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There's nothing between her and me

Ning Jin lowered his head and looked at the hand at his waist as a warm feeling flashed past his heart.

"Thank you."

But when she saw that Fu Huayong had directly grabbed her palm without saying a word, a certain soft place in her heart stirred. It was very sweet, so sweet that she unconsciously curled the corner of his lips.

The temperature that came from her hands made her expression soften. Actually, this man was pretty good too, Ning Jin thought so.

"Are you retarded? You can do this after a meal? "

Ning Jin cried. Who was she crying for?

At this moment, the back of his white hand was covered with bright red marks. One could imagine how high the temperature of the porridge that just came out was.

Fu Huayong picked up the cup of water beside his hand and poured it onto the injured part of Ning Jin's body while his fingers gently pushed and pushed. Ning Jin only felt his heart beating even faster, and the smoke coming out of his seven orifices was about to come out of his eyes, and tomorrow, a woman would probably die suddenly due to her heart beating too quickly.

Ning Jin thought dejectedly, but what she never expected was that Fu Huayong actually blew at her injured location, causing his to feel a chill. Maybe it was because Fu Huayong's actions were too scary, or maybe it was because of Ning Jin's reflexes, she pulled his hand away from Fu Huayong's palm without any warning.

Just because he was careless, the cup that was filled with Fu Huayong's water fell to the ground with a clear sound, causing the cup to blossom.

Ning Jin was confused, was she trying to steal a chicken until it turned into rice?

"Ning Jin!"

Ning Jin gloomily looked at Ning Jin and shouted. Ning Jin's heart immediately thumped, not because Fu Huayong was angry, but because Feng Yu and her companions were attracted over by this voice.

He then shouted out in shock, "Hua Yong!"

Fu Huayong was startled, frowning as he looked behind.

Ning Jin immediately covered her eyes. There was no need for her to eat.

The result was that when Fu Huayong turned his head around, he did not turn his head back. The moment he saw Fu Huayong turn his head around, Ning Jin clearly saw Feng Yu's dilated pupils and twisted features. Honestly speaking, if it was combined with her thick makeup, Ning Jin was glad that he did not eat.

"Hua Yong, why are you here?"

Fu Huayong laughed, and looked at the arm that Feng Yu and the pot-bellied man were holding each other, the look in his eyes becoming sharper, because he was so nervous that Feng Yu had forgotten to pull his hand back. Now, he was directly caught red-handed.

"Ah, Hua Yong, listen to my explanation, I, I just, we..."

Feng Yu immediately pulled her arm away from the man's arm as if she had touched something disgusting, and ran to where Fu Huayong was holding onto his arm tightly, and begged him.

Fu Huayong remained calm and collected, quietly watching the farce. If not for his bone-piercing aura, Ning Jin would have thought that he was here to watch a play.

"I'm listening."

Fu Huayong stood up from his seat and said to Feng Yu word for word. He gave her a chance to explain, but she seemed to not know how to grasp it, and when Fu Huayong looked at the man who was standing by his side, the oppressive aura around his body became even stronger, and Fu Huayong didn't even look at Feng Yu, and directly walked towards the man. No matter what state Fu Huayong was in, all of his actions carried an indescribable grace.

Feng Yu was directly thrown to the side by Fu Huayong, not having any tender feelings for her. Ning Jin felt that Fu Huayong was pitiful.

"How is she?"

When he saw Fu Huayong's smiling face, he really wanted to die. "Young Master Fu, there's nothing between her and I, it's just a simple meal, really."

There was a saying, "to conceal one's identity," and this man was clearly in this state. It was as if he was in a hurry to remove his title of murderer, but the more he learned it, the more people knew that there was a problem.

Fu Huayong laughed, this time he laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed, "I really have to thank you for sending me out early in the morning to eat!"

The pot-bellied man acted as if he did not understand the hidden meaning behind Fu Huayong's words, and replied hurriedly with a smile that carried a dog's leg: "That's what I should do, that's what I should do."

With that said, Fu Huayong's smile became even more gentle.

Of course?

Why should he treat his lover to dinner?

Ning Jin was also tired from watching from the side.

It was now around 7 in the morning. Was Feng Yu, the famous celebrity, so idle that she had to drag him over to eat breakfast so early in the morning? Probably because they slept together, they ate breakfast together. Ning Jin still felt that this explanation was more reasonable.

Fu Huayong took another step forward, and asked with a face brimming with happiness: "Do you know what kind of people I dislike the most?"

The man was shocked. His eyes flashed as he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. He asked weakly, "What, what does it look like?"

As for Fu Huayong, in order to give the man an answer, he had directly swung his fist upwards. Don't just look at the guy who looked like he was even heavier than Fu Huayong, he directly fell to the ground in front of Fu Huayong's fist.

"Do you know now? "Hrm?"

Fu Huayong acted as if he had just done something extremely artistic. He elegantly adjusted his clothes and looked at the man with a disdainful gaze. When Fu Huayong's punch landed on the man, Feng Yu immediately let out a scream that was loud enough to shatter a glass.