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Song Wanqing raised her head and looked into Fu Yanting's deep eyes. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, and their auras were entangled with each other's. Even the air became hot and dry.

Song Wanqing was panicking. She was afraid that Fu Yan would kiss her again at this time. Even though they were in public relations, she wasn't ready to make love to him in public.

Ding –

When the elevator door opened, he didn't kiss her, leaving her blushing with embarrassment.

Fu Yating tightly held onto her with his thick hands. His grip was extremely soft, giving her a sense of security. She realized now that she had never forgotten the warmth of those hands. Thus, even though her heart had been broken, she was still able to recover bit by bit.

"Yanqing, I want to kiss you."

"Hmm?"

Before Song Wanqing could react, Fu Zhaoting had already pressed her down on the sportscar, pressing down with his soft lips.

This time, it was a real kiss, but her whole body was stiff. She didn't even know how to react.

Until she was completely out of breath and her cheeks were red. He let go of her.

"The next time I want to kiss you, I will satisfy you wherever you say it."

"Who …" Who said I wanted you to kiss me? "

"No? But your face is very red. "

Song Wanqing lowered her head even more in embarrassment. Fortunately, Fu Zating did not continue to tease him.

Fu Yating opened the door for Song Wanqing and waited for her to sit properly before getting into the driver's seat.

The sports car drove out of the garage and Song Wanqing asked curiously, "Where are you taking me?"

"We'll know when we get there. It was a date. Rest assured, I will not disappoint you. "

"Is it really a good idea for you to act like a public servant?"

"Fake public interests? What doesn't exist is that our date isn't wrong, but after business dinner. "

So he wasn't just going to play.

Song Wanqing let out a sigh of relief. She was worried that Fu Yating, who often acted in such a manner, would have opinions behind his back.

She didn't want Fu Zating's perfect image to be tainted because of her.

Fu Yitian brought Song Xianqing to a restaurant on the outskirts of A City and made her a capable looking woman.

This restaurant was not like the usual restaurants that could be seen everywhere. It was hidden in a bamboo forest. It was a small courtyard.

In the bamboo forest, there was a small path paved with rocks. Stepping on it would cause his feet to feel a little bit painful. However, it is said that this stone path is very good for the sole of the foot, can help the blood circulation of the foot.

He followed the path to the wooden door and saw the words "Private Chef" written on it.

The name was simple and easy to remember, not bad.

When he walked into the courtyard, he saw that it was still a path paved with rocks. Both sides of the path were filled with flowers and plants, and there were even some fake mountains and spring water.

Song Wanqing could even smell the fragrance of the flowers.

The feeling of returning to nature really wasn't too good.

The two of them walked all the way to the entrance of a courtyard. Then, a delicate and pretty woman in a qipao came over to lead the way. The beauty brought the two of them to the end of the courtyard.

At the end of the courtyard was their destination for the day.

There was a row of rooms, and on each room was a small sign with the name of the room written on it. Fu Yating brought Song Xianqing directly to the room called Ya Residence.

There was already an old man waiting inside.

When Song Wanqing saw the old man, she was stunned.

This was because this old man was actually one of the famous embroidery masters of A City.

"Hello, Master Yu." Fu Yating greeted Master Yu very politely before introducing Song Shuqing to Master Yu.

"This is the author of the embroidery of the two new clothes that Aileen mentioned last time. She is also my fiancee."

"Hello, Master Yu." Song Wanqing greeted him at the right time.

Master Yu's gaze fell on Song Wanqing as he nodded his head in agreement.

"Mister Fu has good eyes."

"Little girl, how long have you been learning embroidery?"

"I've only studied for four years, but I've liked it since I was young. It's just that I've always been thinking about it on my own."

"Is that so? Your foundation is not bad. Are you willing to learn from me? "

Song Wanqing looked at Master Yu in disbelief. She never imagined that Master Yu would make such a request.

The master of the art, his long and magnificent work, The River Diagram, was said to have sold for ten million at the Subs Auction.

He was even a national treasure rank master.

A person like him wasn't someone that could be hired with money. Yet, he was actually willing to take her as his disciple?

Of course, Song Wanqing would not miss this opportunity. She quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Master Yu. Fu Zating poured her a cup of tea while Song Xianqing served it to Grandmaster Yu.

"Girl, there is a rule for you to enter my school. Don't worry. Let me finish before I make my decision. "

"Master, please say it. No matter what the conditions are, I will definitely try my best to fulfill them."

"Alright. Little girl, the craftsmanship of our school was originally to pass on men without daughters. But your talent is not bad, and I don't want to miss this opportunity. So you have to remember, if you can learn it in the future, as long as you meet a good seedling, you can also accept them, and you don't have to care about men and women. The only thing you need to pay attention to is character. "We absolutely cannot allow a disciple who dares to be unscrupulous to enter our sect."

"Secondly, our embroidery method is to pass on this technique, not blind, dazzling technique. "You must use embroidery on the right path in the future."

"Third, after the sale of the long embroidery works, the proceeds must be donated to the welfare institutions. "Don't be blinded by money and do anything that goes against your sect's rules."

These three conditions were difficult to speak of, but also not easy to speak of.

How many people would be unable to keep their true nature after becoming famous? Master Yu was also worried about this, which was why he made a special reminder.

Song Wanqing also understood Master's painstaking efforts. As long as she could get the works she would embroider from the auction, regardless of whether it was the size or the length, she would be able to donate them.

After agreeing to Master Yu's conditions, Master Yu was naturally willing to accept him.

Master Yu had made an appointment with Fu Yanting to have Song Xianqing officially become his disciple again.

Only now did Song Wanqing realize that this private chef was Master Yu's business. No wonder this place was so elegant.

The three of them had a meal together. After dinner, Fu Yating chatted with Master Yu for a while before leading Song Shiqing to their next destination.

The car drove all the way to the suburbs, and finally even onto the highway.

After driving for almost an hour, they finally arrived at their destination.

At this time, the sky had already darkened. But the scenery was still clear.

It turned out that Fu Yanting had brought Song Shiqing to the seaside.

The water was very blue. The beach was not very big, but it was very quiet. There were rocks on both sides of the beach, and the sound of waves lapping against the rocks could be heard.

The sea breeze blew up Song Wanqing's long hair. Along with her fluttering skirt, she became a fairy in the dark night.

There was a bright moon in the sky, with a few stars scattered around it.

Fu Yating took off his shoes. "You too."

Song Wanqing's shoes were taken off as well. The two held hands as they walked on the beach. From time to time, waves would splash onto their feet, wetting their feet. However, they were able to relax the pressure that was weighing down on them.

It had been a long time since Song Wanqing felt so relaxed.

"It's beautiful here."

"This is my secret base."

"Secret base?"

"Yes." I used to live around here when I was a kid. At that time, my mother brought me here to find my father. There was a post not far ahead. His father had been a soldier here when he was young. When my father left the army, the outpost was empty for various reasons. I heard that when Father and Mother left the Fu Family to start their own business, they had initially lived in that outpost. "

"Is that so?"

"Not long after my father died, my mother missed my father so much that she moved here. I was very unhappy at the time. Slowly the wine discovered the sea. He followed his mother to the beach. Every time I see this sea, I seem to forget my troubles. "

"Mmm, this place really can calm people down."

Fu Yanting and Song Wanqing sat down together on the beach where the waves couldn't reach them. Fu Yitian stared at Song Wanqing with a serious expression as he said, "I swear that I will never let you feel sad again in this life." I will always be with you. "

"You have to do it when you talk about it."

Fu Yanting's thin lips pressed down once again. The moon quietly hid in the clouds, and the number of stars in the sky suddenly increased.

"Yan Ting, I love you …"

"I love you too …"

It was a beautiful night. Fu Yating brought Song Wanqing to the wooden house where he and his mother had lived, then to the abandoned outpost.

There were the best memories of his father and mother in that outpost. And here would be a good memory of him and her.

Fu Yanting pressed Song Wanqing down on the bed and kissed her again and again. His hands were reaching uncontrollably into his clothes as well...

"Ugh …"

The next morning, Fu Yanting drove Song Shiqing back to the company. The two of them didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

Fortunately, the clothes that Song Wanqing was wearing were of high collar, so the marks on her body would be seen by others. Remembering last night's intensity, her cheeks once again flushed red.

After arriving at the company, Song Wanqing calmed herself down and tried her best not to let people see what was wrong with her.

However, no one paid any attention to her. Instead, they were discussing some gossip.

As soon as she sat down, Viv came over.

She pulled Song Wanqing along and said mysteriously, "Yanqing, you came at the right time, did you know? Martin was actually with Catherine. "

Martin and Catherine?

In Song Wanqing's impression, the two of them seemed to be competitors.

And hadn't Caitlin always been unconvinced with Martin?

How could two people like this get together into a pair?

"The two of them, could it be?"

"Who said he wouldn't. It's all true. You don't even know. Martin and Kathleen went to the bar after work yesterday. In the end, he met that scumbag again at the bar. Martin beat up the scumbag and left with Kathleen. When they arrived today, however, Kathleen had entered the room at the same time as Martin. Moreover, there were purple marks on Kathleen's neck. Isn't that suspicious? "