Chapter 1286
Do you think I'm a second-rate?
Ziyang said something east and west, singing and singing, intoxicated in it, seemed to be really casual, but the corners of her eyes were crying fiercely, she wiped the tears flowing from the corners of her mouth, and sang a song about Qinghai-Tibet Plateau , the sound is getting higher and higher...
Fu Hong leaned against the door of the bathroom, and there was a faint singing voice from the other side of the door, either light or melancholy, high-pitched or low-pitched...
It seems to do as one pleases, very carefree.
But he clenched his fists tightly, as if he could feel the emotion she deliberately concealed from it.
damn it!
He loathes her self-defeating self-torture!
For a long time, for a long time, until he smoked a whole pack of cigarettes irritably, Zi Yang slowly opened the bathroom door.
"Well, it smells like smoke." She frowned.
Fu Hong quickly extinguished the last cigarette, lowered his eyes, just intersecting with her gaze, Zi Yang shrugged and turned his eyes away, went straight to the window and opened the curtains to disperse the pungent smell in the room.
"I will quit smoking."
He bowed his head.
She raised her chin.
Look at each other again.
In Fu Hong's eyes, there was a thick heat and pity, which circulated and fluctuated.
"Uh? What?"
"I said I would quit smoking."
Fu Hong didn't care about her absent-mindedness, but smiled instead.
He stretched out his hand, and irresistibly hugged her, carried her out of the smoky room, and changed to a room with fresh air.
She doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, and he will quit.
Zi Yang originally wanted to refuse, but Fu Hong insisted.
She smiled lowly, stretched out her horribly stinky fingers, "It's all wet, can you bandage it for me?"
Fu Hong nodded, went to take out the medicine box, and bandaged her again.
"Oh yes, one more thing, can you do me a favor?"
Zi Yang thought about whether Qin Shou was in the company during the day, Zi Ran was in a hurry and didn't know how to deal with the company, "Can you lend Qin Shou to my brother for a while? Ran Ran didn't graduate from university and knew nothing about the company, but Now my father is sick, and the company is in chaos. He has to take on the responsibility of the son of the Lu family. I heard that Qin Shou is very good at it? The day before yesterday, Ran Ran was very face-saving in the company. You can ask him to help Ran Ran ?"
Fu Hong narrowed his eyes: "I will send another person to help your brother. Don't worry, the person I send will definitely not be bad, and maybe it is more suitable to guide your brother."
Qin Shou is one of the most capable people under his command, and he has a lot of work to do, so it's overkill for him to be in charge of a company like Lu's.
"Okay then, but it has to be a powerful character. I don't like ordinary characters." Ziyang stuck out her tongue, smiled and frowned: "Take it easy."
"It hurts to cry out."
Fu Hong was so nervous that he disinfected her fingers, applied Yunnan Baiyao, and wrapped them in band-aids.
Ziyang's ten fingers were all covered with Band-Aids, which was not aesthetically pleasing. She raised her mouth higher than the sky, stretched out her two hands, and stared at him in protest: "Fu Hong, tell the truth, you are Didn't you mean to vilify me?"
"It's beautiful." He said lightly.
In his eyes, no matter what she turned into, she was so beautiful that he trembled.
Perhaps, this is beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Zi Yang is not such a coaxable girl. "You think I'm a second-hander, without the ability to appreciate beauty and ugliness?"
She raised her voice: "It's so ugly, it's so ugly."
She clamored to remove the Band-Aid, Fu Hong smiled faintly, and grabbed her hands to prevent her from doing anything recklessly.
Fu Hong leaned against the door of the bathroom, and there was a faint singing voice from the other side of the door, either light or melancholy, high-pitched or low-pitched...
It seems to do as one pleases, very carefree.
But he clenched his fists tightly, as if he could feel the emotion she deliberately concealed from it.
damn it!
He loathes her self-defeating self-torture!
For a long time, for a long time, until he smoked a whole pack of cigarettes irritably, Zi Yang slowly opened the bathroom door.
"Well, it smells like smoke." She frowned.
Fu Hong quickly extinguished the last cigarette, lowered his eyes, just intersecting with her gaze, Zi Yang shrugged and turned his eyes away, went straight to the window and opened the curtains to disperse the pungent smell in the room.
"I will quit smoking."
He bowed his head.
She raised her chin.
Look at each other again.
In Fu Hong's eyes, there was a thick heat and pity, which circulated and fluctuated.
"Uh? What?"
"I said I would quit smoking."
Fu Hong didn't care about her absent-mindedness, but smiled instead.
He stretched out his hand, and irresistibly hugged her, carried her out of the smoky room, and changed to a room with fresh air.
She doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, and he will quit.
Zi Yang originally wanted to refuse, but Fu Hong insisted.
She smiled lowly, stretched out her horribly stinky fingers, "It's all wet, can you bandage it for me?"
Fu Hong nodded, went to take out the medicine box, and bandaged her again.
"Oh yes, one more thing, can you do me a favor?"
Zi Yang thought about whether Qin Shou was in the company during the day, Zi Ran was in a hurry and didn't know how to deal with the company, "Can you lend Qin Shou to my brother for a while? Ran Ran didn't graduate from university and knew nothing about the company, but Now my father is sick, and the company is in chaos. He has to take on the responsibility of the son of the Lu family. I heard that Qin Shou is very good at it? The day before yesterday, Ran Ran was very face-saving in the company. You can ask him to help Ran Ran ?"
Fu Hong narrowed his eyes: "I will send another person to help your brother. Don't worry, the person I send will definitely not be bad, and maybe it is more suitable to guide your brother."
Qin Shou is one of the most capable people under his command, and he has a lot of work to do, so it's overkill for him to be in charge of a company like Lu's.
"Okay then, but it has to be a powerful character. I don't like ordinary characters." Ziyang stuck out her tongue, smiled and frowned: "Take it easy."
"It hurts to cry out."
Fu Hong was so nervous that he disinfected her fingers, applied Yunnan Baiyao, and wrapped them in band-aids.
Ziyang's ten fingers were all covered with Band-Aids, which was not aesthetically pleasing. She raised her mouth higher than the sky, stretched out her two hands, and stared at him in protest: "Fu Hong, tell the truth, you are Didn't you mean to vilify me?"
"It's beautiful." He said lightly.
In his eyes, no matter what she turned into, she was so beautiful that he trembled.
Perhaps, this is beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Zi Yang is not such a coaxable girl. "You think I'm a second-hander, without the ability to appreciate beauty and ugliness?"
She raised her voice: "It's so ugly, it's so ugly."
She clamored to remove the Band-Aid, Fu Hong smiled faintly, and grabbed her hands to prevent her from doing anything recklessly.