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Fu Changye sat in the driver's seat, his long arms bent on the edge of the window. .kingho

On the other hand, the cigarette is held between the index finger and thumb. The bright and flickering sparks illuminate the fingertips, and the blue veins popping up on the back of the hand can be vaguely seen.

With his deep gaze from bottom to top, he stared at Ning Qinghong. His handsome face was expressionless, but he looked a little cold.

"Ning Qinghong." Fu Changye closed his thin lips and spoke, speaking in a low voice the name of his love rival.

Ning Qinghong smiled: "I didn't expect that the president of Shengyu would know me. I'm really honored." After a pause, "I really didn't expect that you are the president of Shengyu."

There was a low pressure between Fu Changye's brows, and his eyes were sharp for a moment.

Ning Qinghong looked at the mature man in front of him.

First, it was revealed that he was engaged to Xiang Fei, and then he quickly clarified that the engagement was a rumor.

Recently, they have been making more headlines than artists like them.

The smoke on Fu Changye's fingertips was burning, and the smoke was lingering. He spoke indifferently: "What do you want to say?"

Ning Qinghong opened his pocket with one hand and asked with a smile: "Mr. Fu, you are here so late to see Maomao."

Fu Changye looked at Ning Qinghong coldly and did not answer.

As an actor, he didn't need to bother talking.

Ning Qinghong didn't seem to mind his ignorance.

"Mr. Fu, it's great that you are the president of Shengyu."

Ning Qinghong curled his lips into a smile, and his eyes flickered.

Behind him was the hazy night. He was tall and tall, and he looked a bit flirty and evil: "You lied to Maomao, and with the matter involving Grandpa Gu, you are out of the game now."

In an instant, Fu Changye's eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity, and his dark eyes fell on Ning Qinghong with great pressure.

When a mature man encounters this kind of thing, he hides it very well even if he wants to be angry. He smiled: "You are so sure that I am out of the game. Ning Qinghong, you broke up with your little benefactor. Do you think she will follow you again?"

Ning Qinghong's face stiffened for a moment, as if it had been frozen.

After all, he is an actor, and he can manage facial expressions very quickly.

He looked motionless at the handsome man in the car.

After a while, there was an indescribable smile line in his eyes: "That's right. I hurt her once, and it's hard for her to accept me. Looking at it now, my chances are greater than yours, isn't it?"

"Ning Qinghong, I think you made a mistake." Fu Changye took a puff of cigarette and his eyes fell on the window of Gu Suiyi's small apartment.

The little benefactor had already returned to the apartment and turned on the light.

The familiar window has warm orange light.

Ning Qinghong's good-looking eyebrows furrowed and he asked: "What did I do wrong?"

Fu Changye spat out the circles in his eyes lazily, and with smoke filling his eyes, he cast his sharp gaze at Ning Qinghong: "This is not a question of acceptance or not. Whether the little sponsor accepts me or not is not the key at all."

Ning Qinghong narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly, he understood what Fu Changye said.

It's not a question of whether to accept it or not, that's

"Mr. Fu, Maomao has a very stubborn temper. He has a very cute character, doesn't he?"

Ning Qinghong's clear eyes revealed a sinister smile, "Are you sure that what you think of will work. She doesn't want to do it. No one can force her, and I won't let anyone force her."

The whole person exuded an evil and coquettish aura.

At this moment, the elegance, gentleness, and freshness in his body had completely faded away.

His whole person was like a devil that had torn off his polite, gentle and humble expression, half-melted in the darkness, terrifying and evil.

He smiled: "Mr. Fu, the cat is mine."

Two handsome men with very different temperaments are facing each other over a arrogant, beautiful and awkward cat.

There was a moment of low pressure in the air.

Fu Changye's eyes were deep, his black eyes slightly narrowed, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all.

After a while, he spoke coldly, smiling casually, not caring about his opponent: "Really?"

Ning Qinghong left.

The cigarette in Fu Changye's hand was almost finished.

A long piece of cigarette ash was thrown into the car ashtray by the stern man, his eyes looking deeply at the window.

The car window was open, and the cold wind came in, making it biting and chilly.

Fu Changye frowned slightly.

This little bastard has only been around for a long time, and he can’t wait to start flirting with women. He’s so popular.

Thinking of the scene when I saw Ning Qinghong kissing Gu Suiran's forehead in the car just now.

Fu Changye pursed his thin lips into a straight line, his resolute chin tightened into a cold arc, and there was a dull pain in his chest.

I didn't want to push the little benefactor too hard when Mr. Gu just left.

The little bastard couldn't wait to cuckold him.

Fu Changye's cell phone buzzed and vibrated at this moment.

With an indifferent glance, Lu Shifeng called.

With a flick of his slender fingers, Fu Changye made Lu Shifeng's first call as always.

As soon as he hung up, his phone buzzed and vibrated again. He hung up, and Lu Shifeng also knew the trick. He persisted and called immediately for the second time.

With a frown on his face, Fu Changye answered the phone and said in a low voice, "Something's wrong."

"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do. I said Dahei, can you once, I call you and you pick up the phone immediately?" Lu Shifeng was dissatisfied.

"cannot.

"" Lu Shifeng gave up immediately and said, "Okay, Yudong Su Mo and I are at the club. Are you free? Come over for a drink and talk about the annual meeting together."

Lu Shifeng, Su Mo, and Wu Yudong always made appointments at the same place.

Fu Changye pushed open the door of the box.

Lu Shifeng, Su Mo and Wu Yudong were all sitting on the sofa.

Sitting next to Lu Shifeng was a woman with heavy make-up, big eyes and an oval face. Her small face looked very pretty, but she didn't know whether she was an adult or not.

"Dahei, here you go, sit down."

Lu Shifeng patted the seat next to him and said to the little girl next to him, "Wen Yi, this is Mr. Fu. Do you know Fu Changye, the president of Shengyu, please say hello."

Zhang Wenyi was the one Lu Shifeng gave her business card to some time ago.

Although he received the postcard, he did not dare to contact Lu Shifeng.

Today, I suddenly received a call from the president's secretary and was brought out by Mr. Lu.

This is because Mr. Lu took a fancy to it.

Zhang Wenyi was nervous and excited.

"Mr. Fu."

A pair of eyes flickered, and a cute and well-trained smile naturally appeared on Zhang Wenyi's pretty face, and she greeted sweetly, "Hello."

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