The lounge was empty and quiet, and Fu Sui whispered in her ear, Le Xiangwan couldn't even ignore it even if she tried her best to ignore it.

A pair of Fu Sui's deep and gentle eyes, Le Xiangwan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and he also felt a little dry mouth.

Especially when she moved her sight down and fell on his light-colored thin lips, she felt like she was burning, for fear that she would not be able to help herself, so she rushed over and kissed him.

So, Fu Sui leaned against the back of the chair, looked at Le Xiangwan, who was sitting on his legs with a smile, and his cheeks were red at the corners of his lips, and his eyes were floating and watery, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Le Xiangwan was a little uncomfortable when Fu Sui smiled and saw it. The light of the light glanced at the teacup on his elbow, and subconsciously leaned over to pick up the steaming teacup in front of the seat opposite.

Le Xiangwan felt that Fu Sui knew she was coming, so she also made a cup of tea for her. Although it seemed particularly interesting to drink a cup of tea for the two of them, since Fu Sui had already made tea for her, she couldn't even insist on having a cup of tea with him.

But before her hand touched the teacup, Fu Sui reached out and held it, and then the teacup that was not too hot was stuffed into her hand, accompanied by Fu Sui's clear voice.

"Drink this."

Le Xiangwan looked down at the teacup in his hand, a little puzzled, "Isn't there still a cup that I haven't drunk before?"

"That's someone else's." Fu Suiyan said concisely, "Miaomiao drinks mine."

Even though I had already had indirect kissing, Le Xiangwan's heart was still trembling with the teacup that Fu Sui had drank.

I always felt that Fu Sui had kissed him everywhere in the mouth of the teacup. Every time she took a sip, she kissed him.

With his own thoughts, Le Xiangwan drank a few sips of tea in small sips, feeling that it was inappropriate to sit on Fu Sui's legs outside. He pressed his palm against Fu Sui's chest and got off his legs.

As soon as his feet landed, the door was pushed open from outside.

As soon as the principal who had just finished calling came back, he saw a girl suddenly appearing in the lounge where only him and Fu Sui were the only ones. He was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to ask her to go out, he saw the tea cup in her hand.

Le Xiangwan was a little embarrassed.

She thought Fu Sui was the only one here, but who knew that the principal came in suddenly, probably not suddenly. After all, she did not forget the two cups of tea placed on the table.

The cup should be from the principal, so Fu Suicai refused to let her drink it.

"Principal Liu, this is my wife Le Xiangwan." Fu Sui took the initiative to introduce, "I hope to take care of you in the school in the future."

After Fu Sui left with Le Xiangwan, Liu Kang looked at Le Xiangwan's information on the computer and immediately understood.

No wonder Fu Sui was unwilling to invite him before, so he suddenly changed his words and chose the vocational courses of the department as the lecture time. Otherwise, he should have chosen another time and selected the candidates for the lecture in the form of school tickets.

It turned out to be for his wife.

Fu Sui originally had to have dinner with a group of leaders at the school after the event, but Le Xiangwan's identity was awkward, and she was a little reluctant to let go, so Fu Sui accompanied her to eat something outside.

After all, it is indeed a bit late to go home and cook after cooking at this time.

"You didn't tell me, if I knew the principal was there, I wouldn't go to find you." Le Xiangwan sat in the private room and complained to Fu Sui.

"It's okay," Fu Sui explained, knowing what Le Xiangwan is worried about, "You can take care of any matters in school in the future, and your classmates won't know."

"It's still so embarrassing." Le Xiangwan covered her face, and the more she thought about it, the more embarrassing she became.

But she was a little lucky, but fortunately she got off Fu Sui's leg earlier, otherwise she would have been hit, which would have been even more embarrassing.

"It's all your fault."

Le Xiangwan finally concluded, "It's my husband's fault."

"Yes." Fu Sui Congshan responded with a slight flow, stretching out his palm towards Le Xiangwan, "Let Miaomiao slap a few times to relieve his anger."

Looking at Fu Sui's hand, Le Xiangwan couldn't help but beat him up, chewing the rice angrily, and swearing not to talk to Fu Sui for five minutes.

Le Zhengyang had just finished his meal at home and was about to go to the study when he received a call from an acquaintance.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke in a panic, "Your family, Xiangwan and Mr. Fu, are in a commercial marriage. You should have made an agreement in advance that they will not interfere with each other. What will happen will not affect the cooperation between the two companies?"

"What," Le Zhengyang was confused and a little confused, "What does it mean."

Thinking of what Le Zhengyang said in front of the media, the person on the other end of the phone just thought that Le Zhengyang was also hidden by the young couple, and explained, "I happened to be having dinner in Shangshixuan tonight. I met Xiangwan and the second young master of the Shen family who had dinner together. My behavior looked very close..."

Fearing that Le Zhengyang would not believe it, the man took a few blurry photos and sent them after hanging up the phone.

The cooperation between the two companies is in full swing. Even if they play, everyone knows it well. They will not put such things on the table and want to keep a low profile. How could they dare to date in a place where acquaintances are most likely to appear?

Therefore, when he discovered possible pornographic news, his acquaintance immediately informed Le Zhengyang.

After all, that day, neither Fu Sui's attitude nor Le Zhengyang's interview with the media seemed to be making fakes.

My friend subconsciously thought that Le Zhengyang was coaxed by Fu Suihe and Le Xiangwan, but it could be said that he was coaxing, which seemed unnecessary for Fu Sui.

Looking at the familiar facial contours in the photo, Le Zhengyang was almost a big head.

The photo is too blurry, but the general facial contour can still be seen clearly, but he looks like his daughter, not like his daughter.

Compared to the excessive speculation and interpretation of the outside world, Le Zhengyang has always known about Fu Sui-he and Le Xiangwan's relationship, otherwise he would not have been able to marry Le Xiangwan to Fu Sui for a cooperation.

So at the first moment, he only thought that something might have happened between Xiang Wan and Fu Sui, or whether it was when taking pictures, Fu Sui happened to go to the bathroom or answer the phone so he was not present.

After all, Fu Sui-sai and Shen Mingbai knew each other in the early years, and now they have some cooperation, which is the matter of public in the entire circle.

It was not surprising that he met Shen Mingbai at the evening party, but if he really wanted to have dinner with Shen Mingbai alone, it would be a bit intriguing.

Le Zhengyang didn't want to make too much guesses about his daughter, so he directly called Le Xiangwan's phone number locally.

When the phone rang, Le Xiangwan was shocked, and she was almost shocked.

As soon as she arrived at Haitang Bay, she untied her seat belt and suddenly sat on his lap while Fu Sui was not paying attention. Who knew that she was about to speak when her phone rang.

Fu Sui sat in the driver's seat, looked at his wife with a blushing face, and then hurriedly took out his cell phone to answer the phone.

The plan was disrupted, and she should be so shy now. Fu Suixiang.

Just as he was having dinner in the private room, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the chat page between her and Qiao Xining.

Qiao Qiao: I can’t tell, your Mr. Fu is quite romantic. I went to your school to give a speech. How much money can a person make in a net profit in a minute? Will he spend money to play with you?

"What kind of fun," Le Xiangwan looked confused, "He spoke well on stage. What kind of fun can he play with me?"

Qiao Qiao: Is it equivalent to teaching you a lecture once? Is it equivalent to teaching you a class once? Is it equivalent to teaching you a teacher? In the future, it is both the president, the teacher and the husband. Is it because you have made a profit? I think it can be arranged.

Le Xiangwan originally wanted to ask what to arrange, but when she looked up, she saw Fu Sui staring at her cell phone. Her eyes made her look so faint that she felt guilty that she immediately hid the cell phone behind her.

However, after thinking along the way, Le Xiangwan could have understood the meaning of Qiao Xining's words.

While she was ashamed, she was excited and nervous.

As soon as I tried to take the initiative, my courage was instantly extinguished by a phone call.

Le Xiangwan looked at the screen and answered the phone.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Fu Sui's hand was circling behind Le Xiangwan's waist. Le Xiangwan listened to the phone while twisting his body to avoid it, and glaring at him.

It’s just this kind of staring at people, not like a fierce look at people, but like **.

"No, I'm going home with Fu Suigang now. How could I go to dinner with Shen Mingbai? Dad, Uncle Jiang has misjudged the person."

Le Xiangwan was just talking, and he said as if he thought of something, "But there is a junior in our school who looks a little like me. When I was in class, I saw Shen Mingbai pick her up. Uncle Jiang should be her."

Le Zhengyang hung up the phone and was about to reply to a friend, when the news push popped up when his phone ran out of the news.

Looking at the above "the suspected relationship between the performing newcomer and the second young master of the Shen family was exposed", thinking about what Le Xiangwan said, and following the idea of ​​"no matter how similar it is, it shouldn't be like it," Le Zhengyang frowned and clicked on the news.

Compared to the photos sent by friends, the entertainment news is obviously full of high-definition, no-coded large pictures.

When Le Zhengyang saw this, he was a little stunned.

The details of facial features can still be clearly seen, but at first glance, he squinted his presbyopia eyes and thought that his daughter Xiangwan was above.

But how could two people who are not related by blood be carved out in the same mold?

"Qingqing," Le Zhengyang stood up and went downstairs to find Fang Qing's figure, "Look at this child, does it look like we Miaomiao are carved out in the same mold?"

Seeing Le Zhengyang's face was heavy and his words were serious, Fang Qing subconsciously put on reading glasses and took the phone to look carefully.

She searched through the reports and checked Shao Qingyu's personal information. When she saw her birth year, she unconsciously sighed, "If Smile was not wrongly held, she should have looked like this when she grew up, almost like her sister..."

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them were stunned at the same time.

Since the year when I discovered that Le Xiaoyan was held wrong, the Le family has spent a lot of manpower and financial resources on finding their biological daughter.

But with the original investigation methods and technology, it is impossible to find a baby in a country worth over a billion.

And starting from the surveillance of the hospital, I searched the carpet-style search around, and I only got a reply from the human trafficker, "I sold it long ago, I don't know where I took it, and the previous and next companies are all handled by different people."

After so many years, Fang Qing even gave up in his heart.

She drew an area on the first floor of Tan Palace to worship Buddha statues, and prayed to Gods and Buddhas every day, hoping that even if she couldn't find her smile, she could not be reunited with her family, and she could live well outside. She had a simple and kind parents who grew up safely, rather than being cut off and begged along the street like the news reports.

In that case, she might collapse directly.

This is how Fang Qing asked God and Buddha to comfort him every day.

After this sentence unconsciously blurted out of his mouth, the thoughts then took shape in his mind. Fang Qing's lips couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't say a word incompletely, "She, she..."

Le Zhengyang patted the back of her hand to show comfort, stood up with his cell phone, and called out, "Help me check Shao Qingyu, I want to know all her detailed information."

After so many years, even if he is excited at this moment, Le Zhengyang still has a sense of peace on the surface.

He was afraid that he would be excited, so he gave Fang Qing hope and also hope. In the end, he was just a situation where "the world is so big and there is a fate to look like alike."

In this case, it would be better to have never expected it from the beginning.
To be continued...