Chapter 33
Jin Chaochao walked up to him and smiled sweetly at him, "An interesting thing happened at the door just now, do you want to hear it?"
Fu Tingyuan looked at Jin Chaochao, "What's interesting?"
She asked with a smile: "Song Yuehan, do you know him?"
Fu Tingyuan frowned, "I've heard of it, but I don't remember it."
Probably some rich girl. He had heard her name from others, but he had no memory of her face.
Jin Chaochao sat down opposite him, took out a fan from her bag and waved it intermittently.
"She came to see you, probably because of something. But this person has committed a crime and has been arrested by the police. He will be in prison for at least ten years in the future."
Fu Tingyuan's memory seemed to be torn apart by a hand, and a string of memories that had been forgotten for many years were dug out.
The past flashed through his mind like a movie.
Song Yuehan?
He seemed to be a college classmate and Meng Shuya’s best friend.
As for Meng Shuya...
He looked at Jin Chaochao, "She didn't say what she wanted to talk to me about?"
Jin Chaochao shook his head, "No, do you want to send someone to ask?"
Fu Tingyuan shook his head decisively, "I seem to have known her when we were in school, but so many years have passed. I haven't spoken much to her and we are not familiar with each other."
The word "unfamiliar" says it all.
Only then did Jin Chaochao feel relieved.
Just not the ex-girlfriend.
She smiled and looked at Fu Tingyuan, "You look unhappy, do you want me to help you?"
Fu Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, "I'm in a bad mood, can you still help?"
Jin Chaochao closed his fan and stood up, looking cool and heroic.
"Of course, I have secret techniques."
Fu Tingyuan's brows relaxed, "You try it!"
Jin Chaochao pulled out a glass incense burner from her bag, took out the incense she had developed, made an incense tower and then lit it.
A rich and exotic fragrance spread in the room with the flowing air, and the faint smell lingered at the tip of the nose, with a sweet taste, as if pears just picked from the tree after the rain, or like a lotus pond washed by clear rain, leaving only bursts of elegant fragrance.
Fu Tingyuan's originally very depressed mood was soothed instantly, and his heart seemed to be caressed by the gentle sunshine. He felt indescribably relaxed and comfortable.
He couldn't help but close his eyes and greedily breathed in this rare tranquility.
Jin Chaochao lay on the table opposite Fu Tingyuan, holding her chin and quietly admiring the man's beautiful face.
His facial features are majestic and noble, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth. His most attractive feature is his tall and straight figure, which always gives people a sense of strength as unshakable as steel.
As she watched, she felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart and her breathing was no longer as peaceful as before.
Fu Tingyuan likes this kind of incense very much.
He opened his eyes and met Jin Chaochao's dark eyes.
The two men's eyes met.
Jin Chaochao quickly retracted her gaze and smiled, "Are you feeling better?"
Fu Tingyuan looked at the incense that was about to burn out, "Not bad, can you give me some of your incense?"
Jin Chaochao nodded, "Sure, you only need to use it once when you are feeling upset."
This thing has a very strong effect of calming the mind. It is not recommended to use it frequently. It is best to use it in moderation.
Jin Chaochao handed the remaining half of the can of incense to Fu Tingyuan, "Don't waste it, the material used in this thing is very precious. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it with one or two thousand gold."
Fu Tingyuan raised his head in shock, "You're just giving it to me like this?"
Jin Chaochao smiled generously, "Good things are only good when they are given to people who need them. I can't use them, so I'll give them to you so that they can play their due value."
Fu Tingyuan manages such a large company, so it is inevitable that he will encounter many bad things.
We are all human and we all have temper.
He needed it, and she just happened to have it.
That's all.
Fu Tingyuan felt a real warmth in his heart, which had been silent for many years.
Over the years.
He always keeps aloof, facing all the ups and downs alone, and no one has ever cared about his feelings.
When you are tired, sleepy, angry, good or bad, you have to digest it all by yourself.
Jin Chaochao was like an accident that suddenly broke into his world. This accident was sometimes as bright as the sun, sometimes as beautiful as a flower, and sometimes as warm as a fireplace.
Who can resist such a beautiful girl?
"Thank you!" Fu Tingyuan is not a stingy person.
Jin Chaochao treats him well, and he will not treat her unfairly.
He took out a black bank card from the drawer and handed it to her, "This is my secondary card, take it and buy whatever you want."
Jin Chaochao took it generously and asked with a smile, "What is the highest you can swipe?"
"Unlimited!"
"Aren't you afraid that I'll spend all your money?"
Fu Tingyuan curled his lips and smiled, "You are able to spend all my money, which is also your ability."
Jin Chaochao was so happy. Her husband was simply the best.
He would help her when she was in trouble, give her an unlimited black card, and she wouldn't have to serve and take care of him every day.
"Mr. Fu, blow me a kiss!" Jin Chaochao raised her hand and blew him a kiss.
Fu Tingyuan's ears suddenly turned red, and he waved his hands pretending to be calm, "I'm busy here, if you have time, you can go and see the store decoration."
Jin Chaochao happily went out with the black card.
The store is being renovated in full swing, and the newly hired decoration team is working very quickly.
According to her idea, it has already taken shape.
The tables and chairs are also custom made.
She looked around and made sure everything was ok, so she prepared to go home. She walked out of the store and was about to walk towards the car when suddenly a dirty child rushed forward and blocked her way.
"Sister, I haven't eaten for three days. Please have mercy on me!"
The little boy was about six or seven years old and spoke in a clear voice. It seemed that he had rehearsed his words countless times in advance and they had become a jingle.
Jin Chaochao looked down at him.
He also looked at her timidly, his big black eyes as bright as purple grapes.
Jin Chaochao gently placed her hand on the little boy's head.
She originally wanted to use the art of deduction to see why he was in such a situation.
Unexpectedly, the moment her hand touched his head, her consciousness was brought into a pitch-black space where she could not see her hand in front of her face.
In space.
Pitch-darkness enveloped her, and boundless fear overwhelmed her nerves like a tide.
She stretched out her hand and all she touched was a sticky liquid... There were potholes under her feet and she fell before she took a step.
Jin Chaochao clasped her hands together, and a dazzling white light burst out from her palms.
She used the flame of holy light to illuminate the space.
What I saw was a closed space, full of garbage, dirty water stains on the ground, and blood covering the walls like spider webs.
The devastated world is filled with indifference, murderous intent, decadence, and death...
Only then did she realize that this was actually a child's sea of consciousness.
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