Chapter 110

High end restaurant, beautiful light music.

The room is bright and clean, and the table is set with exquisite food. The fragrance is filled. People sit in chairs and enjoy delicious breakfast.

Fu Ting hasn't come to the door yet. There are already waiters to greet him.

"Are you two, sir or Madam?"

Fu Ting nodded coldly.

Ning Wan was really wondering. Didn't he come out to talk about work? How can I get to breakfast? Smelling the food, Ning Wan could not help swallowing the saliva in his mouth.

"What can I do for you, sir or Madam?"

Fu Ting didn't look at the menu. He seemed to be very familiar with it. He casually ordered a few and began to hold a video conference.

In less than ten minutes, fresh croissants and sliced bread have been served, followed by hot soup with strong aroma and fresh vegetable salad and fruit.

After all, Fu Ting put away the tablet and ate it gracefully.

"Mr. Fu, don't you wait for customers?"

Fu Ting looked cold and said in a low voice, "you can wait."

Ning Wan suddenly had a strange idea in his heart. Could Fu Ting bring himself to breakfast? Thinking of this possibility, she shook her head in a hurry. No, he should not be so kind.

"Do you wait until the food is cold?" Fu Ting pauses.

Food in front, plus Fu Ting has so reminded, Ning Wan hurried to eat.

With the warm bread, Ning Wan's "resentment" to Fu Ting is not so deep.

Fu Ting raised his arm and a waiter came immediately.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

"Another croissant for this lady."

"No, I can't eat." Ning Wan had a hard time swallowing the things in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with bread crumbs.

Fu Ting raised his long arm and wiped away the residue of Ning Wan's mouth. His eyes flashed an imperceptible smile.

Ning Wan is a little confused. Fu Ting's temperature is still in his lips

"Sir, you are very considerate to your girlfriend."

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Ning Wan Gang just picked up a glass of juice, all spray out. When the white tablecloth got wet, Ning Wan became more embarrassed. "I'm sorry..."

"You go down first."

After the waiter left, Fu Ting handed over a tissue to help Ning Wan wipe it.

Ning Wan took a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth gently. "Mr. Fu, I can do it myself."

Fu Ting's hand stayed in the air and fell heavily.

Thinking of what Ning Xiuyu once said, Ning Wan felt it necessary to talk with Fu ting. Only when he and Ning Yu got married, can Fang Yun and Ning Yu stop.

"President Fu, can I ask you a very private question?"

Fu Ting looked coldly. "Since it's private, you don't have to ask."

Ning Wan said with a smile, "in the past, Fu always asked me a lot of questions, but now I ask you a few questions, don't you suffer?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"How long have you been with Ning Yu?" Ning Wan intends to gradually make fu Ting realize the "importance" of Ning Yu.

Fu Ting frowned, his pupils glowing coldly. "Next question."

"In fact, I know that you and Ning yu should have been together for about four years, right?" Ning Wan carefully observed Fu Ting's face, and saw that he had been kept in a cold and quiet state. He said, "generally, when couples get together with you, they can walk into the palace of marriage and develop a perfect marriage life."

"Has the state just promulgated a regulation? Require couples to be married after more than four years in love? "

Ning Wan took a sip of water and said, "I should I don't think so. "

"That's Miss Ning who loves her sister so much that she decides to plan happiness for her sister?"

"No..." Ning Wan asked herself how much she hated Ning Yu, but if she didn't disturb her life, she would never make trouble.

Fu Ting gave out a cold laugh, "or miss Ning was instructed by others to ask me to marry her?"

"Not at all." Ning Wan slowly lowered his head.

"Perhaps Miss Ning thinks she needs to care about her boss's love and marriage life, so that's why?"

Ning Wan shook his head repeatedly. "No."

"Since they are not, I can't think why Miss Ning cares so much about me!"

Ning Wan's shoulders are down, and she wants to hit the table. Fu Ting is so difficult to deal with. How can I urge him to marry Ning Yu?

"President Fu, it's like this......"

Fu Ting silently watched Ning Wan and listened.

"A few days ago, I heard from a friend of mine that there are many people pursuing Ning Yu. I'm thinking that if Fu doesn't work harder, Ning Yu will be chased away by others. "

"If what you said is true, she will not come to the company to report every day, let alone mention it in front of me." Fu Ting folded his hands on his chest and looked at Ning Wan thoughtfully. "So if you're not cheated, it's your friend who lies, or maybe you're completely lying."Ning Wan couldn't hang on his face and drank water again.

The waiter came up. "Miss, do you need more water?"

"Yes, thank you." Ning Wan didn't know how to answer Fu Ting's words, so she had to pick up a piece of fruit and put it in her mouth, chew it slowly, and ponder how to answer it.

"With my understanding of Miss Ning, Miss Ning should be disgusted with her. Today, she has to match me with her. What's her intention?"

The fruit in the mouth stuck in the throat, very uncomfortable.

Ning Wan stretched his neck and swallowed it very hard. "Anyway, Ning Yu and I are also half sisters. It's normal for my sister to care about her."

"It's rare for me to have a big sister like you."

"Mr. Fu, I'm not for Ning Yu, but for my father."

Fu Ting sneered. "If you said it was for uncle Ning, maybe I will believe it."

"President Fu, what is the reason why you and Ning Yu have been dating for so many years but have been reluctant to get engaged and get married?" Ning Wan was not afraid of the cold in Fu Ting's eyes, and his eyes were burning.

"You are just a small intern in the company. Why should I answer this question?"

"How can you answer me?" Ning Wan's momentum is not diminished, and his voice is a little cold.

Fu Ting got up from the chair and leaned over with his big body bent. A big hand grasped Ning Wan's jaw and blocked a piece of light. "If you ask me, I can tell you."

In order to ask for Fu Ting's help, Ning Wan thought it unnecessary, and coldly pushed Fu Ting's hand, "President Fu, please let go." These are people all around. If people see them, they will be talked about.

Fu Ting was motionless and looked at Ning Wan as if he were looking at the prey. "I have answered so many questions. Should you answer me a question?"

Fu Ting, a close-up friend, filled Ning Wan with a sense of oppression and stammered, "what What's the problem? "

"Who is Ning Xiuyu's father?"

Ning Wan suddenly lost the ability to speak after a physical meal.

Fu Ting propped up his hand at the table, covered Ning Wan's chin, and stroked her trembling lips. His eyes were cold. "If you tell me, I can answer the question you just asked, how about it?"