When Fu Wenzhou arrived home, Song Qingyou was sitting on a rattan chair reading a book. During this time, she asked Song Chang to move everything to Yalin Villa, along with these medical books that were almost gathering dust.

Song Qingyou was originally quite accomplished in medicine. When she gave up studying medicine, her teacher left her out. After hearing that she had recently picked up medicine again, she was specially sent to her several rare books on traditional Chinese medicine.

Ancient books.

Song Qingyou is reading one of these books now.

She never placed her life on others. If Master Yunfang couldn't find him, he couldn't find him.

Since she decided to live, she would save herself.

Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and we can always find a solution.

Song Qingyou looked at it seriously and didn't pay attention to the movement at the door. When the puppy clung to it, she moved slightly and raised her eyes as if she was aware of it: "Where did it go?"

Fu Wenzhou buried his head on her shoulder, took a deep breath, and then, like a wolf that wasn't satisfied, he hugged her and refused to let go.

Song Qingyou was held in this primitive way, and it was difficult to read a book. She had to put the book aside and brushed his black hair: "I want to ask you a question."

Fu Wenzhou took two sharp breaths, his eyes a little obsessed, "Ye Se, Xu Zezhan and Gu Bai, no one else. What about you, when did you come back? Why didn't you call me."

Song Qingyou raised her hand and touched his earlobe, and said in a soft voice, "I've been back for a while."

When they were two people, Fu Wenzhou was a clingy large dog. He didn't want to leave Song Qingyou for a moment, and he had to keep her within his sight.

Song Qingyou indulged him even more than before, but she didn't realize it yet.

For example, Fu Wenzhou's kisses increased significantly throughout the day. In the past, Song Qingyou would have told him to stop. But now, her attitude is basically indulgent. Even Song Chang feels that the young lady seems to have changed.

When the cell phone rang, Fu Wenzhou was reluctant to let go of Song Qingyou's tender, bright red lips that he had kissed, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

I don’t know who would be ignorant to spoil the fun at this time.

When he saw the name of the caller, Fu Wenzhou suddenly darkened his face: "Why is Yan Shaoqin calling you?"

After speaking, he softened his tone and kissed Song Qingyou's earlobe, "Sister, have you been in contact with him too much recently?"

The dissatisfaction in his tone almost overflowed.

Song Qingyou pushed his face away, "Don't make trouble."

Fu Wenzhou was a little angry. The result of his anger was that when Song Qingyou answered the phone, he repeatedly flirted with her.

With her sensitive point in his mouth, Song Qingyou almost couldn't help but hum. Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time to prevent herself from making a blushing sound.

The other person didn't hear a response for a long time, so he asked: "What's wrong?"

She glared at Fu Wenzhou, pushed him away completely, stood up and stood by the window on the balcony: "No, you continue."

Yan Shaoqin said: "You transfer all Qing Ning's projects to Shi Yu, what are the conditions?"

He was not Fu Wenzhou's stupid dog or his ignorant sister. He could believe that Song Qingyou was innocent and harmless.

Yan Shaoqin will never let things fall into the sky.

Song Qingyou said: "Open a branch in country m and recruit all the old employees of Qing Ning."

The other end was silent for a long time before speaking, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Song Qingyou, do you regard this as a shelter? Qing Ning has hundreds of employees, you want me to take them all in, I think I don't look like that

Kind of a philanthropist.”

Fu Wenzhou reluctantly hugged Song Qingyou from behind, buried his head in her neck, and kissed her neck, but he didn't mess around anymore.

Song Qingyou glanced at him sideways and reached out to poke Fu Wenzhou on the face, "When you open a branch in country m, there are ready talents for you. You save a lot of labor costs. Isn't this a good deal?

business?"

Yan Shaoqin: “Where’s the money for opening a branch?”

Song Qingyou said: "You come out."

There was silence again, and after a while, a soft sneer came: "Fu Wenzhou is not short of money, is he? You can just leave me alone? Why don't you find him as your enemy?"

Song Qingyou pursed her lips, her voice a little embarrassed: "It's not easy for him to make money." Moreover, he doesn't go to the company all day long, just being with her. She is really afraid that he will go bankrupt due to poor management.

Yan Shaoqin was silent for the third time and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Is it so damn easy for me to make money?"

"Yan Shaoqin, who asked you to talk dirty to Youyou?"

A familiar cold and displeased voice came to his ears. Yan Shaoqin paused, and then realized that Fu Wenzhou was probably next to Song Qingyou at this moment. He was angry and funny: "Fu Wenzhou, you are better than the two that my mother raised.

He can still pester people."

Fu Wenzhou sneered and said, "It's none of your business."

Yan Shaoqin hung up the phone angrily.

Fu Wenzhou pulled Song Qingyou's body over and said, "Youyou, why do you have to cooperate with Yan Shaoqin? Can't you do it with me?"

Song Qingyou explained to him: "Yan Shaoqin is a genius in venture capital. He has a good vision. Shi Yu has been working with him for less than half a year and has achieved market profits of 20%. He is a good partner."

."

Fu Wenzhou's face darkened when he heard this, and his tone was cold: "You dislike me."

"When did I dislike you? Can you stop comparing yourself to others? I'm just stating objective facts." Song Qingyou couldn't laugh or cry. Although she didn't understand Fu Wenzhou's brain circuit, she had recently learned a new skill and knew how to

Can make the dog happy: "And I want you to spend more time with me. It takes a lot of energy to start a new company. Yan Shaoqin is single and does not need to accompany his girlfriend, and you are not."

When Fu Wenzhou heard this, the low pressure around him suddenly disappeared without a trace. He put on his trademark dog and smiled: "Really?"

Song Qingyou nodded: "Really."

Fu Wenzhou became happy again and came over to kiss her.

Song Qingyou took the initiative and kissed each other for more than ten minutes, until both of them were out of breath.

Song Qingyou blushed and her voice trembled a little: "I'll give Uncle Chang a call."

Fu Wenzhou knew that she wanted to talk about returning to the Song family tomorrow, so he didn't continue to pester her: "Yeah."

Song Qingyou returned to the rattan chair and lay down: "Uncle Chang, how are you?"

Song Chang replied over there: "Everything has been arranged."

After receiving this reply, Song Qingyou hung up with peace of mind and stood up: "Fu Wenzhou."

"Huh?" Fu Wenzhou was holding a cane and his legs were bandaged, which looked quite funny to the naked eye.

Song Qingyou took a closer look and couldn't help laughing: "Do you need me to help you upstairs?"

Fu Wenzhou: "Need."

In front of Song Qingyou, he didn't care about face, as long as he could take advantage of her.

The top of the moon.

At night, Fu Wenzhou quietly got up and went to the study with a cane.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, took out a cigarette, played with his fingertips, and dialed the phone.

"Uncle Rong, help me check someone out." There was only one lamp lit in the room, and Fu Wenzhou's face blended into the darkness, making it impossible to distinguish his expression: "Well, call Yun Fang, check him out...
Chapter completed!