Busy CEO: Playboy at Midnight

Fu jincheng finally heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good." He pointed at lu qian and led the way.

Lu qian followed behind and quickly arrived at the reserved room. Fu jincheng, who was walking in front of her, stopped in his tracks and looked at lu qian, "After you enter, don't leave in a hurry. You should calm down first." It was as if he was telling her seriously.

Lu qian frowned slightly. She did not understand what he meant, but her mood grew even more tense.

"En, don't worry, uncle fu. I won't let you lose face." Lu qian looked at fu jincheng knowingly.

Fu jingcheng nodded gently, "Go in."

He pushed the door open and walked in, followed by lu qian.

Lu qian was very curious about what kind of person fu jincheng would be. She had thought it was a business partner just now, but when she looked over, she did not expect it to be fu liangchuan. Lu qian was stunned.

Fu jincheng whispered in her ear, "Go and sit down. You promised me just now that you wouldn't come in and leave."

Lu qian raised her head and looked at fu jincheng, suppressing the anger in her heart.

"Qian qian, are you okay?" Fu liangchuan was the first to greet her.

Lu qian ignored her and glanced at fu jincheng, "Uncle fu, you should have explained it to me."

Fu jingcheng smiled, "I'll explain it to you so that you won't come over. It doesn't matter if I tell you or not. What's important is that you two should clarify what happened between the two of you." After saying that, he glanced at fu liangchuan and lu qian.

Lu qian sneered, "I have nothing to say to this person."

Fu liangchuan's eyes were filled with sadness, "Qian qian, we are planning to remarry. How can we not have anything to say?"

"Remarry? Are you coming to me after you've had enough fun? Let's get married again. Stop dreaming." Lu qian looked cold.

Thinking of the photos that had been sent to her by an anonymous email from Korea, the last night when fu liangchuan had lied to her to accompany Korea was real, and lu qian felt that she had not wronged him at all.

From her previous injury to this time, lu qian did not want to have anything to do with this man anymore. She did not know if she was avoiding him or not, but lu qian felt that she was about to completely forget this man.

Fu liangchuan glanced at fu jincheng and immediately understood, "How about this? I still have a few clients over there. I'll head over first. You two can talk about it slowly. I'll come back later."

Fu jincheng stood up while speaking. Lu qian felt awkward and wanted to follow him, but when fu jincheng left, she closed the door behind her.

Lu qian hesitated and returned to her original seat.

Fu liangchuan let out a sigh of relief when he saw lu zhanbei, "Qian qian, are you really not allowed to listen to me? There may be a misunderstanding. No, there must be a misunderstanding."

"There must be a misunderstanding? You were the one who caused the misunderstanding to exist. You had an embarrassing relationship with Korea, which was why the misunderstanding existed."

Fu liangchuan was stunned. Indeed, lu qian had misunderstood his relationship with Korea.

"It's not what you think. Qian qian, you have to believe me." Fu liangchuan wanted to explain himself, but that night, he didn't know exactly what had happened and how lu qian had misunderstood him.

"Fu liangchuan. Were you with Korea that night?"

Fu liangchuan remained silent for a while and nodded vigorously, "That's right, I'm indeed with Korea."

After hearing this, lu qian's face turned ugly and she sneered, "You're together, yet you're still telling me that there's a misunderstanding. If I misunderstood myself, I misunderstood you. I misunderstood the relationship between us that doesn't exist at all."

"Qian qian, what do you mean? I think Korea went because she was injured. That's why I went there."

"You went there? She's hurt. Are you a doctor? You went to see her and spent the whole night looking at her?" After lu qian finished speaking, she looked straight at fu liangchuan with disgust in her eyes.

In lu qian's eyes, fu liangchuan was a lying little man.

Fu liangchuan remained silent for a while before continuing to explain, "I don't know what happened. I actually fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, I immediately went to look for you. You had already left."

Lu qian nodded and heaved a sigh of relief, "That's right. You slept with her all night, and the next day you can still find me? Fu liangchuan, do you really think you're a saint of love?"

Fu liangchuan's expression darkened, "What do you mean I slept with her all night? I have nothing to do with her."

"Do you think I'll still believe you?" Lu qian stood up and sneered at fu liangchuan, "Mr. Fu, please don't disturb my life anymore. Otherwise, I will sue you for harassment."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Fu liangchuan's expression turned ugly. Lu qian didn't believe her relationship with Korea. Lu qian knew that he had spent the entire night in Korea, so she left angrily.

However, how could lu qian doubt his feelings? Besides lu qian, he had never touched any woman, let alone feelings.

Fu liangchuan didn't know how to explain it to lu qian anymore. He only felt that lu qian knew that she had slept in Korea for the entire night and thought that they were related. However, he did not know that Korea had sent lu qian those explicit and deliberately designed photos.

Lu qian walked out of the hotel and walked alone on the street. The cold wind blew on her face and her entire body was cold.

He took a taxi and sat in it. He kept replaying the scene in his mind. Fu liangchuan was too shameless to care so much about sleeping with another woman. He was a scum who played with feelings.

It was funny to admit that they had slept the whole night at their Korea residence, and yet they still didn't acknowledge their relationship. That photo was the best proof.

Fu liangchuan was a complete jerk, a liar.

Along the way, lu qian felt uneasy. Thinking about these things made her angry. The neon outside the car window turned gray to him.

Finally, she returned to her own place, paid for a taxi, and walked back to her own house.

Lu qian closed the door and leaned against the door. She closed her eyes and tried her best to calm herself down. She had already decided not to have anything to do with fu liangchuan. This time, she must not waver.

When fu jincheng returned to the private room, fu liangchuan was the only one sitting in the private room.

From the looks of it, the conversation was rather awkward.