Back at the Fu Mansion, Fu Yitian told Song Shiqing to go into the house on his own. However, he wanted to do something for him. However, what Fu Zhaoting did today still made Song Xianqing uneasy.

"Fu Ting, what are you planning?"

Fu Yanting turned around and looked at Song Wanqing as he said coldly, "You don't need to know! An Xin will be your Mistress Fu. Otherwise, I don't mind changing seats immediately! "

The iciness in Fu Yanting's eyes made Song Shuqing uncomfortable.

This man had made her even more conflicted with her so-called family, while he acted like nothing had happened. Her previous gentleness was just an act.

Fu Yating drove away in his car. As he looked at the smoke coming out from the car, Song Xianqing's brows were tightly knitted together.

Had she made the wrong choice?

Could this man really be moved by her?

"Little girl, why are you standing outside?"

Old man Fu's voice interrupted Song Shiqing's train of thoughts.

"Grandfather, the wind is blowing strongly outside, please be careful of your body."

Song Wanqing quickly carried Old Man Fu into the house. She purposely didn't mention the Song Family in front of the old man. It was a good thing that the old tutor didn't ask.

Fu Yating did not return until the evening. Song Wanqing went to bed after showering early.

She was awakened by the sound of a door opening.

Faintly opened his eyes, what entered his sight was a familiar face with a clear and cold expression.

"Why did you come in?"

Since the night of their marriage, she and Fu Zhaoting had shared a room and slept together. However, Fu Yanting had actually come to her room today.

"Sleep."

"But didn't you …"

Before Song Wanqing could finish her sentence, Fu Zhaoting had already taken off his jacket and was lying down beside her.

"You … How can you? "

"I won't touch you."

Fu Yating said impatiently. At the same time, he turned his back to Song Wanqing.

Song Wanqing felt a sense of loss.

Although Fu Ting did not explain, he could only do so because the old man had discovered that they were sleeping in separate rooms.

She sighed and looked at his broad back, and the only time she could not help but think of that happiness came to her mind. The distance between them was so close, but she was like a person from two different worlds, getting further and further away.

Amidst her troubled emotions, Song Wanqing fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up in the morning, the area beside him was already empty. The place where he had lain was no longer warm. It seemed that he had left a long time ago.

After breakfast, Song Wanqing went to work at the Fu family on time.

When they arrived at the office, Song Wanqing saw that there was a brand-new laptop on the table. At the same time, she heard people talking. It turned out that on the day that she was not at the company, Fu Zitian had issued an emergency order for the company's technical department to focus on checking out the company's network. At the same time, he stopped using all the computers and replaced them as fast as possible.

Fu Yating's swift and fierce actions were evident.

Song Wanqing wasn't sure how many problems there were in the Fu Family. But immediately after that was the publication of the new season. Kathleen asked Song Shuqing to communicate with the model.

Because the dress that Allian talked about was elegant and generous, there was a requirement for the model's appearance. The Fu family owned its own model company. Song Wanqing's job was to go to the model company to retrieve the information on the models.

Because Ailan said it was at Fu's headquarters, for convenience's sake, the model company owned by the Fu family was very close to the Fu family.

After Song Wanqing went downstairs, she got on a taxi and arrived at the model company in less than five minutes.

Song Wanqing took the elevator up to the fifth floor. This was the office of the manager of the model company.

After sitting in the reception room for a while, Song Shuqing heard a familiar voice.