Chapter 512 The Base Note of Blue Perfume

How can the anger accumulated in Mr. Fu's chest be dissipated for a while?

Wen Qiao was slightly drunk, and saw Fu Nanli standing up in his hazy vision.

As soon as Fu Nanli stood up, everyone stood up too. Producer Xu and everyone sent Fu Nanli to the door. Fu Nanli had no intention of waiting for Wen Qiao, and walked out of the private room with his bodyguard Song An. Wen Qiao hurriedly Lift your feet and chase him.

Drinking made her move a little slower. When she squeezed out, Fu Nanli had already reached the end of the corridor and was about to go downstairs.

He had no intention of waiting for her.

Wen Qiao stopped and she stopped chasing.

Everyone was still watching the excitement at the door. Xie Fei secretly cheered. As expected, Mr. Fu didn't like this little internet celebrity and didn't even take her away.

Wen Qiao felt a little dizzy. She put her hand on the wall and stood there without moving. Then she saw the man stopped in front of the golden escalator and looked back at her.

Wen Qiao still didn't move.

Fu Nanli finally said: "Walk faster."

Everyone:...

Xie Fei cursed, how could he sing this? So it was Wen Qiao's miserable appearance that moved Mr. Fu again?

Men all fell into this trap, and although she despised it in her heart, she silently memorized Wen Qiao's routine.

Wen Qiao still didn't take a step. After all, Fu Nanli couldn't do anything to her. He turned back, took her hand, and said softly, "I asked you not to drink."

"If you don't talk to me, what will I do if I don't drink?"

Not far away, the people watching Mr. Fu leave at the door could clearly hear the voices of the two talking, and they always felt that their tone was a bit intimate.

Not quite normal.

He held her hand and walked forward, quickly turned a corner and went downstairs.

Everyone was confused. Producer Xu looked at Shang Fan: "You and Mu Yue are familiar with each other. Do you know the relationship between her and Mr. Fu?"

Shang Fan shrugged: "I don't know."

It's about other people's privacy, so he can't talk nonsense.

Xie Fei felt resentful. If the little internet celebrity didn't come, maybe the opportunity to hook up with Mr. Fu would be hers. She blamed her senior brother Shang Fan for not bringing the little internet celebrity to the dinner. She looked at Shang Fan with a hint of resentment.

Over there, Fu Nanli had already pulled Wen Qiao downstairs and out. Song An opened the car door. Fu Nanli put his hand on top of her head and protected her into the car.

The light in the car was dim, and Wen Qiao was a little dizzy. He closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. When he heard the sound of the door closing, and the man's breath was close at hand, he knew that he had also got in the car.

The car engine sounded, and the fragrance of summer gardenia was carried into the car by the breeze. Wen Qiao's wrist was grabbed by the man. The backnote of the blue perfume really had the effect of bewitching people.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the man's deep eyes met hers, "What are you doing?" Due to drinking, her voice was a little hoarse and her tone was lazy. Fu Nanli leaned half an inch away from her lips.

"You are the composer of the ending theme of my movie. I am the last one to know about this. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Wen Qiao: "You are my boss in composing movies, and I am also the last one to know. Is there anything appropriate or inappropriate?"

Fu Nanli reached out and clamped her chin: "I asked you to act in a movie and you didn't agree. Shang Fan asked you to compose music, but you readily agreed."

Wen Qiao's head was in chaos, so he grabbed his hand and said, "Don't make trouble."

Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes: "Wen Qiao..."

Wen Qiao raised his hand and touched his face: "Aren't you being unreasonable? You asked me to act in a movie. I'm not an actor, so I can't agree to it. Shang Fan asked me to compose music. That's my job, so I agree. It’s understandable that you treat me coldly and ignore me in front of everyone just because of something like this, and I’m also angry.”