In the middle of the barbecue, two uninvited guests came.

Wen Tingyun and her assistant were invited into the courtyard in the name of visiting.

"Mrs. Fu, I've just come back to visit you." Wen Tingyun has made great achievements in design. Her clothes have also been sold in Fu's, and she is very familiar with Mrs. Fu.

Mrs. Fu always appreciated this kind of excellent girl. She said warmly, "the comer is the guest. Sit down and eat."

Wen Tingyun is very polite to say hello to others one by one, such as water's sight sweeping across Cen tired face.

"It turned out to be the designer of wenda." LAN Yaqin is very good at looking at her face. Seeing that old Mrs. Fu likes Wen Tingyun, she immediately goes up to the room attentively

Wen Tingyun said modestly, "Auntie, please call me Xiaowen."

"Yu an, say hello to Xiao Wen quickly." LAN Yaqin pushes Fu Yu'an, but Fu Yu'an can't be flattered by Fu Yuan, but it's OK to flatter Wen Tingyun.

After all, Wen Tingyun has the real talent. If yu an can get along with Wen Tingyun, it will do them too much good.

In particular, Fu Qingji was rejected by Wen Tingyun. If her Yu'an could catch up with Wen Tingyun, she would have a good time in the third room.

"Hello, Miss Wen." Fu Yuan said hello with a light look.

"Hello." Wen Tingyun chuckled and didn't put Fu Yu in his eyes. Then he came to Cen tired and said, "Mr. Cen, I haven't seen you for a long time."

CEN tired lazy raise an eye, "excuse me, are you?"

Wen Tingyun's face was stiff.

Her assistant immediately said, "have you ever heard of designer Wen's reputation? She has made great contributions to the development of fashion design in our country, and the designed fire-fighting clothing has also won the first-class award of the government

CEN tired chin chuckle, "I still like the design of my home to listen to."

Mingzhi and others can't help but clap their hands in secret.

LAN Yaqin cut it, and even compared Fu Ting Yun with Wen Tingyun. He was an unknown beginner. Even if he had some skills, he was not at the same level as Wen Tingyun's international level.

But Mrs. Fu is here, and she can't say anything that denigrates her family.

Wen Tingyun said with a light smile, "Mr. Cen, you are very important. I met you two years ago at a foreign exhibition. At that time, I met a rogue. You helped me."

"Oh, forget it." CEN tired response indifferent to face, did not put Wen Tingyun in the heart at all.

Wen Tingyun was embarrassed and did not know how to put them.

She has always been very feminine, men eat her suit, did not expect to continue to run into the wall.

It's not the same as her idea.

Fu listened to stand up to get the roasted chicken wings. When he turned around, he saw Fu Yu'an come over and asked, "do you eat it?"

Fu Yu'an hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it. His sleeve turned up, and the bright red blood on his wrist was exposed to Fu's eyes.

Fu Ting's pupils shrink slightly, which is a sign of self mutilation.

Fu Yuan takes back his hand in a little flustered, and accidentally touches Fu's wrist, and the chicken wing in his hand falls to the ground.

Mingzhi immediately became angry, "Yu'an, what's wrong with you? How can you beat out the chicken wings that Xiao can give you?"

Fu Yu'an's eyes were flustered, and scarlet appeared from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

She saw

She's going to feel sick

"Sister in law, Yu an didn't mean to. Don't worry about the children." LAN Yaqin said, heart call Shuang, to an do well, is to give three room embarrassment.

"It seems that Miss Fu's roast is not to the taste. I'll take it." Wen Tingyun cooked a bunch of chicken gizzards and handed them to Fu Yuan.

"Miss Wen specially baked it for you. Take it." LAN Yaqin urges Fu Yu'an.

Fu Yuan did not listen to his mother for the first time and stood still.

"Yu an, what's the matter with you?" Lanyaqin is a little impatient.

"I'm allergic to chicken." Fu Yu'an lowered his head and said that his voice was a little dumb, and his mood seemed to be very wrong.

Fu Qingji suddenly raised his head. He felt that Fu Yu'an's words were a little familiar.

Because once Fu heard of shrimp sandwiched to him, he said an excuse for his allergy in order to embarrass Fu.

Fu Yu'an is not allergic to chicken. He said this at the moment, which is obviously to relieve Fu.

"It doesn't matter." Wen Tingyun said with a big smile, "in fact, I feel that Fu Si Shao gives me a feeling that is very similar to a friend I met abroad."

LAN Yaqin asked, "like who?"

Wen Tingyun said, "he is a famous painter and his name is waiting for light."

When Fu Yuan heard this, his fingertips curled up a little.

"Is it?" The next second, he micro smile, is clearly against the most gentle expression, but said a very impolite words, "that I can really bad luck."

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