Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

At the front door of Bieyuan, Song Qingshuang pushed Sister Liu, with unspeakable excitement on her face, "Go and find out what Mr. Fu said."

Fu Yan heard her joy not far away.

Sister Liu was about to go out to inquire when she saw Fu Yan and said, "Miss, I'm back."

Song Qingshuang's eyes lit up, she quickly walked up to Fu Yan, took her hand, and said eagerly: "Have you met Mr. Fu?"

Fu Yan nodded.

"What did he say?" Song Qingshuang covered her mouth and laughed.

"Tell me to go to Fu's house for dinner on the weekend."

Song Qingshuang covered her chest and gasped, "God's eyes have opened, God's eyes have opened. My daughter is going to marry into the Fu family! I don't see how Du Xinrui will look down on me in the future. Her daughter has to call you sister-in-law!"

Seeing that she was getting more and more outrageous, Fu Yan glanced at Sister Liu who was standing aside and held her back, "Let's talk upstairs."

Along the way, Song Qingshuang had even thought about which family's dress she would wear when Fu Yan got engaged. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the room, Fu Yan's words were poured down like a basin of cold water.

"Mom, I've told you before, Fu Hanlin and I are fake."

Song Qingshuang was immune to these words, "You said it was a lie, but last time on the old man's birthday, I don't think Fu Hanlin was lying to you."

"That's him cooperating with my acting."

Song Qingshuang had an expression that would have been obvious to anyone who had been there before, "That's what you think."

Fu Yan was speechless, "Believe it or not."

But she didn't dare to deny it too radically. Song Qingshuang was very forgetful. She thought of a beautiful thing and forgot everything else. If she suddenly remembered the hickey on her neck before, she asked her who the man was.

Fu Yan had two heads and two heads. Song Qingshuang pointed at her forehead, "How did it hurt?"

"The car rear-ended me and I was injured."

She briefly told what happened when Fu Hanlin's car hit her last night.

After hearing this, Song Qingshuang looked hesitant to speak.

"You don't need to say anything." Fu Yan guessed what she was going to say.

Sure enough, Song Qingshuang couldn't hold it in any longer, "What am I saying? Fu Hanlin definitely likes you. Even if he is your boss, he won't care about compensation afterward because of your seriousness in work. What about him taking care of you in the hospital?" ?”

"That was his gentlemanly behavior. He couldn't do such a thing by leaving me alone in the hospital at such a late hour." Fu Yan explained.

"Just quibble." Song Qingshuang rolled her eyes.

"He likes men!" Fu Yan couldn't bear it. It wasn't that she meant to gossip about Fu Hanlin, but that no matter how she explained it, Song Qingshuang just didn't believe her.

"You also believe the entertainment news!" Song Qingshuang crossed her arms and looked down at Fu Yan who was sitting on the sofa. "How honorable the Fu family is. Women who like Fu Hanlin come one after another. If he doesn't let out some news, the Fu family's The threshold has been stepped down."

She sat down and said with some sincerity: "Your mother, although I am sometimes confused, I am not stupid either. I see Fu Hanlin's matter more clearly than you."

Fu Yan lay down on the sofa speechlessly, looking at the ceiling and sighing helplessly.

Song Qingshuang wanted to say something else, but Fu Yan suddenly remembered something and sat up, "By the way, how about the project you invested in?"

I said before that I would show it to her after Mrs. Huo's birthday, but it had already been several days and she almost forgot about it.

"Okay, I just got a dividend. Although it's not more than [-] yuan, it's just the beginning. The bulk is behind me." Song Qingshuang said proudly.

Fu Yan didn't listen to her words and asked directly: "Have you signed a contract?"

Investment does not necessarily involve signing a contract. She just asked casually. If there was one, it would be easier to check.

Song Qingshuang nodded, fearing that she wouldn't believe him, so she quickly said: "Yes, I will go back to the room and give it to you."

After a while, she brought over a contract. Fu Yan turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa and read through it carefully. Song Qingshuang was not investing in a simple project, but a decoration materials company.

She is one of the shareholders.

The terms and conditions of the contract were all in good order, reasonable and had her signature at the end.

Fu Yan took out his mobile phone and entered the name of the decoration materials company. It was a small, legal company with few reviews on the Internet. It was normal to see a few occasionally. The legal person of the company was Lu Jingmao.

Lu Jingmao?

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

She couldn't remember it for a moment and returned the contract to Song Qingshuang, "Do you know Lu Jingmao?"

Song Qingshuang was confused, "Who?"

"You don't even know who the boss of the company is?" Fu Yan was completely speechless, and he just went to invest with others.

After being reminded like this, Song Qingshuang suddenly realized, "Oh, you said Lu Jing was cheating!"

She put the contract back into the document bag, zipped it up, and said, "My fellow countryman said he is her cousin, a talented graduate from a prestigious university. This is a company he founded from scratch. He is not very young, only thirty-two. , if you and Fu Hanlin were not in love, I would have introduced him to you, he is a very steady and handsome man that I have met."

"You want to introduce him to me because he's a man?" Fu Yan was annoyed.

Song Qingshuang rolled her eyes at her, "Why do you talk so badly about yourself? I gave birth to you, can I still cheat you?"

Fu Yan wants to say that you have cheated me a lot, haven't you?

But looking at Song Qingshuang's careless look, she didn't bother to mention those old memories anymore. She only had her mother left as a relative in this world, as long as she was happy.

After Song Qingshuang returned to the room, Fu Yan took a shower and lay on the bed, wondering where she had heard the name Lu Jingmao.

The answer was obviously deep in her mind, but it was just a little bit short of the most crucial information, but she just couldn't remember it.

I yawned a few times. I obviously slept enough today, why am I still so sleepy?

Forget it, I don't want to.

Fu Yan pulled up the quilt, turned off the light, closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after.

……

late at night.

In the parking lot outside the drunken room, a black Bentley slowly stopped.

Cao Yuan got out of the car and opened the rear door.

The man was closing his eyes and concentrating when the car door opened. He slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the magnificent and intoxicating room, and stepped out of the car with his long legs.

He closed the crisp collar of his coat with one hand and heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Mr. Huo, what a coincidence."

Cao Yuan took the lead and looked towards the source of the sound.

He was a man in his thirties, with a gentle and handsome appearance, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, a suit and leather shoes. He had probably just come out from socializing in a drunken place. His face was stained with red light, and he could smell the alcohol from a few meters away. Looks like he drank a lot.

But fortunately, the other party seemed to be still awake and walking steadily, so Cao Yuan did not step forward to stop him.

Huo Minzheng's slender white fingers crossed the collar.

He glanced sideways, and his dark eyebrows were particularly thrilling under the neon light. He nodded slightly, "Mr. Lu."