Chapter 55

Song Fengwan thought that he must be nervous when he got along with Fu Shen, but he drew a late sketch and got along well.

Even if the outside world is crazy about how eccentric Fu Shen is, in the final analysis, he is a person.

In the next few days, Song Feng came to the studio after school in the evening, and Fu Shen was almost there. They seemed to have formed a tacit understanding, one focused on painting, the other cooperated seriously.

In the room, apart from the sound of carbon pen on the paper, only the sound of Fu Shen turning the pages of the book is quiet and harmonious.

Suddenly came the vibration of mobile phone, Fu Shen squinted and took out the mobile phone.

A group message.

Someone sent a red envelope.

Single dogs, it's the annual singles day again. I'll give you some dog food

Fu Chen squinted, time has quietly passed zero, November 11.

I finally got a signal. Don't sleep. Get up. Hi

There was still no movement in the group.

And then someone didn't give up to @ everyone in the group.

Fu Shen squinted and quietly withdrew the group. Then someone immediately began to talk about him privately.

[ouch, I didn't expect you didn't go to bed. Don't our veteran cadres go to bed at 10 o'clock every day? Working overtime? Has your company started any activities this year

I do not know when to start, double 11 has become a major business competition.

Fu Shen squinted

Come on, you will stay up late if you don't work overtime

Fu Chen's mouth was raised to accompany his daughter-in-law

The other side was silent for a long time, so he called directly. Fu Shen looked at Song Fengwan opposite him, "I'll go out to answer the phone."

"Good." Song Feng looked at his watch at night. It was more than 12 o'clock. Today, he stayed up so long.

Fu Chen went out with his mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

"Wo Cao, Fu San, you really abducted that little girl? She's not an adult. Are you ashamed? It's a special way to play "retreat."

"Different ways do not conspire with each other." Fu Shen is light.

"Don't give me any nonsense. It's different."

"You're all single, I'm not, so I'm not the same person."

The other side was silent for a few seconds, "Fu Shen, you wait for me. When I come back from the snow mountain, I will kill you first..."

The other side is still clamoring, Fu Chen has hung up the phone, so angry that he gets angry.

What's so strange about this kind of black tongue? A bunch of boring old men can get rid of it?

I'm so romantic that no one likes me?

What a world.

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The following day

Song Fengwan stayed up late last night to draw Fu Chen's sketch. The next day, he was in a bad mood.

I didn't have two bites for lunch, so I was ready to rush to the studio.

The capital has entered the late autumn, with cool wind and fallen leaves everywhere.

As soon as she came out of the school, she saw a familiar figure, frowning slightly.

She stood under the tree at the gate of the school, white dress, wrapped in a sweater coat, pale, looking inexplicably some chilly, look, she has been waiting for a long time.

Song Fengwan turned around and was ready to leave from another direction. She had already chased her, "wait a minute!"

Jiang Fengya has been waiting for her. Seeing that she has come out, there is no reason to let her leave. She trots over and directly blocks her way.

"What's the matter with you?" Song Fengwan naturally didn't have a good face for her.

"I want to have a word with you."

"There's nothing to say between us. I'm in a hurry." Song Fengwan said and strode forward.

Jiang Fengya grabs her arm and says, "I know you hate me, don't like me, and don't want to see me, but I really can't help it. Besides looking for you, I don't know what to do..."

She spoke with a little cry, and she looked very pitiful.

Song Fengwan gritted her teeth and yanked back her hand, but she pulled her clothes again. "I know I shouldn't look for you, but I really don't know who else I can look for."

It was past school time, and there were few people at the school gate.

As she said this, her tears began to drop. The security guards at the school gate came out of the room to see what had happened.

Jiang Fengya has been crying with tears. She is simple in dress and delicate in body. Her shoulders are slightly stirred by sobs. Song Fengwan, who is standing in front of her, has a cold face all the time. At first glance, it seems that song Fengwan has bullied her.

"What do you want?" Song Fengwan gritted his teeth, "if you keep pestering, I'll call the police!"

"I can't find Yu Xiu, and I can't get in touch with him. Do you know where he is now and what's going on?" Since the farewell that night, the short message didn't return, the phone didn't answer, Jiang Fengya even went outside the compound to wait for a few days, and there was no news at all.

Now all her chips are on Fu Yuxiu. How could she not be in a hurry.

Before listening to Fu Yuxiu mention song Fengwan's schooling in Beijing No.2 Middle School, she came to see her with a try attitude. After all, in such a big capital, apart from Fu Yuxiu, she only knew song Fengwan.

"Are you looking for the wrong person? I don't know where he is." Song Fengwan said coldly, "your boyfriend is gone, what are you looking for me for?"

"I couldn't get in touch with him after that night. Don't you live in the Fu family? How can you not know what happened? "

"Even if I know." Song Fengwan chuckled, "why should I tell you?"

She has really heard of some. It is said that after Fu Chen and himself left that night, Mr. Fu whipped him a few times and punished him to copy family rules in his study. Later, she heard that he was beaten into hospital and had a high fever. However, she also heard a few words by chance.

People who don't care won't care.

However, if the Fu family has the heart to let them not see each other, Jiang Fengya really has no way at all.

Jiang Fengya chokes and her face turns pale.

Song Fengwan broke away from her and left.

Jiang Fengya clenches her teeth and thinks that song Fengwan must know the inside story. She takes the first two steps and grabs her again.

"Jiang Fengya, don't go too far!"

……

Not far away, Shifang sat in the car and gasped, reaching Qianjiang, "Lao Jiang, don't you always work very actively? Why don't you move this time? Hurry over. "

Qianjiang didn't speak.

"Why are you still in a daze? Hurry..." as soon as Shifang was about to move, Qianjiang grabbed his arm and pointed to the direction.

Shifang squints. There is a black car on the street opposite them. There is a woman standing beside the car.

He was dressed in a long smoky blue coat, his hair was neatly coiled up, and he was wearing black sunglasses. His gaze was just where song Fengwan was.

"This man looks a little familiar." Ten sides wring their eyebrows.

"Well." Qianjiang nodded.

"How Leng can't remember."

"Mrs. song, I have been looking for the old man before, and the third master was there at that time." Qianjiang's tone is flat.

Ten square eyelids jump, isn't that song Fengwan's mother?

He quickly lowered his head to send a message to Fu Chen.

Lying trough, your future mother-in-law is here.