The brothers were reborn with tears in their eyes and wanted to pamper their sister to heaven

Shang Yan paused, isn't it——

Fu Ximing fell in love and came to ask him if he supported it?

He is not his father!

Shang Yan said with a dark face: "I support...but Fu Ximing, do you think I am your father? You still want to ask me when you are in love!"

Fu Ximing thought silently in his heart: He is not my father, but my future uncle...

But he didn't plan to say this now. After all, judging from the little girl's appearance, it seemed that he didn't intend to let Shang Yan know about it yet.

"Okay! Let me talk first!" Fu Ximing replied happily, not being offended by Shang Yan's provocative words.

He just planned to take a clear path in secret, and Shang Yan said he supported it, so he had no guilt at all.

Although there wasn’t originally—

Shang Yan: "6..."

Shang Yan hung up the phone angrily. After hanging up, he remembered that he forgot to ask whose good girl he had harmed!

Fu Ximing was not annoyed when the call was hung up. He was in an extremely excited mood today and asked his assistant to start a work group. A group of assistant secretaries in the group were confused!

In the middle of the night, Mr. Fu's special assistant suddenly created a group for everyone and even invited Mr. Fu into the group.

Who knows, when such a big leader is in the group, everyone is as quiet as a chicken, not daring to say a word.

Fu Ximing didn't say anything when he entered the group, and just threw ten red envelopes into the group.

Everyone was shocked!

Could it be that Mr. Fu's account was hacked?

Assistant Lao Shen is here, sending a message in the small group: I just received the news that Mr. Fu is divorced!

This was the information he asked the driver for. After all, Mr. Fu suddenly asked Jianqun to go, so he always wanted to know the situation first.

did not expect!

Mr. Fu is so boring...

We also specially set up a group to send red envelopes.

The assistant quickly received the red envelope: Thank you, Mr. Fu, and wish Mr. Fu and Miss Shang a long life!

People in the group were sending blessings one after another...

Fu Ximing was satisfied and threw away ten more red envelopes.

Everyone was happy to receive the red envelopes, and they all sighed that this is how Mr. Fu fell in love.

Shang Ningyue finally comforted her roommates and satisfied their curiosity.

After washing up, I remembered to ask Fu Ximing if he had arrived at the hotel.

She was lying on the bed and sent a message to Fu Ximing: "Are you at the hotel?"

Fu Ximing: "Still not asleep? We're here."

Shang Ningyue: "I just finished washing up."

Fu Ximing: "Go to bed early and I'll take you to dinner tomorrow."

Shang Ningyue: "But I have to go to class tomorrow."

Fu Ximing: "I looked at your class schedule. The last class ends at 5:30. I will pick you up then."

Shang Ningyue was a little surprised. How did he get the class schedule?

But he still agreed to him: "Okay. Good night then!"

Fu Ximing: "Good night, girlfriend."

Shang Ningyue blushed and logged out of WeChat.

After class the next day, Shang Ningyue saw a familiar figure from behind as soon as she left the classroom.

Fu Ximing was standing in the corridor outside the classroom. He was wearing a long coat today, and it was neatly cut, making the clothes look particularly high-quality.

But this texture is just a foil for Fu Ximing.

He stood there alone, attracting everyone's attention.

There is no other reason. Fu Ximing is incompatible with the school. He should be in a high-end office building, not outside the teaching building.

Shang Ningyue even saw two girls pushing each other to ask for WeChat.

Fu Ximing seemed to sense something. When he looked back, he saw his little girl standing at the door and looking at him blankly.

He smiled a little and walked towards her: "Why don't you come over?"

Shang Ningyue hugged the book: "No...have you been waiting for a long time?"

Fu Ximing took her schoolbag naturally: "Just arrived."

Shang Ningyue's milky white schoolbag looked quite funny in Fu Ximing's hand.

Before leaving, she specifically looked back at the two girls who had just wanted to ask for WeChat, and saw that the two of them had regretful expressions on their faces.

Fu Ximing looked down at her: "What are you looking at?"

Shang Nigyue shook her head: "The two girls just wanted to ask you for your contact information..."

Fu Ximing frowned. He didn't pay attention to this, but he still reassured her: "Don't worry, girlfriend! I won't give my contact information to other women."

Shang Ningyue smiled: "A gentleman talks about his heart but not his deeds. I am not so stingy yet."

Shang Ningyue knows that a person's loyalty cannot be defined by others, so she trusts Fu Ximing but will not restrain him.

Fu Ximing felt that these words sounded extremely harsh: "Aren't you angry if I gave my contact information to another woman?"

Shang Ningyue smelled something unusual: "No, I just believe you."

One sentence straightened Fu Ximing's hair.

The two of them left the school gate. Fu Ximing did not bring a driver with him today and parked the car directly at the school gate.

Shang Ningyue sat on the passenger seat, Fu Ximing closed the door and put his schoolbag in the back seat of the car.

After getting in the car, Shang Ningyue remembered to ask Fu Ximing where he was going: "Where are we going?"

Fu Ximing drove the car: "There is a private restaurant in the west of the city. I will take you to try it."

"Oh……"

The west side of the city was not too far away. Half an hour later, they arrived at a courtyard house.

Fu Ximing took Shang Ningyue and walked inside.

The greeter at the door stepped forward quickly: "Hello, Mr. Fu, hello, madam! Your box is ready, please come this way!"

The welcome led the two people to a room with a plaque hanging on the door with the word "Hu Yan" written on it.

As soon as we entered the box, the decoration inside became even more antique. A large round table made of sandalwood was placed in the middle. The window sill in the box was opened, and the chrysanthemums in full bloom peeked in from the window.

A quiet room.

Fu Ximing asked the little girl to order her own food, and then secretly wrote down what the little girl liked to eat.

The two of them sat on opposite sides. Fu Ximing looked at the little girl and felt itchy in his heart.

"Come here," he said.

Shang Ningyue looked at him doubtfully: "What to do?"

Fu Ximing didn't answer, he stood up and walked to Shang Ningyue.

I am not the mountain, I am the mountain.

Under Shang Ningyue's puzzled gaze, Fu Ximing pulled her into his arms.

Shang Ningyue was a little surprised when he pushed her into his arms.

Fu Ximing was too clingy, so she pushed him: "Someone will come in later!"

Fu Ximing buried his head on Shang Ningyue's shoulder and neck: "It's okay, I miss you."

"Didn't we just meet yesterday?"

"Sixteen hours have passed since last night."

Shang Ningyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This day has not come yet.

But after listening to Fu Ximing's words, she still reached out and hugged Fu Ximing softly.

"Then what will happen when you return to Linshi? We can't meet every day." Shang Ningyue asked him.

Fu Ximing smelled the little girl's hair: "I have moved part of my business here and will not be returning to Linshi for a short time."

"So...you had plans early in the morning?" Shang Ningyue asked in surprise.

Fu Ximing actually just wanted to be closer to her. Linshi was too far away from her, so he simply tried his best to come to Beijing.