morbidly addicted

Chapter 127
Fu Jingxing is not interested in telling people about housework: "The real estate has recovered? Your economic crisis has been reversed? Have you earned back the principal from the money you borrowed from me? If not, stop talking nonsense with me here and make money go!"

Lu Zhuo's face was ashamed after being hit by him, and his tone became dull: "Fu Jingxing, why are you still turning your face and denying others? Why didn't you have this attitude when I sent my siblings back to you?"

Speaking of Li Jingman, his tone changed: "I watched the video, my brother and sister were also there yesterday, it could not be that there is some conflict between the brother and sister and Gu Yunfu, and I took you to find her to settle the score with you, right? "

Although Lu Zhuo had a big heart, he was not stupid. Even though Fu Jingxing had largely concealed Li Jingman's injury back then, he could have deduced it all by guesswork.

Fu Jingxing frowned: "Lu Zhuo, have you been particularly free lately? Go to the Real Estate Bureau to find something to do when you are free, and don't ask about the parents here like a gossip.

The land in Beishan is going to be tendered, and the bank will introduce new support policies this year. If you can seize this opportunity, your family will definitely make a lot of money this year. "

He was leaking the internal affairs of the bank ahead of time. Although his tone was bad, the information revealed in those words was of real gold content, and it was just like sending that difficult boy away.

After finishing the sentence, without waiting for Lu Zhuo to respond, he hung up the phone irritably.

He felt a little disappointed, if the little fairy really relied on him and asked him to support her, it would be too late for him to be happy.

It's a pity that until the last moment yesterday, before Gu Yunfu's finger was cut off, she suspected that he was acting with Gu Yunfu and others for her.

……

The phone was hung up unilaterally, Lu Zhuo looked helplessly at Song Wanxing, shrugged, he was not interested in Fu Jingxing's gossip, this phone call was made for Song Wanxing.

"You heard that, Fu Jingxing is watertight. I tried my best, but I really couldn't pry his iron mouth open."

Song Wanxing came to him with a smile and kissed him on the face: "I heard, I know you have tried your best, Xiao Luzi has worked hard, this kiss is a reward from the Ai family~"

She has just finished filming a costume drama recently, and she is still immersed in the mode of being a queen mother, and her speech also maintains the style of the drama.

After kissing Lu Zhuo, she got up and took her handbag, waved her charming long hair, and walked out with her waist swaying: "Isn't it just gossip, Fu Jingxing is strict, I can ask Manman by myself~"

"Hey, are you leaving like this?"

Lu Zhuo stood up and called out to her, but Song Wanxing ignored her and disappeared from his sight in an instant.

Lu Zhuo sat back to his original position with a dark face, with a depressed expression.

This woman comes when she wants, and leaves when she wants.

His good and bad attitude towards him at this time is no different from that of a spare tire. If he didn't know that she had no one else besides him, he would almost suspect that she was raising him as a fish.

However, even if he is a fish, Lu Zhuo is not a small koi in a landscape pot, he is a great white shark in the sea!

After sitting dissatisfied for a while, Lu Zhuo picked up the phone, gritted his teeth and dialed again, but his tone became relaxed and flattering.

"Uncle Song, I'm Lu Zhuo~ Is Wan Xing at home? Oh, it's fine, it's fine if you're not at home.

Please tell her when she gets home that the little model reported by the paparazzi is pure nonsense and has nothing to do with me.

Of course I have to explain it to her, hehe, I've been pursuing her recently..."

Song Wanxing walked out of Lu Zhuo's house humming a ditty, and entered her newly bought Maserati. She also knew that Lu Zhuo, who had been fooled by her for a while, must be looking depressed and unlucky now.

Thinking of this made her even happier.

Hmph, tell him it's okay to attend the dinner party and drink with those little models, she wants to torment him, she has plenty of ways!
Happily, she drove straight to the hotel and chose a location close to Fu Jingxing's house. She really planned to go to Li Jingman tomorrow and listen to the gossip.

She didn't know that at this time, the Song family had caused an uproar because of her and Lu Zhuo.

Song Wanxing had a good night's sleep in the hotel. After being woken up by the alarm clock the next day, she looked at the time and thought that Fu Jingxing must have gone to work. She happily went straight to Fu's house.

Li Jingman always remembered the mobile phone that the stranger sent over. Although she didn't remind her, she just felt that it should be a very important thing, and she always had an indescribable sense of familiarity with it.

The little milk baby had swimming lessons today, and was taken by the nanny to learn to swim in the gymnasium in the back garden of Fu's house. Li Jingman dressed up a bit, put her mobile phone in her bag, and wanted to go out with the bag.

"Is the lady going out?"

Only then did she walk outside the gate of the house, and the conscientious security guard stopped her.

Li Jingman said softly, "I'm going to the mall to buy something."

Fu Jingxing had told her before that she would not be locked up again, and she hadn't tried the truth yet, so it's best to verify it now.

The security guard had already received Fu Jingxing's orders, so after a little thought, he picked up the internal phone.

"Which shopping mall are you going to? Please wait a moment, and I will arrange for a driver to come and take you off."

Sure enough, he didn't stop Li Jingman like before.

Li Jingman can go out, but she must bring bodyguards with her when she goes out. Fu Jingxing has also emphasized this to her before. Although she is a little unhappy about being watched, it is not easy to be eager to go out at this time.

As soon as Song Wanxing arrived at Fu's house, he saw Li Jingman standing at the door. The weather in early autumn was sometimes cool and sometimes hot.

Li Jingman wore a light pink long dress and a snow-colored long-sleeved pearl shirt. She looked beautiful and generous, with light makeup on her face, and a healthy peach pink on her pretty cheeks.

The breath between the brows is still cold, but there is less self-pity and sorrow, and the mental state of the whole person is a hundred times better than before.

Song Wanxing saw her from a distance, and quickly parked the car in front of Fu's house, stuck her head out the window and shouted.

"Manman!"

When Li Jingman heard the voice and saw that it was Song Wanxing, she felt a little joy in her eyes, and walked to Song Wanxing's car.

"What a coincidence, Miss Song, I ran into you here."

Song Wanxing winked at her: "Unfortunately, I came here to look for you."

She opened the car door and made a gesture to get out of the car: "Miss Ben has nothing to do these days, so I came here to chat with you to pass the time, please let me in?"

A dark light flashed in Li Jingman's eyes, and before Song Wanxing came out, he pushed her back, and then got into her car himself under Song Wanxing's blank gaze.

"I just want to go out, please Miss Song give me a ride, let's talk while walking?"

Song Wanxing hesitated a little: "You won't have a date, will you?"

As Fu Jingxing's wife, with such an identity, countless people would rush to curry favor with her. Song Wanxing didn't like that kind of social interaction very much.

Li Jingman smiled faintly at her: "No, it's just me. I was worried that shopping alone would be boring. It's great to meet you."

The bodyguard knew Song Wanxing, and when Li Jingman got into her car, he didn't say much. He turned his head and told the people in charge of protecting Li Jingman to be smart and drive behind Song Wanxing.

Song Wanxing has the experience of being followed by the paparazzi, and she is very disgusted with being followed by a car: "Why is there a little tail following behind, Manman, is it your man?"

(End of this chapter)