Fu Song's eyes suddenly became sharp. When He Jiayi met his eyes, he could no longer feel any resistance. He put the microphone in his ears by chance and said in a trembling voice: "No..., nothing..."

She suddenly saw Fu Song pointing to the teacup on the table, and immediately understood and said, "I accidentally knocked down the cup just now, and the water spilled on the table..."

"Ah? You didn't burn you, right? Why are you so careless..."

"No, the water is cold."

"It's autumn now, the weather is cold, you have to drink hot water..."

"I..., why are you so long-winded!"

Fu Songjiu occupied the magpie's nest, sat on He Jia's chair, and looked at her with a playful look on his face.

Before today, it was hard for him to imagine that a person's expression would be so rich, panic, embarrassed, ashamed, guilty, and even a trace of tolerance.

"You are a good person, but you just don't care for yourself..."

When Fu Song heard He Jia's boyfriend chattering on the other end of the phone, he felt funny. This was definitely a straight male cancer and didn't understand a woman's mind at all.

It’s now, will women care about what you say?

There are always some self-righteous men in this world who are immersed in the illusory dream of self-woven. They wishfully believe that as long as they are kind to women and as long as they are sincere to women, women will be moved to tears and communicate.

However, they simply don't understand what women want.

For women, touching is not a necessity for life, and at most it can add icing on the cake.

What does a woman want?

In the final analysis, there are only three words: sense of security.

Perhaps every woman has different definitions of a sense of security, but even if you change, you will eventually point to one thing: money.

Survival security is a nature engraved in a woman's genes. In a sense, money is the prerequisite for a person to gain independence and security.

The girls in the spa all understand this principle, so how could He Jia not understand it?

Fu Song suddenly found that He Jia's expression had become softer, and he couldn't help frowning, feeling a little displeased.

Dao’s heart is not strong, it seems that he is still too soft-hearted. How can Aoying be soft-hearted?

Thinking of this, he reached out to pull He Jia to his side, and then patted his thigh.

He Jia hesitated for a few seconds, but finally sat on his thigh obediently.

Her mind was very confused, like a ball of mud. She didn't listen to a word on what was said on the other end of the phone.

While I was with my boyfriend... No, I should call my ex-boyfriend now.

While talking on the phone with her ex-boyfriend and being intimate with her boss in the office, she never dreamed that she would do such a shameless thing.

But for some reason, she felt inexplicably stimulating while nervous.

"Jia Jia, what's wrong with you?"

"I..., I didn't..., what could I do?"

"Why are you breathing so heavily? You're still muttering? Are you catching a cold? Are you not wearing a coat? The temperature difference between morning and evening is large, so remember to add a piece of clothing..."

Fu Song kissed He Jia while laughing secretly.

Haha, add clothes?

As it turns out, how can you take off your clothes?

"I..., well, I'm a little bit of a nasal congestion, cough cough." He Jia deliberately sniffed and coughed twice again.

If I hadn't looked at her extremely beautiful cheeks, I would have thought she was really catching a cold.

However, when he thought of He Jia's obedience and pleasing just now, the little guilt in his heart immediately disappeared.

He wanted to give her a last blow, completely break her backbone, and make her truly an eagle of his own.

Fu Song was still sitting upright on the chair and asked coldly: "Do you regret it?"

He Jia quickly got up from the table, wiped her tears in a panic, and said in a muffled voice: "No, I don't."

"Why are you still lazy?"

He Jia turned around and looked at him with an incredible look, as if saying, I'm so sad, why don't you let me go?

Her eyes were crying red, and the tears on her face were vaguely visible. Because of shame and anger, her chest was swelling, like a female lion who chose to devour.

However, she had no idea that the more she did, the more she could arouse Fu Song's desire to conquer deep in his heart.

"If you regret it, you can leave now." After Fu Song finished speaking, he looked at her leisurely, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

The word "leave" was like a bolt from the blue that exploded in He Jia's ears, and she shivered suddenly.

Today, I have reached the current situation step by step, and have paid so much and lost so much. How can I leave?

She had no way out. Even though she knew that the abyss waiting for her might be a thousand feet tall, she could only walk forward with the bullet!

Thinking about this, she slowly walked to Fu Song, then closed her eyes with her fate...

The night is already very deep.

Fu Song stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the night in Mucheng.

Guo Fansheng's words tonight kept echoing in his mind.

Establishing a huge consortium spans multiple fields is the ultimate dream of any capitalist.

This has nothing to do with the greed of human nature. Just as a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a capitalist who does not want to be a chaebol is not a good capitalist.

For Fu Song, this is a challenge and honor, but he can only think about it secretly in his heart.

There was a rustling sound of running water in the bathroom, and occasionally He Jia's cough and vomiting sounds were heard.

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, turned around and walked to the bathroom door, knocked on the door, and asked in a caring tone: "Is it okay?"

"No..., it's okay." He Jia took another handful of water and rinsed her mouth. He raised her head to look at the delicate face in the mirror. Suddenly she felt that this face was very strange.

Is this still me?

I wasn't like this before.

But why are you so shameless and shameless now?

Maybe I'm such a woman in my bones...

Although she knew she shouldn't do this, she couldn't help but obey him every time under his gaze.

She felt that she was unreasonable and even got a little obsessed with it, but she kept hypnotizing herself. I like him, I love him, so I am willing to do anything for him...

"It's almost eleven o'clock, I'll take you home."

Hearing Fu Song urging him outside, He Jia came to his senses, took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then replied: "Good soon!"

After saying that, he picked up a towel to wipe the water stains on his face, tidied up his clothes in front, back and forth, and nodded with satisfaction.

Open the bathroom door and smiled charmingly at Fu Songtruffle: "Mr. Fu, I'm fine."

Fu Song looked her up and down, squinted his eyes and said, "Your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

He Jia glanced at him with a charming look and said in a slight voice: "Will you go back tonight?"

Fu Song was stunned for a moment and asked with a smile: "What are you doing if you don't go back?"

He Jia turned his head slightly, avoided his joking gaze, and snorted: "You asked knowingly!"

Fu Song laughed: "Forget it today, I'm a little tired, I'll talk about it later, and I'll talk about it later."

He Jia pouted and expressed her dissatisfaction with a resentful look: "You are lying to others again!"

Fu Song patted her bright red face and smiled and said, "You are not afraid of having a good meal, and you are not worried about marrying a good girl. Why are you a little fairy anxious? Are you afraid that I won't eat you?

Be good, after the time of work, I will free up..., let's do your best to deal with you and be obedient!"

Seeing that he turned around and left without any delay, He stomped his feet on the spot, and quickly chased after him and walked side by side for a few steps. She gritted her teeth and plucked her courage to hold his arm.

Fu Song turned his head and looked at her, but just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't object to this, He Jia smiled so hard that his eyes turned into a crescent moon.

After entering Fu Song's special elevator, He Jia knew that the opportunity was not to be missed and would not come again. Tonight was the best opportunity to start, so she hugged his arm tightly and shook it all the time and shouted in a delicate voice: "Mr. Fu..."

"Be honest!" Fu Song said this, but his elbows honestly and unceremoniously catered to her movements, "I'm not that kind of casual person."

He Jia's eyes twitched twice, and she didn't know how to complain about him.

You're not a casual person yet?

I treated myself like this at noon today in front of Li Zhi, and tonight I took advantage of the phone call with my ex-boyfriend to bully me. I was so varied that I was not a human being when I got up casually!

You are so comfortable. I was so upset by you that day that I was like hanging in the air, neither up nor down, so I was so annoyed!

Fu Song lowered his head and blew in her ear, and said softly: "We always have to find a good day, right?"

This was the first time that He Jia heard him talk to him so gently, so she could not resist it. The resentment just now was like ice and snow, and it instantly disappeared.

He still cares about me, it's great!

She fell into self-hypnosis again, and her eyes looked at Fu Song were full of tenderness and sweetness. Not to mention the good days, even if he was in the elevator now..., she was happy.
To be continued...