Chapter 131

"Go!" Leaving this word, Fu Ting turned to go inside with a cold face.

Ning Wan waved to anbai and ran quickly.

Fu Ting is standing at the door of the elevator. When Ning Wan comes in, he immediately presses the close button.

When the elevator door closed, Fu Ting's two big hands were on both sides of Ning Wan's head. Ning Wan leaned back silently, holding his breath and looking at Fu Ting, "President Fu, what What's up? "

"I didn't expect you to be so charming!" Fu Ting said coldly, his eyes fixed on Ning Wan's forehead.

Ning Wan unconsciously leaned his head against the wall of the elevator and whispered, "I can't compare with Fu Zong you."

"Hum!" Fu Ting sneers and slowly says, "an Bai of an's medical treatment, Liu Fangzheng, the successor of Liu's, and a Hebrew who praises you so much, you..."

"Liu Fang is the successor of Liu family?" Ning Wan only knows that Liu Fang is Mr. Liu's nephew, and he is still the heir of Liu family.

Fu Ting's eyes were cold. What was in the woman's mind?

"By the way, you just said," Hebrew to me... "

"Liu didn't have a son and a half. He wanted Liu Fangzheng to inherit Liu's industry." Before Liu Fangzheng entered the company, he used the relationship between the company's shareholders. Fu Ting only knew Liu Fangzheng's real identity tonight.

Ning Wan can't help but "scratch" Liu Fangzheng. Liu Fangzheng is the heir of Liu family, but he likes to work in a nightclub. It's amazing.

Fu Tingjia shrinks in Ning Wan's arm, and raises Ning Wan's chin with a big hand. "Ning Wan, do you hear the point?"

"Is Hebrew praising me? Then can I ask him... " Ning Wan is immersed in the beauty that is appreciated by idols. Her eyes are drifting and she looks down and chuckles.

"No!" Fu Ting looked at Ning Wan's red lips, and could not help but approach them slowly.

Fu Ting's lips brushed the hair on Ning Wan's head, and a trace of reason finally returned.

"President Fu, this is my private life. You have no right..."

"I don't think you want to study in France." Fu Ting is always able to grasp Ning Wan accurately. Noticing Ning Wan's expression like falling ice cave, he can't help smiling. "If you don't go, it depends on your own performance."

Ning Wan frowned at Fu ting and tried to suppress his anger. "I didn't expect Fu would always be like this."

The elevator door opened at this time, and Fu Ting stood up straight and walked out, "go and pour me a cup of coffee first."

Ning Wan would like to greet Fu Ting's ancestor for the 18th generation. He fell into the tea room and poured a cup of instant coffee and brought it to Fu Ting's office. "President Fu, you want the coffee."

Fu Ting, as if unheard of, moved his hands quickly on the computer keyboard.

Ning Wan stood at the table, waited for a while, but he couldn't help but ask: "President Fu, what's the work tonight?"

"Make minutes."

"What?" Ning Wanqiang pressed down the dissatisfaction in his heart, "if I have finished the minutes, I can go back to have a rest."

"If you have time, you can go back to rest."

Fu Ting's video conference started at 1 a.m. and lasted until 3:35 a.m.

Ning Wan's eyelids were fighting all the time. At the end of the meeting, he closed his eyes unconsciously.

Fu Ting rose, rubbing his eyebrows and heart, and saw Ning Wan leaning on the chair, with different emotions in his eyes.

He gently stooped to pick up Ning Wan, put it in front of the sofa, and then took the sheet to cover her.

"Who told you to take Ning Xiuyu away from the old house without a word?" It took Fu ting a lot of effort to appease the old man. His anger was hard to calm down, so he took Ning wan to the company in the middle of the night.

"Xiuyu is my son My son... "

Ning Wan in her sleep is very lovely. Her long eyelashes tremble a little. It seems that a rope tightly hooks Fu Ting's heart.

"Yes, it's your son, maybe It's my son. "

"It's not..." Ning Wan mumbles and turns his back to Fu ting.

Fu Ting's hand was raised and lowered, and finally he clenched his fist and fell behind him.

With a crisp sound, Ning Wan wakes up from a dream.

Fu Ting is sitting on the sofa. He has two feet on his knees. He seems to be ready to get up. His mobile phone accidentally lands on the ground and makes a noise.

Ning Wan shakes her head, and Fu Ting's knees are familiar with her feet. After a few seconds, she finally reacts and hurriedly takes back her legs and feet.

Fu Ting's face didn't show any embarrassment. He stood up in front of him and said, "clean up and go downstairs in 15 minutes."

When the door closed, Ning Wan's cheeks were red from inside to outside. A few hours ago, her bipod was sleeping in Fu Ting's lap?

The hall on the first floor is very quiet. Even the security guards are standing by and dozing off.

Ning Wan hurried past, keeping his voice down and trying not to disturb the security guard who was sleeping on the chair. "President Fu, it's really not easy to be an employee of your company. It's not easy to often work overtime all night, but also to be treated as inhuman by someone.""Even if it's not easy, there's a crowd coming in."

Ning Wan said in a small voice, holding a breath in his heart, "if it wasn't for the agreement between your company and the school, I wouldn't come here."

When the car came over, Fu Ting sat in without expression. "Now you can't help it."

Outside, the sky was light, the street lights were still on, and there were few vehicles on the road.

Ning Wan took a look at the dim scenery, yawned and sat in the car all day long. "I can't help it, but I don't sell it to Fu all my life." Otherwise she will regret her death.

Fu Ting sat in the car and kept his eyes closed. "If you continue to treat your boss with this attitude, I can consider letting you stay at Fu's for the rest of your life."

"President Fu, you can spare me." Ning Wan was leaning on the door, half closed his eyes. "If I keep going like this, I may not live to be 30 years old."

The security guard at the door had already woken up and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead when the car disappeared.

In the car, Fu Ting noticed Ning Wansheng's irresistible expression. There was a smile from the bottom of his heart on the glass. "No, I can't live more than 40 years old."

"Fu Ting, you..."

"How dare you call the boss's name?"

Fu Ting's dark eyes looked past, which made Ning Wan tremble in her heart. She quickly changed her words and said with a smile, "where are you going to take me, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Ting closed his eyes again and said nothing.

Ning Wan makes a grimace at Fu Ting, pouts her lips and closes her eyes. She will know when she arrives.

The car drove all the way to the distance until it stopped at a coastline.

Some people are walking by the sea, others are picking up shells. Gentle sea breeze, fine sand, unspeakable quiet and beautiful.

The drowsy on the body has already left, Ning Wan hurries down, takes off his shoes and runs on the beach. Running far away, a golden light rose slowly from the shore.

The deep blue sea has changed into a kind of color, with red light in gold, shining, very beautiful.

The sun came out of the sea and slowly lit up the whole coastline.

"So beautiful..." Ning Wan, with his red lips open, said blankly, "Mr. Fu, I didn't expect that you were so kind to your employees that you would show me the sunrise."