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

After Hua Yan drank a glass of wine, her heart couldn't stop trembling. Her whole body felt hot and her cheeks were flushed. She didn't even dare to look at Fu Hanlin.

Even Secretary Sun and Jiang You at the table blushed when they saw it.

Isn’t Mr. Fu’s look too lustful?

That look seemed as if it wanted to eat Xiao Huayan into its stomach.

Zhang Qian was delighted.

It seems that Mr. Fu is very satisfied with Hua Yan!

He said with a smile: "That's right. Many people want to toast Mr. Fu but they don't have the chance. Hua Yan, you must seize this opportunity and toast Mr. Fu a few more times so that he can enjoy himself."

This wine is smooth and refreshing without any astringency. It tastes great too, sweet and fragrant with a fruity flavor.

I don't think the degree is high.

Although Hua Yan's alcohol tolerance is not very good, she feels that it would be okay for her to have a few more glasses of this kind of wine.

With a clear mind, she nodded and said, "I know, Mr. Zhang."

Hua Yan added wine to Fu Hanlin's glass, and then poured wine into her own glass. She looked at Fu Hanlin with red cheeks, "Mr. Fu, I toast you again."

Fu Hanlin picked up the wine glass and gently touched her glass. His eyes caught Hua Yan's. "Can you still drink?"

"Yes." Hua Yan inadvertently revealed a hint of the cute and naive attitude of a little woman.

Fu Hanlin's Adam's apple slid, and after taking a sip of wine, it felt like a fire was burning in his lower abdomen.

"Mr. Fu, I'll toast you with another glass. Please drink less." Hua Yan leaned over and poured wine into his glass, lowering her voice so that only the two of them could hear it.

Fu Hanlin looked at her face and said, "You can't get drunk."

Hua Yan pursed her lips, and before straightening up, she whispered, "Your stomach is not feeling well."

Her softly whispered words brushed across Fu Hanlin's heart like a feather.

The man's eyes, as calm as a lake, were filled with tiny ripples.

Fu Hanlin couldn't help but hold the wine glass, his eyes fell on Hua Yan's face again.

She leaned sideways to pour wine into her glass. Her facial features were delicate, and her face was as exquisite as a painting. Her every frown, smile, gesture and movement were charming without her realizing it.

No wonder so many men are thinking about her.

She is beautiful without being aggressive, yet unforgettable at first sight. One day, when I accidentally thought of her, I was surprised to find that I was addicted to her.

Hua Yan's face became redder and even the corners of her eyes were dyed red. She called him in a soft voice, "Mr. Fu..."

"I respect you."

I didn't notice the change in his address.

A smile flashed across Fu Hanlin's eyes, and he gently clinked his glass with hers, "Secretary Hua has a good alcohol tolerance."

Hua Yan pursed her lips and smiled.

Fu Hanlin glanced at Zhang Qian, who was suppressing his excitement and staring at Hua Yan's wine glass.

He had reminded Zhang Qian in advance that he would not add anything to the wine.

That must be a problem with the wine itself.

After the toast, Hua Yan sat down to eat.

The turntable in front of her kept spinning and she couldn't even pick up any food.

The turntable was clearly moving very slowly before, why did it suddenly speed up?

Hua Yan supported her forehead with one hand and held the chopsticks in the air with the other hand, but she couldn't pick up any food.

She frowned in annoyance.

Suddenly, there was a small piece of crispy meat in the bowl in front of her. It was exactly what she had wanted to pick up several times but failed.

She looked at the man who took his hand back with a pair of blurry eyes.

He squinted his eyes, smiled, and a small giggle came out of his mouth.

Fu Hanlin sighed helplessly as he looked at her silly appearance, not realizing that she was drunk.

"Mr. Fu."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Qian quickly stood up with a smile on his face.

"Boss Fu, I have something to do and need to leave first. I may have to ask you to take care of Hua Yan."

It is necessary to say some polite words.

A powerful person like Fu Hanlin hated these things being brought to the surface the most. His roundabout explanation showed that he was a perceptive person.

The more comfortable Fu Hanlin felt, the easier his life became.

"Jiang You, see Mr. Zhang off." Fu Hanlin glanced at the people on the other side of the table.

Jiang You understood and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Fu."

Hua Yan drunkenly looked at Zhang Qian who had stood up, "Mr. Zhang?"

"I'm going out to answer a phone call and will be back soon." Zhang Qian gave Hua Yan a reassuring look.

"Oh." Hua Yan's eyes became more and more confused.

After Jiang You sent Zhang Qian out, Secretary Sun also followed him out and closed the door of the private room.

……

Fu Hanlin looked at Hua Yan, who was poking the tablecloth with chopsticks and muttering about the vegetables sticking to the plate.

The darkness in his eyes seemed to turn into a pool of water, flowing gently.

Hua Yan threw down her chopsticks and stood up, "Mr. Fu, there's something wrong with the food in this restaurant, don't eat it!"

A smile appeared on the man's lips, and before she staggered and almost fell, he stood up, put his arms around her slender waist, and held her in his arms.

The person in his arms was softer than he had vaguely imagined.

The originally loose force couldn't help but tighten a bit.

As Hua Yan struggled and twisted, he tightened his strength a little more, and the two of them stuck together tightly.

He looked at the blushing girl in his arms and asked her in a low voice, "What's the problem?"

Although Hua Yan was drunk, she still had a bit of rationality.

She knew that she was being held by someone, so her body was on alert. For a moment she did not recognize that the person in front of her was Fu Hanlin, and she began to struggle.

"Where is Mr. Zhang?"

The more she struggled, the tighter Fu Hanlin held her slender waist.

The slender waist that could be held in one hand seemed about to be broken by him.

"Mr. Zhang is gone." Fu Hanlin told her the truth without mercy.

Hua Yan was drunk. She looked up at the man who was hugging her, shook her head a few times, had an expression of disbelief, and murmured in pain.

"gone?"

"Well, I sold you to me."

At the same time when Fu Hanlin said this sentence that would make countless girls fall into the abyss, Hua Yan, who was shrouded in drunkenness, said in annoyance: "Did he pay the bill? I don't have any money..."

Fu Hanlin's face darkened and he suddenly clenched his back teeth. He was so angry that he laughed at her words.

He held Hua Yan tightly with one hand and pinched her chin with the other hand, forcing her to look up and look at him, "Do you know who I am?"

Hua Yan looked at him dreamily for a while, the corners of her mouth curved up, and her eyes also curved down like a crescent moon, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanlin's heart softened when she said this.

"Zhang Qian sold you to me. If it was another man tonight, have you thought about the consequences? You dared to go out to socialize with someone without any preparation."

Hua Yan's mouth had dimples on both sides. She squinted her eyes and shook her head lazily, "I didn't just follow him out..."

She couldn't stand steadily, luckily Fu Hanlin held her, but her heavy head still shook a few times.

Her cheek rubbed against Fu Hanlin's chest, her eyelids drooped, and her soft and tender voice seemed to pass through Fu Hanlin's chest.

"Because... I knew it was you... me, that's why I came...