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Moreover, he was certain that the woman he liked was always a buxom girl like Song Qinglan. However, his body would not have any reaction when faced with Song Qing Lan's delicate and pitiful appearance, as well as the approach of Song Qing Lan's cautious body.

On the other hand, he could not control what happened to Song Wanqing.

Previously, although he had a night with Song Wanqing, he did not lose control even then.

Absolutely not!

Fu Yanting turned on the water as he poured it all over his body. It took him a while to calm down.

In the future, he must be careful not to be attracted to this woman. Absolutely not!

Song Wanqing could not remember when she fell asleep because she did not cover herself with the blanket. She got up the next day to catch a cold.

After getting up, she got dressed and prepared to go downstairs. As she passed Fu Yating's room, she couldn't help but glance at him. The door was tightly shut, without the slightest movement. It was unknown whether Fu Yating had woken up or not.

He sighed and went straight down the stairs from the door.

When they arrived downstairs, they found that the Old Master and Fu Yating were already seated at the dining table. However, their expressions were extremely solemn. Obviously, the two of them had already quarreled about something just now.

Song Wanqing hesitated for a moment before finally opening her mouth.

"Grandpa, Yan Ting, good morning."

The tense expression on the Fu family's old patriarch's face eased up slightly.

"Little girl, come quickly, come eat breakfast. After breakfast, we'll go to the company with Yan Ting to help him familiarize himself with the environment. "

"Grandfather, I can go by myself."

"Child, you're Yan Ting's wife. You should let those ignorant fools know that Madam Fu's position can only be yours."

Wasn't this a demonstration?

Although Song Xianqing also wished that Fu Yating did not have any other women by his side, it was still too early to say such words. Putting aside Song Qinglan, they were in a cooperative relationship. If he were to control things too much, she might not even be able to sit in her position as Madam Fu.

"Grandpa, I believe in Yan Ting."

"Kid, you're really easy-going. I'll have to practice more in the future. "

Old Man Fu did not insist. With an order from the old tutor, the three of them began to eat breakfast.

Just as she ate a few mouthfuls, she frowned and sneezed a few times. Song Wanqing held her nose and mouth awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Little girl, have you caught a cold?" How about, don't go to the company today, rest at home first. Yan Ting, look, it's all because of you. How are you going to make that girl sleep in a guest room? "No matter what your reason is, let me know that you're doing this and you won't get the rest of the shares."

Ownership was Fu Yating's weakness. Although he was unwilling, Fu Yating still compromised in the end.

"Let her go to bed. However, if she doesn't go to work because of such a small matter, then she doesn't want to come to my company at all. My company doesn't need people like that. "

Hearing this, Song Wanqing became anxious.

"Grandfather, I have no problems. "I'll go to work with Yan Ting."

"Alright, but you have to take care of your body. "If you're not feeling well, Yan Ting will bring you to see a doctor."

Song Wanqing nodded obediently.

It was a good thing that the old tutor didn't insist. Today, although Fu Zhaoting's attitude towards her was still a little cold, he didn't seem to refuse to work with her. That would give her more time alone with him. If he continued like this, the chances of his survival would get higher and higher.

After eating breakfast, Fu Yanting went straight to the company. Song Wanqing hurried to keep up with him.