Fu Yu'an called Jiang Wangshu several times, but no one answered. He didn't know what he was doing.

He drove to her downstairs. The security guard at the door met him and said hello to him. He handed a cigarette to the security guard. Seeing that there was no one around, the security guard took it and smoked, "I saw you quarrel with your girlfriend yesterday?"

Fu Yu'an bit the butt of the cigarette, hummed and laughed, "it's awkward. It's not always like this when you fall in love. It's a quarrel every two days."

"I haven't got through yet?" He just saw Fu Yuan calling again and again, and finally he became more and more impatient.

Fu Yu'an didn't speak.

The security guard advised him, "I think your girlfriend still cares about you. After quarreling with you that day, she went back crying."

After that, he said, "in fact, you shouldn't go at that time. You should rush up and hold her, then say one or two nice words, kiss her twice, and you will be coaxed."

Fu Yu'an looked at him. "You're very experienced."

"Ho," the security guard said with a puff of smoke, "it's not always like this in TV dramas, idol dramas. Women love to watch them. It's right to follow them."

Fu Yu'an seems to be a little shameless to ask, "what if it doesn't work?"

The security guard whispered in his ear, "you are a man, don't you understand this kind of thing?"

Sometimes the communication between men is so simple, words do not need to be understood, a look can understand each other's meaning.

This kind of thing does not need to be taught. Of course, he understands it, but he is not very willing to do it.

The security guard couldn't understand the expression on his face. He didn't answer, and both of them were silent.

Jiang Wangshu and song Sirui ran to the building materials market for a day. They were shopping around. At the end of the day, her legs almost broke.

Song Sirui is also very tired. After that, she is invited to eat at the roadside stall.

Jiang Wangshu had time to look at his mobile phone. More than 30 missed calls were all from Fu Yu'an.

Song Sirui saw her staring at her mobile phone in a daze and asked what happened? She said it was ok, turned off her cell phone and asked him, "which one do you think is suitable?"

Song Sirui shook his head in embarrassment, "I really don't understand this, don't you?"

Jiang Wangshu then talked with him about the decoration materials. They ate while chatting. When they finished chatting, it was almost ten o'clock.

"It's too late. I'll take you back."

Jiang Wangshu nodded, "I've written down the phone calls of those companies today. I'll call them later to discuss the price."

Song Sirui said, "don't bother." if you really can't talk about it, come according to the price they say. You don't have to think about money. "

"That's no good. Many of them have falsely quoted prices, which are too high. Believe me, I can tell you."

Song Sirui looks at her and smiles.

Jiang Wangshu wiped his face and asked him, "what are you laughing at? I'm not kidding you. "

"I know you're not joking with me. I just... It's the first time I saw a woman haggling with others at her throat. Her face turned red. Hey, have you ever seen a pig killer? You were as like as two peas at the time, and the result was not strong enough to be pushed on the pig. It was a great loss to the butcher with a red face. "You two are exactly alike."

Jiang Wangshu gave him a punch in a hurry. "I'm kind enough to help you bargain. Is that what you say about me? Originally, I thought you were different from when you were at school. I didn't expect that song Xiaozhuang's problem with your poisonous tongue has not changed. "

Song Sirui was a little fat in high school, but he was tall. Once he was fat, he looked very strong. Song Xiaozhuang, the nickname, had not been heard for many years.

"That's what I said." He released a hand to rub his arm. "You don't have to say that your strength is better than that of high school. When I go back, my arm must be blue. I remember to pay for my medical expenses tomorrow, but it hurts."

Jiang Wangshu's depressed mood of the whole day seems to be suddenly dispelled. Listening to him say so, he laughs more and more, until he sees Fu Yu'an standing downstairs.

Song Sirui also saw it. He untied his seat belt and got off to say hello.

Jiang Wangshu said you don't move, "thank you for sending me back, you don't care, go back."

Song Sirui looks at Fu Yu'an. His face is not right. He is worried. "Did you come out and tell him? He must be worried about coming back so late. I'll go down and explain it to him. It's not good to misunderstand. "

Jiang Wangshu said coldly, "there's nothing to explain. I'm not his daughter, let alone his cat and dog. I'm an adult. Where can I report to him all the time?"

Song Sirui felt that there was something wrong between them, and was even more shocked by her description, "you...

" nothing. " Jiang Wangshu untied his seat belt and got off, "go back."

Fu Yu'an just stood there and looked at her. Seeing her dawdling and being in the car, he didn't know what he had said to song Sirui before he slowly got out of the car and walked towards him.

There was a fire in his chest. The fire went straight to the top of his head. He forbeared and forced the fire down. He tried to be gentle and considerate. He went to pull her hand, but she threw him away.Fu Yu'an's hand was frozen in the air, and someone added a piece of firewood to the fire.

"You have nothing to say, to explain?"

Jiang Wangshu also held his breath in his chest and asked in his words, "then you have nothing to explain?"

A good bite, he laughed, "my boyfriend sent you home, do not invite people to sit up?"

Jiang Wangshu stares at him strangely.

"Dare to do it, dare not admit it?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense?" He waved to song Sirui in the car to let him off, and then said, "today, a woman surnamed Wu called me. This woman is a partner of our company. She has been here several times and seen your picture. Today, she called me to say that you and your boyfriend went to her today."

Miss Wu had seen a picture of Jiang Wangshu on Fu Yu'an's desk in Fu Yu'an's office before. After years of cooperation, she saw a picture of a woman on his desk for the first time. She was curious and gossipy and asked who the woman was.

He remembers that he introduced his girlfriend in an ostentatious tone.

Why? Today, my girlfriend paired up with other people and went to their home.

He hand pocket smile, "without me, I see you have a good life."

He pushed everything to her, as if it was her fault that they had become like this. Jiang Wangshu's head ached. She already had a headache. There was a tendon there. It was hot and cold, and she was so angry that she smoked. She pinched the tiger's mouth and asked him, "how great are you, and you have nothing to hide from me?"

"What did I hide from you?"

She blurted out, "my current company is Meng fan's, right?"