Quit pampering

Chapter 12 Is she obsessed?

Assistant You looked through the rearview mirror at the man in the back seat. The way Mr. Fu looked at Miss Wen was really full of affection. He was so addicted to love in no place that he thought it was hidden deep enough, but he understood Mr. Fu so well. His journey, a trip to Hong Kong City, Huakang Medical was just his excuse.

Assistant You felt that it was not impossible for Mr. Fu to seize love with a knife, but he wanted to chain himself to the shackles of morality. If this continued, he would go crazy.

Love this thing is so fucking hard to understand.

Cullinan was driving on the coastal boulevard. Wen Ying's mobile phone in her pocket broke the silence of the car. She answered the phone with half-squinted eyes.

Lu Junzhi was extremely worried when he saw that she hadn't come back for a long time, "Yingying, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?"

Wen Ying raised her eyes and said, "Junzhi, I'm in the car."

"Ah, you went back?"

"Yes."

Lu Junzhi became even more worried, "How could you get into someone else's car casually? Just ask the driver to answer the phone and I'll tell him!"

Wen Ying shook his head, "It's not just anyone, it's Mr. Fu."

The tail note is raised, so delicate.

Fu Yanlou's eyes passed over her delicate and innocent face, and a thin smile appeared on his lips.

"What Mr. Fu? Yingying, who are you with?"

"That's Mr. Fu."

"Call me, please?"

A gentle voice passed by Lu Junzhi's ears. Before she could capture the touching charm, the voice was cold and cold when it reached her ears again, as if the tenderness just now was just an illusion, "Miss Lu, I am Fu Yanlou." , Miss Wen is with me now, she is safe."

Lu Junzhi, "..."

Wen Ying shouted at the top of her voice, "Junzhi, good night."

He tilted his head and fell into Fu Yanlou's arms.

Lu Junzhi wanted to ask again, but the call was hung up, leaving her confused.

Huo Xiaolian raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Xiao Lian, I heard you right, Yingying is with Fu Yanlou now."

Huo Xiaolian stared and became a little more serious, "Is he the person we know?"

Lu Junzhi was still worried, "How can I be sure? What if the other party is a liar?"

Huo Xiaolian smiled suddenly and said with great interest, "Whoever dares to kidnap the little princess in Hong Kong City will risk his life. No one dares to impersonate that person. If he comes to discuss business with the Wen family, Yingying will probably know him."

Lu Junzhi hesitated, "Then we don't care?"

"I'll contact my brother."

As soon as Huo Xiaolian took out his cell phone, it was snatched away by Lu Junzhi, "Your brother is so heartless. He left just now. Why did you contact him?"

The Fu family's roots are as mature as those of the Huo family in Hong Kong. It's really rare to hear that he is dying of love.As for the prince of their port city, he cared about his ex and was not worthy of Yingying's innocence.

Huo Xiaolian stretched out his long legs, half-smiling but not smiling, "Lu Junzhi, what are you thinking about?"

Lu Junzhi snorted, "You don't need to worry about it now. Find someone to check where Mr. Fu sent Yingying, and we can make sure she is safe."

Fu Yanlou put the pink phone back into Wen Ying's pocket, looked at the little girl in his arms, and sighed a little deeper.

Wen Ying had fallen asleep and was not on guard against him. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

She was very sleepy, her little face was pressed against his thigh, her breathing was light and even.

The moment Fu Yanlou was about to land on her face, he withdrew his fingers and lowered them to the side with restraint.

She had been extremely beautiful since she was a child. She was a true princess. When he first saw her at the age of ten, she was something he could never forget.

But he seemed to be late.

Looking out the car window, Fu Yanlou smiled helplessly, his eyes filled with scarlet red.

If Heaven has its way, it will naturally not let lovers separate. If Heaven has no way, it should follow its destiny.is that so?

Harbour City Peninsula Hotel.

Fu Yanlou often lived here during his stay in Hong Kong, and the presidential suite on the top floor was replaced with his personal belongings.

Princess Fu Yanlou walked into the hotel with Wen Ying in her arms, and the front desk lady trotted forward, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanlou nodded slightly, walked straight to the special elevator, and said to the two people following him, "Get another room."

Assistant You was stunned for a moment. After realizing it, he quickly pressed the elevator button and turned around to book another room for the CEO.

If you let such a good opportunity pass, then of course you won't be able to pry it out of this corner.

Mr. Fu is so self-denial and respectful, it is strange that he can be leveraged.

The hotel's style is elegant and luxurious, the golden wooden furniture exudes the romantic feelings of the golden years, and the suites are full of exquisite style.

There is smoked sandalwood on the copper stove on the table. The fragrance lingering in the air is calm and distant, which can clear the mind and calm the breath.

Fu Yanlou gently placed Wen Ying on the big bed in the master bedroom. The misty black swan quilt formed a strong color contrast with her pink and white skin, like the bright moon sinking into the abyss, which brought the ultimate visual impact to people.

His calm eyes were finally saturated with dark light, extremely deep.

Qing Leng Buddha seemed to fall into the abyss with him.

The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window was dim, and the man's raised hand fell again, without touching her at all.

The prayer beads on his wrists hung down from his cuffs, and he touched them. Reason and sobriety were suppressed in his heart. He didn't even look back when he walked out.

Assistant You was waiting outside the door, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Yanlou took the room card and said, "Send Miss Wen home tomorrow."

Assistant You sighed inwardly again, "Yes."
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Wen Ying was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone the next day.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and she couldn't tell the time, nor could she tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Quite dazed.

Until the bell rang again.

On the other side of the phone was a woman's voice with a smile on her face, "Yingying, haven't you gotten up yet?"

Wen Ying rubbed her face and woke up, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

"How about having morning tea with Auntie at home later? We haven't seen you for a few days. Auntie misses you."

Wen Ying smiled and said, "Okay."

"See you later."

"okay."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ying looked at the unfamiliar environment around her. She grabbed the edge of the quilt with her white fingertips and slowly bit her lip. There were still physiological tears in her eyes.

She couldn't forget it even if she wanted to. She remembered clearly that she met Fu Yanlou at the gate of Ye Nong last night, and then followed him in a daze.

His face was indeed very lethal, but it didn't make her so fascinated that she just followed him. Was she obsessed?
Wen Ying lifted the quilt and looked inside. She found that her clothes were intact and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it, Mr. Fu really doesn't look like someone who takes advantage of others, and he comes across as very austere.

A gentleman is polite, gentle and gentle, nothing more than that.

What she just thought was a bit mean.

Wen Ying opened the door and saw the housekeeper standing outside, holding a dining cart in her hand and waiting, "Good morning, Miss Wen, did you sleep well last night?"

Wen Ying pursed her lower lip, "Where is Mr. Fu?"

"We are not very clear about Mr. Fu's whereabouts. Last night Mr. Fu asked us to make sobering tea for you in the morning. Miss Wen, can you drink it before leaving?"

"He asked you to prepare this?"

(End of this chapter)