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"Compared to the liveliness of the Song family, the Tang family seems much quieter.
Tang¡¯s father took Tang Xin to buy a penthouse in a remote suburb, very close to the Fu family¡¯s old house. The father and daughter were on the same floor, which looked very empty.
Tang Xin read the book for a while. For some reason, he could usually turn a page in two minutes, but today he was still stuck on the first page after half an hour.
I can¡¯t get over it no matter what.
She simply got up and walked around the room aimlessly, then walked to the cloakroom.
It was filled with new clothes and ceremonial dresses that Father Tang had purchased for her in the past few days.
She picked quietly.
After a long while, I finally picked up a piece of clothing, but for some reason, the image of the young man touching his nose and embarrassingly inviting her to the birthday party appeared in front of me again.
"Tang Xin, it's my birthday, you you'll come, right?"
"Of course I will come." She couldn't help but curl her lips.
"However, there will definitely be many beautiful girls going tomorrow, right?"
Thinking about this, she couldn't help but murmured in a low voice. Taking the clothes, he walked to the floor-length mirror and made signs on his body, "I don't know if this dress will work"
Tang Xin, who had never cared about his own image, felt a little restless at the moment.
She struggled for a while, but gritted her teeth, put on new clothes, took a full-body photo in the mirror, and sent it privately to Song Qinrong¡ª¡ª
"Rong Rong, is it okay if I wear this tomorrow?"
Song Qinrong had already fallen asleep, but she was always a light sleeper. The screen of her mobile phone lit up and woke her up.
She hurriedly opened her eyes and picked up her phone. The first thing she saw was the huge time on the screen: 00:26, followed by Tang Xin's message.
She was stunned for a moment.
It¡¯s already half past twelve, and Tang Xin is still trying on clothes?
Vaguely, she seemed to have noticed something. But he didn¡¯t think much about it. He just enlarged the photo and looked at it carefully before replying: ¡°Okay. I suggest changing the shoes to beige.¡±
Tang Xin stood nervously in front of the mirror, waiting for a reply.
The moment I saw the phone light up, I was suddenly excited. I clicked it and looked at it. I quickly kicked off the light pink high heels on my feet and replaced them with a pair of beige ones: "Is this like this?"
This time, Song Qinrong replied faster: "Yes. Very beautiful."
When Tang Xin saw the last three words, his eyebrows suddenly curved with joy, and he turned slightly in front of the mirror twice. In his mind, the appearance of the young man appeared again, and the tips of his ears were a little red.
After changing her clothes, she lay back on the bed, but her heart was beating so hard that she couldn't sleep.
The weather in April is already full of spring.
The wind blowing outside the window carries refreshing warmth and the fragrance of unknown flowers.
She tossed and turned on the bed, closing her eyes and opening them again, but she was still not sleepy. I could only stare blankly at the window.
The night light shines in through the gauze curtains, and everything is too beautiful to be true.
I don¡¯t know what time it is.
Tang Xin was thinking wildly when his phone suddenly lit up.
She jumped up suddenly and picked it up to take a look.
is a piece of information.
From Fu Yan: Shall I pick you up tomorrow morning?
Tang Xin was stunned for a moment, moved his eyes upward, and couldn't help but look at the time displayed at the top of the screen - 02:51.
Tang Xin opened his mouth half-open, blinked his eyes blankly, and after a long while, the corners of his mouth slowly raised.
It seems that she is not the only one who is tossing and turning tonight and unable to sleep.
There was also a young man who had been suffering all night and his forehead was covered with sweat. He mustered up the courage to send her a message.
Tang Xin held the phone in her arms and got her head into the bed. The girl's cute laughter leaked out from the gap.
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the next day.
Fu Sichen was woken up early in the morning by the old lady, who urged him to go to the Song family to pick up Song Qinrong.
Fu Yan was already sitting in the restaurant early, eating breakfast slowly.
Fu Shiying has also been discharged from the hospital and is sitting next to her now.
Seeing him coming out, Fu Shiying took the lead and waved happily: "Fourth brother, are you going to pick up your sister-in-law?"
Fu Sichen stopped walking out, turned his head, and said in a clear voice: "What did you say?"
Fu Shiying repeated blankly: "Let me ask you, are you going to pick up your sister-in-law?"
I don¡¯t know which word touched him, but a slight smile appeared on the man¡¯s usually cold face.
He glanced at Fu Shiying and nodded happily: "It seems that hitting you more will be beneficial. You are finally making progress."
Fu Shiying:? ? ?
Listen, is this what people say?
Fu Yan on the side put down the half-drunk milk at this moment, stood up in a hurry, and walked to him: "Fourth brother, can you lend me a car?"
Fu Sichen glanced at him lightly: "I remember that my third uncle seems to have assigned you a car."
"No, I don't want a driver." Fu Yan smiled flatteringly, "I want to drive myself."
Even if it happens in advance, today is also his birthday, which is an unusual day.
He has to do something that a grown man can do, such as¡ª¡ª
??Driving to pick up the girl you like.
"Do you have a driver's license?" Fu Sichen asked coldly and ruthlessly.
Fu Yan felt a little guilty: "No."
"Oh." Fu Sichen nodded, "I won't borrow it."
? ? ? Fu Yan collapsed immediately.
"Fourth brother! The driver's license is just a formality, the important thing is the technology. I can drive. It's not like you don't know that I have very good driving skills!"
In order to scare Song Qinrong, he once snatched away his driver's car and drove it desperately for a long distance on the elevated highway.
"It's a pity that not only did he fail to intimidate him that time, but he was also scared to death by Song Qinrong's 180-yard drive through a sharp bend.
What¡¯s even worse is that after that, the third master of the Fu family became so angry that he directly replaced him with a tenth-degree black belt master as his driver.
From then on, no matter how Fu Yan tried to force him, the new driver would rather die than give him the car again.
He is now so regretful that his intestines are blue: "Oh, fourth brother"
"I said, I won't borrow it."
However, Fu Fu's selflessly, Si Yan lazily ignored his rich heart, shook off his paws, and went out of the door.
Fu Shiying, who had watched the whole scene, laughed very loudly: "Hahaha don't cry, Fu Yan, come to my sister's arms and let her comfort you!"
"Get out." Fu Yan was already angry, but when he turned around and saw Fu Shiying's gloating face, he became even more angry. Sitting on the sofa, scratching his hair and thinking of ideas.
Fu Shiying was almost smiling. Seeing him like this, her eyes rolled wildly and she stepped forward: "You want to borrow a car? Why are you borrowing a car?"
Fu Yan was too lazy to pay attention to her: "What do you care about me?"
"Why can't you take care of it?" Fu Shiying said, taking out a key from her bag, deliberately showing it in front of Fu Yan's eyes, and shaking it exaggeratedly, "Who said we have too many cars on hand"
Fu Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he reached out to grab it: "Damn, give me the key!"
"Give it to you? What good can I do?" Fu Shiying raised her chin, "Last time, Fourth Brother's painting "Nian Bong" was still in your pocket. I really feel bad thinking about it"
"Here you go!" Fu Yan's eyes were full of keys and he couldn't hear anything else.
Fu Shiying¡¯s face was filled with joy: ¡°Seriously?¡±
"Seriously!" Fu Yan took advantage of this opportunity and grabbed the key in his hand, "A gentleman's words are hard to catch. The car and the key belong to me, and "Nian Tong" belongs to you."
Fu Shiying opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a long time. After a while, she slowly and tentatively asked: "Are you sure you want this car?"
The outside of the key was wrapped in layers of animation shells by Fu Shiying, and the brand could not be seen at all.
But Fu Yan didn't mind at all: "Sure."
five minutes later.
Fu Yanshi¡¯s shocking roar came from the garage¡ª¡ª
"Fu Shiying! You bitch!! You actually brought a bicycle to fool me!!!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com