Quit pampering

Chapter 198: Forefathers plant trees for future generations to enjoy the shade
Wen Ying lowered the window and looked up at the building full of black technology.

Fu Yanlou must be busy on the top floor right now.

Wen Ying raised the car window and said, "I won't disturb him anymore. Go home."

Archie stepped on the accelerator and asked again, "Miss, why don't you tell Mr. Fu directly if you want to set up a dance studio outside?"

Mr. Fu got the job done simply, without the eldest lady having to go there in person.

Wen Ying was thinking about something else and smiled lightly, "If you don't tell him anything, will there be no surprise?"

After returning home, Wen Ying entered the kitchen.

The family's chef had seen Mr. Fu cooking, but he had never seen the delicate wife touch the spring water. He was horrified and said, "Madam, what do you want to do? Just give your order and we will do it."

Wen Ying looked at the other party and said, "Don't be so surprised. I can make soup. Just help me."

The chef was dubious and said, "Okay, okay."

In the end, it was really just a slap in the face, and the chef praised, "My wife doesn't show her true face."

Wen Ying turned on the faucet and washed her hands. "I've learned this before. Leave it for another half an hour and then turn off the heat."

"Okay ma'am."

Wen Ying went back to the room and took a shower.

When she went downstairs, she saw Fu Yanlou walking in from the outside. She ran down the stairs and rushed towards him.

Fu Yanlou took a few steps forward to catch her, "Slow down, why are you running?"

Wen Ying raised her head and smiled, "Do you want to take a bath or eat first? I made the soup today."

Madam is so virtuous, Fu Yanlou's eyebrows were tinged with a smile, "Eat first, try the delicious soup made by Yingying."

In the spotless restaurant, Wen Ying held her face in her hands and looked at him expectantly, "How is it? My craftsmanship hasn't gotten worse, has it?"

Fu Yanlou put down the soup bowl and said truthfully, "It's as good as ever."

Wen Ying's eyebrows rose with joy, "Then drink more soup."

After dinner, the two went for a walk on the lawn outside.

Fu Yanlou answered a call, and it was Assistant You over there, "Mr. Fu, Hong Kong Arts has uploaded the video of the graduation party to the Internet. A well-known blogger edited the video of his wife's dance alone. Now the video has over a thousand likes. Wan, caused quite a stir on the Internet." Assistant You asked, "Do we need to let the public relations team handle it?"

Fu Yanlou looked at the figure squatting on the ground pulling weeds through the misty night, "Let's not deal with it for now. Let's check whether there is anyone behind it."

"Yes."

Fu Yanlou put away his cell phone and said, "Yingying."

Wen Ying turned his head.

Fu Yanlou waved, "Come here."

Wen Ying stood up and walked towards him.

Fu Yanlou took her hand, wiped it off with grass clippings, held it in his hand, and led her home.

His voice was unhurried, "Hong Kong Arts released the video of the graduation party on the Internet, and many people paid attention to you."

Wen Ying didn't pay much attention at the moment, "Hong Kong Arts is recruiting students for the new year."

In the study, Fu Yanlou turned on the computer to search for relevant terms, and showed the computer screen to Wen Ying.

"This author edited your dance video alone, do you want to process it?"

It's particularly like a gimmick. In fact, Wen Ying doesn't need such popularity, but nowadays classical dance has a small audience, so in fact, there is no harm in such popularity.

Wen Ying was just confused, "With such a high number of likes, is someone buying traffic?"

"I've asked Assistant You to check."

Assistant You's reply was very quick, "Mr. Fu, I've found out that the video can become popular firstly because there are video platforms promoting it, and secondly because the blogger's fans buy traffic to promote it, and that blogger has many fans on the platform. , focusing on students from major dance academies, including folk dancers. And I also found out that the blogger is actually a non-staff member of the National Theater, Mr. Fu. The main reason why the video is so popular is my wife’s dance order The crowd was amazed.”

Otherwise, no one will keep buying traffic.

Fu Yanlou clicked the red button to hang up.

Wen Ying also heard what Assistant You said, "Then don't worry. I will have a game in two months. Now the traffic is overwhelming. It doesn't hurt if someone pays attention, right? I have a goal now, and I will do my best if I want to do it." .”

To put it bluntly, it doesn't matter whether she is popular on the Internet or not.

Fu Yanlou lowered his head, his breath caressing her cheeks, wrapping her face with a smile. The little warmth was like a flirt, "We Yingying are great."

Wen Ying hugged his neck, her eyes were clearly full of charm, but she pushed his shoulder, "Of course, I have to prepare for the dance competition."

Fu Yanlou grabbed her, brought her into his arms again, and controlled her, "I'll find you an agent. You need to have your own team now."

Wen Ying accepted his kindness and smiled brightly, "Thank you, husband."

Fu Yanlou deliberately pressed against her, "Do you want to thank me verbally?"

Wen Ying's eyes filled with tears, "Then what do you want?"

Fu Yanlou smiled and kissed her.
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Port city.

That video is so popular on the Internet, there’s no reason why it can’t be viewed.

Huo Xiaolian brags about his girl everywhere, "Look at our little princess from Hong Kong City, she is still as stunning when dancing as she was back then."

This will be in the clubhouse box.

How could he, Second Young Master Huo, miss a drinking party when he returned to Hong Kong City?

A certain young man also saw the video, "I couldn't help but watch it so many times. It's a visual feast. There is only such a person in Hong Kong City."

Sighing, "Yingying is still the little princess of our port city, but now she is Mrs. Fu of the capital city."

Huo Xiaolian sneered, "If you get married, you are still our little princess of Hong Kong City."

The second young master was in a bad mood, and no one said anything to him. He only regretted, "You didn't come back until Yingying returned to Beijing. Otherwise, it would be so much fun for us to go fishing at sea at night."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.

Everyone knows that Mr. Huo didn't catch up with his girlfriend and returned to the port city in despair.

Huo Xiaolian has not been back to Huo's house since he returned to Hong Kong City. He spent all day and night in the club.

The body is covered with balsam and gouache.

Upon hearing the news of his return, Mr. Huo came to the club on behalf of his second uncle to arrest him.

The private room became even quieter with the arrival of Young Master Huo.

Someone poured wine for Mr. Huo diligently.

Huo Zhiqian picked up the wine glass but didn't drink it. He scolded him in a deep voice, "Why are you making a fuss if you don't go home? Are you still a child?"

Huo Xiaolian looked at the woman who appeared with his brother, with disdain in his eyes, "Brother, why did you bring her? Is this appropriate?"

Liu Xu knew that these noble gentlemen were having a good time with Miss Wen, and also knew that they did not want to see her. She kept her duty and sat quietly next to Mr. Huo without saying a word.

Anyway, she is Mr. Huo's woman. No matter how much these people don't like her, they can't do anything to her.

No matter how much she defends Miss Wen, Mrs. Huo is not her now.

Huo Zhiqian's eyebrows didn't move, but he said lukewarmly, "When will it be your turn to take care of me?"

Huo Xiaolian leaned lazily on the armrest of the sofa, his eyelids drooping, "If I don't go home, won't they sever ties with me?"

Huo Zhiqian sneered and mocked, "If I really cut off relations with you, do you think you, Mr. Huo, can still be happy and carefree here? Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?"

Mr. Xu, Mr. Lin and Lawyer Zhou are not here.

Mr. Xu is busy at work, Mr. Lin is forced to go on a blind date, and Lawyer Zhou has been having a heated fight with Lawyer Ye recently.

The other young masters were here, and no one dared to speak for Huo Xiaolian.

Huo Xiaolian lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, "I'm fine here, I won't go back."

Huo Zhiqian stopped paying attention.

Huo Xiaolian clicked on Wen Ying's dance video again.

"Brother, have you seen the video of Yingying dancing at the party?"

Liuxu bit her lip, what did she mean by mentioning Miss Wen in front of her?
Subconsciously looking at Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo frowned slightly, his true emotions were always elusive.

LiuXu has never seen him clearly.

Huo Zhiqian stood up, put one hand in his pocket, and faced Huo Xiaolian sideways, with a cold expression, "Stop messing around, and go home when you think about it."

Step away.

LiuXu quickly followed.

Huo Xiaolian stretched his neck and asked others, "Do you think my brother has seen the video?" "You don't know, Mr. Huo was at Hong Kong Art Theater that night, how could he not see it."

"Oh, now I know."

"I just don't know whether Mr. Huo is going for his little girlfriend or for Yingying."

Huo Xiaolian sneered, "If there are genuine copies, will you go see the pirated copies?"

In the early hours of that night, Huo Xiaolian went to sea with other young masters.

The central avenue of the port city is bustling, and the Maybach is parked quietly on the roadside.

Late at night, there are still many cars coming and going.

All kinds of expensive sports cars passed by in the middle of the road.

There is a laptop in front of Mr. Huo, it is a temporary overseas meeting.

Liuxu stayed by the side and did not dare to disturb Mr. Huo.

Looking away from the car window, Liuxu's gaze fell on the man's three-dimensional profile infatuatedly.

From forehead to chin, everything was exquisite, like a painter's most proud masterpiece. It reflected in her eyes, broke into her heart, and aroused her most intense greed.

In fact, Liuxu likes this kind of tranquility, even if the man's eyes don't give her any charity.

I love his indifference and his occasional compassion.

Too much to want to stop.

After the meeting, Huo Zhiqian closed the computer and rubbed his brows.

Secretary Wu in the front seat hugged the computer and caught a glimpse of Liu Fufeng's figure outside, wondering if he wanted to give a warning.

That part of the past, when I think about it, seems to have happened a long, long time ago.

The boss went through several relationships, but finally married a girl from the Xu family, and it would be difficult for him to fall in love again in the future.

Regardless of whether it is Miss Liang or Miss Wen, Yu Huo is always a passer-by.

On the contrary, Miss Liu, who is three points like Miss Wen, has been favored for a long time.

It’s true that people in the past planted trees and people in the future can enjoy the shade.

Secretary Wu himself didn't know what he was thinking about when he said, "Mr. Huo, it seems to be Miss Liang outside."

The one who looked out faster than Huo Zhiqian was the catkins.

She couldn't help but clenched her fingers.

Huo Zhiqian looked out coldly and saw Liang Wanyue passing by alone.

How long have you been missing?

No matter how sensational you have been in love, once you no longer fall in love, how will you remember who you are?
Mr. Huo's car is not difficult to recognize, not to mention that the license plate is the only one in Hong Kong City.

Liang Wanyue walked by without squinting.

Mr. Huo didn't have any trouble at all, "Invite people up."

Liu Xu was surprised and humiliated, and her eyes quickly became watery.

Secretary Wu got out of the car and called for someone. Huo Zhiqian said calmly, "You go down first."

Liuxu didn't dare to refute his opinion, so she lowered her head and got out of the car, including the driver.

"Ms. Liang." Secretary Wu caught up and said bluntly, "Mr. Huo, please get in the car."

Liang Wanyue glanced at the other person and got into the back seat.

The smell of women's perfume still lingers in the car. It's not the rose scent of pure desire. Compared with the one on Miss Wen, it's a little less interesting after all.

The car was quiet for a moment.

Occasionally, the exaggerated roar of a sports car passes by.

In the silence of the night, Liang Wanyue asked, "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Huo Zhiqian couldn't say that he felt guilty for her. He had truly loved her, and if he didn't love her, he would give her what he could, without love or hatred.

He was extremely indifferent, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Liang Wanyue smiled, "Aren't you afraid that Miss Liu will be jealous?"

Huo Zhiqian frowned, as if he didn't like Liang Wanyue mentioning it, "Where do you live now?"

"I live nearby." Liang Wanyue said, "I'll be home in a short walk."

"Ah."

Liang Wanyue didn't understand his attitude. After a few seconds of silence, she said calmly, "Zhiqian, this may be the last time we meet."

Huo Zhiqian said nothing.

Liang Wanyue continued, "I have sent my luggage in advance. I will leave Hong Kong City in a few days."

He um.

No unnecessary emotion can be heard.

Liang Wanyue didn't say where she was going, "I don't love you anymore."

Falling in love with Mr. Huo in Hong Kong City is a very painful thing.

She finally felt a little resentful, "But I won't bless you."

Huo Zhiqian was unmoved. He smiled, "This is what it should be."

How can a person like him deserve blessings?

Liang Wanyue smiled and said to him for the last time, "Goodbye."

She opened the door and got out of the car.

Liuxu returned to the car again, aggrievedly got into Mr. Huo's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and said her grievances in silence.

He has too many entanglements with women, and she seems to be abandoned at any time.

Huo Zhiqian lifted her chin and saw her red eyes, which always reminded him of those charming watery eyes in his memory.

Mr. Huo suddenly lost interest and said, "Let the bodyguards take you back."

Liu Xu didn't know why his attitude changed again, "But I want to stay with you."

Huo Zhiqian laughed suddenly and stared at her with a playful look, "Come home with me?"

Liuxu slowly took back her hand, got out of the car and left.

Huo Zhiqian ordered the driver to return to Deep Water Bay.

After getting married, he and Kang Yi moved to Deep Water Bay.

However, he has many properties in his name and does not come back often.

Kang Yi often travels due to the nature of her work, so she is not at home most of the time.

When Mr. Huo arrived home, Kang Yi happened to be back from a business trip.

Two cars, one on the left and one on the right, stopped at the gate.

Kang Yi took the suitcase from the assistant and met Mr. Huo's deep eyes across two cars, "Why are you back so suddenly?"

Huo Zhiqian walked back home. The two met again at the entrance and changed their shoes.

"Do you still need a reason to go home?"

"Of course you don't need it."

Kang Yi gave the suitcase to the servant and said calmly, "But I thought you would stay with Miss Liu tonight."

A couple who are at odds with each other don't seem to have any quarrel with each other.

All can be at peace.

No love is the answer.

"Occasionally I have to go home and see my wife."

Hearing the word wife, Kang Yi felt nothing special and even wanted to laugh, "Oh, it's rare that Mr. Huo still remembers me as my wife. I'm hungry. Do you want to have a midnight snack together?"

"Need not."

Huo Zhiqian walked around her and went upstairs, leaving the aftertaste of perfume as he passed by.