Xiao Xiang Jin Li

Three hundred and twenty-five: "Because your words are sweet."

Wen Tingxue instinctively swallowed.

If this was the case, things would be troublesome.

Xing Er was Ding Xi's life's work, and the outer packaging of the milk tea was designed by her and Song You. Now, with only one step left before the major launch, if she were to offend Fu Yuchuan, all their efforts and expectations would come to naught, wouldn't they?

Even, with a flick of Fu Yuchuan's finger, Xing Er could disappear from the capital.

Wen Tingxue suddenly remembered Ding Xi's assistant's hesitant demeanor on the way.

And Ding Xi's deliberate obstruction.

They knew everything but hadn't told her.

In this situation, how could she personally destroy their expectations?

But... was she destined to have her life's work snatched away by Fu Feifei?

Wen Tingxue lowered her head, torn and unwilling.

Fu Yuchuan seemed to relish her struggle and hesitation, gazing down at her with a smile on his lips.

"Actually, there is a way to have the best of both worlds."

He said.

Wen Tingxue's head shot up. "What?"

Even though she knew it was a trap, she still asked.

Fu Yuchuan's lips curved slightly, his smile not reaching his eyes. "Be my girlfriend."

"..." Wen Tingxue's gaze darkened.

After about five seconds of eye contact, Wen Tingxue asked, "You said you didn't see me as a substitute, so what are you doing now?"

Facing her anger, Fu Yuchuan calmly replied, "I indeed don't see you as a substitute, but that doesn't mean I don't have the right to pursue you."

Pursue?

Wen Tingxue blinked, seemingly not quite comprehending.

Then she retorted, "What kind of joke is this! I have a boyfriend!"

Realizing her tone was a bit sharp, she added softly, "Mr. Fu is surrounded by beautiful women, you can have anyone you want. Why bother with an ordinary person like me?"

She didn't believe his so-called pursuit.

In the end, he still wanted to treat her as a substitute.

He just wouldn't admit it.

No matter what, she could not accept being a substitute.

She was herself, and had nothing to do with Fu Zhiyi.

Nor did she want to be involved.

Fu Yuchuan's ink-black eyes locked onto her, his expression unreadable.

He remained silent.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward and suffocating.

Wen Tingxue was, after all, just a teenage girl and couldn't withstand his imposing presence.

She pursed her lips and spoke a few softening words.

There were so many similar people in the world, and even more outstanding ones. With your capabilities, Mr. Fu, it shouldn't be difficult to find someone more like her.

"As for the investment in Xing Er, Mr. Fu manages the Fu Group so impeccably, and many of its subsidiaries are leading industries in our country. You must be a person who strictly separates public and private matters, right?"

"I just want to protect my rights and interests, and I have no intention of offending you, so..."

Fu Yuchuan suddenly shifted his body slightly, and although the movement was small, Wen Tingxue instinctively shut her mouth.

In the end, she was still somewhat afraid of him.

Besides the inherent gap in their status, there was also the disparity in physical strength between men and women.

And this was his territory.

She couldn't guarantee the consequences of offending him.

Perhaps it was the timidity in her eyes that pleased him, as he smiled and said, "I never realized you were so eloquent before, with such a soft voice, carrying a hint of tense fear. It sounds familiar and... quite repellent."

The emotions in his eyes shifted too quickly for Wen Tingxue to grasp, and then she heard him say, "Finish this meal with me, and I'll give you a satisfactory explanation regarding the art exhibition."

"Really?" The unexpected smoothness of it made Wen Tingxue incredulous.

The expression on her face suddenly brightened, and Fu Yuchuan, in a good mood, nodded, "It's because your words are so sweet."

As he finished speaking, he gestured to the food in front of her.

Wen Tingxue quickly started eating.

With the matter settled and the food to her liking, she ate with great enjoyment.

Fu Yuchuan had originally had little appetite, but seeing how heartily she ate, he couldn't help but eat a bit more.

Jiang An was somewhat surprised when he came to clear the table.

Wen Tingxue didn't notice, too busy confirming with Fu Yuchuan again.

Fu Yuchuan immediately took out his phone and made a call.

Before long, the official website withdrew the previously announced list, issued an apology, and then released a new one.

Wen Tingxue's name was on it.

"Don't you want to know the result?"

Just as Wen Tingxue was about to leave, Fu Yuchuan suddenly pointed at the tablet and asked.

Wen Tingxue turned back, her gaze falling on her own design drawings.