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Chapter 199 The waist is too thin

That tune is not like Yingying's.

But it was enough to make her feel uncomfortable.

It's just diaphragm response.

Kang Yi looked away and ordered the servant to serve a bowl of noodles.

The large restaurant seemed empty.

Kang Yi ate the noodles without making any sound. She had been taught strict elegance and etiquette since she was a child.

The phone rang, it was Mr. Huo, [Have you finished eating? 】

Kang Yi was typing, [Not yet, okay? 】

Huo Zhiqian, [Yes. 】

Oh, just wait.

Kang Yi was not in a hurry. She finished eating, washed the dishes, and returned to the room upstairs with her mobile phone.

When I saw Young Master Huo in the master bedroom, surprise was clearly written on his face.

Kang Yi, "Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

The pajamas were almost the same color as the bedding.

Huo Zhiqian looked up from his phone and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Oh." Kang Yi said quickly, "Then you sleep here, I'll go to the guest room to sleep tonight."

"Xu Kangyi." Huo Zhiqian called her.

Kang Yi's hand had already fallen on the door handle. He paused when he heard the words, but did not look back.

Just listen to Mr. Huo say, "The Huo family needs an heir."

Kang Yi turned around and smiled. Her lipstick was slightly smudged while eating noodles, but it did not conceal her beauty. She was like the queen of Sweden who never bows her head.

She asked, "What then?"

He smiled, "Sister Xu, are you pretending to be stupid with me?"

Kang Yi said, "Apart from Miss Liu, I don't know if there are other women outside of you. Frankly speaking, I actually resist sleeping with you."

After their marriage until now, they have always been respectful to each other, even in separate rooms.

If you want a child, how can you have a child?
The smell of perfume was enough to make her resist.

At least she can't accept that kind of intimacy yet.

Of course, Huo Zhiqian didn't have that kind of impulse toward her, even though she was his wife in name. "I understand what you mean, but this is not the only way to have a child. Please take some time to come out and let's go to the hospital."

Kang Yi had thought about this kind of consequences for a long time, but after living with someone he didn't love, did he, Mr. Huo, intend to treat his child as a tool?
Kang Yi felt uncomfortable, but she still had a smile on her face and said in a good temper, "Let's talk about it later, okay? I'm very tired from work and want to take a shower and rest first."

Without waiting for Mr. Huo's answer, Kang Yi walked out of the master bedroom.

More than ten minutes later, Mr. Huo drove away from Deep Water Bay.
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Wen Ying watched a lot of dance videos at home to see if she could get inspiration for new dances.

The servant came over with iced fruit and persuaded with a smile, "Madam, you have been watching the video for a long time. In case of visual fatigue, please take a rest first."

Wen Ying picked up a small fork and put a piece of fruit in her mouth. "You're not tired. I'm going to use the dance studio later, so go get ready."

"Yes."

As soon as the servant left, the housekeeper came over to report, "Madam, Secretary Wu has brought a few guests to the door and wants to meet you."

Wen Ying put down the tablet and said, "Invite people in."

Wen Ying put her legs down from the sofa, straightened her back, and smiled at the group of people who came in.

Secretary Wu walked in front, "Madam, Mr. Fu has found a team for you and will give you a look."

Secretary Wu introduced the team members to Wen Ying.

The agent's surname is Wan, as well as the director, costumer, and stylist.

Wen Ying chatted with a few people. She could see the professionalism and serious attitude. She felt pretty good at first sight, so she kept them.

The choreographer also gave good suggestions for the new dance choreographed by Wen Ying.

After chatting for more than an hour, after the guests left, Wen Ying went to the dance studio.

A few days later, Wen Ying received news from the agency.

She did not give up the idea of ​​setting up a dance studio outside. The agent saw the good location and immediately contacted Wen Ying.

Wen Ying took Archie to see it.

It's a tall building.

Panoramic transparent glass windows provide wide vision and good lighting.

More importantly, opposite is the FW Group headquarters building. Wen Ying liked it very much and wanted to buy it immediately.

The contract was sent to Lawyer Zhou for review. Lawyer Zhou said there was no problem and Wen Ying signed the contract on the spot.

With the new dance studio, it will be convenient for me and my team to discuss matters here in the future.

Wen Ying stood in the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the building opposite, "Let's go, let's go to the opposite side."

Arriving at the top floor of the group, Wen Ying quietly opened the door to the president's office, where the secretary's voice was heard reporting work.

Busy.

She quietly stepped back and waited.

The female secretary came out after reporting her work, "Madam?"

"Yingying."

Fu Yanlou called her from inside, and Wen Ying twisted her waist and walked into the office.

The female secretary felt that my wife’s waist was really attractive.

Fu Yanlou stood up from his seat, "Why are you standing outside and not coming in?"

Wen Ying is sensible, "I won't interrupt your work."

He said, "With me, you can do whatever you want anytime, anywhere."

Just like that, a man's preference, pampering, and indulgence are all on her.

When their eyes met, there were stars in her eyes.

Wen Ying smiled playfully, "Guess what I'm doing here."

"Can't guess."

Wen Ying didn't show off, "I want to tell you good news."

Fu Yanlou smiled, "What good news?"

Wen Ying pulled Fu Yanlou to the floor-to-ceiling window, "Look across the way, I bought a large flat floor opposite and plan to use it as a dance studio."

Fu Yanlou paused slightly, "Did you buy it?"

Wen Ying nodded, "The contract has been signed."

Fu Yanlou took out his cell phone and looked at it, "Then why is there no movement on my cell phone?"

Wen Ying understood what he meant, "It was taken from my personal account. I didn't use your money. I bought it specifically across from your company. It's close."

Why aren't you looking for him? Fu Yan showed no emotion on the floor, "Does it need to be renovated?"

"need."

"I'm looking for a decoration company."

"Okay."

Fu Yanlou took Wen Ying to a restaurant outside for lunch.

The dishes are exquisite, the portions are small, and the calories are not high, so they are suitable for warm meals.

In the following time, the decoration team was responsible for the decoration of the dance studio. Wen Ying watched the progress online and spent the rest of the time practicing new dances.

Occasionally I have to go to the gym to sweat.

In one month, Wen Ying lost two pounds.

Even if it was only two kilograms, Fu Yanlou could detect the slight change. He placed his palm against her waist to measure the size, "Did you overtime in dance practice?"

Wen Ying smiled and said, "No way, I asked the servants to keep an eye on the time. If you don't believe me, just ask the servants. They won't join forces with me to lie to you."

The servants at home have long been bribed by her, so what can she ask?

Fu Yanlou rubbed her thin waist and said, "The waist is extremely thin."

If he applied a little more force, he might break it in his hands.

It's thin to begin with.

Wen Ying could only dare to mutter this in her heart.

Her waist is soft, he is the best at tossing on the bed, isn't he?

No matter how gentle and elegant the young master is, in a certain aspect, his tricks are still the same.

Wen Ying glared at him, and with that look, he stopped talking.

She looked over with a pair of watery eyes. Fu Yanlou understood her shame and resentment, lowered his head and chuckled, "Change clothes, let's go to the Fu family manor."

On this day, all branches of the Fu family from all over the country will gather at the Fu family in the capital for a family banquet.

Wen Ying hugged Fu Yanlou and refused to let go, "Take me to the cloakroom."