Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

Indeed, Fu Ya's practice has stepped on the bottom line of this line! The trump card in his hand is Li Chunyou. Taking Fu Ya is just for Fu Qingtian's face. He has to take it with him. It's Li Chunyou who mainly brings him profits. If Fu Ya is jealous after that, he will deal with Li Chunyou just like he does with his face. Isn't he unable to cry?

Therefore, it is impossible for him to stand on Fu Qingtian's side in this matter.

The man sitting at the top of the table gave him an expressionless squint and said, "Mr. Fu, that's what it means."

——That's what it means.

Fu Qingtian's back froze and his expression froze.

What's up there? It's obvious.

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Everyone in the meeting room understood the CEO's words and expressed surprise one by one. Only Fuya, who was stupid, didn't understand it. He said, "Dad, I don't want to be snowed. Why should I be snowed? Even if I did something wrong, I'll apologize to her. There's something wrong with her. I know I'm wrong. The company's loss, we supply them can't, anyway I don't want to be snow

"Shut up Fu Qingtian has a blue face.

Fu Ya is still not witty, pulling his arm, "I don't care, anyway, I don't want to be snowed. If I'm snowed, I don't want to live. When I go back, I'll tell Grandma, "I want to drink sleeping pills!"

Fu Qingtian's temple is beating suddenly, and his backhand entangles his noisy people, slapping them in the face——

"Pa!" A clear and loud slap in the face made the whole conference room clear.

Fu Qingtian's face was black and blue. He pointed to the man who covered his face and was at a loss. He gritted his teeth and said, "you still have the face to make trouble with me here! Even if you're snowed, you made it yourself. What did I tell you before? Don't let you into the entertainment industry. Don't listen. Wayward must be a star. Even if it's a star, it's only a long time since you've caused me such a big disaster. You don't have to fight with me here. I'll take care of you when I get back. "

Fu Ya's nose is itchy and crisp. She wipes her nose and finds that her fingers are scarlet. "My nosebleed..."

Fu Qingtian wanted to put her back in her mother's stomach and continued angrily, "you'd better figure out what else you're going to do for me, so that I won't go back and find out what you look like!"

It was the first time that Fuya was beaten. It was also the first time that she saw her father's terrible expression. No matter how domineering she was, she knew she was afraid. She whispered, "I didn't do anything. Just, just let Uncle Wu help Jiang Meiqi

Wu Tian is a poor college student who was subsidized by Fu Qingtian in his early years. Because of this kind of kindness, even if Wu Tian becomes a little famous lawyer in Beijing, he still responds to Qingtian's request and often visits his family.

When Fu Qingtian heard her saying this, his head began to ache. "What did you ask Wu Tian to do for you?"

"Do..." Fuya dare not say, "I said you want to be angry, I might as well not say."

Fu Qingtian stares at him.

Fu Ya shrinks her neck and whispers, "it's nothing. Just ask him to help Jiang Meiqi find the police. Isn't Rong Weiwei pregnant? I think she's pretty miserable. Let Uncle Wu Tian apply with the police for help and bail out the person."