Chapter 1429 Don’t Dare to Let Him Handle It

Wen Qiao was taken into the car by Fu Nanli, his handsome face full of gloom.

Wen Qiao leaned over and touched his chin with her fingers like other girls did: "What's going on?"

Fu Nanli just squinted at her. The neon lights outside the window were wrapped in the autumn rain. There was tenderness in the man's eyes, but the tenderness was suppressed, as if he deliberately did not want to reveal it to the person in front of him.

Wen Qiao felt a little aggrieved.

Why is this eldest son angry?

After thinking about it all the way, the car stopped under the apartment. The driver and the bodyguard got out of the car. The autumn rain fell on the roof of the car. Wen Qiao finally figured out why he was angry.

"You went to the dinner party?"

Fu Nanli snorted softly in his nose: "Yeah."

Tsundere and Benjiao.

Wen Qiao shook his hand: "I left with He Xihuai because I had something to say to him. Do you want to be jealous?"

Man: "Tell me what kind of jealousy I should be jealous of and what kind of jealousy I shouldn't be jealous of."

Wen Qiao raised his hands in surrender: "It's my fault, but why didn't you tell me in advance when you went to pick me up?"

Young Master Fu gritted his teeth, not wanting to give her a surprise.

But I didn't expect to leave empty-handed.

Wen Qiao was carried into the corridor by Fu Nanli with an ambiguous posture. He was always like this, as if there was no one else around, as if he was the only one living in this building.

The elevator was just about to close.

Suddenly someone pressed the switch button and the elevator door opened again.

A well-dressed couple entered the elevator together. Wen Qiao, who was held in Fu Nanli's arms like a child, became stiff.

Neither above nor below.

The couple gave them an ambiguous look.

Wen Qiao read the emotions in their eyes.

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Really good at playing.

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So interesting.

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Husband, you should learn from others.

Fortunately, they lived on the fourth floor and got off the elevator quickly.

From behind came Master Fu's pale explanation: "She has sprained her ankle, so I hugged her like this."

Wen Qiao looked embarrassed and struggled to get down: "You can't hug me outside from now on."

The elevator arrived at their floor, and Fu Nanli carried the person out of the elevator.

"Mr. Fu, did you hear that?"

Fu Nanli said solemnly: "I still want to look at other people's eyes?"

Wen Qiao: "It's not about looking at other people's eyes, but because I want face."

Fu Nanli made a call and said, "I'm moving tomorrow. Find me a villa near Shuying Road. It will give me better privacy."

Qin Bei: "Okay, Master."

The real estate prince is finally changing his house. Half of the houses in Haicheng belong to his family, but he only lives in a duplex apartment.

He finally looks like a young master!

Wen Qiao:......

Well, the young master is rich and willful, and there are so many real estate properties in Haicheng named Fu. It doesn't take him a word to change where he wants to go.

Young Master Fu was very angry today, and Wen Qiao suffered a lot. He was pestered from downstairs to upstairs, and he went to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. It was already midnight.

"What did you say to He Xihuai?"

The man asked while frying steak for her.

Wen Qiao's legs were really weak, and she hugged his waist from behind: "What else can I say? I want to ask me how to solve this problem for someone who has trouble controlling his emotions. That person is so insidious, and he really pisses me off."

"How did he say?"

"He said there was no solution."

Fu Nanli's eyes suddenly darkened: "A person like He Xihuai can't be dealt with by normal means. I'll handle it."

Wen Qiao tightened his hands: "Don't come."

She also knows what methods her young master Fu will probably use.

It's nothing more than black and black, and the risk factor is too high.