Quit pampering

Chapter 213 focuses on a very beautiful little princess
Fu Yanlou coaxed patiently, "I'll show it to you later, okay?"

Wen Ying sniffed and didn't look at him angrily, remaining silent.

Fu Yanlou put Wen Ying on the sofa in the private room, squatted down in front of her, and gently rubbed the end of her eyes with his fingertips, "What a silly Yingying."

Wen Ying turned his head to one side and remained silent.

Fu Yanlou held her face and kissed her on the lips, "Let me show you."

The phone was thrust into her hand. Wen Ying put the phone back on the table and said angrily, "I won't read it anymore."

Fu Yanlou raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, "You really don't want to read anymore? If there is another woman hidden in the phone..."

Angry, not caring whether it was a joke or not, Wen Ying stood up and walked out.

As soon as he took a step, Fu Yanlou picked him up and put him back on the sofa.

Wen Ying pursed her lips and looked at him with red eyes. Her silent expression made Fu Yanlou feel depressed. He said in an extremely pious and low-key manner, "There is no woman, only you from beginning to end. "

Wen Ying still didn't speak.

Fu Yanlou opened his phone and clicked on Weibo.

Right under her nose, Wen Ying was driven by curiosity to watch him operate the phone.

She saw that there was only one person following the Weibo account with the original avatar and original ID.

Wen Ying's voice was dull, "Who is the only person you care about?"

Fu Yanlou said calmly, "I am focusing on a very beautiful little princess."

Wen Ying looked away and stopped looking, "Really?"

My heart was already filled with soreness.

Fu Yanlou clicked on the watch list, and the letters 'WY' were displayed on it.

Isn't this her Weibo?
Wen Ying was stunned, "When did you pay attention to me?"

Fu Yanlou lowered his eyelids, "One year ago, before I went to Hong Kong City to find you."

His tenderness is clearly revealed, and his loss is all traceless.

Mr. Fu would never have thought that a proud man like him would have times when he would be disappointed.

That sense of differentiation is too strong and too fatal.

Wen Ying pursed her lips for a while, and then asked, "Have you read all my Weibo?"

Fu Yanlou looked at her twinkling eyes with a smile on his face, "Well, I've finished reading."

It's all about her feelings for Mr. Huo, from beginning to end, clearly.

Wen Ying logged into Weibo, which she had not logged in for a long time, deleted all the previous blog posts one by one, and then logged out of the account.

Real destruction of corpses.

She said, "Look, there will be no more."

Fu Yanlou laughed dumbly.

Wen Ying leaned into his arms and rubbed her face against his, her voice softened, "I deleted it, so just pretend you haven't seen it, okay?"

She is acting coquettishly again.

It seems that the behavior you just covered up is cute and funny.

"Okay." Fu Yanlou promised her, "I'll just pretend I haven't seen it."

Wen Yingzhan smiled and said, "Wanpeng helped me register a new Weibo. Unfollow the previous account and follow the new one."

He got it all from her.

After leaving the restaurant an hour later, Wen Ying discovered that this was not the way back to the company.

She wondered, "Where are we going now?"

"Mingyue Bay."

"Isn't that the project that Miss Gu wants to cooperate with you?"

Fu Yanlou hummed and said in a casual tone, "The palace is built in Mingyue Bay. Naturally, we will not cooperate with anyone on this project."

Although Wen Ying doesn't understand business, if Fu Yanlou is involved in the project, everyone wants to get a piece of the pie.

This is normal.

But outsiders don't know his true purpose of developing Xicheng District, so how can he cooperate with others.

So Miss Gu's idea is doomed to fail.

Wen Ying asked slowly, "Has construction started yet?"

"Well, ten days ago."

Half an hour later.

Wen Ying sat in the car and saw workers coming and going at the construction site.

The foundation of the palace has begun to take shape.

Wen Ying lay on the car window without blinking.

After a while, Wen Ying turned around and said, "I can now imagine what the palace looks like."

Fu Yanlou stroked her face, "I'm looking forward to Yingying dancing in the hall."

Wen Ying curled her eyes and smiled, "Do you want to see it so much?"

"Ah."

Wen Ying leaned against his ear and said, "I'll dance for you when the time comes."

"it is good."
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Port city.

golf course.

Huo Xiaolian swung and the white ball flew out. He covered his forehead with his hand and looked into the distance.

"Pretty!"

The ball goes in the hole.

He snapped his fingers.

Mr. Xu glanced at him and swung steadily with aura.

Huo Xiaolian also looked at him, swung again, and missed. A mistake made him suddenly lose interest, "I won't play anymore, it's really boring."

Throw the club to the caddy behind you.

Mr. Xu said casually, "Are you so impatient now?"

Huo Xiaolian felt a sense of irritability, as if he had no energy to do anything.

He came to sit on the chair next to Mr. Huo, took a sip of juice, and said, "Brother, why are you looking at your phone as soon as you come here?"

Mr. Xu walked over with a smile and threw the club in his hand to Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo took it and put it aside, his eyes still on the phone.

Those eyes were heavy.

These two brothers are not normal. Mr. Xu sat down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Huo turned his head and said, "Give me the phone."

"Why?"

Huo Xiaolian asked while reluctantly taking out his cell phone.

Mr. Huo logged into Weibo and found Wen Ying's account. There was also no blog post on it.

Huo Xiaolian also saw it, without any reaction on his face, he just clicked his tongue in his heart.

Huo Zhiqian frowned imperceptibly, but a coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Wen Ying deleted all his Weibo posts. What does this mean?
"Let's go, you guys play." Huo Zhiqian put one hand in his pocket and left.

Huo Xiaolian lowered his head and looked at his phone. The screen was still on Wen Ying's Weibo page.

Mr. Huo still cannot forget his old love after all.

Is it really the unobtainable that makes people most upset?

Mr. Xu thought about Mr. Huo's lonely look just now, "Has Yingying stimulated him?"

Huo Xiaolian turned off the screen of his mobile phone and threw it on the table. "Yingying has cleared all Weibo. If he is not here, let's play by ourselves."

Mr. Xu wiped his hands with a wet wipe, "No more playing, let's go back."

Huo Xiaolian walked slowly behind and sighed.

This messy relationship.

Mr. Xu walked away, Huo Xiaolian pulled his pants with one hand and squatted on the grass, pulling at the innocent grass while dialing Wen Ying's number.

When the call was connected, he muttered, "Yingying."

Wen Ying wanted to laugh inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

He ran out of words to say, "Boring."

Wen Ying gave him some advice, "Then go find Miss Li."

She was the first woman he really fell in love with. Did he really forget it as soon as he could?

When I look at his WeChat Moments recently, I feel so drunk every night.

Being hurt by love is completely and completely.

I can't get out, I can't get out at all. Huo Xiaolian sneered after hearing this, "I told you, if I go find her again, I will be a dog!"

Wen Ying was silent for a few seconds and only asked, "Then can you really let it go?"

In exchange for his silence.

And silence often represents the answer.

If he wanted to say let go decisively without that kind of hesitation, Wen Ying would think he was heartless.

Second Young Master, there is no way to escape this time.

Huo Xiaolian sighed in his heart, hating himself for not living up to expectations, and at the same time said harshly, "I won't go find her anyway."

Wen Ying said calmly, "Oh."

Huo Xiaolian gritted his teeth, "You don't believe me?"

Wen Ying, "...believe it."

It's obviously perfunctory.

Mr. Huo will not fail to hear, "Mingcheng Group is developing a new real estate with full artificial intelligence. If I go to her, I will buy you a house there!"

The stakes are quite high.

Wen Ying wowed, "Then I'll wait to close the house."

Mr. Huo didn't expect that he would lose an apartment with just one phone call.

It’s not that he can’t afford it.

He may not lose either.

Huo Xiaolian was very ambitious and said, "Yingying, just wait and see."

Wen Ying pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay."

When Huo Xiaolian was about to leave, Liuxu came over and came in unimpeded.

In Hong Kong City, the word Mr. Huo holds great importance.

Everyone knows the importance of Young Master Huo's girlfriend in the circle.

In places where Mr. Huo often goes in and out, the staff give Liuxu face.

Huo Xiaolian leaned against the car door, spinning the mobile phone in his hand. His expression was lazy, like a second-generation ancestor, but his eyes were very sharp.

LiuXu met him and naturally greeted him, "Second Young Master."

Huo Xiaolian's face was expressionless, "What are you doing here?"

In front of noble men like them, Liu Xu was a little frightened after all. It was an emotion derived from the gap in status that she knew from the bottom of her heart.

A smile appeared on Liu Xu's face, "I'm here to see Mr. Huo."

"He just left."

Liuxu's smile looked very good-natured, "Oh, then I..."

Huo Xiaolian interrupted her gently, "Don't laugh like that."

Liuxu was puzzled, "Second Young Master?"

Huo Xiaolian smiled gloomily, "You smile like this makes me want to scratch your face."

A three-point resemblance to Yingying was enough to disgust him.

Very disgusted.

Mr. Huo is raising women outside, and no one can control him, but if he finds someone who looks like Yingying, he will be really sick to his stomach.

He hates catkins dangling in front of him even more.

Liu Xu's smile froze, "Second Young Master, I don't know where I offended you."

"You'd better not show up where I am." Huo Xiaolian warned, opened the door and bent down to get in the car.

Liuxu stood there, watching the stunning Koenigsegg go away.

Biting his lip.

She sat back in the car and called Mr. Huo, "Zhiqian, where are you?"

Ten minutes later.

Liuxu got out of the car and got into Mr. Huo's Maybach.

In the back seat, the man lowered his head and looked at his mobile phone, his profile looking completely indifferent.

The hand holding the phone was slender and pale, and there was a platinum ring on the middle finger, emitting a faint halo.

He got married without the ring on his ring finger.

Since meeting him, the platinum ring has never been taken off his hand.

Liu Catkin called softly, "Zhi Qian."

Huo Zhiqian put away his phone.

Liuxu approached him and saw that he was not taking the initiative or refusing, so she sat sideways on his lap, "I just went to the golf course to look for you, but I couldn't find you."

LiuXu buried her face in his arms, "I'm so scared."

Huo Zhiqian held up the hair on her back and forced her to look at him, "What are you afraid of?"

Liuxu looked at him lovingly, "I'm going to be filming on the set tomorrow, will you miss me?"

He said, "I want to."

A word that can't be called perfunctory, but it can't be said to be true either.

There was no trace of nostalgia or tenderness on his face.

That's what Mr. Huo is like. Even if he is right in front of you, you still feel that this person is far away from you, like fog and wind, and it is too difficult to catch.

Liuxu smiled charmingly and asked by the way, "Then can you stay with me tonight?"

Mr. Huo ordered the driver to drive.

Liuxu grabbed his hand and touched his ring, "This ring is so unique..."

Huo Zhiqian took his hand back and said, "catkins."

Liuxu raised her face, innocently, "What's wrong?"

Huo Zhiqian looked at her beautiful features and said, "Where are you going to film?"

Liu Xu hesitated for just a second, "The movie was shot in Beijing."

Beijing.

Huo Zhiqian pushed her into his arms and pulled down the collar of her clothes, "I'll take you there."

Liuxu raised her head to bear his plunder, with huge joy spreading on her face, "Really?"

"Ah."

"That's great!" Liuxu hugged his neck tightly, making his movements entangle deeper. Under such close contact, her voice was thin and trembling with ripples, "Zhiqian, I Really happy.”

There was a brief trance in front of Huo Zhiqian's eyes, his lips left his chest, he pinched her chin, and kissed her lips, his posture could be called barbaric.

Liuxu's heart trembled violently.

Because Mr. Huo lost control.
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Wen Ying took a break after practicing dance.

Wan Peng hung up the unfamiliar number on his phone and said to Wen Ying, "Ms. Wen, since I authenticated my Weibo account, there have been suddenly more business events that I want to invite you to, but I have refused them all."

Wen Ying nodded indifferently, "Well done."

Wen Ying glanced at the time displayed on the top of the phone, "It's almost noon. I ordered takeout from the hotel for you. I'll have a small meeting when I come back in the afternoon."

Wan Peng responded, "Okay, won't Miss Wen come with us?"

The makeup artist said with a smile, "Miss Wen is going to find Mr. Fu."

The makeup artist is a relatively young girl, who is quite lively on weekdays and has an especially approachable smile. After getting along with her, Wen Ying likes her quite a bit.

Wen Ying said openly, "Yes, I just went to find my husband."

Wen Ying takes the bag and leaves.

The autumn sun was shining brightly, and the umbrella in Archie's hand was fully held above Wen Ying's head.

A voice came from the front, "Wen Ying."

The voice was so familiar that he could remember it as soon as he heard it. Wen Ying couldn't hide his surprise and looked over, "Mr. Huo, why are you here?"

Huo Zhiqian leaned on the car, with several cigarette butts at his feet. He didn't know how long he had been there. He looked over through a layer of bright sunshine, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a very calm tone, "I'm passing by, let's take a look."

The voice was hoarse to the extreme.

Wen Ying frowned.

She didn't believe this at all.

So happened to pass by her dance studio?
Wen Ying didn't want to waste time with him and asked directly, "What on earth are you doing here?"

Huo Zhiqian said lightly, "I came to see how you are doing."

But he clearly didn't need an answer.

The look on Wen Ying's face and the aura of being completely surrounded by happiness were too strong.

It was so thick that it hurt his heart and lungs.

Wen Ying gave a symbolic smile and said clearly, "I'm fine. Mr. Huo should pay more attention to the people he should care about."

Mr. Huo chuckled slowly, his true emotions hidden under his skin, "I sent catkins to the capital. I really passed by here."