Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 221 I Want to Help Little Brother Gong Ran
Gong Ran undoubtedly installed a grenade on himself that could detonate at any time.

If he really failed to find a painter and delayed Fu's project, is he really going to die?

How could such a young and handsome little brother die?

Shen Moran frowned somewhat unbearably.

"Well, can I interject a word?"

The girl stood up and coughed intentionally, attracting the attention of Fu Yunshen and Gong Ran.

"What do you want to say?"

Fu Yun frowned tightly, with obvious impatience.

He is now in the stage of getting angry, and has been suppressing his temper not to explode.

Shen Moran was not afraid at all, raised her eyes to meet the man's eyes, and smiled: "Mr. Fu just needs someone to help draw the concept promotional design of the new project! I can help you!"

She said it solemnly, without looking like she was joking.

Fu Yunshen and Gong Ran were stunned at the same time, looking at her with some doubts.

"You?" Fu Yunshen's tone was full of distrust, "You can still draw?"

"Yes! I'm good at painting!"

Shen Moran's eyes were curved, full of confidence.

Fu Yunshen's eyes narrowed suddenly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly let out an inexplicable snort.

"Do you still have this ability?" There was not only distrust in his tone, but also inexplicable sarcasm.

"Mr. Fu, don't look down on me. If you think I don't have this ability, it only proves that you don't know me well enough."

Shen Moran has a problem, the more others think she can't do anything, the more wonderful and beautiful she will do it, and slap that person in the face.

Because of this, she has unknowingly learned a lot of special skills.

Drawing is one of her skills.

"So, you plan to help me?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows inexplicably.

"no no no"

Shen Moran shook her head again and again, and quickly explained the situation: "Mr. Fu, I think you have misunderstood. I didn't intend to help you, but I wanted to help little brother Gong Ran."

Hearing the sound, the arc of Fu Yunshen's lips disappeared in an instant, and he subconsciously turned his eyes and glanced in Gong Ran's direction.

In an instant, Gong Ran only felt a chill down his back, and the cold sweat "brushed" off his forehead.

He dared not look up, dare not speak, dare not respond.

The young mistress thinks that his death was not exciting enough!

"Why did you help Gong Ran?"

Fu Yunshen's eyes fell on Gong Ran, but he asked Shen Moran.

Shen Moran looked indifferent, "Because you asked Gong Ran to find a painter before tomorrow, and I just met, so if I don't help him, who will help him?"

Her reasons sounded good enough.

"So, are you blaming me for being too harsh on Gong Ran?"

Fu Yun raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be quite self-aware. This is an advantage. Please continue to maintain it."

The girl's eyes are curved like crescent moons.

Fu Yunshen choked.

Shen Moran: "We are friends after all, I can't just watch Gong Ran being kicked out of Fu's house by you!"

With that said, Shen Moran walked up to Gong Ran's side, raised his hand and patted his thin shoulder, and solemnly promised: "Brother Gong Ran, don't worry, with me helping you, you will definitely not be chased away by someone." out."

Someone's frown deepened, and his face gradually darkened.

Gong Ran was trembling with trepidation, still daring not to speak, not to raise his head, not to move.

He always felt that the young mistress was playing with fire.

And it can be clearly felt that Mr. Fu's anger level is gradually rising, and it is about to explode.

(End of this chapter)