Tang Hanyan didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said at all. She frowned and glared at Fu Wenzhou with a displeased expression, as if he was the redundant one.

Fu Wenzhou felt that he had encountered something new. He had grown up so big that it was the first time that this little girl dared to say who he was.

He turned cold and said coolly: "Who am I? I am your fucking father!"

Tang Hanyan's expression suddenly changed. Seeing the atmosphere between the two becoming increasingly tense, Song Qingyou hurriedly smoothed things over: "Today is the first day of Gu Bai Bar's opening. Don't make any noise."

After she finished speaking, she said to Tang Hanyan: "I'm sorry, he's not very good at talking. He didn't mean that. Don't get me wrong."

Tang Hanyan's face was as cold as ice, and the facial features on her doll-like face were wrinkled. She glanced at Fu Wenzhou with disgust: "He is very rude and not worthy of you."

Song Qingyou: "..."

It's over.

Sure enough, Fu Wenzhou immediately exploded when he heard the words "unworthy", "Am I not worthy? Tang Hanyan, this is the capital, not Linzhou. Who has the final say in the capital? I advise you to go through it before speaking.

Brain, don’t use that thing on your neck that you don’t know how to use.”

Tang Hanyan: "Haha, you have been poked by me, you must be very angry."

Fu Wenzhou: "?"

He sneered: "What's the matter, if I'm not worthy, how can you be worthy of it? My Youyou is a fairy, but you still want to climb up? It's a joke."

The two of them were quarreling more and more loudly, and Song Qingyou had a headache.

The louder the movement, the more attention naturally attracted the attention of others.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Gu Bai hurriedly came over to smooth things over: "What about that, please give me some face, Gu..."

"How much is your face worth?"

Fu Wenzhou and Tang Hanyan spoke out at the same time, and their tone was the same disgust.

Gu Bai: "..."

He shouldn't have said this more.

Song Qingyou rubbed her eyebrows: "Shut up, both of you!"

Fu Wenzhou and Tang Hanyan glared at each other and looked towards Song Qingyou.

Fu Wenzhou pushed the plate of lychees in front of him: "Pomelo, try it."

Not to be outdone, Tang Hanyan picked up one and brought it to Song Qingyou's mouth: "You are the first person I feed to myself."

Song Qingyou just wants to escape from this embarrassing place where she can't breathe.

After taking a deep breath, she took Fu Wenzhou's in one hand and Tang Hanyan's in the other hand, and stuffed them into her mouth together. Her mouth was small, and juice flowed down the corners of her lips. Song Qingyou hurriedly grabbed the tissue, but she

Before he stretched out his hand, there were already two more tissues in front of him.

Song Qingyou had no choice but to take the two pieces of paper and wipe them together.

After eating, Song Qingyou forced out a smile: "Go and play with yourself."

Fu Wenzhou wanted to refute, but was frightened by Song Qingyou's look, and finally snorted coldly and went back to playing cards.

Tang Hanyan showed a victorious smile and turned to look at Song Qingyou: "Can I stay at your house today?"

She returned to the previous topic: "I just came to the capital, I am not familiar with the place, and I am not used to sleeping in a hotel. So, can I go to your house?"

When she talked to Song Qingyou, she lost all her arrogance and domineering attitude. Her tone and attitude were very gentle, which didn't sound offensive, but felt very cordial.

Song Qingyou wanted to refuse, but she couldn't say it in front of such a face. After thinking about it, she had many guest rooms at home to accommodate four people, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Then he agreed: "Well, as long as you don't dislike it."

Tang Hanyan shook his head: "I won't dislike it."

Song Qingyou found that she and Tang Hanyan were quite close, and Tang Hanyan was actually studying medicine. It was not obvious from her appearance. In addition to her surprise, Song Qingyou fell in love with the little girl in front of her even more.

After getting acquainted, Song Qingyou discovered that Tang Hanyan was not as cold and arrogant as she seemed on the surface. On the contrary, she talked a lot. Tang Hanyan always controlled the conversation between the two of them.

Fu Wenzhou sat on the sofa with a casual attitude, looking in the direction of Song Qingyou from time to time. When he saw Song Qingyou and Tang Hanyan chatting happily, a cold snort escaped from his nose.

Xu Zezhan heard this and joked: "This Tang Hanyan has a lot of background, so don't go against her."

The corner of Fu Wenzhou's mouth curled up with a hint of contempt: "Am I afraid of her?"

"You are not afraid." Xu Zezhan said: "But the Gu family still wants to marry the Tang family. Grandpa Gu is exhausted mentally and physically for this matter. If you lose your popularity and mess up this matter, you will see if Grandpa can cause trouble for you."

Fu Wenzhou frowned and asked Gu Bai, "Did your brother agree to this?"

Gu Bai played a card and said: "Of course he agreed. It's not like you don't know that my brother only sees the interests of the group. His marriage is destined to be a business marriage, and I don't think he cares at all."

Whether my future wife loves her or not, as long as it helps the company, that will be fine."

Fu Wenzhou didn't agree with his approach, but he didn't bother to criticize it. Everyone has his or her own path, and it's his or her own choice, and there's no need for others to say anything.

Xu Zezhan looked at Gu Bai, "Then she should stay at your house. Why should she go to Yalin Villa?"

Gu Bai immediately became interested and winked at Fu Wenzhou: "I think this girl seems to be very interested in your wife. Come back and don't let the city catch fire."

His tone of voice was unworthy of Qier's, and the listeners wanted to beat him.

Fu Wenzhou glanced at him and said, "Shut up if you can't speak."

Xu Zezhan smiled and said, "I think if she had this temper and married into the Gu family, your brother would probably suffer a lot."

Gu Bai said with a smile: "My brother is used to being in power at home, and he just lacks someone with such energy to rule him. I'm really curious about what it will be like when she meets my brother later."

Xu Zezhan said calmly: "Don't worry about others, take care of yourself first."

Gu Bai said unconvinced: "Fuck! What happened to me? If you didn't come to provoke me, I would be living a good life every day."

Xu Zezhan raised his eyebrows but did not respond to his words.

Gu Bai's words attracted some attention. He later realized that he had spilled the beans, and he was so annoyed that he pretended not to say anything and continued playing cards.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Fu Wenzhou put down his cards and said, "No more playing."

Gu Bai hadn't beaten enough yet, so he begged: "No, it's only half past nine, why are you in a hurry to go home?"

Fu Wenzhou chuckled: "A single like you naturally doesn't know why I'm in such a hurry to go home."

Gu Bai: "You don't discriminate against others."

Fu Wenzhou was too lazy to pay attention to him, picked up his coat and put it on his arms, and walked towards Song Qingyou: "Baby, I'm home."

Song Qingyou blushed and looked around shyly. Everyone looked at her jokingly.

She covered her lips and coughed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Why did this person call her baby in front of so many people?

Tang Hanyan also stood up and commented: "You are so greasy."

Fu Wenzhou: "???"

No, why does it feel greasy for him to call his wife "darling"?

This Tang Hanyan must have been sent by God specifically to piss him off!

The more Fu Wenzhou looked at Tang Hanyan, the more he disliked her. When he thought that she would stay at his home tonight, he felt even more unhappy. He raised his eyebrows and said mockingly: "Our temple is too small to accommodate a clay Buddha like Miss Tang. I see you

It’s better to find another place to live.”

Tang Hanyan laughed briefly: "Who wants to live in your house? I live in Song Qingyou's house."

Fu Wenzhou said: "There's half of me there too."

Tang Hanyan smiled but said: "Really? Didn't you sign the property transfer agreement? Doesn't everything under your name belong to Song Qingyou?"

Fu Wenzhou: "..."

Fu Wenzhou's face suddenly darkened, as cold as ice.

It was rare to see Fu Wenzhou deflated. Song Qingyou felt funny and felt sorry for him. She coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back first."
Chapter completed!