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213 Derivatives (7) Mint Flavor(3/3)

"Who wants to settle the score with you? I'm just talking about the matter and telling you not to pretend to be stupid!"

Gu Sheng opened his eyes again, then picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat the food.

“…”

Fu Yan opened his mouth and didn't say anything because he saw Mrs. Fu suddenly had an appetite.

"Then will you still have dinner with Yin Weixiao in the future?"

After eating some food, Gu Sheng felt his appetite was getting better and better, so he asked him.

"Depending on the situation!"

Fu Yan glanced at her and answered.

"What does it mean to depend on the situation?"

Gu Sheng asked him in confusion, and then continued to eat, thinking in his heart, how could there be such a delicious meal in the world?

"For example, Chen Long will be fired!"

Fu Yan also picked up the chopsticks.

Gu Sheng...

"Why was he fired?"

Gu Sheng asked him dumbly.

"Because your husband doesn't like it!"

Fu Yan said again, and then had a meal.

But Gu Sheng was angry and was about to pick up food. The two of them accidentally bumped into each other. Gu Sheng frowned and then pushed his chopsticks away harshly.

Fu Yan's hand held the chopsticks in the air and frowned at her. The dead woman had a very strong temper.

"If you don't like me, I'll fire him? He is just an intern. Will people take him away after being fired? "

Gu Sheng was angry and embarrassed.

"What does that have to do with me? What does it have to do with you? Even if you are thinking about the kindness he helped you last year, you have already repaid him. Do you plan to accommodate him all your life?"

Fu Yan asked her.

"How did I accommodate him? He can't make money by relying on his ability, can't I be fair and just?"

"Fair and just? You are not fair to me at all."

Fu Yan smiled, and his words seemed casual but actually very tough.

"Then there is nothing to talk about?"

Gu Sheng put down his chopsticks again and instantly lost his appetite.

"It seems yes!"

Fu Yan also wrapped his hands around his chest, and his keen eyes shot straight towards Gu Sheng.
Chapter completed!
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