"Don't wrongly accuse me, Miss Yan." Fu Ziyu said with a smile.
"Unfair?" Yan Qing sat down. "Two hours ago, we went to his private apartment. He almost ate Nuannuan in the bathroom. His eyes were so lustful and hungry."
An Nuannuan on the side shrank her neck.
This was exactly what she was afraid of, and Fu Ziyu only said one thing to her: "Miss An, if you don't behave in the future, you might see me at night."
Just this one sentence scared her so much that she shuddered every time she thought about it.
“…”
"It's a man's nature to be attracted to pretty women. Miss Yan, I'm a man. Miss An is pretty. It's not illegal for me to look at her a few more times, right? It's a principle as a human being not to do anything to her. How can I, a man with principles and nature, sound so unpleasant to you?" Fu Ziyu shrugged, expressing helplessness.
Yan Qing was irritated by him, puffed up her cheeks and said nothing.
Ji Liangnian, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up: "Be careful."
Fu Ziyu was surprised when he heard Ji Liangnian speak. He leaned forward and confirmed again that it was really Ji Liangnian who spoke.
He had been with Ji Liangnian for almost twenty years, from childhood to adulthood. Only when he made a big fuss and brought it to the old patriarch would Ji Liangnian remind him, "Pay attention to your limits."
As for the rest, Ji Liangnian just indulged him and never asked any questions.
At this moment, in response to Ji Liangnian's reminder, Fu Ziyu could only nod, "I understand, brother."
As the man finished speaking, the playful smile on his face instantly disappeared without a trace. He was dressed like an English man and sat there seriously, completely different from the Fu Ziyu just a few seconds ago.
Yan Qing: “…” Ji Liangnian’s words were like an imperial decree.
Ji Qianchong: “…” Is this the legendary Sichuan Opera face-changing?
An Nuannuan: “…” Fu Ziyu became even more terrifying.
After a while, Ji Liangnian spoke again: "It's not enough to know, you also have to know how to do it."
Fu Ziyu: “???”
Xia Song, who had just walked over, saw Ji Liangnian teaching Fu Ziyu and asked, "???"
July: "It's the 23rd, Qian Chong, go backstage and get ready."
Ji Qianchong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go backstage first." When she stood up, Ji Liangnian followed her.
The man slowed down a few paces, and when Ji Qianchong was a little further away, he turned around and said to Fu Ziyu, "You've seen Chong'er several times in the past few days, you know it in your heart."
"elder brother……"
Fu Ziyu opened his mouth slightly, but before he could finish his words, Ji Liangnian had already left. He stood there, watching the man disappear into the stands.
Xia Song walked over and gently tugged at the corner of Fu Ziyu's clothes. "You're getting bolder and bolder. Last time you were punished to copy the 'Women's Training', you didn't learn your lesson and even dared to flirt with my wife."
"My sister-in-law asked me to do her a favor." Fu Ziyu sat down and turned to look at Xia Song. "My brother hasn't scolded me for a long time. For my sister-in-law, he scolded me three times in a row during this period."
Xia Song rolled his eyes at him and said, "Be a little bolder and try touching Madam. Master Jiu can make sure you don't see the sun tomorrow."
Fu Ziyu: “…………”
**
When Ji Qianchong arrived backstage, all the staff there looked hurried, especially a piano teacher.
Ji Qianchong had met that piano teacher before; he was Qianxue's private tutor and quite famous in China. This time, Qianxue had entered the international competition, and the teacher must have been very pleased and was looking forward to Qianxue winning a place, which would also bring honor to her.
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