Chapter: 807

In the reception area of ​​the lobby, Fu Yechuan was listening to the person in charge of the hotel report on the performance of this quarter, and was a little surprised when he saw Su Nan come down.

"Going out?"

Su Nan let out a "hmm".

"There's a party."

With that said, she turned around and went out.

Fu Yechuan pursed his lips.

Before he could ask where he was going, he looked at a Porsche parked in front of the hotel.

Immediately afterwards, the person in the driver's seat got out of the car.

It's Shang Qian.

Fu Yechuan's eyes narrowed instantly.

dangerous and sharp

He pushed the wheelchair over, and Shang Qian was opening the door for Su Nan in a gentlemanly manner. Seeing Fu Yechuan paused, he nodded slightly.

"Boss Fu."

Even though Fu Yechuan was sitting in a wheelchair, his momentum didn't weaken a bit, and he confronted him with cold eyes.

"Mr. Shang, what a coincidence..."

Shang Qian was the most unstable element in his entire itinerary.

He left and came back?

I didn't welcome him very much in the first place, and it really affected my mood anytime and anywhere.

When the breeze blew, Su Nan's silk scarf suddenly slipped and landed at Fu Yechuan's feet.

Seeing this, Fu Yechuan lowered his head to pick it up.

At this moment, Shang Qian grabbed the other end.

Fu Yechuan raised his eyes, his dark and deep eyes were full of coldness, his eyes met Shang Qian's, and they were secretly competing with each other tacitly.

No one was the first to let go.

The two did not speak first to each other.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze...

Su Nan looked back, walked over calmly, pulled the scarf from the hands of the two, and the silk scarf was in her hands.

The silence of the air was broken.

"Let's go, don't waste time."

She got into the car and spoke first.

Shang Qian stood up straight, with cold eyes, "Goodbye, Mr. Fu."