Chapter: 954
His side face is stern, and his demeanor is somewhat casual.
The car parked in the empty space next to him.
Holding the gift from Little Mike, just getting out of the car, a cold embrace surrounded her from behind. Fu Yechuan's body smelled of tobacco and aggressiveness, making Su Nan slightly stiff.
"release."
Su Nan's voice carried a warning.
Fu Yechuan didn't click to the end as before, but hugged people even tighter.
His voice was cold and hard to hide, "Who did you go to dinner with, huh?"
He felt uncomfortable, afraid of really losing.
Su Nan frowned, and Fu Yechuan turned her around to meet her gaze. The distance between the two of them was extremely close, beyond the usual safe distance.
Su Nan looked coldly at what was wrong with Fu Yechuan, but couldn't see anything.
He didn't drink.
She answered his question "It has nothing to do with you, I don't need to explain anything to you, do I?"
Fu Yechuan squinted his eyes and smiled, a trace of coldness flashed across his long and narrow eyes.
He knew who it was, but he still wanted to hear that name from her mouth, torturing himself like self-torture.
"Where are the things?" Su Nan reminded.
"what?"
"You fool me!"
Fu Yechuan smiled, he was just looking for an excuse to let her leave the dinner, but he didn't expect to come back more than an hour later.
His patience became manic little by little, but he had to endure it.
He casually took a USB flash drive from his car and put it in Su Nan's bag.
Seeing this, Su Nan wanted to push him away from her body, but Fu Yechuan was as hard as iron, motionless, and looked at her with dark eyes.
The two confronted each other for more than ten seconds, and neither of them gave in first.
Su Nan suddenly realized that this was Fu Yechuan's true face.
His previous compromise was nothing but his way.
Fu Yechuan inadvertently glanced at the dark blue gift box in Su Nan's hand from the corner of his eye. For some reason, his heart felt like a needle was pricked.
After a moment of pain, he pulled it out without hesitation and opened it.
The chrysanthemum made of gold lay there quietly, exquisite and beautiful.
No need to guess, he knew who gave the gift.
Su Nan frowned, just about to take it back.
Fu Yechuan sneered, raised his hand, and threw it out viciously.