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She is a good citizen

After standing for a while, many people went in and out, but there were still no signs of Han Jing. After a while, Ning Jin returned to his original position, and realised that Han Jing had returned to his original position.

When did she come? Was she mistaken?

Fu Huayong ignored him, his hand becoming tighter.

"Let go of Young Master Fu."

The coquettish woman was dissatisfied. This was his man, why would this woman occupy this place? From the moment he entered, he had never changed.

Ning Jin rolled his eyes, was she blind?

Did he hug her and not let her go?

Before he could say anything, a voice came from beside him, "Brother, I want to go home. I want to go now."

Han Jing was a little hesitant, she did not dare look around.

Han Chen sat beside the meson, and agreed: "It's about time today, bring your sister back."

Han Chen nodded and dragged Han Jing to do his own thing. Walking out of the bar, the rest of them continued to sit, and seeing that Ning Jin did not react, they got even more excited.

"Sigh, let go of me. Young Master Fu is also someone you can hug."

His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it. However, no one came out to stop him. Fu Huayong did not look like he was really drunk, and the hands he held were not relaxed at all. Although Ning Jin did not want to make a ruckus, he was not a saint either, "I can't hug you like I can?"

It was full of disdain. The woman was enraged: "I am a woman from Young Master Fu, why can't I hug you anymore." Then a wave of scorn: "How dare you sit here with a pheasant you didn't bring."

Wild chicken? She was afraid to speak of herself.

All men thought so, including Fu Huayong.

"You are her woman and I am his wife. Who are you calling 'big'?"

In this name, she didn't have any feelings, so it would be good if she could solve the problem.

"What?"

The woman's eyes widened as she looked around for evidence. If it was true, wouldn't she run into a wound?

"Forget it, don't bother looking at them."

Women are ignorant, and she is embarrassed as a compatriot.

"Who are you lying to? I don't believe it. "

Everyone liked to sit at the end of their tether, so when a person's words were strong, they had no confidence. Ning Jin explained what he was looking at, and then pulled away from Fu Huayong's hand that was in his grasp and asked: "Why do I encounter this kind of trouble every time I come out?"

What could a woman do if she stuck close to him?

Fu Huayong did not reply, this response gave the woman enough courage. She stretched out her index finger and said: "Even Young Master Fu is too lazy to talk to you, you should just quickly scram."

I'm sorry, she didn't know how to get out.

Taking a look at a certain part of her body, which was filled with raging waves of anger, she finally understood what it meant to have a big chest and no brain.

She stood up and saw that the others weren't enjoying the show. She rolled her eyes and said, "I really don't have that much international time to play with you. I'm very busy."

She was really afraid that the more she dealt with the women, the more transgender she would become. Fu Huayong laughed and stood up as well.

Walking forward, the rest of the people began to whistle, doing whatever it was they were doing.

He stood up, but before he could even take a step, he was stopped. It was only her.

"Where are you going, Young Master Fu?"

A woman accompanying a man was not qualified to block the path of a potential financial backer. However, after a short period of time, she felt that he had fallen into a trap.

"Don't go, I beg you."

Ning Jin shrugged and did not speak. He glanced at it and said coldly: "Go away."

"Young Master Fu."

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, but the man's heart was stone-cold. The two of them left anyway, the woman collapsed on the sofa, unable to recover her senses.

To fall in love with a person is just for a moment, even if you don't know anything about him.

After getting on the car, Ning Jin sat in the driver's seat and walked out of the bar. His eyes were clear, and it seemed like he was just pretending to be drunk.

"Aren't you going to compensate your great beauty?"

Regarding Fu Huayong's abnormal behavior today, it was a little strange.

He stretched out his hand. "Are you curious?"

Ning Jin threw up his hands: "I'm just asking, you can say but you don't have to." It didn't have much to do with her anyway.

He placed his hand on his chest, a few buttons scattered around his chest, revealing his well-dressed chest. He then leaned his head against the pillow, looking at the situation from this angle, it seemed a bit lackadaisical.

"It's just a business treat."

Recreation?

"It's not your brother's birthday?"

Fu Huayong laughed: "We are never in the same venue." He had seen a lot.

Ning Jin did not understand it at first, but he did understand it the next day.

"Young Master Fu, this is the Silver Eared Lotus Seed Porridge that I made for you. It's good for your stomach." When she arrived at the entrance of the company, she was wearing a pair of pure white breeches and a short midriff jacket. His waistcoat had a fluent line and his chest looked a little like an animal.

However, her temperament was different from the other girls. She should be a young miss of a rich family, but at that moment, Ning Jin understood what Fu Huayong meant. It was possible that this woman's goal was not pure, even though he already had a wife.

"Why is it you?"

The woman was shocked when she saw Ning Jin, and then she thought of something, her face was startled as she stuttered: "You, you are Young Master Fu's wife."

Sort of.

Ning Jin asked. "What's the matter?"

This was a tacit agreement. No matter how thick-skinned he was, snatching a man in front of his true self still required him to have psychological qualities.

The thing in his hand was a little hot, but he did not have the thick skin to snatch it away. He raised his chest and became much more imposing: "I said yesterday, I am Young Master Fu's woman."

"Oh."

Ning Jin nodded.

"Oh?" The woman was confused. Shouldn't she be hysterical if she heard that? But this? Could it be her plan?

In an instant, Ning Jin got the title of scheming bitch.

Fu Huayong, on the other hand, did not say a word, and directly walked away. Ning Jin followed closely behind, and the woman did not want to be outdone, so when he entered the office, the secretary was stunned.

Ning Jin replied: She is a good citizen.

Ning Jin found a place to sit down and picked up the book to read. The lady glared at him coldly, then stepped onto the stilts and walked towards Fu Huayong. Pa da.

"Young Master Fu, I made this myself. Try it."

But the protagonist ignored him, picked up the document and read it, last of all, glanced at Ning Jin with an unreadable gaze. In the end, this look of not caring at all made him feel defeated.