Yan Qingfeng seemed to be stunned for a moment when he heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Luo Nanchu, and saw that the other party did not move, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Then I'll send you there."

Half an hour later, Yan Qingfeng's car stopped at Fu Tingyuan's villa in London.

Fu Tingyuan's villa is very close to red-black, and he bought it for the convenience of going to work.

It's just that Fu Tingyuan left the year later, and the company was handed over to Yan Qingfeng to deal with, and the villa was also idle.

Fu Tingyuan went in to open the door, and Luo Nanchu stood on the side of the road waiting for Yan Qingfeng to take off her suitcase.

"Thank you." She smiled and thanked him.

Yan Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Fu Tingyuan, who had already entered the house, and then retracted his gaze to look at Luo Nanchu.

She has a smile on her face, sweet and cute.

Yan Qingfeng sighed slowly: "You shouldn't come over this wedding." ”

Luo Nanchu smiled and shook his head: "I won't do anything, just come to attend the wedding." You don't have to worry. ”

She knew that Yan Qingfeng was taboo.

"I didn't mean that." Yan Qingfeng said, "I'm just afraid that you will be sad." ”

Luo Nan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's the same sadness whether you come or not." After a pause, he added, "He came to me personally, and I can't refuse." ”

Her tone was light, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

Yan Qingfeng looked at her for a while, then raised his hand and patted her shoulder: "No matter what, thank you." "If it weren't for Luo Nanchu's willingness to hide it, this matter wouldn't have been solved so easily.

Luo Nanchu looked at him and smiled, didn't say anything, waved his hand, and said to him with a suitcase, "I'm in." ”

She turned and went into the house.

Fu Tingyuan had already taken off his coat, and was pouring a glass of juice from the kitchen at the moment and drinking it, and when he saw Luo Nanchu coming in, he didn't react much.

Luo Nanchu walked over with his suitcase and asked with a smile, "Mr. Fu, where is Nan Chu staying tonight?" ”

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her smiling and ignored her.

When he returned to the UK, Fu Tingyuan's expression became cold.

Luo Nanchu felt that he should be disappointed with her reaction.

She could only sigh in her heart.

Fu Tingyuan finished drinking the juice alone, then turned around and went upstairs.

Luo Nanchu hurriedly followed.

As she ascended the stairs, she saw several pairs of women's high heels and pink plush slippers on the shoe rack at the top of the stairs.

Although the styles are all new, they are all worn.

She glanced at the shoes a few times, then took off her heels and walked up barefoot with her suitcase.

Fu Tingyuan took her up to the second floor.

Then I opened the door to one of the bedrooms and walked in.

Luo Nanchu obediently followed in and looked at it a few times.

The room is very large, but it shouldn't be Fu Tingyuan's bedroom, everything is brand new, and no one has used it.

It's just a very ordinary room.

She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, maybe she was a little disappointed, and a little helplessly bitter.

She didn't say anything, just walked over and dragged the suitcase inside, crouched down and unzipped the suitcase.

Fu Tingyuan leaned against the wall and watched Luo Nanchu squat there and move out all the things in the suitcase.

The silver-gray shark doll, wearing a suit and tie, looked like an eyesore, and she took it out and placed it next to her pillow.

She even patted the shark's pointed mouth with her hand, as if she were very fond of it.