Chapter 102: Sandwich or Marry Him?
"If you want to talk, go outside." Fu Liangxia said unable to bear it any longer.
What does it mean that everyone is watching her take off her makeup? Is she planning to switch careers and become a beauty blogger?
One by one, two people were staring at her like searchlights. What did that mean?
Fu Liangxia threw the used cotton pad into the trash can and cleaned up the table, completely unaware of the eye contact between the two people around her.
"I'm leaving, you guys continue?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Who wants to talk to him? I see him every day at home, I'm tired of him." Fu Haoyao quickly jumped up from the dressing table and said, "How are you going back? Do you want us to take you back?"
Fu Liangxia led the way, followed closely by Fu Haoyao. Fu Langshu took two steps behind to turn off the lights in the dressing room, then walked out of the dressing room slowly at the end.
Hearing Fu Haoyao's "we", she chuckled, did not object, and seemed to agree with his words.
Logically, Bai Yan picked her up and should have taken the other party's car back. However, I don't know if it was because they had just passed the car, but the other party never showed up. Maybe he left first.
Fu Liangxia couldn't possibly trouble her own driver to come across the district to pick her up so late at night, so taking the Fu family's car seemed to be the most reasonable option at the moment.
"Is it too much trouble?" She said with false politeness, but her body honestly followed Fu Haoyao's action of opening the door and got into the car.
This earned her a soft sneer from Fu Langshu behind her, who seemed to be laughing at her pretense.
Fu Liangxia pretended not to hear and sat down next to the car door. Fu Haoyao sat down next to her. Just when she thought Fu Langshu would sit in the passenger seat, the door on the other side suddenly opened.
"I get carsick and can't sit in the front." Fu Langshu gestured for her to move inside, smiling apologetically.
Fu Liangxia believed that he was a ghost. When he was about to say something, Fu Haoyao followed up and said, "It's a family inheritance. I'm dizzy too."
It seemed as if he was afraid that Fu Liangxia would drive him to the front.
Fu Liangxia: "..." She wasn't dizzy, so why didn't she sit in the front?
Unfortunately, she didn't have the chance to say this. Almost the next second after Fu Langshu closed the car door, the car drove away with a roar.
Fu Langshu was busy with work, so after getting in the car, he just sat on her left side. Apart from the outer sides of their legs faintly touching each other and the warmth of their skin coming through the not-so-thick clothes, he didn't make any other movements.
Fu Haoyao didn't know whether he was really eager to study because of the upcoming monthly exam, or for some other purpose, but he actually asked her a question.
Do your job well. Fu Liangxia blinked in surprise, and when he came to his senses, he reflexively picked up the phone and started talking.
The night wind came in through the window, and a clear female voice swayed in the wind. The lifted hair flew to the left and fell on the face of the man who was concentrating on replying to the message.
His expression did not change. He looked up at the two people who were asking and answering questions in a strong learning atmosphere. He raised the corner of his lip in an ambiguous way, and his fingers, which had been hanging naturally at his side, silently grasped the girl's hand on the seat.
The moment the warm body temperature wrapped around the back of his hand, Fu Liangxia's eyelids trembled slightly.
She gritted her teeth secretly and tried to break free with her hands, but the other party was wrapped around her tightly like a vine.
"Rogue."
The female voice floated into Fu Langshu's ears on the wind, and in return the man hummed softly with a lazy nasal sound. His movements even became more unscrupulous because their clasped hands could be blocked.
The tip of her nose wafted the crisp aroma of sea salt mixed with sage, mixed with a bright citrus note, coming from the two people on her left and right.
You can tell a person by his scent. It’s hard to say which one smells better, but they all suit their personalities.
Mixing them together has a unique flavor.
“My brother…”
Fu Haoyao's voice suddenly sounded in his right ear, and Fu Liangxia looked sideways.
Even as he leaned back in his chair, Fu Haoyao exuded a certain flamboyance. He gripped his phone with his knuckles, his eyelashes trembling as he lowered his eyes. "You'd better not get too close to him."
Fu Liangxia was stunned. The heat coming from her left hand was so noticeable that it made her heart tremble instinctively. She wondered if Fu Haoyao had discovered something and that was why he suddenly said this.
But given his personality, he wouldn't be so calm if he found out.
Perhaps because Fu Liangxia had been silent for a long time, Fu Haoyao raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes full of disbelief and grievance: "You don't want to?!"
Could he still harm her?
Or is it that her feelings for her brother are so deep that she doesn't want to stay away from him even if others advise her!
Fu Haoyao came closer, his brows furrowed tightly together, "You like older ones?"
Fu Liangxia: "..."
Fu Langshu, who had been trying to pretend not to hear what he was saying, turned off the screen, glanced over, and said helplessly, "Fu Haoyao, I'm 'old', not dead."
Fu Liangxia couldn't help laughing.
Fu Haoyao said "tsk", "Got it."
He then mumbled something else, but I couldn't make it out clearly.
Seems quite reluctant?
Fu Langshu slowly raised his eyebrows, but said nothing more and looked down at his phone again.
The air fell silent again, and the night view beside the viaduct was shrouded in hazy lights, like a treasure encased in a crystal box, luxurious and illusory.
The housing prices in this area are indeed illusory. Located between the financial circle and the wealthy residential area, it was just a desolate urban village a few years ago, but now it has developed into a thriving science and technology innovation base. Every idea there can generate hundreds of millions of funds. It is the Fushi Industrial Park that countless high-quality talents are scrambling to enter.
The only two owners of the entire area were sitting next to her.
This feeling is a bit subtle.
Fu Liangxia was once again deeply shocked by the gap between the rich and the poor. He compared the gap in assets between himself and them in his mind, then took a deep breath silently and struggled to free his hand from Fu Langshu's hand.
Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating.
She glanced at the math problem in Fu Haoyao's hand and sighed, "Actually, you don't need to waste time learning these complicated formulas. Just knowing how to count is enough."
It’s enough to be able to count the number of assets.
Anyway, for people as rich as they are, money is just a number.
Fu Haoyao blinked, followed her gaze, and suddenly realized what she was talking about. He paused subtly and said, "If that's the purpose, I don't even need to count."
Fu Liangxia tilted her head: "Hmm?"
"It's just a small amount anyway."
Fu Liangxia: "..."
There's no chatting today.
Fu Liangxia stared at Fu Haoyao's clueless face without saying a word, and suddenly felt a little jealous of him.
Perhaps only material abundance could foster such a simple nature in him. No need to curry favor with others, no need to worry about the sudden collapse of the family business, he could just do what he wanted and be himself.
He's the complete opposite of her.
Almost as if burned, Fu Liangxia withdrew her gaze after just one glance and opened her phone aimlessly.
The company's affairs are progressing steadily. With the news about Cheng Xingzhou and her breaking out, third-rate tabloids digging into her identity, and netizens becoming curious, many stocks of the Fu family and its subsidiaries hit the daily limit today. The turnover of some industries has begun to increase slightly and is showing signs of continuing to rise.
The celebrity effect is indeed useful.
Fu Liangxia's fingertips tapped the back of the phone twice unconsciously, and his originally fluctuating mood gradually calmed down.
Things are progressing steadily according to her plan.
That's good.
Suddenly a message popped up at the top of the screen from someone to her left who was supposed to be concentrating on work.
Fu Langshu: [Envy?]
Fu Liangxia was stunned, not sure if the other person's words meant what he understood.
Before she could remain puzzled for long, the other party sent another message: [Actually, you also have a chance to have it.]
What opportunity?
Marry Fu Haoyao?
Or, marry him?
Impossible. He shouldn't be that crazy to propose to a girl he just met and who is not a good match for him.
So what is his intention in saying this?
Temptation?
Fu Liangxia's eyelids twitched violently, and she looked up at him, but only saw the man's calm silhouette. He glanced out the window, then looked back and said, "We're here."
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