"Mr. Fu, is it over now?" Zhang Hongbo glanced at the distance, looked at Fu Ting again, and asked the man's opinion in a low voice.

Fu Ting raised his hand and smoked silently.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and there is another layer on the ground. Fu ting and Zhang Hongbo followed Ning Wan and an Qing without saying a word.

Along the way, Ning Wan followed Anqing, enjoying the beautiful scenery, but in his mind was the man.

"Are you hungry?" Anqing blinked. "There's a restaurant over there. Shall we go to have some food?"

Ning Wan answers, and they go together. After sitting down, Ning Wan received a call from Guan Pengyang.

"Pengyang."

Hearing the name of Guan Pengyang from Ning Wan, an Qing immediately put up her ears and looked like a gossip.

Not far away, Fu Ting heard Ning Wan's voice over there, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"Don't be angry," said Zhang Hongbo, "maybe it's OK for Guan to call."

Fu Ting's face was overcast, and his cold air seemed to be a little colder than the snow.

Standing beside him, Zhang Hongbo rubbed his hands silently. The Spring Festival is not over yet. What is this?

On the phone, Guan Pengyang inquired about Ning Wan's situation, and Ning Wan simply said a few words.

After dinner, Ning Wan and an Qing continue to stroll around the ancient city. Fu ting and Zhang Hongbo follow until the afternoon.

When they were about to find out where to have dinner, Guan Pengyang called again.

Ning Wan looks at the caller ID, and at this time an Qing says, "take it, by the way, ask him if he knows the man named Feng Nan."

"Good." Ning Wan answers the phone, "Pengyang, what's up?"

"I don't know what's wrong with a design drawing. I always feel that the aesthetic feeling is not enough. Can you help me see it?"

Since it is a problem in this regard, Ning Wan immediately agreed, "yes. Send me wechat. By the way, do you know a man named Feng Nan? "

"Feng Nan? Which Feng Nan? "

"Are there several Fengnan?"

In the phone came Guan Pengyang's chuckle, "there are two Fengnan in this city, one is..."

Ning Wan reported song Siqin's University, Guan Pengyang said: "you are talking about Feng Nan, who I met several times at the party. He is a good brother of a friend of mine. We also played together. If you want to know him, I can recommend him to you."

"Yes, thank you."

After hanging up for a few minutes, Ning Wan saw a message from Guan Pengyang on wechat: Mr. Feng is now inspecting the company's business, waiting for him to come back to introduce you.

Mr. Feng? Ning Wan shows her mobile phone to Anqing. Anqing and Ning wan say together: "it's not that person, is it?"

"Let's go back now, maybe we can find him."

Two people turn around in a hurry, meet a flesh wall suddenly.

Fu Ting clenched his fist tightly. If Guan Pengyang had nothing to do with Ning Wan, how could he make several calls a day. Do you believe her too much?

At this time, Anqing has shouted, "Fu Ting?"

Ning Wan slowly raised his head, saw his gloomy and angry eyes, could not help but stand up and back a few steps, how did he come?

Fu Ting's tall and straight figure was a little stiff, and he closed his mouth and didn't speak.

Ning Wan stood awkwardly, not daring to step forward or back. Because just now she obviously saw that when she retreated, Fu Ting had an impulse to kill people in his eyes.

"Has Fu always had breakfast? Sit down and eat together? " Anqing waves to the two people in front of him, "and assistant Zhang, together."

Zhang Hongbo takes a look at Fu Ting secretly and secretly gestures to an Qing to ask her not to speak.

All of a sudden, Fu Ting beat Ning Wan up.

"What are you doing?" An Qing is more anxious than Ning Wan, shouting.

Zhang Hongbo pulls in an Qing, who is going crazy. "We should not be involved in other people's couple's affairs. Where does miss an want to go? I'll be with you. "

"This..."

"Let's go, let's go." Zhang Hongbo pushes an Qing half to one side.

Anqing looks back at Zhang Wangning, but she still feels uneasy. However, Zhang Hongbo is also right. It's the matter of the couple. It's not good if you mix in yourself.

"If you always dare to bully Ning Wan, I can't spare you!" Anqing then points to Zhang Hongbo, "and you! Remember? "

Zhang Hongbo nodded repeatedly, "you can rest assured that it's too late for us to bully Ning Wan."

Two people gradually go far, Fu Ting is holding an Qing to the street deep.

Ning Wan didn't know what made Fu Ting angry, and didn't dare to speak or make a sound easily. He just bit his lips and held Fu Ting's Lapel tightly with his thin fingers for fear of falling down.

When he bowed his head, Fu Ting saw Ning Wan, whose face was gray with fear in his arms. He swore, "Damn it!"

"You What are you calling me for? " Although Ning Wan was afraid, she asked with pursed lips."What do you say?" Fu Ting said gloomily and continued to stride forward.

Some people in the street saw the tall man holding the beautiful woman with a strong momentum, and couldn't help looking at him more.

"Where are you taking me?" Ning Wan didn't want to be seen like this, I asked in a man's arms.

Fu Ting went on without saying a word.

More than ten minutes later, Fu Ting came to a hotel and went upstairs with Ning Wan regardless of the eyes of the staff.

Open the door, close the door, the action is crisp.

Next second, Ning Wan felt that he had been thrown to bed.

"Ah!" Ning Wan let out a light shout, and finally stood up to see the past, and saw Fu Ting coming step by step.

Fu Ting fidgetily tugged at his tie, his eyes fixed on Ning Wan like a cheetah, as if to swallow her into his stomach.

As he gets closer and closer, Ning Wan sees red blood in his eyes, and light dark circles around his eyes. Does he have a good rest?

"Are you only happy if you always provoke me?" Fu Ting hooked his lips, but his face was cold.

Ning Wan's hand grasped the clothes consciously and held on to the soft bed with one hand, slowly retreated.

A few seconds later, she almost fell to the ground.

The man roared like thunder, "you dare to step back and try again!"

Ning Wan purses his lips. What does he want to do? She didn't understand him any more.

Fu Ting, with a handsome black face, walked up to Ning Wan with a big step and gave out a light hum from his nose.

Ning Wan's nerves were tense. The two were close before. Now she was afraid of his approach.

"You have to What do you want to do? "

Fu Ting's hands propped up beside her, locked Ning Wan in front of her chest and smiled coldly, "are you afraid of me?"

Ning Wan pursed her lips and said, "you look like this, everyone will be afraid of you!"

"Ha ha..." Fu Ting smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. His eyes became colder and colder

What is he talking about? Ning Wan stared at the past.

Those bright eyes with a little timid, but also with a little cold and angry, see a man's eyes flash.