Fu Liangyuan looked calm: "She grew up in the countryside, and the conditions at that time meant that she didn't even have the time to hold a paintbrush, let alone learn to paint, and she didn't have the opportunity."
…
At this end, Qin Moxuan turned his head and looked at Tang Mian, with a hint of envy in his expression: "You are quite powerful! You know, someone who can make Mr. Fu like him or even owe him a favor is probably a person in this world.
I can count my slaps!"
The corners of Tang Mian's lips curled up slightly, and her words were meaningful: "If you want to win such a big fortune as the Qin family, you can't look so superficially. Besides, I owe him a favor?"
There are indeed not many people who can have Fu Liangyuan's business card. Almost all of them are dignitaries or extremely high-net-worth people, people who ordinary people can't even compare to after working hard for ten lifetimes.
However, what's on the business card is not Fu Liangyuan's personal phone number, but Fu Liangyuan's external business number, which is usually handled by Song Yuan.
like?
Nothing more than that.
"What you said is not ordinary arrogance! Also, you are connoting me..." Qin Mexuan's words stopped abruptly, and a trace of distortion appeared on his feminine face!
Qin Moxuan felt that there were small bugs crawling under his suit and getting into his pores! His fat but hairy body kept rolling inside the pores!
The itch that came out of his bones made him twist his body uncontrollably, lift up his suit, and try to scratch the itch, but what he saw was a red bump!
His eyes widened in shock!
Tang Mian saw all this in his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Are you feeling unwell, Third Young Master? Are you feeling itchy all over? I saw a lot of redness suddenly appeared on your handsome face.
It’s a pimple.”
"You have an allergic reaction, you should go to the hospital quickly!"
When Qin Mexuan heard that it was indeed the case, he stood up quickly and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something. He paused and his eyes fell on Tang Mian!
At this time, Tang Mian was holding his chin with one hand, his eyes were bright, and he met Qin Moxuan's questioning eyes. He was not panicked at all and was extraordinarily calm.
"I sincerely advise Qin Sanshao not to joke with women easily. Sometimes, a woman's mind is smaller than a pinhole~"
At the end of her words, she extended her voice, her deep and hoarse voice suddenly became a little gentle, and the curve of her lips was even more playful.
When Qin Mexuan heard this, his eyes widened in shock. He quickly glanced at the food on the table and found nothing strange, but he became even more vigilant!
He stared at Tang Mian, gritted his teeth, and spat out a sentence from between his teeth: "You did it?!"
Tang Mian spread his hands and looked at ease: "What nonsense is the Third Young Master talking about? I didn't do anything. I just happened to know that the Third Young Master is allergic to peanut butter. It happened that there was a little bit of peanut butter in the cold salad.
That’s all.”
Qin Moxuan suddenly felt like a bulging dolphin, his face turned red from holding back, and he resisted the itching that came out from between the bones: "This is how you treat your partners, huh?"
Tang Mian leaned back on the chair again, exuding a lazy aura, and raised his eyelids slightly: "It was just a joke, and the Third Young Master is also angry?"
At this point, Tang Mian's eyes were full of innocence and innocence: "Just now, Third Young Master also made a joke to me, didn't he? I'm not angry either?"