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Chapter 217 Is it jealous?

Fu Chenhan's words were just a notice and did not give anyone the right to refuse. He glanced at Jiang Xiu and walked out of the reception room first.

The president said to Jiang Xiu kindly: "Miss Jiang, why don't you stay for lunch?"

Fu Chenhan told her to leave, but Jiang Xiu didn't dare not leave, so he quickly said, "No, thank you for your invitation, but I still have my studies."

The president regretted: "See you later."

Jiang Xiu nodded, said goodbye to the president, and hurriedly chased him out.

Fu Chenhan walked very slowly and deliberately waited for Jiang Xiu. Jiang Xiu didn't dare to get too close to him, so he followed others restrainedly. Fu Chenhan frowned: "Ms. Jiang."

"Ah?" Jiang Xiu looked up quickly.

Fu Chenhan stared at her: "Come here."

Jiang Xiu: ""

She slowly moved to Fu Chenhan: "You, do you have anything to do?"

Fu Chenhan's followers: "No way, can even such a delicate little girl like Lao Dada take action?

Should they coax them if they are scolded and cried?

Fu Chenhan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You seem to be afraid of me?"

Jiang Xiu gritted his teeth, looked up at Fu Chenhan, and said with his lips: "Everyone else knows that we know you!"

Fu Chenhan tsk and felt a little troublesome, "I still have something to do, so I won't continue to send it off. Miss Jiang walks slowly."

"Yeah," Jiang Xiu nodded quickly: "Thank you."

After saying that, he ran away quickly.

She remembered the way that Assistant Hu Te brought her up and followed her memory downstairs.

She originally thought that the most thrilling thing today was to meet the president, but she never thought it would become to meet Fu Chenhan.

This was the first time she saw Fu Chenhan on a formal occasion. He seemed so high and everyone had to look up to him.

It's far from the person she always teases her.

Jiang Xiu grabbed a handful of medals on his chest behind him. The gold was very cold and heavy, just like Jiang Xiu's heavy heart at this moment.

The elevator went down to the first floor. She walked out of the government gate and saw Uncle Wei's car parked in the original place. She was about to go over when suddenly a person stumbled over, as if someone was pushing him. Jiang Xiu subconsciously supported him, and the man thanked: "Thank you."

He was a very tall boy. He was wearing a black hoodie and a pair of large sunglasses on his face, covering half of his pale and elegant face. His skin felt pale as if he had not seen the sun all year round, but his lips were as red as blood, like the fiery red roses that suddenly bloomed in the snow and ice.

Jiang Xiu noticed that he was holding a blind guide stick in his hand - he was a blind man.

She couldn't help but feel a trace of compassion and said softly: "Be careful."

The boy pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm so embarrassed to almost hit you."

Jiang Xiu shook her head: "It's okay."

"I'm still sorry." said the boy, "I'll give you something. You spread your hands."

Jiang Xiu spread her palms curiously. The boy groped for a while, put a small thing in her palm, and then smiled: "I have something to do, let's go first."

Jiang Xiu lowered his head and looked at his palm. There was a piece of fruit candy lying quietly. It was the kind of candy wrapped in cellophane. Judging from the color, it should be grape-flavored.

She turned to see that the boy had gone far away.

When he opened the car door, Jiang Xiu was startled.

Fu Chenhan sat in the back seat, looking at her with dark eyes.

Jiang Xiu: ""

It was she who came downstairs first! How could this person be in the car!

Fu Chenhan reached out and pulled Jiang Xiu into the car. The car door closed and made a sound. Jiang Xiu was almost dragged into the car and lay on Fu Chenhan's chest, and heard the man's calm and powerful heartbeat.

She struggled for a few times and got up. Fu Chenhan's eyes were frosted: "Jiang Xiu, you are really capable. When you go downstairs, someone will throw you in your arms."

It took Jiang Xiu a while to realize that what he was talking about was the blind-eyed boy just now, confused: "He just bumped into him by accident. I just helped him, but he couldn't see it."

Fu Chenhan sneered: "If he could see it, he would not be able to leave with great skills."

Jiang Xiu: ""

She couldn't understand Fu Chenhan's sudden emotion, and didn't know why she was so smart today. A flash of inspiration in her mind, and she suddenly realized: "Are you jealous?"

Fu Chenhan sneered: "Jealous? Will you be jealous?"

When Jiang Xiu thought about it, he felt that there was something wrong with his idea. After all, Fu Chenhan himself said that she was just a playful gadget, so why would she be jealous of her?

Fu Chenhan pinched her chin and looked into her eyes: "Don't hook up with other people next time, you are mine now, you have to remember this."

Jiang Xiu's chin hurt a little, but she felt even more depressed - she didn't know why so many unknown emotions were coming out in her heart, which made her feel uncomfortable and wanted to cry, but she had always been a very strong child and tried her best to hold it back.

She is not qualified to cry.

For Fu Chenhan, she was fresh and interesting, and was a novel toy that he had never been exposed to. She just needed to wait until he got tired of playing with it. Other emotions were redundant.

So she nodded obediently.

Fu Chenhan let go of his hand and asked, "Are you bullied by someone surnamed Song today?"

Jiang Xiu said, "It's not considered bullying, I'm also bullying back."

Fu Chenhan grabbed her hand and looked at it, his eyes cold: "Isn't this called bullying?"

Jiang Xiu looked at it and explained: "It's not very serious, I'll just go back and apply some ointment."

Fu Chenhan closed his eyes, fearing that the murderous aura he leaked would scare Jiang Xiu. His voice was cold: "The Song family can't move now. After a while, my uncle will avenge you."

Jiang Xiu lowered her head: "No, I've really bullied me back and got 100,000 yuan from her!"

Fu Chenhan didn't say anything, but sneered in his heart.

No one can touch his things, let alone hurt them. What's the point of being a 100,000 yuan? He will make Song Wanwan pay a hundred times a thousand times a price.

"He is a very kind child." The woman leaned against the railing and looked down at the city where the car was flowing like water and horses. She lit a cigarette slowly, and the voice also brought some seductive smell of cigarettes: "Achu, what do you think?"

The boy wearing a black hoodie looked up slightly, his eyes that were no longer visible to the light faced the light, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile appeared on the corners of his bright red lips: "Well, he is a very kind child."

The woman spit out a smoke ring and said, "So what about your decision?"

The young man's slender and pale fingers slowly stroked the blind stick on his hand, as if he was stroking his lover who had been away for a long time, and his voice was gentle: "What a pity."
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