If it wasn't for the next phone call, Chang Che would have thought this was a perfect dessert.

Prejudice.

The ringing of the phone interrupted his good business at an inappropriate time. Chang Che's face darkened at first, and then his body tightened. He was so frightened that he quickly stopped his movements, and only made a "shh" movement, showed her the caller ID and answered it immediately. Make phone call.

"Uncle Fu."

At this moment, even Qiongying, who should be secretly happy, held her breath, and forgot to take the opportunity to push him away, but her body remained motionless in his arms, her ears pricked up, and her heart was pounding.

Chang Che was immediately frightened by the voice of his future father-in-law.

It's not a good thing to be caught by the prospective father-in-law for having an affair, not to mention that he was a little afraid of Fu Hong since he was a child, and always thought he was serious and majestic. Under his nose, he was as transparent as if he had been scanned by X-rays.

Just like Chunchun was afraid of Chang Mian, Chang Che was born a little afraid of Fu Hong.

He clenched his phone tightly and waited for the question over there to be finished, then restrained his breath and said, "Ah, a little trouble, it's fine, Uncle Fu doesn't need to send someone, I can take care of Yingying."

"Che'er, don't bully Yingying." Fu Hong sat in the office, his tone was not harsh, but it was the tone of an elder to a younger generation: "I don't care what happened between you, don't let her be wronged again. The matter came to my ears."

Jiang Dong is old and spicy, how dare he do anything wrong under the eyes of his future father-in-law.

"Uncle Fu, it was indeed my misconduct a few days ago, and I must reflect on it." My father taught him that he could turn a blind eye, but he dared not ignore Uncle Fu's insinuating remarks.

Qiongying by the side forgot to despise him, but just saw his nervous face and felt relieved.

It turned out that my father was not only interested in Chang Che.

Dad said that he was ignorant in front of him, and he would criticize him in front of Chang Che, and his heart immediately warmed up. Dad is still a good father.

"Since you are also in South Korea, I will hand over Qiongying to you. Do a good job of her safety and do other things. I will take your skin off!"

After Fu Hong mentioned a few words, he hung up the phone.

Chang Che picked up the phone and suddenly realized that he had softened. His desire seemed to be quenched by cold water in an instant, and he couldn't feel interested in touching the naked woman in his arms.

I want to curse, but I can't.

All I could do was watch Qiongying humming triumphantly as she put on her clothes, and listen to her arrogantly repeating her father's words, her imitation was so vivid.

"Did you hear that? Touch me again and let my dad peel off your skin!"

She became arrogant as soon as she had the umbrella: "Touch me again, let's see if you dare?"

"Why don't you dare?" Chang Che snorted and smiled lazily: "Would you like to give it a try?"

"..."

Just don't try.

Qiongying couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not, she put on her clothes quickly, and was about to get out of the car to leave him, she gritted her teeth depressedly with one foot on the ground: "My shoes!"

She turned back into the car and glared at him: "You lost my shoes."

Chang Che tidied up his clothes slowly, as if moving slowly, and ignored her at all.

Qiongying pushed his shoulder hard: "Go and get it back for me!"

"Okay, just call me honey, and I'll find it for you." He folded his arms in front of his chest, looking at her eagerly, "If you don't call me, go back and look for it yourself. Never mind."

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