Fu Ting smiled, but did not answer.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu drinks slowly, so I won't be able to help you." If there is an instant transfer of this spell, Ning Wan wants to disappear in front of Fu Ting immediately.

"You don't want that shop?"

Rather than that shop, Ning Wan wanted to stand in front of Fu ting in a more upright way. "I have other ways."

"Ha ha..." Fu Ting's hand was on his chin, and his whole body was burning with wine? I'm afraid that will disappoint you. "

Looking at this city, Fu Ting is not the only one who has such a shop. Ning Wan thinks that as long as he looks hard, he will find the right one.

Fu Ting looked at Ning Wan with no squint. "Don't you want to ask someone else? Your plan is going to be wrong. No one is willing to rent the shop to you. "

"You did it?"

Fu Ting shook his glass and chuckled, "I just remind you not to fight me."

"Just?" Ning Wan trembled with rage, grabbed the glass in front of her and threw it at Fu Zheng.

The pale yellow liquid flowed from Fu Ting's head to the bridge of his nose and chin. His embarrassed appearance surprised many people.

Several women saw it and immediately took a tissue to wipe it for him.

"No!" Fu Ting wiped his hands and looked at the woman in front of him coldly. "It's no use throwing you at me. You still can't rent a shop."

Ning Wan grasped the bag in his hand and looked at him like a demon. "Do you think it's interesting to target me like this? If you think so, whatever! "

Never give Fu ting a chance to talk again, Ning Wanqi rushes out of the bar.

Tonight's weather is very cold. There are not many pedestrians on the road. With the lesson from the last time, Ning Wan plans to take a taxi to the place where he has dinner.

All the taxis were carrying people. Some private cars stopped to chat with Ning Wan. She didn't dare to get on, so she waited for more than ten minutes.

Didi -

Ning Wan thought that he was a chat up person again, but he didn't look up and pretended to look at his mobile phone with his head down.

A familiar and gentle voice of a man from the car, "euphemism."

"Pengyang?" Ning Wan smiled. "Why are you here?"

"I'm matching customers around here. I just met you. Get in the car and I'll see you off." With that, Guan Pengyang has come down from the car and helped Ning Wan open the front passenger's door.

On the other side, Fu Ting, who had been splashed with wine, came out of the bar, stood at the door smoking cigarettes and looked at the passers-by standing on the side of the road, and watched her sit in someone else's car.

Fu Ting sneered and threw the smoke on the ground.

With a sneer, he strode across and held Ning Wan's wrist tightly.

Rather Wan eats pain, frowns back, "what are you doing?"

Guan Pengyang holds the door with one hand and looks at Fu Ting quietly. "Mr. Fu, I remember that you and Wan Wan Wan have divorced."

"Can't be friends after divorce?"

There are not many people who can become friends after divorce. At this stage, Ning Wan doesn't think he can become friends with Fu ting.

Fu Ting pulled Ning wan to one side, "take me back."

Guan Pengyang comes forward and holds Ning Wan's other hand. Fu Ting's eyes are set in the place where Guan Pengyang contacts Ning Wan. "You don't want this hand?"

"President Fu, since I'm back, I'm not afraid of your threats and lures."

"Ha ha, the last time you left, you framed me for threatening you to leave. This time, you said something about coercion and inducement. Did you get the delusion of being killed?"

Guan Pengyang's face remained unchanged. "I have my reasons for saying these things. Don't I have to be so clear?"

"Whatever you say!" Fu Ting sneers, pushes Peng Yang's hand forward and drags Ning wan to stride forward.

The disappointed Guan Pengyang wants to catch up with him. Seeing Ning Wan shake his head gently, he can't help but slow down.

When he came to Fu Ting's car, Ning Wan got freedom and rubbed his wrist and asked, "what are you bringing me here for?"

"Take me back."

"You can find a valet!" Rather Wan dislikes.

Fu Ting doesn't give Ning Wan a chance to refute. He opens the door of the driver's seat and pushes Ning Wan in. He sits in the passenger seat.

"Go!" Fu Ting held his arms in both hands and closed his eyes.

Ning Wan's heart is unwilling, and there is no way to do it. He spits out his tongue at Fu Ting, who has closed his eyes, but starts the car.

Familiar with the road to the direction of Fu House, Ning Wan's heart is more and more unpleasant.

The mansion is still magnificent, like a huge Castle standing on the ground.

Ning Wan stopped the car and got off. "Goodbye."

Under a big tree at the gate stood a woman in a black coat. Because of the relationship between the light silhouette and the hurry to go, Ning Wan didn't notice.

"My sister sent you back."

Ning Wan's body, which had already turned around, stopped, and went on. I'll take a taxi at the roadside later. If I'm lucky, I should be able to get a taxi soon.

"Sister, are you going now? Don't go in and sit down? " Song Siqin, holding her stomach and looking like a pregnant woman, came unsteadily."No need." Ning Wan goes on with his back to song Siqin.

Song Siqin covered his mouth and giggled, "did my sister do something bad? So I left in such a hurry? "

Ning Wan stopped and slowly turned around. "If you don't do something bad, you should ask your man."

Fu Ting's eyes were choppy and seemed to be about to rage.

"I naturally believe in my man." Song Siqin's mouth was wide open and he held Fu Ting's arm tightly.

Fu Ting didn't push her away. Her eyes were full of rage and stared at Ning Wan.

"You can believe it. Goodbye." Ning Wan can't see Fu ting and song Siqin standing in front of her with hands in their wrists. This kind of torture is more painful than letting her bow to Fu ting.

Song Siqin smiled softly and made a pretentious voice. "Sister is here. Why don't you go in and have a cup of coffee?" Seeing that Ning Wan didn't speak, she said, "Xiuyu will be very happy to know that you are here."

"No more."

"Is my sister so afraid to come in? You are Xiuyu's mother, and Ting is Xiuyu's father. Do we have to be old and die in such a relationship? "

Ning Wan is biting his jaw and nodding after a struggle. She will go out for a week tomorrow. Before she leaves, she also wants to see Xiuyu.

Song Siqin looses Fu Ting's arm and comes up, grabs Ning Wan's arm. "Sister, I'll take you in."

This is a place that Ning Wan is familiar with. Now Song Siqin has brought it in. The taste of it can be imagined.

"When spring comes, we are going to change the flower house over there into my studio," song Siqin said happily as he walked slowly forward. "There is also the open space in the East. We want to build a children's Park. When children grow up, they can enjoy the facilities of the playground at home. We are very happy to think about it. There is also..."

"Wutong and maple trees are so ugly. We plan to replace them with phoenix trees. Let's think about how romantic it is to walk on the Wutong leaves in autumn."

Hundreds of meters of road, Ning Wan's ear has been song Siqin's noisy voice.

Two maids came out of the room and happened to meet Ning Wan and song Siqin.

They looked at each other, stooped down and said, "good madam."

Song Siqin gently raised his arm, "bring Miss Song a cup of good coffee."

"OK, let's go." The two maids were busy disappearing in front of the three.