The pen was against his chest, and his hot body temperature flowed through the pen to Fu Yu's fingertips.
"You already knew that."
Fu Yu responded with a knowing smile.
"My sponsor will definitely be my daddy-long-legs and fulfill all my wishes, right?"
He Wangnian's eyes darkened a little.
"I want to know why."
Fu Yu's eyes flashed, "If you listen to the truth, it means that you are on my pirate ship and are mine."
She leaned over and whispered a few words in He Wangnian's ear.
He Wangnian frowned.
His Fu Yu was bolder and more ambitious than he had imagined.
"I made such a great sacrifice, and Yu didn't reward me, or at least rewarded me a lot."
The truth from his fiancée's mouth was enough for He Wangnian to lift the crisis alert.
Fu Yu winked and hooked his belt.
"Then it depends on your performance."
…
The F1 Shanghai Championship will be held in a few days.
He Wangnian sat in the VIP seat, the seat closest to Fu Yu's parking space.
There were fans of Fu Yu around, some of whom even flew in from abroad.
Holding up the banner of Yuna, they were extremely enthusiastic.
Before getting on the bus, Fu Yu blew a kiss to the audience.
The blond and blue-eyed boy on He Wangnian's right shouted excitedly: "Yuna, wife, I love you!"
He Wangnian, wearing sunglasses, patted the young man's shoulder politely.
"She's my wife."
The guy understood: "I know how you feel. Yuna is the dear wife of all our fans!"
"Brothers, what's the slogan of the fan club?"
"I believe in Yuna's happiness. I will follow Yuna unwaveringly throughout my life."
The young man handed the QR code of the fan club to He Wangnian.
He Wangnian couldn't understand this series of fan actions.
However, the next day, he became the president of Yuna's domestic fan club.
What He Wangnian is best at is to occupy Fu Yu's life in every possible way using various identities.
Never get tired of it.
Fu Yu performed very well in the race that day, surpassing the legendary driver by 0.02 seconds and becoming the king of Jin.
For a time, the Internet was flooded with news about her.
However, all the pictures accompanying the news are blurry photos of people’s backs.
Still cropped.
On the other side of the photo is He Wangnian holding hands with Fu Yu.
Song Rongchu was searching for interview strategies online when a news report suddenly popped up.
He enlarged the picture and frowned even more.
The interview process went smoothly. He applied for a position at an exhibition company, and the other party was attracted by his outstanding appearance at first sight.
Just a few days after joining the company, he was sent to the Yancheng Trade Fair.
Song Rongchu's English is not very good, so he can only do some basic odd jobs.
The negotiation meeting brought together powerful enterprises in Yancheng, and several trade-related subsidiaries of Fu Group would also attend.
Song Rongchu willingly helped distribute the materials.
When passing by the booth of Fu's subsidiary, he volunteered to help organize the materials.
He took out the bottle of mineral water hidden in the interlayer of the box and handed it to Fu Yu.
He quickly took out a few bottles of water and distributed them to the people around him.
His movements were smooth and flowing, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about him.
"Hey, isn't this Song Rongchu?"
The booth was managed by Fu Yu and her two roommates.
Fu Yuzi doesn't work. He lies on the sofa and plays with his mobile phone. When he feels sleepy, he takes a nap. He has no sense of going to work.
"Let's eat together later!"