shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again
Chapter 46: Lord Fu: A Kind-hearted Buddha
Chapter 46: Lord Fu: A Kind-hearted Buddha
The voice is clear and bright, as refreshing as the mountain spring "Ding Dong-Ding Dong".
Wan Heng in the white windbreaker came like a gust of breeze, and stopped in front of Song Nian, blocking his way.
"This beautiful lady, I'm glad to meet you, I wonder if you can..."
The words in Wan Heng's mouth, after seeing the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, were choked in his throat and could not be uttered.
Song Niantao looked at Wan Heng coldly, he was such a noble and handsome young man, it's a pity he wasn't dumb.
But for anyone who is dumb and does not speak, the superior appearance and temperament alone are enough to please the eyes and hearts when they stand there.
But as soon as he spoke, the static beauty was completely destroyed.
People shook their heads again and again, unable to bear to look directly.
"What?" Song Nian said lazily and coldly, "What advice do you have, sir?"
She recognized this person. When she was in the Chinese restaurant, she guessed right. It was probably the Wan Heng that Fu Junyu was talking about.
Wan Heng called it bad luck, she finally met a top-notch beauty, and it happened to be that kid Ah Yu.
"We met again, do you still remember me?" After a friendly greeting, Wan Heng introduced himself: "We met each other in the Chinese restaurant and had a brief encounter."
"Remember." Song Nian's red lips slowly curled up, his eyes were lazy and coquettish: "Wan Heng."
Listening to Song Nian calling his name, Wan Heng's heart trembled for no reason, so many people called him by his name.
But what came out of her mouth seemed to be gently scratching his heart with a fluttering feather, and all kinds of amorous feelings touched his heartstrings, making him tremble uncontrollably.
Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, Wan Heng asked, "What's your name?"
'Click', the sound of the door opening sounded out of place.
When the door opened, Special Assistant Shi came out of the room and stopped in front of the two of them: "Miss An, Young Master Heng, please come in."
A corner of the living room.
Fragile light sprinkled the room, and the babbling opera singing added humor and charm.
A vase full of seasonal flowers is being illuminated by a pair of lights that are shining into the room.
Song Nianwanheng walked in with Special Assistant Shi, and saw Fu Junyu wearing a black shirt, standing in front of the gramophone, a ray of light shone on him, as if he had passed through the golden Buddha's light, making him feel like he was standing on an altar.
Hearing the movement behind him, Fu Junyu turned around with his back to the three of them.
That ray of light was falling on his face impartially, adding Buddha nature to that monstrous and picturesque face.
Song Nian looked at it, and she really looked like a kind and compassionate Buddha, but she knew that this Lord was not a benevolent one.
The more benevolent the face, the more blood stained hands cannot be ignored.
When you get close, the strong smell of blood on his body can make you cough.
"Sit." After Bao Liang's voice fell, Fu Junyu turned off the music and walked towards the two.
The three of them sat down, Song Nian rested his chin on his hand, his lazy style was released from the inside out, so fascinating that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Wan Heng glanced past her several times, taking in her every move, every frown and smile from the corner of her eye.
As if Fu Junyu didn't notice anything unusual, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, the cold fox eyes fell on the ring on his hand, which symbolized status and power.
"Miss An, if I find out the cause of my son's illness, how sure are you that you can cure him?"
As soon as the boss opened his mouth, he went straight to the topic without dragging his feet.
Song Nian looked at Fu Junyu with cold eyes, staring at him with dark eyes, slowly raised his red lips, and said in a graceful and moving voice, "Why, Mr. Fu doesn't place his hopes on SN, who has a world-renowned superb medical skills, but instead relies on me, a little-known SN... Little doctor?"
(End of this chapter)
The voice is clear and bright, as refreshing as the mountain spring "Ding Dong-Ding Dong".
Wan Heng in the white windbreaker came like a gust of breeze, and stopped in front of Song Nian, blocking his way.
"This beautiful lady, I'm glad to meet you, I wonder if you can..."
The words in Wan Heng's mouth, after seeing the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, were choked in his throat and could not be uttered.
Song Niantao looked at Wan Heng coldly, he was such a noble and handsome young man, it's a pity he wasn't dumb.
But for anyone who is dumb and does not speak, the superior appearance and temperament alone are enough to please the eyes and hearts when they stand there.
But as soon as he spoke, the static beauty was completely destroyed.
People shook their heads again and again, unable to bear to look directly.
"What?" Song Nian said lazily and coldly, "What advice do you have, sir?"
She recognized this person. When she was in the Chinese restaurant, she guessed right. It was probably the Wan Heng that Fu Junyu was talking about.
Wan Heng called it bad luck, she finally met a top-notch beauty, and it happened to be that kid Ah Yu.
"We met again, do you still remember me?" After a friendly greeting, Wan Heng introduced himself: "We met each other in the Chinese restaurant and had a brief encounter."
"Remember." Song Nian's red lips slowly curled up, his eyes were lazy and coquettish: "Wan Heng."
Listening to Song Nian calling his name, Wan Heng's heart trembled for no reason, so many people called him by his name.
But what came out of her mouth seemed to be gently scratching his heart with a fluttering feather, and all kinds of amorous feelings touched his heartstrings, making him tremble uncontrollably.
Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, Wan Heng asked, "What's your name?"
'Click', the sound of the door opening sounded out of place.
When the door opened, Special Assistant Shi came out of the room and stopped in front of the two of them: "Miss An, Young Master Heng, please come in."
A corner of the living room.
Fragile light sprinkled the room, and the babbling opera singing added humor and charm.
A vase full of seasonal flowers is being illuminated by a pair of lights that are shining into the room.
Song Nianwanheng walked in with Special Assistant Shi, and saw Fu Junyu wearing a black shirt, standing in front of the gramophone, a ray of light shone on him, as if he had passed through the golden Buddha's light, making him feel like he was standing on an altar.
Hearing the movement behind him, Fu Junyu turned around with his back to the three of them.
That ray of light was falling on his face impartially, adding Buddha nature to that monstrous and picturesque face.
Song Nian looked at it, and she really looked like a kind and compassionate Buddha, but she knew that this Lord was not a benevolent one.
The more benevolent the face, the more blood stained hands cannot be ignored.
When you get close, the strong smell of blood on his body can make you cough.
"Sit." After Bao Liang's voice fell, Fu Junyu turned off the music and walked towards the two.
The three of them sat down, Song Nian rested his chin on his hand, his lazy style was released from the inside out, so fascinating that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Wan Heng glanced past her several times, taking in her every move, every frown and smile from the corner of her eye.
As if Fu Junyu didn't notice anything unusual, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, the cold fox eyes fell on the ring on his hand, which symbolized status and power.
"Miss An, if I find out the cause of my son's illness, how sure are you that you can cure him?"
As soon as the boss opened his mouth, he went straight to the topic without dragging his feet.
Song Nian looked at Fu Junyu with cold eyes, staring at him with dark eyes, slowly raised his red lips, and said in a graceful and moving voice, "Why, Mr. Fu doesn't place his hopes on SN, who has a world-renowned superb medical skills, but instead relies on me, a little-known SN... Little doctor?"
(End of this chapter)
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