Young master, sorry for disturbing

Fu Nanli had always been a person with a very strong sense of time. He never did meaningless things, but he was always able to stick to Wen Qiao and say things that were irrelevant and meaningless. He had never felt that it was a waste of time.

Wen Qiao felt that the atmosphere between the two of them had become ambiguous again, so she struggled to get up. "Is young master Fu so thrifty? You didn't even turn on the lights. I'll go turn on the lights."

The man pressed her down. sit down.

The man came closer and closer.

Light and darkness overlapped on his deep-set facial features.

It seemed to be raining outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The pattering rain provided an even more ambiguous atmosphere for the two people in the dark living room.

Countless excuses flashed through Wen Qiao's mind, but she didn't know which one could make eldest young master less unhappy.

The phone in her hand suddenly vibrated.

Wen Qiao's heart relaxed. She looked at the screen. It was a video call from Lu Youyou.

Lu Youyou, you're my daddy!

She looked at Fu Nanli 'helplessly'. "It's Youyou,"

Lu Youyou didn't know that she had been added to young master Fu's wanted list for the second time.

Without waiting for Fu Nanli's approval, Wen Qiao immediately picked up the video call. Lu Youyou's voice rang out, " "Qiao Qiao, are you home?"

"What's the matter?" Wen Qiao replied uneasily.

"Why is it so dark? He didn't even turn on a single light."

Wen Qiao was held in the man's arms. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to move, trying her best not to let him be in the picture.

"If you have something to say, say it."

"Why do I hear two breathing sounds? Is there anyone beside you?"

Wen Qiao felt her scalp go numb. When did Lu Youyou become so sensitive?

"Yes, Little Mo is beside me."

The man's hand on her waist tightened slightly, as if he was dissatisfied.

"Youyou, what's the matter?" Wen Qiao asked, bracing herself.

after you left, Shang fan said that the composer of his 'awakening' was a student of our Central Conservatory of Music. You know that, right? "

Wen Qiao nodded. Of course, she knew that brother Hao probably didn't reveal his name to Shang fan, only telling him that the composer was in Central Conservatory of Music.

then, a post appeared in our forum. There were various analyses, saying that mu Yue was probably Xu Lu.

Wen Qiao:

I have a reasonable suspicion that the post was posted by Xu Lu herself.

Wen Qiao:

Xu Lu's skin was thicker than she had imagined, but it was indeed in line with her style. Xu Lu loved to put gold on her face.

Wen Qiao: " she's setting herself up again. This song wasn't composed by her. She's definitely going to fail in the end.

Lu Youyou got excited. right? it's definitely not her doing. How can she be so shameless? "

"Isn't she always like this?" Wen Qiao shrugged.

At the moment, she didn't want to expose Xu Lu. She didn't want to be exposed under the media's flash, which was not good for Xiao mo and Xiao Chi's condition.

Fu Nanli watched as Wen Qiao and the person on the other end of the phone exchanged words, seemingly getting more and more engrossed in their conversation to the point that she even forgot about his existence.

"When can we finish?"

He suddenly opened his mouth and asked in an extremely low voice.

Wen Qiao froze.

Lu Youyou squinted at Wen Qiao and said,'it's not Little Mo, right? didn't Little Mo refuse to speak? I think I heard a man's voice."

Wen Qiao was about to continue arguing when Fu Nanli took the phone and said in a deep voice, " "It's me."

Wen Qiao's outstretched hand hung in the air, and she finally gave up struggling.

Ah, forget it.

Lu Youyou panicked and dropped her phone on the ground. She then said respectfully, " young master, I'm sorry to have disturbed your time together. I'll hang up now.