As the top wealthy family in the coastal area, the Jiang family covers an area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters. There is a huge garden in the backyard of the manor. It takes twenty minutes to walk all the way from the front hall path.

Jiang Xun glanced at the man next to him who exuded the aura of being a stranger, and said expressionlessly: "Why agree to it if you don't want to come."

Fu Wenzhou's back stiffened, but he returned to normal after a while, with a cold face and said nothing.

Jiang Xun still had the same indifferent tone: "You want to test her with me, but unfortunately she doesn't care at all. Are you saying that you are just looking for trouble for yourself?"

"Are you finished?" Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark and his tone was as cold as ice.

Jiang Xun looked him up and down, and the smile in his eyes was intriguing: "Fu Wenzhou, you and I have known each other since childhood. Although we haven't had much contact with each other over the years, we know each other somewhat. Why didn't I notice that you were so..."

She didn't say the rest. Fu Wenzhou was an obedient puppy in front of Song Qingyou, but in front of others he was a mad dog that caught and bit anyone. Jiang Xun didn't want to anger him.

Looking at the other party's increasingly gloomy expression, Jiang Xun paused and said, "To deal with Song Qingyou's temperament, who always looks at gains and losses and cares about costs, you have to be more ruthless if you want to push."

Fu Wenzhou's face became even more ugly: "Who do you think cares?"

Jiang Xun usually works steadily and has a calm personality, but now she is really speechless.

What Liang Muchuan said is absolutely correct, this mad dog has a love brain.

The focus is different from ordinary people.

Jiang Xun chuckled: "Fu Wenzhou, you deserve to be picked on."

Fu Wenzhou stared at her with a puzzled expression: "What exactly do you want to say."

Jiang Xun: "You want to change the current situation between you and Song Qingyou and make her admit you. It's very simple. Then try how much weight you have in her heart."

Fu Wenzhou frowned, "For example?"

Jiang Xun looked past him, not far behind Fu Wenzhou, and the corners of his lips curled up, "For example, to make her jealous."

After she finished speaking, she stepped forward and moved closer to Fu Wenzhou. Viewed from behind, this posture looked like a kiss.

Fu Wenzhou pushed her away violently, his voice so cold that it seemed to freeze: "Jiang Xun, do you want to die?"

Jiang Xun said with unclear meaning: "I am helping you. If there is any progress with her, remember to give me some cooperation on Fu's projects when I go to the capital."

Fu Wenzhou said impatiently: "Stay away from me."

Jiang Xun's expression did not change, and he cursed stupidly in his heart.

There was a cold wind blowing in the back alley of the garden. Fu Wenzhou frowned deeply. Youyou's down jacket was still in the car. Would it be cold if she wore so little?

When he thought that Song Qingyou would be cold, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Fu Wenzhou turned back with a cold face. When he arrived at the front hall, he was told that Song Qingyou had left.

He was stunned, didn't he even wait for him?

The bottom of Fu Wenzhou's eyes was so dark that he could not see the bottom.

At the door of Jiang's house.

Song Chang sat in the driver's seat and coughed dryly and said, "Why didn't Mr. Fu come out with you?"

Song Qingyou's eyes were cool and her voice was cold: "He's not coming."

"Shall we go then?"

Song Qingyou said nothing, looking at the huge manor in front of her, her expression became even colder.

Song Chang didn't know whether to leave or wait, but if the lady didn't let him drive, he probably wouldn't leave, right?

Fortunately, within a few minutes, a tall figure appeared at the door.

Song Chang said hurriedly: "Miss, Mr. Fu is out."

Song Qingyou suddenly said: "Uncle Chang, drive."

"Ah?" Song Chang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the young lady seemed different from usual. He had been with Song Qingyou for many years and had already figured out her temperament.

Every time she gets angry, her tone becomes colder when she speaks.

Although the difference was very small, Song Chang could still feel it. He guessed that the young lady and Mr. Fu were at odds.

Song Qingyou frowned, and the depression in her heart became even more intense. In front of her eyes was the lingering scene of two people embracing and kissing in the garden.

Her heart suddenly hurt, she covered her chest and repeated in a cold voice: "Drive."

Song Chang did not dare to disobey and started the car first when Fu Wenzhou came here in a hurry.

Alas, I was obviously waiting for him, but I waited for him and then left.

Song Chang sighed and glanced at the poor little Mr. Fu in the rearview mirror.

The vehicle left a trail of smoke in the cold wind. Fu Wenzhou froze on the spot and did not move. The cold and biting north wind blew against his face, and he seemed not to notice it.

Song Qingyou kept coughing in the car, and her internal organs were about to come out. Taking medicine did not help. Song Chang was so anxious that she didn't know why she suddenly became like this when she was fine just now.

"I'll call Mr. Fu." Song Chang said worriedly. Over the past few days, he has formed a habit of notifying Mr. Fu whenever the young lady feels unwell. In his impression, as long as Mr. Fu is around, the young lady's heart is at ease.

Diseases rarely occur.

Song Qingyou felt dizzy from coughing, and her temples hurt suddenly. Despite this, she still refused intermittently: "Don't... cough... tell... cough... him... cough..."

Song Chang had no choice but to speed up the car and send the person back to the hotel first.

Song Qingyou lay curled up in a ball on the bed, her heart throbbing and having difficulty breathing. She had never felt that the air was so thin.

Song Chang wanted to see a doctor, but Song Qingyou refused.

In fact, he also knew that it was useless to see a doctor for the young lady's illness.

Song Qingyou's face was horribly pale, her fingertips were white, she was clutching the sheets tightly, and she kept coughing one after another without stopping.

Suddenly, she heard rapid footsteps.
Chapter completed!