shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 187 Master Fu Disliked by Sister Nian
The gate of the auction venue.

Song Nian stopped in his tracks, looked sideways at Fu Junyu slightly, "Master Fu, return the things to me."

Fu Junyu tilted his head and lowered his head, his cold eyes fell on Song Nian, "Aren't we together?"

"Together." Song Nian's eyes were cold, and his voice was light and light: "It's just that I'm driving, and Master Fu is in your own car. We're on the same road."

"Call me by name." Fu Junyu stared at Song Nian with cold eyes, the dark light in his eyes was deep.

Song Nian raised his eyebrows, and the tails of his eyebrows rose slightly, "Fu Junyu?"

Being called by name directly, Fu Junyu didn't feel offended, but said gently and patiently, "You can do whatever you like."

"Then I like to call you Master Fu, or Mr. Fu." Song Nian is too lazy to get used to Fu Junyu when others are used to it.

The useless conversation ended here, Fu Junyu simply changed the subject: "I will ride with you, or you and me."

This is to practice together to the end!
"Okay, then you can go." Song Nian threw the car keys to Fu Junyu, opened the passenger door and got in.

With a 'bang', the car door closed, but Fu Junyu was still standing outside the car.

Seeing the extra car keys in his hand, Fu Junyu smiled, and the smile flashed past.

Then, Special Assistant Shi and the others watched helplessly as their stern and noble master Fu became someone else's driver for the first time in his life, and he never tired of it.

When Fu Junyu was driving Song Nian's big black G on the road, the world-limited top luxury car behind the big G attracted a lot of attention from them.

The co-pilot was sitting on a mountain, and Song Nian was wearing a hat and sunglasses to block the sun's rays.

When the car stopped at the intersection, Fu Junyu finally had a chance to speak: "What did you talk about with Shang Baise?"

Song Nian lazily leaned on the car mat, turned his head and looked out the window, "It has nothing to do with you, don't ask."

As soon as cold water was poured down, Fu Junyu didn't see any anger in his eyes, he just said: "If he can do it, so can I."

As soon as these words came out, Song Nian took off his sunglasses and turned to look at Fu Junyu, "Mr. Fu, you seem to be seriously ill."

Before Fu Junyu could speak, Song Nian continued, "Your words are wrong. Shang Baise can do it, but you can't."

The words were a bit hurtful, the 'driver' Fu Junyu stared at Song Nian quietly.

Being stared at by Fu Junyu, Song Nian did not hesitate, "Don't think I'm talking too much, it's true. For example, you are sick, but Shang Baise is not. So, don't feel too superior, you are not omnipotent."

The contemptuous voice of the murderous boss Nian resounded in the car: "Drive, talk less."

The superlative appearance of being disliked is probably the current situation.

Fu Junyu, a boss who has always been picked up and licked by others, will finally experience what is called a sense of gap.

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No.1 Kindergarten.

An Nuan paced back and forth, looking eagerly at both sides of the road.

After going to the Song family to beg Song Wanwan and being rejected, she turned back and appeared in No.1 Kindergarten.

The purpose is self-evident, she wants to try her luck and see if she can meet Master Fu.

If she could meet Master Fu, she must firmly seize this opportunity and try her best to attract Master Fu's attention, so as to take this opportunity to beg Master Fu to let her return to No.1 Kindergarten and continue her classes.

She prayed over and over again, begging God to let her get what she wanted.

In fact, God did not disappoint her, she finally saw the top luxury car that she had been thinking about driving slowly in her direction.

She was so engrossed in the top luxury car that she didn't notice Fu Junyu who condescended to be Song Nian's driver in the big black G.

When the top luxury car stopped, An Nuan hurriedly took a deep breath and walked forward gently.

Parked in front of the car door, across the window, An Nuan's voice sounded sweet and greasy: "Master Fu—"

(End of this chapter)