He was accompanied by a woman, carrying large and small bags in both hands, who was looking up at him with her eyes crinkled in a smile.
She looks like a lively girl.
Fu Wenzhou had his back to her, one hand in his pocket, talking to her. She nodded frequently, her smile bright and dazzling.
The driver saw it too, and his heart pounded with anxiety, but he didn't dare to say anything.
Song Qingyou said, "You go back first."
After saying that, she pushed open the door, got out of the car, and walked towards the zebra crossing in front of her.
"Deliver all the things I just picked out to my house in a little while. If my wife asks, just tell her the truth: I picked these out especially for her. Watch her reaction and tell me when you get back," Fu Wenzhou said to the woman at the mall entrance.
The girl nodded frantically, like a chick pecking at rice: "Understood, Mr. Fu."
Fu Wenzhou hummed in agreement.
While he was browsing home furnishings, he happened to see a female employee from his company shopping for gifts for someone. The woman said, "Who wouldn't be happy to receive a gift?" This remark struck a chord with him.
Unlike others, the female employee was not timid or submissive when she saw him. She naturally grabbed him and shared her dating experience with him.
"Mr. Fu, trust me. I've had ten boyfriends in the past five years, and every single one of them was devoted to me. I have a wealth of dating experience, and I guarantee my dating advice can help you."
Like those enthusiastic salespeople on the street.
But I have to say, the girl's words were very persuasive, and he believed her.
Then the girl said three words to him: Buy, buy, buy.
She said, "Where a man's heart is, there his money will be."
Fu Wenzhou thought she was right.
If Youyou wants to manage his money, he will give her every penny.
"Fu Wenzhou." He was thinking of Song Qingyou when Song Qingyou's voice sounded behind him.
He turned his head and saw Song Qingyou standing a meter behind him, looking at him calmly, before her gaze fell on the girl opposite him: "And this young lady is?"
Fu Wenzhou quickly replied, "Company employee."
The girl nodded vigorously, looking at Song Qingyou with amazement: "Yes, hello, Mrs. President!"
With a bunch of shopping bags hanging from her arms, she didn't seem to mind the weight at all. She gave Song Qingyou a deep 90-degree bow, speaking with a strong and resonant voice.
Her eyes were sparkling, and Song Qingyou had the feeling that she looked at her with more affection and tenderness than she looked at Fu Wenzhou.
The girl was screaming in her heart, "Family, does anyone understand? My favorite couple is such a perfect match!"
Fu Wenzhou has been going to the company less often lately, but everyone in the company knows that he is at home with his wife.
He was unaware that everyone in the company was now shipping the two as a couple.
Song Qingyou was bewildered by her enthusiastic response and cast a questioning look at Fu Wenzhou. The latter immediately blocked her way and turned back to glare at the girl with a warning look.
He thought she was good at handling things, but what does it mean that she's staring at his Youyou now?
girl:"……"
Aww, this is so sweet!
President Fu is so possessive, he loves her so much!
"Madam, this is a gift that Mr. Fu specially chose for you." The girl ran up to her and said exaggeratedly, "Mr. Fu spent several hours picking it out!"
Fu Wenzhou: "..."
Is it true that this girl said she had ten relationships in five years?
How can you be so blind?
Song Qingyou looked at Fu Wenzhou.
What does it mean to ask with your eyes?
Fu Wenzhou: "..."
He must be out of his mind to believe this little girl.
How could she have ten boyfriends in five years and still have each one completely devoted to her?
With that level of insight and emotional intelligence, she's probably been dumped ten times in the last five years, right?
He took Song Qingyou and left. Even after getting into the car, he still felt uneasy.
Song Qingyou looked at the bewildered girl outside the window, said "Wait" to Fu Wenzhou, then rolled down the car window and waved to the girl.
The girl paused for a moment, then her dejected expression vanished, and she came running over like a puppy running into its owner's arms.
Song Qingyou's lips curled into a smile.
No wonder they're from Fu Wenzhou's company; they're quite similar in some ways.
The girl arrived at the car, panting. She probably realized how foolish she had been and how she had disappointed President Fu. So she didn't dare to look at Fu Wenzhou's expression and secretly touched the president's wife's face.
"Madam." Once again, I sighed in admiration. Miss Song is truly beautiful.
Song Qingyou asked in a very gentle tone, "Did you and President Fu select all these things?"
"Ah, yes, yes."
Song Qingyou smiled and took the two small bags from her hands. "Thank you. Could you please put them in my car for me?"
The girl was taken aback for a moment, then exclaimed happily, "Of course!"
After putting her things away, Song Qingyou felt a little guilty. She said to Fu Wenzhou, "It's so hot. She's been working hard for several hours. Why don't you buy her a cup of coffee?"
The girl was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, no need, this old servant... ah no, I am honored to serve President Fu and you."
Fu Wenzhou opened the storage box, took out a wad of cash without counting it, and handed it over, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."
He then ignored the girl's reaction and drove away.
On the roadside, a girl stood there, holding a wad of cash, tears of happiness streaming down her face.
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Inside the car, Song Qingyou opened the two bags in her hands.
A bracelet and a brooch.
They are all the latest models from a certain brand.
Fu Wenzhou appeared to be driving seriously, but he couldn't miss any reaction on her face out of the corner of his eye.
Seeing that her expression remained unchanged, his heart sank.
The next moment, she put the bracelet on her wrist.
It was a vintage-style bracelet that combined raw stone and crystal, making her wrists appear even more slender, white, and delicate.
Song Qingyou seemed oblivious to the man's subtle actions, admiring herself as she took a few photos with her phone and posted them on her WeChat Moments.
Judging from how quickly her fingertips moved across the screen, she had clearly added text as well.
Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed the urge to stop the car and check. Seeing how much she loved it, his thin lips involuntarily curved into a smile.
He asked, feigning calmness, "Do you like it?"
Song Qingyou: "Hmm, I don't think any girl would dislike a gift."
"Since I've given you so much, shouldn't you reciprocate?"
Song Qingyou paused, then turned to look.
The man drove without looking to the side, but the smile on his lips was impossible to suppress.
Song Qingyou said calmly, "How about I organize a wedding for you?"
"squeak--!"
After a screech of brakes, the car came to a steady stop on the side of the road.
Fu Wenzhou stared in astonishment at the person so close to him, who was resting her chin on her hand, looking at him with a broad smile.
The bracelet on her wrist glittered in the sunlight.
However, it did not match even a fraction of the brilliance in her eyes.
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