Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

It seems that Miss Fu's grilling is not to your taste, I'll do it. Wen Tingyun grilled a bunch of chicken gizzards very familiarly, and handed it to Fu Yu'an.

Miss Wen specially baked it for you, take it quickly. Lan Yaqin urged Fu Yu'an.

For the first time, Fu Yu'an didn't listen to his mother and stood still.

Yu'an, what's the matter with you. Lan Yaqin was a little impatient.

I'm allergic to chicken. Fu Yu'an said with his head down, his voice was a little hoarse, and his mood seemed to be very wrong.

Fu Qingji suddenly raised his head, he felt that the words Fu Yu'an said sounded familiar.

Because Fu Ting once caught shrimp for him, he used the excuse of allergies in order to embarrass Fu Ting.

Fu Yu'an is not allergic to chicken, so he said that at the moment, obviously trying to save Fu Ting from the siege.

Such a comparison made Fu Qingji's heart choke for a while.

It's okay. Wen Tingyun smiled generously, Actually, I think the feeling Fu Si Shao gave me is very similar to a friend I met abroad.

Lan Yaqin asked, Who do you look like?

Wen Tingyun said, He is a famous painter named Waiting Light.

When Fu Yu'an heard this, his fingertips curled up slightly.

Really? The next second, he smiled slightly, obviously with the most gentle expression on his face, but said extremely impolite words, Then I'm really unlucky.

Fu Yu'an's image in the hearts of his family has always been that of a spring breeze, who can take care of everyone's emotions very intimately, and is always gentle and obedient.

The words he said at this time, compared with his usual appearance, can be called stern words, which really shocked the Fu family who knew him well.

Wen Tingyun's face was filled with embarrassment. Her status was usually only for men to flatter her.

But in the past two days, he has eaten a lot of ashes at the man of the Fu family.

Designer Wen, don't be angry. My family, Yu'an, is obsessed with work and doesn't care about painters or painters. He has no other intentions. Lan Yaqin actually looks down on painters, she thinks they are useless toys, how can they compare Make money on merchants?

But she is still very good at talking nonsense when meeting people.

The old lady Fu scolded Fu Yu'an and said, Yu'an, you can't be so rude.

Wen Tingyun said empathetically, It's nothing. Fu Sishao is not a member of the circle. It's normal not to know Waiting Guang's status in the Chinese painting circle.

Fu Yu'an didn't even look at her, and sat back with a calm expression, apparently not matching her steps.

Wen Tingyun couldn't help but gritted his teeth hard, trying to maintain a calm expression.

Why do men from the Fu family look sick?

How long is Miss Wen going to stay in China this time? Mrs. Fu asked in a lively manner.

To be honest, I feel that domestic design is too poor. As a Chinese, I naturally want to come back and contribute more to the design development of my country, so as to expand my design kingdom in China.

Wen Tingyun smiled faintly, At the same time, the Golden Throne Award, which is held every three years, suddenly decided to be awarded in China. I mainly came to attend the award ceremony.

The Gold Medal Award is the highest honor given to female designers in the design industry.

Wen Tingyun has worked so hard for so many years. Although she has won many gold awards, her ultimate goal is the Golden Medal Award, and she is inspired to become the number one female designer in the country.

In the past few years, no female designer has been eligible for this award. Wen Tingyun already has excellent experience, so it will naturally fall into Wen Tingyun's hands.

Congratulations, Miss Wen. Mrs. Fu said to Wen Tingyun appreciatively, and at the same time glanced at Fu Ting.

There will inevitably be regrets in her heart. In fact, she feels that Fu Ting's design is no worse than Wen Tingyun's. It's a pity that Fu Ting has no experience and is not a professional designer. If Fu Ting can step into the ranks of design earlier, maybe he can compete for it .

Fu Sixing suddenly said, Confidence is a good thing, but when it comes to top designers, Designer T seems to be slightly better. Ms. Wen is so sure that she will win the Golden Throne Award?

Wen Tingyun said, Senior T is naturally incomparable, but T's design style is changeable and bold, which cannot be achieved by female designers, and men cannot participate in the Golden Throne Awards, otherwise I really want to ask senior T for advice. What about it?

This is why Wen Tingyun is so flamboyant. Without the threat of T, she is naturally the well-deserved number one female designer.

Fu Ting, who was burying his head in the meat, said, ...

Another one came who thought she was a man.

Miss Wen is so outstanding, I don't know if there is a marriage? Lan Yaqin rolled her eyes cunningly. If Wen Tingyun was single, she planned to let Fu Yu'an pursue her.

Although she despises designers in her heart, the Golden Throne Award is not something ordinary people can get. Once she becomes the first female designer in the country, it will be extraordinary.

If Fu Yu'an could be with Wen Tingyun, they would be incomparable.

I've always been single. Wen Tingyun smiled shyly, looking at Cen Juan with spring water in his eyes, Actually, Mr. Cen saved me two years ago, and I fell in love with Mr. Cen at first sight at that time. This time I returned to China on purpose. I want to get to know Mr. Cen.

After a pause, she said, I have been studying abroad, and the atmosphere abroad is very generous, so I express my heart directly, Madam Fu won't mind.

Cen Juan was adopted by Mrs. Fu, so Wen Tingyun naturally asked the old lady first.

Of course not. It's a good thing for young people to be generous. Mrs. Fu smiled, Xiao Jiu, you are not young anymore. How about Miss Wen? You are both talented and beautiful, maybe you can socialize.

Mrs. Fu is still very satisfied with Wen Tingyun, she can get whatever she wants, and they took advantage of marrying into the Fu family.

Lan Yaqin gritted her teeth secretly, she never thought that Wen Tingyun, who even Fu Qingji had rejected, would choose Cen Juan.

Cen Juan is just a prodigal son with no career, so I don't understand why Wen Tingyun thinks highly of him!

Sorry, I have a sweetheart. Cen Juan slowly grilled fish for Fu Ting, his fingers were slender and fair.

When talking, the man looked at Yurou intently, without even glancing at Wen Tingyun, as if there was no such person.

The smile on the corner of Wen Tingyun's mouth froze, did Cen Juan actually have a crush?

Who? Which lady? Mrs. Fu asked curiously.

Except for the insider, Fu Sixing, Fu Nanyan, Fu Qingji, and Fu Yu'an, everyone else looked thirsty for knowledge.

Cen Juan has always been lazy, and he is not close to women. There are no female mosquitoes around him. People in the industry guess that he is gay, but he has a sweetheart, which is strange!

Only Fu Ting lowered his head a little nervously, and even slowed down his gnawing movements.

Cen Juan intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the cramped girl beside him, took a piece of paper, gently wiped off the oily shine from the corners of Fu Ting's mouth, and smiled, She is the beauty in my heart.

He obviously didn't look at her, but Fu Ting could feel that the words were spoken in her ear.

Fu Ting's ears turned red inexplicably, like a crystal clear red grape.

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Ask for a ticket, later Fu Ting will have a wave of interaction with Sibo when he is drunk~