Favorable

As soon as Xu Lai left the office door, his phone vibrated several times.

Luo Ting: [Does Mr. Fu have any other plans later? 】

Um? ?

Why is everyone so confused today?

Don't take him with you if you have something to do.

Xu Lai: [There may be a cocktail party to go to tonight]

Just when Xu Lai was about to say something more, the door to the office opened.

He immediately put away his phone: "Mr. Fu."

"I've postponed the cocktail party tonight. Where's my wife?"

Xu Lai was stunned and immediately followed him: "My wife will be shooting for magazines this afternoon, and she will probably finish going home at this point."

"I told the organizer of the cocktail party in the evening that I have put it down and will go home."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Luo Ting: [Mr. Fu, please send me a message when you are ready to come back. Thank you! 】

Xu Lai: [Mr. Fu is not going to the cocktail party tonight, he is on his way back now]

Luo Ting looked at Xu Lai's message on her phone and read it word for word: "Mr. Fu is not going to the cocktail party tonight. He is on his way back now."

what? ?

Jiang Mian had just finished filming and was sitting in the nanny's car.

"What's going on today? Why are you asking about Mr. Fu's schedule? It's so secretive."

Luo Ting narrowed her eyes: "Is there something wrong?"

It's certainly not that simple.

Jiang Mian lowered his head and was chatting with someone, his eyes twinkling with a sly smile: "Tomorrow is Fu Sichen's 28th birthday, make preparations for him."

"Oh! When did you become so considerate?"

Luo Ting couldn't help but tease her own artist: "I don't know who originally said that we were a married couple, but I have never seen anyone celebrate the birthday of a plastic husband."

"No no no."

Jiang Mian stretched out her fair and slender fingers and shook them: "That's not my plastic husband. I need to please Mr. Fu's thighs."

Luo Ting: "..."

I believed your nonsense again. "After all, I spent so much money on you some time ago and I should repay you."

"So what did you give in return?"

Jiang Mian's beautiful peach blossom eyes curled up with a smile: "You'll know in two days."

Gee tut.

And it's so mysterious.

"If you don't go back to Beijing Mansion, go to Beijiang Hotel."

Ah? ?

"Why didn't you go home and go to the hotel to celebrate Mr. Fu's birthday..."

Luo Ting regretted it as soon as she said it: "It's okay, you don't need to say it, I understand."

Know what?
Luo Ting smiled like an aunt and patted Jiang Mian's hand: "Young couple, please remember to wake up and post about the LMAL spokesperson tomorrow. I won't disturb you the rest of the time."

"..."

I almost didn't give my agent a blank stare.

Jiang Mianyu choked: "There will be no surprise when he comes home. We can only prepare somewhere else."

Luo Ting sent Jiang Mian to the hotel, helped pop up some balloons to decorate the atmosphere, and left first.

Jiang Mian placed the cakes on the table and arranged them neatly, turned off the lights, and lit a few candles.

She was just about to go into the bathroom of the bedroom to wash up. The big white bed was covered with red rose petals.

???

Sister Ting did this secretly again.

Jiang Mian checked the time and went to wash up first, fearing that it would be too late.

"You haven't found your wife yet?"

Fu Sichen was sitting on the sofa with dark eyes, still holding the exquisite velvet gift box in his hand.

When I got home, there was no sign of Jiang Mian. I made several calls and said he was not here.

The alarm clock on the wall read eleven o'clock sharp.

Fu Sichen looked down at the undialed number on his phone and frowned, his expression gloomy.

Xu Lai finally got through Luo Ting's phone: "Hello? Sister Ting, are you with your wife?"