Today, I struggled to survive in the Shura field again.

Chapter 113 Mr. Fu is Busy

After walking out of the living room, the front desk went straight to the tea room. She made a cup of coffee and walked back with it.

When he was about to walk to the living room, the front desk happened to see Yan Chi holding some documents.

She hurried over: "Assistant Yan, he's already in the living room."

Yan Chi nodded: "Thank you."

Just as he was about to lift his foot, he saw the coffee in the hands of the front desk, and he frowned: "For Miss Wang?"

The front desk nodded: "Miss Wang asked for it herself."

Yan Chi let out a "hmm" before saying, "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard." The front desk blushed.

Assistant Yan is the most handsome guy in Fu's family, and he treats people with gentleness and courtesy. Everyone in the company dare not think of Mr. Fu, so there are quite a few people who like Assistant Yan.

Yan Chi nodded to the front desk again, and then went to the next office with the documents.

Mr. Fu wants to see Wang Lushu, but he probably won't come in a short time.

Since Wang Lushu had the guts to do something to people around Mr. Fu, he should also have the guts to accept the fate of being left out for a few hours.

In just a moment, Yan Chi put Wang Lushu behind him.

The front desk entered the living room with coffee.

Fu Tingchuan's living room was very large, and Wang Lushu was alone in it, making it seem particularly empty. She was holding her handbag nervously.

When she saw the front desk came in, she took a sip of coffee critically, and then said with a pretentious gesture: "It tastes okay."

The front desk grinned without showing his teeth.

"Okay," Wang Lushu put the coffee on the tea table, and then asked her, "Where's Mr. Fu?"

The front desk smiled more appropriately: "Boss Fu is busy, please wait a moment."

She was sitting at the front desk, and naturally knew that Mr. Fu did not come to Fu's today, but they could not reveal Mr. Fu's whereabouts.

The front desk sneered inwardly.

Presumably, although Boss Fu said he wanted to see Miss Wang, he actually didn't intend to see her right now.

She has seen a lot of people who push their noses and faces like this, and they deserve to be left alone for a few hours.

The receptionist sneered in his heart, but there was no emotion on his face.

Seeing that Wang Lushu was fine, she turned around and left after saying a word.

Wang Lushu wanted to call her to stop, but the front desk slipped too fast, she gritted her teeth and let out a cold snort.

When she gets together with Fu Tingchuan in the future and becomes Mrs. Fu of the Fu Group, she will see how these low-minded people please her.

Wang Lushu gritted his teeth.
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Fang Yi Huating, Building [-]
In the simply furnished villa, Song Nainai sat awkwardly on the sofa, and Ji Rongwen handed her a glass of juice.

The little girl was holding a pillow with her chin resting on it, and she sank into the sofa. She was less than 1.7 meters tall and looked particularly petite at this time.

Ji Rongwen's hands conform to the aesthetics of many manual controls. They are fair and slender. When you see these hands, you can't help but think of the scene of him holding a scalpel in the operating room.

There is a feeling of abstinence to the extreme.

But at this moment, the hands that should be holding the scalpel are holding a glass of fruit juice, the mirrors reflect blue light, and underneath are a pair of gentle phoenix eyes.

"Don't you drink?"

The little girl blinked her misty cat eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, then put the pillow aside, and took the juice.

She lowered her head and took a small sip.

"How does it taste?" Ji Rongwen smiled and sat down beside Song Nainai.

Song Nainai was sitting on a two-seater sofa, and as soon as Ji Rongwen sat down, the space suddenly became much smaller.

(End of this chapter)