took a taxi at the gate of the community."

Fu Qiongchuan was stunned and pulled the suitcase, but there was nothing missing at home, right?

The assistant then said: "Ms. Xia left the apartment on her own. Oh, by the way, Mr. Fu, I found Miss Xia's contact information. This is her phone number, 132********."

Fu Qiongchuan's expression was a little complicated, "Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he saw Xia Mian's mobile phone number on his phone that his assistant had just told him, and Fu Qiongchuan dialed it.

Xia Mian had a busy day and was sleeping soundly on the small bed in the basement. When she heard the phone ring, she covered her head with a pillow in annoyance.

But the bell kept ringing like a reminder. Xia Mian sat up from the bed, and the old bed immediately made a creaking sound.

Xia Mian rubbed her head and took the phone over. When she saw a series of missed calls, all from the same number, Xia Mian had an idea.

Fu Qiongchuan finally found out that she had moved out of the apartment?

Xia Mian didn't call back, and she didn't put down the phone in her hand. Sure enough, the phone started ringing again, and it was still the same number.

Xia Mian thought in her heart that Fu Qiongchuan was very persistent.

Xia Mian pressed the green answer button. The moment the call was connected, Fu Qiongchuan felt relieved. Fortunately, she was still willing to answer her call.

The moment the call was picked up, Fu Qiongchuan held the phone tightly and asked, "Xia Mian?"

"Ah."

Xia Mian just hummed softly. Fu Qiongchuan had never seen Xia Mian so cold before. When he saw Xia Mian, she always looked at him with a smile. She was always the one talking, and he just answered a few words casually.

I didn't expect that Xia Mian would have such a cold tone, and it was still towards herself.

Fu Qiongchuan put the phone away and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where are you? Why don't you go home?"

Xia Mian sat on the bed, leaning against the wall, her voice seemed very calm.

"I have already moved out from there. Since Mr. Fu has someone he likes, I must not be able to live there. I am self-aware and have no hobby of becoming someone else's mistress."

Fu Qiongchuan opened his mouth, a little at a loss, "You are not a mistress..."

When Xia Mian heard this, she just chuckled, "Oh, Mr. Fu is right, I'm not even a mistress, I'm just a stand-in, a stand-in that can never appear in the sun, just someone else's shadow."

Fu Qiongchuan was silent. Xia Mian's words left him unable to refute, because even he told himself so. He was silent for a long time, and finally just said: "I'm sorry."

Xia Mian smiled, "Fu Qiongchuan, do you have no heart? When you took me out of the Xia family, I thought you were my salvation. The day the Xia family door opened and you walked in, I almost You think you have seen the light, and I regard you as my salvation, but you are the one who pushes me into another abyss. How funny this is!"

Xia Mian's words made Fu Qiongchuan's heart tighten, and he felt as if he was being pricked by needles. The pain was so intense that he couldn't breathe.

Xia Mian talked here alone for a long time, but there was still no sound from Fu Qiongchuan. If it weren't for the sound of breathing on the other end of the phone, Xia Mian almost thought he had hung up the phone.

Xia Mian raised her eyebrows. Could it be that she spoke too harshly and Fu Qiongchuan couldn't bear the stimulation and fainted?

"Mr. Fu, I have been very miserable in the first half of my life. I just want to live a sweeter life in the rest of my life. I have no interest in getting involved in the love and hatred of rich young men like you, and I have no interest in being someone else's substitute. I, Xia Mian, have not yet How shameless!"

Fu Qiongchuan listened to Xia Mian's accusation on the other end of the phone, but smiled bitterly, "Okay, I understand, I'm sorry, I will compensate you, the apartment in Xishan and the compensation I gave you at that time, you don't have to move out. No, I won’t go there again, I will ask someone to transfer the property to you tomorrow.”

Xia Mian rejected him, "No, it's best that we never see each other again."

After saying that, she hung up the phone. After Xia Mian hung up, she buried her head in the quilt. After a moment, she raised her head again.

"Xiao Qi, am I crazy? I rejected Fu Qiongchuan, settled the house, and next time I do it in such a dark basement, do you think I'm crazy?"

system:【……】

It was quite happy to see Xia Mian's rejection just now. Just now it wanted to praise her for being so courageous and not even asking for a house, but then she came here to die again.

[Haha, the host is really joking. 】