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Ning Jin's hand that was holding onto the cup tightened, how come she did not know about this?

But when he thought about how Han Chen never came back after he went out to look for him, could it be that he went to the hospital?

Heavens, he mustn't ruin her tender and white hands.

The moment Ning Jin returned to his office, he immediately saw Ning Jin. It was just that her hands, which were placed on the table, were blinking too much.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Huayong directly walked in front of the desk and sat down. He seemed to be asking casually, but the corner of his eyes never left.

Tsk, it's still because of you.

Ning Jin was furious in his heart, he pretended not to hear, but his hand automatically placed under the table.

Fu Huayong was startled, when did he offend her?

Looking at his watch, he did not have much time, there were only a few minutes left before the press conference began. He flipped open a document and Fu Huayong arrived: "Accompany me to the press conference." When the document arrived, his line of sight didn't stop there. After he finished speaking, he directly closed it.

"Not going."

Ning Jin immediately rejected his idea. This press conference was meaningless to her, if she went to Feng Yu and became an adult, she would do it.

Fu Huayong frowned, "You must go."

In her eyes, there was never even a single word that she needed to say. As she stood up, the temperature of the surrounding suddenly dropped, not even sparing Fu Huayong a glance.

"I still have things to do, so I'll be taking half a day off." Without waiting for Fu Huayong's permission, Ning Jin walked into the office.

Ning Jin muttered to himself as he walked.

She and Fu Huayong were currently in a cooperative relationship, not servants. Why did he need to not discuss anything with her?

She was someone who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Walking to the elevator door, he turned to look and saw that Fu Huayong had caught up with him.

Just as the elevator door closed, two more hands came out from between the doors. She had already said how could Fu Huayong not look at her.

After two glances, Ning Jin acted as if he did not see anything.

What did you think he could use to trick her back? Three words, impossible, he had already thought of all sorts of reasons to refuse.

"Your bag."

The elevator door opened, and Fu Huayong's smelly face appeared. The bag was hooked onto the top part of his middle finger, and the other parts of it would be tied up. Ning Jin felt a little guilty and guilty.

But then she was confused, he just came to deliver a bag to her?

Seeing that Ning Jin did not react after a long time, Fu Huayong threw his bag onto Ning Jin's body and then walked into the elevator as well. Ning Jin frantically caught the bag and asked: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Huayong raised his watch: "It's about to start."

The two of them rode in the elevator for a short time, only three minutes. She arrived at the car park and Fu Huayong went to the first floor.

However, the man was silent and looked relaxed.

Ning Jin thought whether or not Fu Huayong's words at the office were just to tease her.

After arriving at the third floor, Ning Jin couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you don't want to beg me?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Huayong shot a cold glance at him, and said in a muffled voice: "Will you go?"

In Ning Jin's impression, when Fu Huayong was arrogant to the bone, it had always been others begging him, he had never seen Fu Huayong begging others before.

Ning Jin rolled his eyes, raised his head and said: "If you beg me, I can consider." In reality, she was only pretending. After all, how could Fu Huayong possibly beg her for such a small matter?

Probably in the dream.

After he finished speaking, a ding sound rang as the elevator door opened. Fu Huayong adjusted his collar and walked out of the elevator, a type of high level boss aura pounced onto him. Ning Jin still had not come to appreciate it, but his hands that hung outside his thighs were suddenly pulled apart.

She was stunned.

But Fu Huayong's words made her even more confused.

"I beg of you."

Did she hear wrong?

With a turn of her head, Fu Huayong's face was right in front of her. Her red lips were only a few centimeters away from her ear.

"You, what did you say?"

But those words were drowned out by the cracking noises, countless people turned their cameras towards Fu Huayong and Ning Jin, the scene was extremely lively, as if it was a market nanny going to a market.

No, was she tricked? Or did he send himself over?

Ning Jin raised his hand as if he had just slapped Fu Huayong, then slapped himself again.

Fu Huayong's big hand naturally slid onto Ning Jin's waist, and with a slight force of his fingers, the distance between the two of them became even closer, "Smile, don't let others think that you're feeling guilty."

Another tempting voice entered his ears.

How could she laugh at this?

Can you laugh at being suddenly kidnapped?

Lowering his head to look at Fu Huayong's hand that wanted him to take advantage of her, Ning Jin gnashed his teeth.

"Young Master Fu, I heard that you called this press conference to prove that all the rumors were false?"

"Young Master Fu, if what I said before is the truth, how will you deal with it? Do you want to exterminate your relatives or stand on the side of fairness?"

"Young Master Fu …" The reporters rushed forward, afraid that they would fall behind. If not for the security guards stopping them, Fu Huayong and the rest would have been drowned.

Ning Jin turned his face to the side and looked at Fu Huayong, who was sweating a little because it was too awkward listening to such a question. Fu Huayong's expression did not change.

Fu Huayong smiled and waited, then said: "Right now, there is still some time before the press conference, everyone, do not be anxious, we will go to the conference hall to rest for a while."

As if there was some kind of magic, when Fu Huayong opened his mouth, everyone quieted down, but after he finished, the crowd became even more clamorous.

"Young Master Fu, Young Master Fu, what are you trying to hide? "I heard that you were carrying Madam and your sister-in-law around together, that's why you were trembling at the royal ball, right?"

Ning Jin's eyes lit up.