Chapter 415

"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.

This contrast makes Fu Qingji feel choked for a moment.

"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."

Fu Yuan has always been in the heart of the family image is like a spring breeze type, can take good care of everyone's emotions, is always gentle and obedient.

What he said at this time, compared with his usual appearance, can be called a sharp words, really shocked to understand his Fu family.

Wen Tingyun couldn't hang on her face for a while. Her status and status were generally only flattered by men.

But these two days in the Fu family men here to eat a lot of ash.

"Don't be angry with designer Wen. My family, Yu'an, is addicted to his work. He doesn't care about painters or painters. He doesn't mean anything else." In fact, LAN Yaqin also despises any painter. She thinks it's a useless trick. How can it be compared with businessmen to make money?

But she's good at talking to people and ghosts.

Fu old lady scolded Fu Yu'an and said, "to an, you can't be so impolite."

Wen Tingyun said with understanding, "it's nothing. Fu Sishao is not a member of the circle. I don't know the status and status of waiting for light in the field of traditional Chinese painting is normal."

Fu Yu'an didn't even look at her. She sat back with a light complexion, apparently not matching her steps.

Wen Tingyun couldn't help biting his lower teeth, trying to maintain his calm face.

How come all the men of Fu family are sick?

"How long is Miss Wen going to stay in China this time?" Mrs. Fu asked in a lively manner.

"To tell you the truth, I think the design in China is too poor. As a Chinese, I naturally want to come back and contribute more to the development of my own country's design and open up my design kingdom in China."

Wen Tingyun said with a faint smile, "at the same time, the golden throne award, once every three years, suddenly decided to present it in China. I was mainly to attend the award ceremony."

The gold medal is the highest honor given to female designers in the design industry.

Wen Tingyun has worked hard for so many years. Although she has won a lot of gold medals, her ultimate goal is to win the gold medal and become the first female designer in China.

In the past few years, no female designer has been eligible for this award. Wen Tingyun has already had a very good experience and will naturally fall into the hands of Wen Tingyun.

"Congratulations to Miss Wen." Mrs. Fu said to Wen Tingyun appreciatively and took a look at Fu.

In fact, Fu can't help feeling sorry. In fact, she thinks that Fu Ting Yun's design is no worse than Wen Tingyun. It's a pity that Fu tin has no experience and is not a professional designer. If Fu can step into the ranks of design a little earlier, maybe he can fight for it.

Fu Sixing suddenly said, "self confidence is a good thing, but when it comes to top designers, designer t seems to be a little better, Miss Wen is so sure to get the gold medal?"

Wen Tingyun said, "of course, master t can't compare. However, t's design style is changeable and bold, which can't be achieved by female designers. Men can't participate in the golden throne award. Otherwise, I really want to consult with master t

This is why Wen Tingyun is so conspicuous. Without the threat of T, she is naturally the first female designer.

Fu Ting, who is burying his head to eat meat, "..."

Another one who recognized her as a man.

"Miss Wen is so excellent that I don't know if she can get married?" LAN Yaqin's eyes turn stealthily. If Wen Tingyun is single, he plans to let Fu Yuan pursue her.

Although she looks down on the designers in her heart, the gold medal is not something that ordinary people can get. Once she becomes the first female designer in China, it will be extraordinary.

If Fu Yuan could be with Wen Tingyun, there would be no one to compare them.

"I've always been single." Wen Tingyun chuckled shyly, with spring water in his eyes, and looked at Cen tired. "In fact, Mr. Cen saved me two years ago. I fell in love with Mr. Cen at the first sight. This time I come back, I also want to get to know each other with Mr. Cen."After a pause, she said, "I have been studying abroad, and the atmosphere abroad is very generous, so I express my feelings very directly. Mrs. Fu won't mind."

CEN tired was adopted by old lady Fu, so Wen Tingyun naturally consulted the old lady first.

"Of course not. It's good for young people to be generous." Mrs. Fu said with a smile, "Xiao Jiu, you are not young. How about Miss Wen? You are talented and beautiful. Maybe you can get along with each other. "

Mrs. Fu was still very satisfied with Wen Tingyun. They took advantage of her marriage to the Fu family.

LAN Yaqin clenches her teeth secretly. Unexpectedly, Wen Tingyun, who even Fu Qingji refused, would choose Cen tired.

CEN tired is a prodigal son who has no career. How can Wen Tingyun look down on him!

"I'm sorry, I have a sweetheart." CEN tired slowly to Fu listen to roast fish, fingers slender white.

When talking, the man looked at the fish attentively, without a glance at Wen Tingyun, as if there was no such person.

Wen Tingyun's smile at the corner of his mouth was stiff. Did Cen tired have a sweetheart?

"Who? Which lady? " Mrs. Fu asked curiously.

In addition to the insider Fu Si Xing, Fu Nan Yan, Fu Qingji and Fu Yu'an, others are eager for knowledge.

CEN tired has always been lazy tired used to, and not close to the female sex, not even around the female mosquito, circle people all guess he is gay, there will be a sweetheart, strange!

Only Fu listen, slightly nervous lowered his head, even the movement of gnawing meat has become slow.

CEN tired intentionally or unintentionally swept around the cramped girl, took a piece of paper, gently wiped off Fu listen to the corner of the mouth oil, hook lips a smile, "she is my top beauty."

He clearly didn't look at her, but he could not help but feel that the words were said in her ear.

Listen to the ears of a strange red, like a crystal clear red grape.

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