Heart attack

Chapter 292 Not Handsome
He has a wonderful male protagonist's face, but he lacks the refined temperament of Sheng Yan. He has too much money on his body, which weakens his own pride.

"Look at what?"

Fu Liwan suddenly opened his eyes, causing Tang Hongyi's pupils to tremble in fright. His long and narrow eyes seemed to have blades, piercing towards her at this moment.

"Look," Tang Hongyi pursed his lips and said with wide eyes, "Can you see how handsome you are?"

Fu Liwan froze for a few seconds when he got up, "Are you handsome?"

"..." Not very handsome.

Tang Hong didn't dare to say it, but at this moment, silence speaks louder than words. Fu Liwan stretched out his hand and pulled her, "Huh? Don't you dare to say it or don't say it? Don't force me to pry your mouth open."

"I told you I was afraid you would tear my mouth apart."

"..."

Taking advantage of Fu Liwan's blank space, she quickly broke free from the restraint of her arms and stepped back a few inches.

On the other side, Sheng Peiqing anxiously called Shengyan, but the phone was never connected, and even the phone of his assistant Xie Nan couldn't get through.

It is probably she who went to the doctor in a hurry.

Sheng Peiqing looked through the entire list and found that there was another person who could stop Fu Liwan, and that person was close to Tang Hongyi, and the feast could be torn apart by her.

She struggled a few times, and finally dialed the phone.

"Hello, second brother."

……

Yunlou is a famous large-scale entertainment place in Shangjing. Simply put, it is a place for children from rich families to play and play. The style of the setting is similar to Guan Sizu's taste, as long as it looks rich.

It seems to be a common problem of every rich family, as long as this place looks rich, it fits their taste.

Tang Hong also came to this place for the first time, and the way she heard about it was naturally from Guan Sizu's friend. She had always thought this place was not very good, such as all kinds of tobacco and alcohol smells, men, women, it is very complicated scene.

Now that I stepped in, I realized that it wasn't.

Everything is different from what I imagined. The style is not Guan Sizu's gold and silver hanging, but a minimalist Nordic style, with white as the keynote. There are many famous paintings hanging in the corridors, and it is impossible to tell the real from the fake.

You can smell the subtle fragrance of flowers along the way. You can only enter the main hall after walking through the corridor. In front of the main hall is a pond garden. There are a few koi swimming in the pond. There are many flowers and plants planted in the courtyard. The fragrance of flowers comes from here. drifted out.

Entering the main hall, the style of the inside is very similar to that of the corridor, but it was because of the resemblance, when countless lights and tedious sightlines intersected in the huge hall, she suddenly understood the concept of being rich in Guan Sizu's group of friends.

The whole building can't be seen from the outside, but it can only be seen from the inside that it looks like an independent imperial banquet.

The manager saw them at a glance, and trotted over to lead the way. Tang Hong also took the elevator for a while, and was taken to a separate box, which is the box that every restaurant has, very common.

Open the window to overlook half of the town.

"Eat?" She turned her head and leaned against the window.

Fu Liwan ordered good food late, wiped his fingers clean, and didn't even intend to talk to her. Tang Hong walked to the opposite side and sat down resentfully. A cold boss.

No, the feast will probably still answer, it should say: "Don't you want to eat to see the scenery?"

Thinking about it was quite disturbing, Tang Hong also lowered his head and snickered for a while, when he raised his head, the air became much fresher, the fear and heaviness just now whizzed away, and the tension became less tense.

Tang Hongyi: "Boss Fu invited me, it shouldn't be just for the script and dinner."

"Otherwise?" Fu Liwan put down the hot towel and leaned on the back of the chair leisurely.

The table was a round table, and she and Fu Liwan sat at each end. The empty and boring boards on the round table were clean and tidy, and at the same time separated them. The table looked not like a table, but an interrogation table.

(End of this chapter)