Chapter 232 (1/2)
”No?” Tang Wan's eyes were like silk. He took another step forward and got closer to him. Fu Zihao looked sharp and said, ”don't take a piece of white meat in front of my eyes. I'm not interested in pork, especially The flesh and blood that has given birth to a child
Tang Wanru was stunned. After fully understanding the meaning of his words, his face changed and he burst into a rage: ”Zihao, you...”
”What a shame Before Tang Wanru finished his words, there came a cold drink and a strong sneer, ”if you want to be coquettish and borrow fire, go outside and find a man. No matter how many kinds of people will lend you. If it's not for Jinyan who looks like the Fu family, Tang Wanru, I'll see how you explain.”
Fu ziyao gave a rude cold Criticism: ”the child has been put in the room. You can dress me well and take care of me. No matter what, it's all from your stomach, so that you can do these shameful things to teach bad children.” Then he looked at Fu Zihao and said, ”if you go, give me a ride.”
Fu Zihao took the car key, didn't look at Tang Wanru's wonderful face, turned and left.
Fu ziyao followed up and told the nanny before going out: ”when the young master wakes up, he will cook dinner for him.”
Watching Fu Zihao's car leave, Tang just like standing at the entrance, her body shivering in the cold wind. Fu Zihao's words of having a child's flesh and blood make her even more worried!
Walking into the baby room, I saw a little fat child lying on the bed with her little buttocks arched and snoring. Fierce anger flashed in her eyes. The slender ten fingers hanging on her side held tightly. When she noticed the pain, she spread out her palms and found blood stains on them
The capital.
Wangfujing compound.
The Grand Courtyard is a high-level club for VIP guests. With its absolute advantage of geographical location and strong backstage support, it is booming in the capital.
Tonight's dinner is arranged in one of the boxes.
A few hours later, Tang Xiaoyan seems to have regained her normal look, but only she knows that she has not recovered from the daze when she saw Fu Yunqian.
Secretary Luo led the way: ”Mr. Lu, Miss Tang, President Qian has been waiting for a long time. This way, please.”
Three people to the predetermined compartment, far between the style of ancient Yellow lattice, window paper white as snow.
In a quiet room, two middle-aged men are sitting behind the table, with a pot of sake and sandalwood on hand.
On the other hand, Han Zhijing is elegant and calm, and talks and laughs. Tang Xiaoyan even knows Han Zhijing.
The white porcelain wind chime on the door rings, and the two men raise their heads. Han Zhijing smiles at Tang Xiaoyan.
Tang Xiaoyan looked back and laughed at him.
Another man holding a teapot is Qian Yusen, President of the National Psychological Association.
Lu Yunshen came forward to greet him with a familiar tone: ”Uncle Qian.”
”Yunshen, here you are. I'd like to introduce my old friend, Han Zhijing, to you first. Today I know that he just came back. Time is pressing. I don't mind having dinner together.”
Lu Yunshen nodded with a smile: ”of course, I don't mind. Mr. Han's name has been well-known for a long time. It's our great fortune to see you today.”
Han Zhijing looks modest: ”green is better than blue. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. This era belongs to your young people. Don't compliment, Miss Tang. Sit down.”
Now it's Lu Yunshen's turn to be surprised: ”banyan, do you know each other?”
Tang Xiaoyan didn't hide what happened on the plane. He told us where we didn't meet in life. Who could have thought that there would be such an intersection in the future if we just turned around and looked back.
President Qian likes to drink, and he is also a host. There must be wine on the scene.
Tang Xiaoyan can't drink, but she also drank a few mouthfuls symbolically. However, because of her empty stomach, the strength of the wine was fierce. Before long, she felt a little stuffy and couldn't breathe well.
She took the gift from her tutor to Chairman Qian and framed it in a long brocade bag. Chairman Qian then unfolded: ”this...” President Qian was stunned, and then handed the scroll to Han Zhijing, ”brother Han, have a look!”
Tang Xiaoyan found that Han Zhijing suddenly took out a pair of glasses and a magnifying glass from his pocket, pushed the scroll open on a quiet table and studied it carefully.
President Qian was also a little nervous: ”how about it?”
After a long time, Han Zhijing put down his magnifying glass and took off his glasses. He looked excited: ”the real work, Lao Qian, is the real work of Wang Xizhi!”
”Really?” President Qian was also very excited, ”then this gift should be given to Han laodi.”
”Seriously?” Han Zhijing must be a fan of calligraphy and painting. He was overjoyed to hear that President Qian wanted to give you the original works. His excessive smile showed his inner agitation. He took his glass and went to Tang Xiaoyan. ”Come, Miss Tang, I'll respect you!”
Tang Xiaoyan wants to refuse, but this man can see that he is very persistent. Tang Xiaoyan knows that if he doesn't drink, he will make others lose face. So he takes his glass and sips it.