Chapter 518

I don't know why, when I heard Wang Qiong say "your husband", Fu Zhiran's heart flashed a trace of sweetness.

Wang Qiong continued to say, "so it's not a rumor. You've been sleeping by Xinghong boss. You've been hidden by your husband. It's also a hidden rule."

This guy, a dog can't spit out ivory.

Fu Zhiran stares at Wang Qiong with a black face, "Wang Qiong, you go away for me. There's not a nice word."

What are the hidden rules? She has the strength, OK.

Now the Internet novel IP is popular. Before LAN Jingyan, her book has been very popular. She has accumulated a group of small fans. OK, selling copyright is a matter of time.

Does she need hidden rules? Really.

Wang Qiong nodded, "OK, OK, I won't say it. You go on sleeping. I'll follow up your gossip."

With that, she turned and walked to the bedroom, brushing her microblog while walking.

Fu Zhiran turned a white eye to her back, "boring."

Then she turned around, yawned, went back to bed, pulled on the quilt and covered her head, ready to go back to sleep.

"Isn't Xinghong your husband also the biggest shareholder..."

"It's a hidden rule to be hidden by your husband..."

Fu Zhiran closed her eyes and suddenly recalled what Wang Qiong had said.

Mind out of control was disturbed, not a little sleepy.

She tossed and turned in the quilt and couldn't sleep, but she had a terrible headache.

"Fu Zhiran, you are not hidden by the rules."

Fu Zhiran lifted the quilt, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, said to himself, and then simply magnanimous to think.

After a while of wishful thinking, sleepiness came again.

When she woke up again, it was already after 12 o'clock. Manzhan started at 2 o'clock, not far from the hotel. After washing, Fu Zhiran ordered a meal to her room and finished it without panic.

She was just getting ready to go out.

Now the weather is still a little cold, and the clothes she wears are relatively thick. She only brings two sets, one for leisure and the other for literature and art.

These days she is wearing more casual, today to participate in the exhibition, she put on the art of that.

White shirt, with a knitted sweater, light blue jeans, black sports shoes.

Literature and art are fresh and fresh.

After changing clothes, she simply put a layer of BB cream on her face to cover her haggard face because she didn't sleep well these days.

"Didn't you go to the show?"

Fu Zhiran just packed up and ready to go out. Wang Qiong came back with a lot of snacks in her hand.

Fu Zhiran didn't see her when she got up. She was ready to call and ask where she had gone. Now she doesn't have to ask. She must have gone shopping.

"Yes." She nodded her head and put on the BB Cream cover in her hand.

Then walk out of the bedroom.

Wang Qiong followed her and asked, "just dress like this?"

Fu Zhiran said: "to participate in the exhibition is not to participate in the banquet. You can't wear anything you like."

"Yes, too." Wang Qiong nodded and looked at Fu Zhiran, joking, "anyway, you have a face value, you are beautiful, you has the final say."

Fu Zhiran didn't bother to pay attention to her. She went to the sofa, picked up her bag and went to the door.

Wang Qiong followed her and said, "today, take more photos."

Fu Zhiran frowned, "what's good to shoot."

She's going to the exhibition. Do you want to make some comics for her?