Chapter 1100
Xiang Shuyao stopped talking. He crawled through his shaved crew cut hair, and couldn't help but click his tongue again. His long hair, which was used to be handsome, was shaved bald by his powerful mother. Now It's just grown a little bit, so it's not so shiny anyhow.

But when I think about it, I sigh that my mother is so terrible.

"Okay, I know I was wrong, sister, can you spare me? After I go back, I dare not open it again, okay?"

"Well, Xiao Yao is good!"

Fu Xiaobei's coaxing tone made Xiang Shuyao roll his eyes again.

"Sister, I have business with you."

"What?"

"Isn't that girl Yan Xiaotao celebrating her birthday soon?"

"Ah? I forgot, my memory. Also, what is Yan Xiaotao? It's called Auntie."

"Hey! That's your aunt, not mine. My name is Yan Xiaotao!"

Xiang Shuyao snorted softly, and it was Fu Xiaobei's turn to click his tongue helplessly.

That's right, Yan Xiaotao is my aunt's daughter, so of course she has to be called aunt, but when it comes to talking about it, the children call her aunt.

"Sister, what should I get Yan Xiaotao for her birthday?"

"What to give? You ask her what she likes, and it's fine?"

Fu Xiaobei pushed the dish to the side after eating, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, raised his head, and inadvertently found Xiang Shuyao, whose ears seemed to be red.

"Xiang Shuyao, you—you won't—"

"No, absolutely not."

Xiang Shuyao got a little excited and immediately denied it.

"I didn't even ask you. You don't have anything? Huh? Humph, say——do you like Xiaotao?"

"……I--"

Xiang Shuyao wanted to deny it, but when Fu Xiaobei gave him such a stare, his guilty eyes flickered and he looked away.

"What are you talking about? Sister, I asked you for a birthday present, and you—"

"Hahahaha... you just like her, don't you?"

Xiang Shuyao finally stopped talking, stalked his neck, and looked away, but his ears were getting redder and redder.

Fu Xiaobei kept smiling, Xiang Shuyao stood up abruptly, "Let's go."

"Huh? Wait for me,"

Fu Xiaobei also quickly followed, seeing that the handsome boy was about to drive again, he pulled him out directly.

"Get up, I'll drive,"

Xiang Shuyao reluctantly switched to the passenger seat, and Fu Xiaobei drove the car away.

"Xiao Qiao, is that Xiao Fu?"

Grace and Xiao Qiao came back from the outside, just after parking the car, they saw Fu Xiaobei pulling the car with a boy for a while in the rather eye-catching sports car, before she got in the car and drove away.

Xiao Qiao was quite surprised, frowned, and then said, "It's really unexpected that Fu Jingen is such a person."

Grace smiled sarcastically, "There are so many things you can't think of. These days, what kind of people don't have them? Besides, this proves that Xiao Fu is well hidden and has great abilities. Just the car just now, Jiangcheng can Not many."

Xiao Qiao froze for a moment, feeling a complicated feeling in her heart.

But Grace didn't say anything, she quickly followed and went back to the magazine office.

The next day, when Fu Xiaobei arrived at the magazine, he felt a different atmosphere.

Starting from the front desk, looking at her with strange eyes, Fu Xiaobei didn't pay much attention until she went to the bathroom and heard the discussion from her colleagues.

After Fu Xiaobei came out of the bathroom, her expression remained the same, but she felt a little funny in her heart.

When Xiao Qiao came over, there seemed to be some worry on his face.

"Jing En, do you know? They said—"

"understood."

"You know? Don't worry, they are just jealous of you, having such a rich boyfriend, they—"

"Well, I don't care."

Fu Jingen interrupted Xiao Qiao's seemingly "caring" worries directly and neatly.

(End of this chapter)

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