Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Fu Jingchuan went crazy and could really do such a thing.

Fang Fei was more sensible and couldn't accompany him crazy, so she hung up the phone and asked the driver to pull over.

As soon as he got out of the car, Fu Jingchuan's Bentley drove over and motioned for Fang Fei to get in the car.

Fang Fei hesitated for a moment between the passenger seat and the back seat, then opened the passenger seat and got in.

The car started and drove further and further away from the city center. It was not taking her home, let alone the way to Fu's headquarters.

Fang Fei finally said, "Where are you taking me?"

Fu Jingchuan glanced sideways at her: "Just take a stroll."

Fang Fei frowned: "Didn't you say that dozens of supervisors are waiting for your meeting?"

"This is the truth, but work is far less important than my girlfriend. I have to comfort my angry girlfriend before I can work with peace of mind."

This was the first time that Fu Jingchuan gave Fang Fei the title of girlfriend, which gave their relationship a legitimate seal.

Fang Fei was naturally happy, but when she thought of Jiang Churan, her happiness was greatly reduced.

Fu Jingchuan keenly sensed Fang Fei's emotional ups and downs, took her hand and rubbed the back of her hand: "You are so unhappy, is it because the old man said something bad?"

Fang Fei shook her head, and Fu Jingchuan asked again: "Did Qin Zhengyu touch you again?"

"No."

"Is it because of Jiang Churan?"

Fang Fei shook her head and nodded again.

There happened to be a parking space on the roadside. Fu Jingchuan turned the steering wheel and parked the car accurately. He unbuckled his seat belt and looked at Fang Fei: "You should have heard it. The situation is the same as what I said last night. It's her and the two families." The elders’ wishful thinking.”

Fang Fei pursed her lips and smiled, smiling very carelessly: "It's indeed the same."

Fang Fei's worried look made Fu Jingchuan a little crazy. He unbuckled Fang Fei's seat belt, held her face in his hands, and asked her to look at him: "Then why are you still unhappy?"

Fang Fei frowned, like a wrinkled orange, a kind of helplessness emanating from deep in her heart, which made her confused and uncomfortable: "Because Jiang Churan is right, poor people pay attention to being well-matched, let alone people like you." A wealthy and distinguished family.”

Fu Jingchuan smoothed her frown with his fingers: "Baby, you don't have enough concentration. She didn't succeed in brainwashing me, but she brainwashed you."

"No, it's just the reality. People who have been in love for several years will break up because of the tens of thousands of gifts when they talk about marriage, let alone the huge gap between us."

Fu Jingchuan smiled: "It turns out that the baby wants to get married. Don't worry, baby, let alone the bride price when I get married in the future, all my country will be yours."

"That's not what I meant," Fang Fei said a little anxiously, "I was thinking that if it is destined to be a tragedy, it is better to end it as soon as possible. If you leave me in the future, you will start a new life unscathed. And my life is already hard enough. I just want to add some sweetness in the future, so I don’t want to bother with it anymore.”

Fu Jingchuan stopped smiling, reached out to touch her head, and stared at her face: "You feel insecure, do you lack confidence in me, or do you lack confidence in yourself?"

Fu Jingchuan's gaze was too direct, causing Fang Fei to dodge and look away, landing somewhere behind him: "Yes, even Qin Zhengyu can get along with Fang You, let alone you who have more choices."

After she finished speaking, she bit her lower lip, mustered up the courage to look away, and landed on Fu Jingchuan's face: "Although you can distance yourself from Jiang Churan, in a sense, your silence in the face of other people's teasing and matchmaking is just a disguised form. Having agreed with their statement, do you dare to say that you have never thought of marrying Jiang Churan?"

Fang Fei revealed her well-hidden, sharp side again. Fu Jingchuan was struck by her words. He could have denied it, but she was so pure and simple, and he suddenly didn't want to treat her the same way he treated others.

He reached out and touched Fang Fei's head: "I have thought about it, because like you said, she is a perfect marriage partner."

The little face that he had just smoothed was about to wrinkle again and looked like she was about to cry. He quickly lifted her chin and kissed her on the mouth: "But I met you, Fang Fei. If I hadn't met you, it didn't matter who I married. It was just a shortcut for me to complete my business territory and fulfill my ambitions. Marriage was just an accessory. But I met you, so I became even more greedy. I want both my career and you. .”

This affectionate confession made Fang Fei want to cry a little, but she tried her best to hold it back: "What virtue can I have..."

He pecked her lips again: "You are very good, you are really very good, but you are good but you don't know it, and love is inherently unreasonable. You must think that I am very carefree, But no, you are my first woman."