bestfiction Chapter 203 Meeting Huo Ying
Chapter 203 Meeting Huo Ying
The moment I was suddenly hugged.
Fu Chengli thought it was An Ying.
I felt a moment of joy.
But it only lasted a second.
He looked down at the woman's hand and quickly calmed down.
It's not An Ying.
Until the woman behind him said softly that she missed him.
Fu Chengli then came to his senses and grabbed the woman's hand from his waist like he was lifting a chicken claw.
He didn't even bother to turn his head, his voice indifferent.
"who are you?"
Huang Yirou was stunned.
Although she and Fu Chengli weren't that close, they had at least met four or five times.
Does he have absolutely no recollection of himself?!
Huang Yirou, a stunning beauty who has made her way in the entertainment industry, has never been treated like this before.
She sidled up to Fu Chengli, glaring at him angrily.
"Young Master Fu, I am Huang Yirou. Don't you remember me?"
Fu Chengli: "Who?"
His expression was blank, but also a little impatient.
Huang Yirou was a little embarrassed and angry. She raised her hand and tugged at her collar, revealing her deep cleavage.
Fu Chengli's gaze remained fixed on her face.
His expression was calm.
"Huang Yirou".
He was calling her name.
He finally remembered her.
Huang Yirou really enjoys listening to men's voices, especially those that are deep and magnetic, like a cello.
For example, someone like Fu Chengli.
Not only does he have a nice voice, but he's also handsome.
Both were men in high positions of power.
Fu Chengli seems different.
He was nothing like that old pervert who always stared at her with a scrutinizing gaze.
She was trying her best to show off her cleavage, but he remained calm and composed, his gaze not wavering even slightly.
Huang Yirou's heart started racing without her realizing it.
She could hardly imagine what it would feel like to be loved and cherished by a man like that, to have him confess his love to her.
Hearing him call her name, Huang Yirou swallowed hard.
Her voice softened unconsciously: "Young Master Fu, you finally remember me? You only remember the last time in Beicheng..."
Fu Chengli did not follow her train of thought in answering, but instead coldly interrupted her.
"Huang Yirou, who sent you?"
Huang Yirou was speechless.
You can't just say that Du Yun sent her here and then wanted to film a video, can you?
Huang Yirou stammered, "I'm filming in Yecheng, and I just happened to see you in the hotel lobby..."
She stood on tiptoe, trying to get closer to him.
Fu Chengli's voice was low, calm, and indifferent.
"Is it Du Yun?"
Huang Yirou panicked for a moment: "No, no, it really was just a coincidence."
Fu Chengli: "Then send me your phone call and message records so I can see when you last contacted Du Yun."
Huang Yirou's brain went blank.
Oh no, I forgot to delete the call log.
She quickly explained, "It's not what you think, Young Master Fu, please let me explain..."
But all I heard was a cold, detached word.
"roll."
The room door slammed shut in front of her.
Huang Yirou stood alone in the empty hotel corridor, bewildered and unsure of what to do.
It's over.
This time it's really over.
Is Fu Chengli a normal man?
She's already taken such a proactive step.
She took the initiative to hug him, to tell him she missed him, and even showed off her cleavage to him.
Any normal man knows what's going to happen between the two of them.
He remained as steady as a rock, coldly telling her to get lost.
Huang Yirou was furious.
She took out her phone and started typing as she walked out.
"Brother Yun, it failed. He didn't take the bait."
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An Ying didn't expect things to change so quickly.
Initially, she came to Yecheng simply to accompany Jiang Yiru to an auction.
As a result, Qin Jinchuan, who loved watching the drama unfold, told her that Fu Chengli was going to arrange a marriage between his family and the Huo family.
Then An Xiaoxiao used moral blackmail to force her to help An Weiping, who was in a crisis in his energy project.
Then, she wanted to have a good talk with Fu Chengli, but she bumped into Fu Chengli and a woman pulling and tugging at her door.
An Ying wandered aimlessly through the streets.
Where should she go next?
Where should her life go from here?
besides.........
What should she and Fu Chengli do?
Yecheng is an international metropolis, quite different from the northern city where she has lived for many years.
An Ying walked into a residential area in the city on her own.
The area has a strong local atmosphere, with a thriving night market culture and numerous snack shops lining the streets.
Even late at night, many people still go out for late-night snacks.
An Ying was a little hungry, so she went into the most popular fried noodle shop.
The proprietress greeted us warmly.
"Young lady, there are no seats available in the store. Would you like to see the folding table by the door?"
An Ying nodded.
I had just ordered a bowl of fried noodles when I saw a girl in casual clothes standing at the shop entrance, glancing inside a few times.
The proprietress pointed to the small table where An Ying was sitting.
"Miss, there are no seats available, you'll have to share a table."
An Ying noticed that the girl was wearing flip-flops.
The girl walked towards An Ying, plopped down on a chair, and said with a smile, "Beautiful lady, want to share a table?"
An Ying naturally didn't mind.
The proprietress quickly brought out the fried noodles.
After the girl sat down, she casually tied up her long, wavy hair.
An Ying discovered that the girl had ordered the same dish as her.
The girl had only taken a few bites when she received a phone call. She kept her head down, eating her noodles while chatting with her friend on the other end of the line.
"I'm not going straight back to Beicheng. I'll spend a couple of days in Yecheng visiting some friends."
"My dad's already made arrangements for me. I reckon I'll be getting married as soon as I get back. You'll have to come to my wedding banquet..."
"Adjustment? What adjustment? I saved Fu Chengli's life. He dares to refuse the marriage and see what happens?"
An Ying was startled and suddenly looked up at the girl who was slurping noodles with her head down.