Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 7
Tang Xi'en has always been vigorous and resolute in his work. As soon as he decided to go to Fu Shiyu's house, he picked a bottle of the best red wine from Le Man's wine cabinet, and prepared to show his favor to Fu Shiyu.

The two drove to the community where Fu Shiyu was located.

Tang Xi'en came here directly after get off work, and he was still wearing daytime clothes, a white fitted shirt and a black high-waisted knee-length skirt.

The color matching is very serious, but the style is extremely scheming to magnify all the advantages of her figure.

Le Man looked at her seductive body wrapped in a dull professional suit, and said: "Be careful, if something goes wrong, call me immediately."

Tang Xi'en looked up at the direction of Fu Shiyu's apartment, then at his watch, and said relaxedly: "If I don't come down at 09:30, you can go to the management office of the apartment and ask to come up and save me."

Le Man looked at her worriedly, without any objection.

Tang Xi'en got out of the car with the red wine.

She successfully entered the atrium with the access control card, and the elevator went straight to the door of Fu Shiyu's house.

After pressing the doorbell, she held the access control card in her hand and waited with downcast eyes.

After a while, the door opened.

A pair of gray cotton slippers came into view, and looking up, there was a pair of black cotton sweatpants.

There are clothes.

Tang Xi'en felt relieved.

"Lawyer Tang?" A cool male voice came from above his head.

Tang Xi'en looked up at Fu Shiyu, with a generous smile on his face, revealing a row of delicate and neat teeth.

Her eyebrows and eyes are curved, not as fierce as in the daytime, but a little cute and cute.

"Director Fu, good evening."

Fu Shiyu didn't speak, just stood there and looked at her with arms folded.

The eyes are always cold and alienated.

He stood in the middle of the door, as if he had no intention of inviting Tang Xi'en in.

"I'm here to return the door card." Tang Xi'en handed over a black magnetic card with his slender, white, long, boneless hands. "I sent Mixiu here last time. I left in too much a hurry and didn't have time to return it to you."

Fu Shiyu's eyes slowly drifted to the door card in her hand, but he didn't reach out to take it, he just said indifferently: "Help me return it to you Li Par."

"it is good."

"Walk slowly."

Seeing him chasing people away, Tang Xi'en was not annoyed, and smiled and raised the red wine in his hand, "Director Fu, I want to give you a good red wine."

Fu Shiyu remained motionless, still looking at her with his arms folded, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

What he wanted to know, Tang Xien knew very well.

She didn't explain impatiently, but instead looked at him quietly for a moment, then said softly and slowly: "If you want Director Fu to help us design a homestay, what conditions do we need?"

"I will give careful consideration to projects with a target value of more than 100 billion."

"..."

As long as this person is not blind, he will be able to see that he does not have that kind of project. Isn't it deliberately embarrassing to mention the "ten billion project"?

Although Tang Xi'en rolled his eyes violently in his heart, his expression remained unchanged.

She glanced at the floor-to-ceiling glass behind Fu Shiyu that reflected the figure, saw her sincere face, and picked up the topic again: "Director Fu, can I delay your time for 10 minutes, let me tell you roughly Take a look at the situation of our homestay, I promise you won't be disappointed..."

While talking, she stuffed the red wine and the plan into Fu Shiyu's arms.

Fu Shiyu immediately blocked the thing back.

With a sound of "crash", accompanied by a woman's stunned and short cry, glass shards and scarlet liquid splashed onto Tang Xi'en's beautiful naked legs.

She was stunned, staring blankly at the instep of her foot being scratched by glass shards.

Seeing the blood that was bubbling out, the person's complexion changed drastically, his breathing became short of breath, his limbs were cold, and his body almost fell to the side.

"Are you dizzy?" The man supported her body in time with his strong arms, and walked into the house, "Come in and take a rest first."

His voice seemed to be no longer so indifferent, and the drowsy Tang Xi'en could hear a deep and gentle flavor.

　Roll for a favorite duck
　　
　
(End of this chapter)