The poisonous CEO

Why?

Since Ning Qian could not see her well, then she would step on her.

"Can you adapt?"

Ning Jin reached out his hand and flipped through a stack of thick documents in his eyes, then looked at Fu Huayong and asked: "Why is it her and me?"

It was not like he did not know about the relationship between her and Ning Qian.

With that said, Fu Huayong looked over, and the pen in his hand dropped: "Are you afraid?"

Ning Jin laughed.

If she was afraid, why would she waste her time here?

Ning Jin shook his fingers in boredom, "You don't have to provoke me, you should understand what I mean."

Fu Huayong raised his eyebrows and did not refute him.

This time, Fashion Show s were extremely important to Fu's, so there must be a tacit understanding between the company's employees, and Ning Qian and Ning Jin were like fire and water.

This was an obvious disadvantage.

But other than that, Fu Huayong had other plans.

"Don't you want to know why Ning Qian was able to enter the Fu's?"

Ning Jin rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you get it yourself?"

Fu Huayong shook his head.

"This is the old lady's will. Compared to you, she knows how to advance and retreat more. She knows how to approach her goal step by step, or perhaps she knows how to use more tricks than you."

Ning Jin was surprised.

She had always thought that Fu Huayong had allowed it, since she had an impression that Fu Huayong was interested in him. However, Fu Huayong's words made him understand that Ning Qian had put in a lot of effort.

Ning Jin looked at Fu Huayong, and said with a tinge of ridicule: "Isn't this what you meant?"

Fu Huayong laughed, but he did not understand what was going on.

Meaning to him? Which of her eyes had seen it?

Fu Huayong stood up abruptly, his steps unhurried as he approached Ning Jin until she was in his eyes.

"Can I think you're jealous?"

The slight change in his expression was unparalleled.

Ning Jin moved his body restlessly, leaning on the back of the chair, using all of his strength to wave back and forth. Fu Huayong supported himself with both of his hands on the table, looking at her with a gaze that was like a wolf and tiger with a smile yet not a smile.

Ning Jin said: "This is your problem, it has nothing to do with me if anything happens."

"How come it has nothing to do with you? I'm your proper husband. "

Formal marriage?

Ning Jin was disgusted, could it be that this fellow did not learn the language well?

"To be honest, I still like you more than she does."

Ning Jin's steady heart skipped a beat.

Fu Huayong said with a bewitching expression.

The guy in her room had just witnessed the process of him being cuckolded. How could he recover so quickly?

"What are you trying to say?"

Ning Jin tried his best to ignore the change in his heart as he asked. The mocking expression on his face had disappeared, but he walked around the desk and directly behind her, with his hands on Ning Jin's shoulders and his head close to Ning Jin's neck.

"Don't you want to know why the old lady let her come to work?"

Ning Jin frowned slightly, then replied: "Ning's has helped Fu's, in order to express his gratitude, I want her to enter the company and arrange a manager for me, nothing seems to be amiss."

Fu Huayong smiled, she had seen through everything.

"At the very least, if you're pregnant, you'll naturally have scruples. But now that the child is gone, what use do you have to the Fu Family? You should know what these elders value the most."

Without a doubt, it was his reputation.

Ning Jin's reputation was in chaos, and being even more stupid did not fit the requirements of a big clan.

Everyone understood this logic, Ning Qian was naturally not stupid, after all, she was extremely loyal to Fu Huayong.

Ning Jin turned his body around without any warning, his two hands pushed Fu Huayong away, but there was no happiness or anger in his eyes, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Fu Huayong raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to know?"

Why did she feel like she was talking to an idiot?

He simply rolled his eyes at Fu Huayong.

If you want to restore your reputation, that is naturally the same as kicking you out of the house. Since Ning's helped me, and Ning Qian was loyal to me, she would be the only one who can do it.

Fu Huayong's manner of speaking with a smile that was yet not a smile made Ning Jin feel extremely irritated in his heart. Could it be that she was just a woman carrying the name of Young Grandma of the Fu Family to him?

"So you want me to get ready to get lost?"

Ning Jin did not wait and immediately stood up. If there was a need to bring her to Fu's?

But he didn't expect that once she stood up, Fu Huayong would directly sit in his original position, with both of his hands hooking onto Ning Jin's thighs, the sweet smell coming from his nose made his mood a lot happier.

Fu Huayong faintly smiled, and did not answer's question. Instead, he meaningfully winked at Ning Jin, and placed one hand on Ning Jin's thigh while the other hand rested on his waist, in a seemingly normal posture. As the person in question, Ning Jin, naturally knew best.

"Move your pig's hand away."

It was always like this, taking advantage of her when she was halfway through her sentence. Ning Jin patted her hand that was just randomly touching her thigh after speaking.

But in the end, his hand was also caught tightly by Fu Huayong.

"No one likes a wild cat that likes to bite people."