President Daddy's spoils me too much

After that night, Ning Wan was always nervous and scared when she saw Fu ting. Her self mockery may be due to her lack of men for a long time. Ning Wan, don't think too much! It's just a handsome man.

"Miss Ning, do you remember what I said?" He Shaolin squints and hooks his lips. He is very impatient.

"No I'm sorry, I just lost my mind. Please say it again. "

He Shaolin is famous for his vicious mouth, because anqing has been pestering him all the time, and has no good face to ningwan. "Although I don't know what means you used to climb the big tree of Fu Ting, I advise you to work hard, don't be delusional, it's not so easy to think about going to the top with your little talent."

Ning Wan can't help but guess whether he Shaolin heard the gossip about himself

On Wednesday and Thursday, Ning Wan has been working beside he Shaolin. At the same time, Fu Ting is unavoidable. After learning that Ning Wan works at the highest level, Ning Yu often tells him that Ning Wan is not.

Ning Wan has no idea about it.

"Please help me to say that again."

He Shaolin could see that Ning Wan was trying to hold back and couldn't help teasing. "I just said that once. If you can't hear me clearly, you can do it."

"Well, tomorrow's designer meeting is screwed up. I said that hete didn't make it clear to me."

"Dare you!"

Ning Wan smiled, not afraid at all. "I'll go to see Fu if he te can help me."

"What is it?" Fu Ting leaned on the door of he Shaolin's office, and did not know how long he had listened.

He Shaolin came to Fu Ting step by step, "President Fu, the good designer you chose is always putting on airs and doesn't cooperate with me at all."

Fu Ting looked at Ning Wan deeply. The Ning Wan in front of him coincided with that night's Ning Wan, which made his heart throb.

"Ting, what are you looking at?" He Shaolin knew Fu Ting's careful thinking, but he said deliberately, "people prefer to have boyfriends and you also have girlfriends. Don't play with fire."

The room was so quiet that I could hear a pin landing.

Ning Wan blushed and stammered, "help hete, don't say anything."

"I'm not talking nonsense, but I'm telling the truth. Otherwise, what do you blush?" He Shaolin comes to Ning Wan, raises his slender fingers and is about to lift his chin.

Fu Ting seems to move in a flash. In a blink, he comes to Ning Wan and he Shaolin and beats him out.

"Pain -" he Shaolin's eyes trembled and his face couldn't believe it. "Our friends for many years, you even hit me for this woman? Hum! "

"I don't think I've arranged much work for you recently." Fu Ting glanced at he Shaolin and walked out of the door coldly. "Secretary Zeng, give the case just received today to..."

He Shaolin flies to bring Fu Ting back. The affectation just now no longer exists, "I just joked."

"Are you kidding?" Fu Ting said, glancing at Ning Wan.

Ning Wan stood in the same place, holding a smile, and said that he te Zhu had a good relationship with Fu Zong. Unexpectedly, they were so good that they were no less than her relationship with an Qing.

"I'm afraid of you. I'm going to work with Miss Ning." He Shaolin looks back at Ning Wan with a chill in his eyes.

After Fu Ting left, he Shaolin was more critical of Ning Wan. From the elaboration of design concept to tomorrow, to the clothes to be worn on stage, all got his sharp comments.

"Are you really a designer?"

In the evening, Ning Wan brings several suits of clothes to he Shaolin. He doesn't expect that he will ask.

"When you first enter Fu's family, you will be brilliant. What you know is that you are talented, and what you don't know is what else." He Shaolin put away the clothes in Ning Wan's hands, and his eyes were full of disgust. "How do you design those clothes with such special eyes?"

Rather than argue with he Shaolin, Ning Wan patiently said, "excuse me, he tezhu, what will I wear tomorrow?" It's no wonder that he is called "devil he" by people. His words are sharper than the devil.

"I'm off work, you decide."

When he Shaolin left the office, Ning Wan slumped on the sofa, exhausted.

I went back to have a rest at three o'clock this morning, and he called me back at six o'clock. Think these two days are more difficult than two years

Hoo - the devil he is too hard to serve.

With exhaustion, Ning Wan slowly closed his eyes. Take a nap and let her sleep for a while.

Under the spotlight, Ning Wan walked to the stage wearing a royal blue self-cultivation dress. Every step, the high-heeled shoes at his feet shook.

The high-heeled shoes under her feet were broken. Under the eyes of all the people, she still insisted.

I don't know who stumbled on her. She threw herself down.

Accompanied by the sound of pain, and the sound of laughter.

"This is Fu's new designer? Is Moby here to be funny? Ha ha... ""Is it the back door for a little intern to become a designer?"

"Without a strong backstage, it's hard for me to imagine that her design manuscript would be regarded as the new design of the new quarter by Fu Shi."

……

The voices of discussion are rising one after another, and Ning Wan, who lies on the ground, is more than ashamed.

"Shut up!" Ning Wan can't help but shout.

Time and space seems to have changed. Ning Wan looks at the front door for a long time.

Sand - the sound of plastic bags on the table.

Ning Wan looks over and sees Fu ting in a white shirt. Fu Ting was holding a plastic bag in his hand. "Wake up?"

Fortunately, it's just a dream. I'd rather smell the fragrance of rice and go ahead immediately. "I'd like to trouble Fu Zong to bring me dinner. I'm really sorry."

"You don't have to."

"Er..." Ning Wan was speechless, and his hand with chopsticks was forced to stop.

"This is the dinner for hete." Fu Ting said solemnly, looking around, "what about others?"

Ning Wan didn't have lunch at noon. He stared at the fragrant food. His stomach kept shouting, "hete has to go first."

"These are cheaper for you." Fu Ting said coldly and turned away.

Ning Wan only has food in her eyes, but she doesn't notice Fu Ting stopping at the door. There is a trace of warmth in her cold eyes.

After a while, Fu Ting appeared with two cups of coffee in his hand. When he came to the table, he put a cup of coffee on the table and a cup in his hand.

"Thank you." Ning Wan just choked. This coffee just saved her.

Swallow the things in his mouth. Ning Wan picks up chopsticks with his left hand and clumsily picks up a piece of diced chicken.

Patta, the diced meat fell to the ground.

In a desperate way, Fu Ting picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken and put it on Ning Wan's mouth. "Open your mouth."

Ning Wan is flustered, her heart rate suddenly accelerates, and seems to break through her body

"Miss Ning, why are you here?" He Shaolin's voice was specially raised, as if it was intended to be heard by people in the room.