Wenqiao took a sip of champagne, and his expression was very cold: "in that case, Mr. he shouldn't ask me out. It's a waste of my time."

Teresa almost covered wenjo's mouth. Miss Wen, don't be so careless. You don't know what kind of cruel and inhuman devil is sitting opposite you.

He xihuai laughed again. For a short dinner, he laughed twice, and Teresa's heart almost stopped.

"Is this still my fault?"

Wenqiao put down his knife and fork: "since Mr. He doesn't have any information for me, I won't be with you."

Finish saying, take out the napkin on the leg cushion, put on the table, get up, natural and unrestrained leave.

Teresa's most envious temperament was her free and unrestrained personality.

He xihuai's smile was cold on her face. Teresa quickly said a good word for Wenqiao: "don't tell her the same thing, sir. She is still young and not very sensible."

The knife and fork dropped on the plate, making a crisp and harsh voice: "I am angry?"

Teresa was afraid to speak.

The man's slender fingers picked up the napkin, wiped the corner of his mouth, the napkin was thrown on the table, the man's voice was deep, with some imperceptible satisfaction: "and I really like."

Wenjo went to the house where he lived.

"Do you know Xiaojia, a restaurant tycoon?"

Fu Nanli is checking the mail, press the mouse's hand for a moment, "Xiao family? Is it the fourth one? "

"Well, the fourth one who can donate blood to me is the four sons of the Xiao family."

Fu Nanli stopped completely and looked suspiciously: "the Fu family and the Xiao family have nothing to do with each other, but the Xiao family is also a well-known family in Haicheng. There are not only catering industry, but also a lot of industries. Xiao Liangyan was also a playboy when he was young. He divorced twice. He had three wives, nine children and three sons. I have never heard of his four sons."

"No?"

Fu Nanli jaw head: "really not."

Although not familiar with the Xiao family, but this point he can be sure of.

"I'll go to Xiao's tomorrow and ask," Wen said

"I'll give the Xiao family a letter of worship."

Don't say that in Haicheng, it is in the whole country. Who will not give the face of master Fu?

However, the Xiao family did not give him this face, and returned to the post directly, saying that Mr. Xiao was not well recently and was in bed.

Wenqiao saw the reply and raised his eyebrows: "is he sick? That's not a good time. I'm a doctor. I can go and see him. "

Facts have proved that Wenqiao is still too naive in terms of social sophistication. People are not really sick, but an excuse to refuse. However, Fu Nanli could not bear to expose the cruel facts directly in front of her, or sent her another invitation.

There soon returned a letter to Fu Nanli, saying that he did not have any major problems, that is, he needed to rest.

This Wenqiao is to see, Xiao Liangyan in perfunctory her, just don't want to meet.

"It's probably because his father just passed away recently, so he's not in a good mood to see guests."

Wenjo quipped, "wait a minute, then."

That's the only way.

On the other hand, Zhonghuan group encountered an incident. In the morning, Fuchuan took a stack of materials and entered Fu Nanli's office: "you and Yuan's family are predestined."

"What do you mean?"

Fu Chuan put the information in his hand: "the yuan Er Shao, who refused to help us, has returned to Haicheng."

Fu Nanli's eyes were indifferent: "what did he do back to Haicheng?"