rose dog

Chapter 13 Don't Break Your Word
Jiang Tingyue always felt that something was wrong, A Yao was almost his personal bodyguard, it was strange that he didn't let A Yao follow him today, and let her drive.

Now Fu Nansheng, she is really difficult to understand.

Moreover, he didn't mention the matter of going to the Charm Club at night. Jiang Tingyue suddenly felt that she had been with him for three years and had never gotten to know him deeply. Maybe he had disguised himself too well and only let her see to the surface.

But the truth is often not as simple and peaceful as it appears on the surface.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Ayao came to Linshui Villa to pick up Jiang Tingyue. He was waiting at the door, his tall and strong body standing upright.

Jiang Tingyue slowly changed her dress and put on makeup. It took more than an hour back and forth. When she went downstairs, Mrs. Chen couldn't help but stepped forward.

"Miss Jiang, it's cold at night, do you bring a coat?"

"Need not."

Jiang Tingyue was wearing a red velvet dress with a tube top and high slits. Her long black and smooth hair was slightly curled. Her gestures were like red roses in bud, charming and dangerous.

Mrs. Chen opened her lips and wanted to say something, but Jiang Tingyue had already left the house.

A Yao still had that expressionless and business-like expression. At 1.9 meters five, he had to bend over to let Jiang Tingyue open the rear door for himself. Jiang Tingyue pulled down his sunglasses and turned to look at him.

"Miss Jiang, please get in the car."

"Fu Nansheng is already in the Charm Club?"

"Yes."

Jiang Tingyue bent over and sat in with her skirt in hand.

Arriving at the Charming Club, when A Yao got out of the car, he caught a glimpse of the figure passing by on the opposite road, and he opened the rear door as if nothing had happened, "Miss Jiang, we're here."

Jiang Tingyue was in a daze for a moment looking at the resplendent clubhouse. She collected her thoughts and got out of the car to enter.

A Yao's burly figure followed behind Jiang Tingyue, attracting countless gazes. Sister Hua was coming down the stairs, and when she saw Jiang Tingyue, she curled her red lips.

"Boss Fu is in Box 208."

Jiang Tingyue walked upstairs with her skirt in her hand. Every step she took, her heart sank a little.

She pushed open the door of the box, and it was lively and noisy inside, filled with smoke and laughter.

When she approached, she saw Fu Nansheng sitting in the middle of the main seat. The man was wearing a black shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned. The collarbone of the man's sexy collarbone was looming. There was a cigarette between his fingers, and the scarlet smoke was burning with blue and white smoke.

Sitting next to him were two cool beauties, who were very close to him, wanting to cling to his arms.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Tingyue, his thin lips slightly lifted, and the smile in the man's eyes deepened, but he was independent from the world, with a humble appearance without desires or desires.

The two cool beauties felt a sense of crisis and inferiority complex when they saw Jiang Tingyue. Rich and beautiful, so beautiful and flamboyant, it is a crushing beauty and temperament.

"Mr. Fu, you brought your wife." Mr. Li, who was sitting on Fu Nansheng's left, couldn't help but said.

The faces of the two cool women were completely ashen.

Jiang Tingyue was also a little surprised, only to see Fu Nansheng asked her to sit over.

The two cool girls were kicked out.

"Mrs. Fu, long time no see." Mr. Li is in his 40s, looks very gentle and elegant, and talks very softly.

"Hi, have we met before?"

"Of course." The man smiled mysteriously.

Jiang Tingyue turned her head and looked at Fu Nansheng. Fu Nansheng only asked her to pour wine, and she did as she heard. After a while, she realized that she had made a big mistake. All elegance is fake. Mr. Li is very good at drinking, and he also likes liquor .

Fu Nansheng said that if he couldn't drink tonight, he would let her do it for him.

Fortunately, her drinking capacity is not bad, so she got down without drinking.

"I heard that Mrs. Fu dances well, can you dance a little bit for me?"

Jiang Tingyue was slightly stunned, her face was flushed, and her throat was burning. She turned her head again and saw Fu Nansheng leaning comfortably on the sofa, completely ignoring her life and death.

For freedom, she endured!
"of course can."

Jiang Tingyue smiled without showing her teeth, and picked up her skirt to stand up. Fu Nansheng's eyes fell on her waist, which was so slender that he could hold it with one hand, and his mind couldn't help but recall the feeling of him grabbing her slender waist last night.

Fu Nansheng blew out the smoke lightly, leaned over to crush the smoke in the ashtray, and followed Jiang Tingyue with his dark eyes.

Jiang Tingyue bent down a little to untie the straps of her high heels, then stood barefoot on the stage and performed a dance.

Mr. Li was fascinated by watching, leaving aside Jiang Tingyue's face, the dance she danced was very similar to his late wife's style.

"so similar……"

He muttered.

Fu Nansheng said at the right time: "My wife and your wife learn the same kind of dance, both of which are classical dances."

"No wonder." Mr. Li nodded frequently, enjoying the dance almost obsessively.

Jiang Tingyue danced lightly on the stage, and the red skirt danced along with it.

This touch of red dancing reminded Fu Nansheng of the first time he met her when she was 8 years old.

Crack, clap, Mr. Li applauded vigorously, interrupting Fu Nansheng's thoughts.

Jiang Tingyue stood on the stage, panting slightly, her eyes were bright and clean.

They were far apart, and the box was dimly lit, but Jiang Tingyue still easily caught Fu Nansheng's gaze, which was extremely aggressive and naked.

After dancing this dance, Mr. Li showed more appreciation and enthusiasm to her. He praised her dance both inside and outside. He hadn't seen such a similar dance for many years. When people are happy, they want to drink and drink. With Jiang Tingyue, she can only risk her life to accompany the gentleman.

After drinking, Jiang Tingyue covered her mouth and ran out of the box.

Mr. Li was already drunk. He grabbed Fu Nansheng's arm and stuttered: "Mr. Fu, thank you so much... This project must be given to Shengshi, and the contract will be arranged tomorrow!"

Fu Nansheng agreed indifferently, "Okay."

"It can be seen that you and your wife have a very good relationship, which is really enviable..." After speaking, Mr. Li fell to the side and fell asleep.

Fu Nansheng asked A Yao to arrange Mr. Li's room.

Jiang Tingyue couldn't vomit halfway through vomiting, her stomach was burning, she bowed her waist against her stomach, hoping to feel better, but the pain became more and more intense, just when she couldn't stand still, a big hand wrapped around her waist Waist, lift her up.

She looked up, saw him in the mirror, and was hugged by Fu Nansheng.

"pain……"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Jiang Tingyue felt a throbbing pain in her stomach, and she was weak and weak.

Fu Nansheng held her shoulders and told Ayao to go to the hospital.

"I'm successful, right?" She raised her head and asked him in a low voice.

Fu Nansheng didn't answer, Jiang Tingyue lowered his eyelashes, "Don't break your promise."

When the car arrived at the hospital, Fu Nansheng carried her in. The red skirt swayed in the air and brushed across his clothes. He put Jiang Tingyue on the hospital bed.

She frowned, and the sweat on her forehead had already wetted her hair. Fu Nansheng's eyes were indifferent, making it impossible to guess.

The doctor gave Jiang Tingyue an infusion, and when Fu Nansheng entered, she was already asleep.

Fu Nansheng asked Ayao to guard him.

(End of this chapter)