"Youyou, su

p

ise!"

Fu Wenzhou was holding a bouquet of roses with an upright posture, a mischievous smile on his lips, and a beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand.

Song Qingyou felt like she was being stared at by a wild beast, and she had a creepy feeling.

I didn't know what he was doing, so I looked at him for a moment: "Why are you here?"

"Don't be nervous." Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark and he suddenly smiled: "I'm here to give my neighbor a greeting gift."

Song Qingyou's eardrums trembled, and she asked: "Neighbor?"

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows and said lazily: "I forgot to tell you, I bought the house opposite you last month and just moved in today. Youyou, are you happy?"

It was difficult for Song Qingyou to say the word "happy", she only felt an unknown fire rising in her heart.

No wonder I was so talkative last night. It turned out to be a premeditated plan.

She moved her lips and looked at him expressionlessly: "You said you removed the tracker in the car and stopped sending people to watch my every move because you moved across from me, right?"

Fu Wenzhou looked at her and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

He didn't deny it, he even admitted it openly.

To Song Qingyou, he never hid his dirty thoughts.

She didn't like having someone stare at her, it didn't matter, he would just move here.

But why she wasn't happy about this, Fu Wenzhou didn't understand.

Song Qingyou's fingertips holding the doorframe turned white: "It's up to you."

The house is not hers, and she has no control over where he lives. Song Qingyou really doesn't want to waste time on these things.

After saying that, she wanted to close the door, but Fu Wenzhou blocked it with his arm. The solid wood door pressed against his arm, and he didn't even hum.

Song Qingyou was frightened, and quickly let go of her hand, frowning and saying, "Do you think you have extra hands?"

"Gift." Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and his voice was deep.

Song Qingyou looked down and saw the gift box in the man's hand.

"Don't say no."

Song Qingyou: "..."

Fu Wenzhou said hoarsely: "Lin Qingshan's masterpiece, if you don't want it, I'll throw it away."

Song Qingyou looked at him with a pair of clear eyes: "I don't have any objection if you burn it."

After finishing speaking, Fu Wenzhou closed the door with a bang before he could speak.

She was really angry. He threw away the cheongsam that cost 50 million yuan to be photographed. He would always do things according to his own temper and do whatever he wanted. Did he really think that the earth revolved around him?

Everything has to go according to his will!

She's not like that.

After all, it was his money that was wasted, not his own.

Song Qingyou picked up the porridge on the ground and kneaded it several times before she felt a little better.

The cell phone placed on the coffee table rang. Song Qingyou glanced at it and answered the call.

"Miaomiao?"

Yan Miao said excitedly: "Qingyou, let me tell you a big gossip! Do you want to listen?"

Song Qingyou knows Yan Miao's character very well, she can tell Yan Miao whether she listens or not.

Sure enough, Yan Miao didn't intend to wait for her answer at all. After finishing the previous sentence, he continued with the next sentence: "Mr. Zhang, do you know that even that Zhang Song used to be the second-in-command in the capital."

"I know." Song Qingyou responded: "What happened to him?"

"Didn't the Ruan family hold a charity dinner last week? That night, Zhang Song's wife and the bodyguard were having an affair in the second east courtyard of the Ruan family, and Zhang Song caught him. The bodyguard lost one of his legs that night. Zhang Song

Madam was also kicked out of the Zhang family. This is not the point. The point is that Zhang Yinan is not Zhang Song’s biological child, but the child of Madam Zhang and the bodyguard!"

Yan Miao said, "Not only has Zhang Yinan been removed from the Zhang family tree, but Zhang Song has also confiscated all his property and stopped all his cards. Zhang Yinan is now a street rat. Anyone who sees him will give him a kick. I heard that he is a gangster."

It’s terrible.”

Song Qingyou touched Porridge's head and said in a light voice: "Oh, that's quite miserable."

Yan Miao said a lot in one breath and hurriedly drank some saliva to moisten his throat.

"Just two days after this incident happened, someone reported Zhang Song. It is said that he took bribes during his early years in power. Now the evidence is conclusive. The higher-ups are investigating him. I guess he is pretty much inseparable."

Song Qingyou paused and frowned slightly: "You said Zhang Song was reported?"

Yan Miao said: "Yes, I heard from my dad that Zhang Song was secretly tricked this time. Everything that happened eight hundred years ago has been uncovered. If he doesn't do it well, he will have to go to jail. It's really

I don’t know who this old man has offended, and he has made himself unable to protect himself even in the evening."

Who has been offended...

Who else has he offended besides Fu Wenzhou?

Song Qingyou knew it well and kept a calm expression on her face: "I heard that he offended many people during his reign. Maybe he was pushed down by others."

Yan Miao: "Hey, you said Zhang Yinan was so arrogant in the past. He wanted to walk sideways when walking. But now he is better and has become a disabled person. It is true that evil is rewarded with evil."

Song Qingyou laughed softly: "He didn't offend you."

"Who keeps him slandering you?" Yan Miao picked up the apple and took a bite: "By the way, is your little nephew still pestering you?"

Song Qingyou paused for a moment: "Move to the opposite side of me."

"What?!" Yan Miao was shocked, and all the apples in his hand fell to the ground: "You said Fu Wenzhou moved across from you? The house in Wutong Apartment?"

"Yeah." Song Qingyou said softly, "I just moved here today."

Yan Miao's spirit of gossip ignited: "He is a drunkard and is not interested in drinking. He is obviously here for you."

Song Qingyou had a headache and said, "Don't mention Fu Wenzhou, I'm upset."

Yan Miao obeyed and shut up, and started talking to her about something else.

The two of them talked on the phone for more than an hour, and it wasn't until they hung up that Song Qingyou remembered that she hadn't had breakfast yet, and now she was feeling a little hungry.

She couldn't cook, and Song Chang returned to his hometown again.

Just when she was thinking about whether to go out to eat, Qi Zhou suddenly jumped out of her arms, and then she heard the sound of turning the door lock.

Turning around, he saw Fu Wenzhou standing at the door calmly changing his shoes.

Song Qingyou's head hurt even more: "You are breaking into a private house."

Fu Wenzhou was holding the exquisitely wrapped gift box in his left hand and the food box in his right hand. He suppressed his temper and said, "Come over for dinner."
Chapter completed!