After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 442 Fu Qiran is not suitable to be a husband?

Fu Qiran let out a "hmm".

He put his arms around his waist, lowered his head and leaned into Ruan Jiaojiao's ear and said, "When you get back, tell me about how you met Ling Chengnian."

His Jiaojiao actually met other men when he didn't know it.

And it seems to be very familiar.

He was a little jealous.

Looking at the interaction between the two, Ling Chengnian frowned.

Jiaojiao's husband is a bit strong in possessing and controlling the debt.

Such a man is not suitable to be a husband.

"Mr. Fu." He cleared his throat, "If you push this place, if this fact report is submitted, it will affect your company no matter what."

These words are vaguely threatening.

Fu Qiran was not threatened by this.

"so what?"

Under the sword eyebrows, eyes like cold pools were fixed on Ling Chengnian.

When Ling Chengnian saw that Fu Qiran refused to accept his will, he was also somewhat puzzled.

It is common sense that the people do not fight with officials.

Even though this Fu Qiran is the president of the Fu Group, he is still an ordinary person after all.

The Bureau of Cultural Relics Protection, even if it is only a niche department, is also crowned with an official name.

Where did Fu Qiran get his confidence?
The two men confronted each other, and the old gentlemen on the side had already gone to the car to pick up tools and started to investigate.

They don't care about those who are beneficial or not.

They have devoted their entire lives to cultural relics, and now that the treasure in their lives is right in front of them, how can they not be tempted?

Don't care about him, take advantage of Mr. Fu's nagging time, they will investigate first and then talk!

Ruan Jiaojiao noticed the movements of those old gentlemen and pursed her lips.

She didn't remind Fu Qiran.

In those old gentlemen, she seemed to see the hope of the historical relics.

On this side, Ling Chengnian smiled softly: "Boss Fu, if you feel that the compensation is insufficient, we will do our best to give you the greatest compensation."

Fu Qiran didn't insist on destroying those cultural relics, he was simply unhappy with Ling Chengnian.

"I don't need any compensation."

He was never short of money.

Ruan Jiaojiao saw that Fu Qiran had been frowning coldly, and probably guessed something.

She pulled Fu Qiran's arm and whispered, "Mr. Fu, don't be angry."

She glanced at Ling Chengnian, nodded slightly, and then pulled Fu Qiran to the car.

It was getting dark, and there was no one on the side of the car.

Ruan Jiaojiao took the initiative to tiptoe and kissed Fu Qiran's lips.

After a kiss, she explained: "Last time at KTV, I bumped into him accidentally, and then I met him."

"He wanted to add me on WeChat, but I didn't even agree."

"We just met by chance, not familiar at all."

"Mr. Fu, don't be angry."

Fu Qiran licked his lips, it seemed that her sweetness still remained on his lips.

Not enough, far from enough.

Fu Qiran put one hand on the hood of the car, and the other hugged her waist tightly.

Bending down and bowing his head, he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her deeply.

Ling Chengnian, who was worried about what would happen to Ruan Jiaojiao and came to check, saw this scene.

He frowned.

Jiaojiao's husband is a bit wild.

This is still in the suburbs, it's not completely dark yet, dare to do such a thing?
He came out of the dark and coughed a few times.

This sound directly interrupted the kiss between the two.

Fu Qiran's face suddenly darkened.

This Ling Chengnian, is sick?

(End of this chapter)