Chapter 10

Song Feng is full of guilt at the dinner. No one treats him to eat meat. She looks up at Fu Shen from time to time and carefully observes his face.

White shirt, collar loose a button at will, casual and arrogant, his upbringing is excellent, no sound when eating, attentive and serious.

The dense water vapor from the soup noodles fell on his face, as if it had covered his whole body with a layer of water mist, which made him sad and confused.

Song Fengwan studied fine arts. From her professional point of view, Fu Shen's appearance was almost impeccable. She subconsciously began to describe it in her heart. If she painted Fu Shen, how would she compose it

"Why not?" Fu Chen Huang looked up.

"Well?" Song Feng was stunned when he saw it in the evening. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted and he hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

It's really impolite to stare at others all the time.

Fu Chen didn't eat much and waited for her quietly after eating, which made song Fengwan feel great pressure.

"Take your time and I'll wait for you." Fu Chen looked out of the window. The side of the water was elegant and depressed.

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and saw her beautiful ears. With the speed visible to the naked eye, they were slightly congested and reddened. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth. He was just so clever.

Even blushing, a little cute.

I really want to

Pinch it.

**

After dinner, Fu Chen sends song Fengwan to the door of the studio.

"Third Master, thank you today. I'll go first."

"Learning is important, but also pay attention to the body." Fu Chen, as always, is like an elder.

"Well." Song Fengwan nodded, waved his hand and pushed the door into the studio.

Fu Shen watched her go in and then turned to leave by car.

Just now, with a smile on his face, he turned around and said, "help me with something..."

**

On the other side

Fu Yuxiu and Jiang Fengya are fiercely attacked by song Fengwan. When they come out, they meet Fu Shen again, and they are scared out of their wits.

As soon as they got on the bus, Jiang Fengya couldn't help sobbing and kept saying that she was to blame for everything. Fu Yuxiu couldn't see her girlfriend crying so miserably. She hugged her and comforted her and said a lot of considerate words in the car.

"It's OK. I'm sure it will be solved. Don't cry. I'll take you to dinner first, and then I'll take you back to school."

Jiang Fengya is good at catching men's heart.

Even if you cry, you have to be careful. If you cry all the time, you will be bored. Everything has to be enough.

"Well." Jiang Fengya nodded.

Fu Yuxiu drove directly to a restaurant, which is very famous in Yuncheng. The food is delicious, the environment is good, and the most important thing is that it is expensive. Fu's family has money. When Fu Yuxiu invites his girlfriend to dinner, he naturally doesn't care about the small money.

When they entered the restaurant, Fu Yuxiu ordered a lot of dishes.

"That's enough, senior. We can't eat so much." Cold dishes are extremely expensive just before meals.

"That's it." Fu Yuxiu handed the order tablet to the waiter.

After the meal, although they were joking, they were both absent-minded.

Fu Yuxiu is thinking about how to deal with Fu Chen when he goes back later.

Jiang Fengya didn't expect that song Fengwan was too young to be provoked. She thought that she would stimulate her twice. She must have rushed to slap herself like a arrogant young lady, or scold herself, but she didn't do anything. On the contrary, she didn't look like a high school student calmly.

How can I enter the Song family in the future.

They finished their meal

The waiter handed the bill, "master Fu, a total of 2672."

"Well." Fu Yu Xiu carelessly from the bag out of a card to her, "no password."

But within two minutes, the waiter turned back, "master Fu, I'm sorry, your card seems to have been stopped."

"Well?" Fu Yu Xiu frowned and gave her another card.

But the card still doesn't show anything.

"Master Fu, I'm really sorry. We've tried all your cards." The waiter in charge of the check-out looks sorry.

Fu Yuxiu and Jiang Fengya are now standing at the cash register.

"No way. I just brushed this card this morning. How can I not brush anything?" Even if one, not all of them are useless. "Is the machine in your restaurant OK?"

"Absolutely no problem."

Fu Yuxiu is not a fool. Someone must have stopped all his cards. A figure flashed in his mind.

Shit!

Does his third uncle want to be so special.

"Well, you hang the money on my account first, and I'll come back later..." Jiang Fengya is still by his side, and Fu Yuxiu doesn't want to lose face. Men all have a good face.

"I'm sorry, master Fu. Our restaurant doesn't charge on credit."

"You don't know me. Do you think I will owe you thousands of yuan?" Fu Yuxiu's face turned red when he heard this.

"This is the rule of our restaurant. Don't embarrass us."

"Use this." Jiang Fengya takes out a bank card from her bag. This is the money she saved from her summer job. She originally planned to use it as the living expenses of this semester. Now, in this situation, she must do something.

"Fengya, you..."

"Originally, you took care of me when I was working in summer. You always said that you would be invited to dinner. When I have this opportunity, I'll treat you to this meal. You can treat me next time." Jiang Fengya is very considerate to help him find a step, looking at the cashier's swipe card posture, her flesh ache unceasingly, but still have to smile to comfort Fu Yuxiu.

Although the waiter in the restaurant always entertained them with a smile, the look in Fu Yuxiu's eyes was obviously different.

Fu Yuxiu had a stomach full of fire. When did he lose face in front of women.

Fu Chen is too hard on economic sanctions.

Men are good face, but he hit his face in public, especially in front of Jiang Fengya, which is more embarrassing than beating and scolding him.

Fu Yuxiu thought that he would be scolded by Fu Shen at most when he went back, but he didn't expect

Your uncle is your uncle after all.

I can't play.

**

Song Fengwan doesn't understand at all. Fu Chen helps himself out. He is drawing with a charcoal pen in his studio at the moment.

During this period of time, they are learning figure drawing. A human head model is placed in the classroom, and everyone draws according to the model.

Song Feng came late and missed the teacher's teaching. He copied from the book and just drew. However, he found that there was something wrong with the characters in the portrait.

Hair loss, black eyes, thin lips, a face has not been painted completely, very fuzzy, but also vaguely visible that handsome facial contour.

"Fengwan, how are you doing today?" The teacher guided the past one by one.

Song Fengwan suddenly took out the paper and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm not in the state today. I don't draw well."

"It's OK. Take your time." The teacher didn't dare to teach her a lesson. He just told her to continue to work hard with a smile.

Song Fengwan was holding the sketch, and his palm was a little hot.

It's killing me.

Why did she suddenly start painting Fu Shen.