A hundred bottles of Louis XIII
The intimate gesture made Fu Jiang's brain go blank. Did he kick a steel plate?
But he had never heard of young master dating.
He had never heard of his young master having the habit of raising small stars. His private life was as clean as a piece of white paper, and he had never heard of him raising a lover in Xiaotang mountain.
Wen Qiao pointed at Fu Jiang. he pulled my hand and asked me to drink with him. He even wanted to kiss me.
Fu Jiang saw that his cousin's face was frighteningly dark, and his legs immediately trembled so much that he couldn't stand.
young master, I'm Yingluo. he was so scared that he even changed the way he addressed her, not daring to call her brother anymore.
Fu Nanli slowly wiped Wen Qiao's face, then wiped the dark red wine off her neck. He then threw the handkerchief in his hand away. Without even turning his head, he said in a voice that was so sinister that it would make one's scalp tingle, " let me see you here again, Huahua.
"Young master, I was wrong. I was blind. I will never come to Xiaotang mountain again. I was wrong. I shouldn't have touched your people. I'm sorry."
He made a 90-degree bow and almost knelt down.
if you see her again in the future, aww. Fu Nanli's voice was cold.
I'll definitely take a detour, young master. I was wrong for failing to recognize Mount Tai.
"These two wine cabinets and nearly a hundred Louis XIII bottles have all been smashed. Fu Jiang, what are you going to do?" Fu Cheng took advantage of the situation.
Fu Cheng had long found Fu Jiang an eyesore, so he had to hit him when he was down.
"Young master, I'll pay for it. I'll pay for everything."
Fu Nanli lowered his gaze and looked at Wen Qiao.
"Yes, yes, yes, young master. I'll get someone to call him immediately."
Fu Jiang's fear was a little strange in Zhao Tong's eyes.
"That doesn't make sense. Fu Jiang has always been arrogant and doesn't put those people in his eyes. Could he be a coward?"
Xu Lu's heart was in her throat as she denied it. it can't be Fu Nanli.
No matter how capable Wen Qiao was, it was impossible for her to get close to Fu Nanli.
With an arm around Wen Qiao's shoulder, Fu Nanli left the chaotic night club under the crowd's escort.
A few socialites who walked past Zhao Tong and Xu Lu whispered, " Fu Jiang is a paper tiger. In front of Fu Nanli, he doesn't even dare to let out a fart.
"How satisfying."
Xu Lu's face turned frighteningly pale in an instant. She clutched the edge of the table tightly, her knuckles turning white, and her heart beating rapidly.
No wonder Wen Qiao didn't like Zhuang Yan.
It turned out that he had climbed a higher branch.
What method did Wen Qiao use to get close to Fu Nanli? To think that she could even make the most mysterious young master of a wealthy family stand up for her.
She could not understand.
Fu Nanli must be toying with her. Zhao Tong felt indignant.
When Xu Lu heard this, she was relieved.
What did she have to worry about?
Wen Qiao had two younger brothers who were just child's play. If the Zhuang family didn't like the genetic disorder, then the fu family would definitely not like it.
Fu Nanli was just playing around with her because he saw that she was young, beautiful, and pure. A young master from a family like Fu Nanli's would definitely have to marry a socialite of equal social standing.
However, only she could feel the turbulent emotions in her heart.
Even if it was just for fun, it was enough to make all the socialites in Haicheng envious.
In the corridor, Fu Nanli removed his suit and draped it over Wen Qiao. I told you to look for me at the Jiu-Jitsu dojo. Why are you here? "
"I'm lost." Wen Qiao looked at him cautiously.
"The jiushu dojo is in the opposite direction from here."
that's right, " Wen Qiao replied with an innocent expression. that's why I said I'm lost.
Those brothers seemed to have a good relationship with him. Without concrete evidence, she did not want to speak ill of them behind their backs. It sounded too much like a source of trouble that would drive a wedge between the brothers.