Ch 65: Are You Worthy?
They played for half a day, and in the end, he was dismissed with a sentence that they weren’t familiar?
“Miss Qiao, with our relationship, are we still not familiar?” Fu Chen looked puzzled.
Qiao Rong nodded and looked at Fu Beijun, who had been silently watching them without saying a word, “Beijun, let’s go, let’s go to my house for afternoon tea.”
Fu Chen: “……”
He always felt that he had been deceived.
“Miss Qiao, can’t you invite me to go with you?” He looked at Qiao Rong with a smile.
Hearing this, Qiao Rong sized Fu Chen up and down, and then said, “Are you worthy?”
“Then you spent so much of my money today.” He was exasperated.
“Oh, that’s right.” Qiao Rong seemed to have come back to her senses, and then took out a few hundred yuan from her wallet and threw it in front of Fu Chen, “Here, I’ll return it to you, and don’t look for any more. Remember in the future, find an object that matches your own position, don’t try to get fat with one bite.”
She raised her chin, looking arrogant, with a contemptuous light in her eyes, making Fu Chen feel that he suddenly became very small in front of her, and he didn’t dare to raise his head at all.
From childhood to adulthood, he grew up in a wealthy family. In his cognition, he was very rich, and people around him always flattered him.
But for the Qiao Family, it was still not enough.
But he still felt that he could still work hard enough.
But hearing Qiao Rong’s words at this time, Fu Chen felt that the past ten years of his life seemed to have been in vain.
A sense of powerlessness and shame spread throughout his body.
Being humiliated was one thing, but the other party was still a girl, and her family was so rich that he couldn’t even vent his anger.
Qiao Rong had already left with Fu Beijun at this time.
After walking out of the mall, Qiao Rong looked at Fu Beijun: “How was it? Are you satisfied?”
Fu Beijun looked at her expression switching from the arrogance just now back to the reality now, and couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows: “Your acting is good.”
Seeing his gentle expression and soft tone, Qiao Rong knew that Fu Beijun was quite satisfied with her approach this time.
She said with a smile: “Of course, I try very hard to complete the tasks you give me.”
Speaking of this, Qiao Rong said: “So, are you less angry now? Have we eliminated our grudges?”
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“Do you think it’s possible?” Fu Beijun reached out and tapped Qiao Rong’s forehead.
Impossible, how is it possible?
Although he no longer has anger towards her now, there is still utilization.
Her little head probably can’t figure out that what he feels towards her is not anger, but utilization.
So no matter what she does, he feels it is not enough.
Before her utilization value is completely exhausted, it is not enough.
Qiao Rong was extremely puzzled when she heard Fu Beijun’s words.
Isn’t this Big Brother too ambitious?!
Or does he think she is easy to talk to, so he is taking an inch and asking for a mile!
If it weren’t for the fact that she cherished her life, she would have fought with Fu Beijun.
While he hasn’t become that Great Demon King yet, wouldn’t it be better to nip him in the bud?
When this thought arose, Qiao Rong couldn’t help but stare at Fu Beijun.
The young man’s face was dazzling and radiant, and no matter how you looked at it, he was so good-looking.
Compared to his cousin, it was a world of difference.
Obviously, the two have blood relations, but the difference in face and temperament is too great.
“Fu Beijun, if you don’t say it bluntly, what do you want? I’ll help you achieve it, okay? I’m thinking that I haven’t made any big mistakes, but I just loved the wrong person. You can’t keep pestering me like this.”
Loved the wrong person. Hearing these words, Fu Beijun was inexplicably upset.