The Rich Girl Will Not Be Poor

Tong Yuwu found that Fu Liheng was not used to being sensitive in the past. She would make such a low-level mistake in front of him, and she didn't have much preparation time. She didn't even think about the reason for getting through.

"That esports club is famous ..."

She said weakly.

Fu Liheng glanced at her, "I remember you don't play games, and Lao Fei is the boss, not the player. Don't tell me that Lao Fei is famous enough that even you who don't play games know him and know his personal privacy."

There is no reason to be plausible.

Tong Yuwu knew that she could have fooled Fu Liheng in the past, but the other party didn't care about some small details. When he was more real, Rao was all she could do, and she might not be able to pass him.

Unfortunately, he is more real now.

It's better to be frank and lenient than to be sloppy, maybe it will make a good impression of honesty in his heart.

Holding such a naive thought, Tong Yuwu lowered his head to pretend to be poor and innocent, "Actually, I knew it from someone else. I would have forgotten it. I mentioned it when you mentioned it today."

"Who did you know from?" Fu Liheng saw that she still had the meaning of a dead duck's mouth, and she calmed down the expression on her face, and her tone became dull. "Zhou Zhou?"

This is not impossible.

She used to study in the UK before, and she also developed projects in the UK in the past few years.

After all, he is a good friend for many years. He still knows what type Zhou Chi likes. Unfortunately, Tong Yuwu should be the kind he likes.

Tong Yuwu looked at him in surprise, "I'm not familiar with Zhou Chi at all."

Fu Liheng was relieved a little. It wasn't just Zhou Chi. He and Zhou Chi were the longest known friends. If she had been with his good friend, it seemed a little embarrassing.

"Tang Jinxing?"

Such a question is like a public sentence.

She was like a man on the guillotine, watching the knife staying on top of her head, not falling down, she was too panicked, she closed her eyes and closed her eyes. After a hundred calculations, she said in a hurry: "It's not him, it is Wan Linjia , "It seemed that he would misunderstand. At this moment, she spoke very quickly, much like a rap singer," I haven't been with him, you know? I haven't been together, but I just graduated and didn't do anything. You know that my cousin settled in the United States. I used to relax and once met him at a party, he asked me for contact information, but we really, really have nothing, only Have eaten one, no, just two meals! "

People like her are pretty, they are soft when they receive love letters and flowers in their school days, and there are countless confessions. It is not surprising that there are a few high-quality elite men pursuing before marriage? And when she was in an empty window of feelings, she felt that the other party was okay. Isn't the idea of ​​holding a little chat and touching a bit bad?

Fu Liheng looked at her quietly, his eyes very calm.

Tong Yuwu thought he was angry and hurried over to pull his hand. "We really only ate two meals."

Fu Liheng glanced at her, "How many more meals do you want?"

"..." Does this mean jealous?

Tong Yuwu sees that he is not angry, and is willing to ask her this way, which means he does n’t mind that much.