Chapter 1969 What Kind Of Taste Does Mu Weiwei Have?
immediately after, she felt a sharp pain from the impact of his hard muscles.
she didn\'t expect that fu linchen, who usually looked like an elegant and noble man, had a well-trained body ...
it was only then that mu weiwei snapped back to her senses. she turned around and looked at fu linchen in shock. " you...you... fu ... "
she was angry, anxious, and shocked. for a moment, she couldn\'t even speak.
fu linchen stared at mu weiwei\'s slightly pale face with an unfriendly expression. he sneered, " "mu weiwei, what are you and third young master qi doing here?"
" i ... " mu weiwei suddenly felt a little guilty when she saw the hidden anger in fu linchen\'s eyes.
however, she immediately reacted.
what was she feeling guilty about?
it was her freedom to talk to whoever she wanted to, right?
before mu weiwei could retort, qi siyu also recognized the person. he couldn\'t help but exclaim, " young ... young master fu?! " you are ... young master fu!"
fu linchen heard the voice and turned to look at qi siyu. he narrowed his eyes and sized up the third young master of the qi family, who was still between a man and a teenager.
height ... not bad, looks ... not bad, family background ... just so-so.
the key was that his entire body was filled with an unreliable aura. she was still wet behind the ears!
what kind of taste does mu weiwei have? she actually likes this type?
fu linchen\'s eyes were filled with disdain, but qi siyu didn\'t notice it.
he was very excited to see fu linchen. " "young master fu, hello! i\'m ... i\'m the third son of the qi family, qi siyu! i heard that when you were studying at M school, H school lost to you in all the competitions. you even served in the special forces, and my big brother was your subordinate at that time! i\'ve heard about your deeds since i was young, and i especially admire you! can ... can i have your autograph?"
qi siyu was so excited that he couldn\'t even speak clearly. he perfectly explained what a fanboy who had met his idol was.
however, fu linchen\'s face darkened as he listened.
what did he mean by " growing up " listening to his stories? those who did not know would think that he was not qi siyu\'s match!
when she thought about how qi siyu and mu weiwei had been fooling around earlier, they really looked like a perfect match on the outside. they were a pair of god-like school beauties and school hunks. they were all very childish!
qi siyu was two years older than mu weiwei, but he already regarded him as a senior. didn\'t that mean that mu weiwei was treating him as her uncle?
fu linchen didn\'t know why, but he felt awkward and looked at qi siyu with a colder gaze.
no matter how thick-headed qi siyu was, he realized that something was wrong.
his aura suddenly weakened a little, and the hand holding the pen and paper shrank back. " cough, cough, that ... young master fu, if it\'s not convenient for you, then forget it ... "
"i\'m sorry, it\'s really not convenient for me. i have something to discuss with mu weiwei. i\'ll be taking my leave."
fu linchen ignored qi siyu\'s disappointed look. he grabbed mu weiwei and walked toward the corner.
mu weiwei felt as if she was about to explode on the spot. if it were not for the fact that they were still at the edge of the banquet hall where it was possible for others to see them, she would have struggled to her feet with all her might.
but now, for the mu family\'s face, she could not act like she usually did and could only desperately signal qi siyu for help with her eyes.