Guidance on Wife Dote: Adorable Mrs. Fu/C50 Does This Have Anything to Do with You Young Master Fu
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C50 Does This Have Anything to Do with You Young Master Fu

But when Tang Jinse heard the man's sarcastic and sarcastic words, the expression on her small face instantly froze.

Indeed.

If the police were to really come here, would Fu Jinyan really believe her words of being detained, and even think that she was holding onto a small card to pester the man? Then he would take her to the police station to take her statement!

"Since the Young Master Fu is so picky with food, then why did you bring me, a woman who has never been in your eyes, to this hotel?"

Seeing the man's condescending look, as if he wanted to see her embarrassed appearance, Tang Jinse's mind stirred. He suddenly pursed his lips, and a few hints of teasing and provocation surfaced between his brows.

How can a little white rabbit fight a lion?

In terms of overall strength, she could not even compare to Fu Jinyan.

What about in a roundabout way?

For example, attack the heart?

After disturbing Fu Jinyan's thoughts, she then took the chance to escape …

"If I don't bring you to the hotel, do you want someone to bring you to the hotel and let you meet the man who was talking and laughing with you at the coffee shop?"

But without waiting for Tang Jinse to continue thinking, Fu Jinyan's voice that almost made her clench her teeth sounded out once again.

Tang Jinse, "..."

She went to the coffee shop just to talk about the apartment resale, and the man she met was just an ordinary real estate agent...

And today, was the first time they had asked to meet.

He was just like a stranger. There was almost no difference between him and them. Where did all his other feelings come from?

Tang Jinse moved his lips, wanting to explain something, but when she thought back to what Fu Jinyan had said to her in the coffee shop, she darkened her eyes, and swallowed back the words that had rushed down her throat.

Would it help?

It was useless.

In his heart, Fu Jinyan didn't believe her at all. If she opened her mouth to explain, she would only be treated as a sly excuse … Then why should she waste her breath and do such a meaningless thing?

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Who am I with, who am I laughing with, and even …"

"Which man did you come to the hotel with? Does this have anything to do with your Young Master Fu?"

Tang Jinse answered with a question. It was clear that he did not want to be entangled with Fu Jinyan on this question.

However, her words, in Fu Jinyan's ears, were interpreted as tacitly agreeing to a relationship, date, or even a relationship between her and another man.

Other, more intimate acts!

"Tang Jinse, is the Tang Group that important to you? It's so important that you can sacrifice your innocence and completely fall among the men.

Under the pincer attack of fury and jealousy, Fu Jinyan finally roared out loud.

His dark eyes stared fixedly at the woman beneath him. The veins on his arms, which were leaning on the bed, bulged as if they were about to break through the surface of his skin.

"Yes, you are right. As long as it's for the Tang Group, I, Tang Jinse, will do anything."

Hearing this, Tang Jinse admitted it without hesitation.

Her heart had long ago become numb …

Maybe three years ago, maybe today.

She just wanted to protect the Tang Group and her home. Was she wrong?

Why was the whole world trying to push her?

"Are you satisfied with my answer, Young Master Fu?"

Tang Jinse opened her little face with a pale face, her tone was arrogant, but her eyes slowly revealed a layer of defeat.

In his heart, was her current image really that unbearable?

Did he really think that she was a woman who would betray him for the sake of money?

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