Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

Shi Jin snorted at Song Fan, "Did you hear me, I told you to talk nonsense!"

Song Fan: "..."

Life is not easy, the special assistant sighed.

Fu Xiuyuan glared at him.

Song Fan straightened his back immediately: "I won't dare to talk nonsense in the future. Miss Shi and Lord Fu are a pair made in heaven, even... Even the behavior of smashing the TV is so consistent, it is worthy of being a husband and wife team!"

Fu Xiuyuan's expression gradually softened, and he didn't know how to coax Shi Jin for a while, so he had to hug her, his posture was a little stiff, as if he was afraid of hurting her, and he seemed to be afraid that she would escape from his arms.

Shi Jin stuck his head out to look at Song Fan: "It's almost the same!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Shi." Song Fan endured.

Fu Xiuyuan gave him a stern look: "Over in Africa..."

Song Fan's face turned pale with fright, he didn't want to go to Africa!

Shi Jin hurts people a lot!

Shi Jin hurriedly interrupted Fu Xiuyuan: "Fu Xiuyuan, I think Special Assistant Song knows that he is wrong, why don't you just punish him to squeeze three glasses of juice for me."

Without waiting for Fu Xiuyuan to look over, Song Fan immediately said, "I'll go right now! Get it right away!"

Shi Jin glanced at the mess on the ground and said in a low voice, "Fu Xiuyuan, what should I do with this?"

She looked at it now and felt distressed. She didn't think too much about it when she smashed it. Only after she smashed it did she realize that these things were worth a fortune. She seemed to have smashed tens of millions of antiques in one go!

The flesh hurts.

"It doesn't matter, you like to smash it, and more." Fu Xiuyuan said without frowning.

"No need, no need. It hurts to hit me."

Fu Xiuyuan held her hand, and Shi Jin immediately clasped his hand. In his dark pupils, his mood was stable and peaceful, and the starlight shone.

Shi Jin was very satisfied and had to say that tonight's performance was really worth it.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be able to appease this furious lion.

It didn't take him so quickly to realize that he cared about this matter.

It's just... aggrieved and poor Song Tesuke.

Song Fan quickly brought the juice, and Shi Jin handed him a cup: "I can't drink this much, Song Special Assistant, let's drink this cup."

When Song Fan came to pick up the juice, she lowered her voice and said quickly: "I'm sorry, Song Special, I'll apologize to you for this glass of juice. Don't worry, I'll never let you go to Africa with me here."

Song Fan was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Shi Jin again, he suddenly had a mixed feeling.

Is he about to usher in the spring of his career?

Shi Jin took the juice and went upstairs with Fu Xiuyuan.

When they got upstairs, Fu Xiuyuan looked down and saw a drop of blood seeping from the back of her foot.

His eyes narrowed, and he immediately bent down slightly and picked her up by the waist.

"Hey, Fu Xiuyuan..." Shi Jin clasped his shoulder nervously.

No, no, no?

Is this going to be married again?

She's not ready yet!

Emotions still need to be cultivated!

As soon as her body softened, she touched the mattress. The real touch made her feel at ease. Fu Xiuyuan grabbed her foot and wiped the blood with a cotton swab.

Only then did Shi Jin realize that he was injured.

She rubbed her face, she really thought too much.

Luckily it just broke a little bit.

When spraying the alcohol, Shi Jin whispered, "It hurts."

Fu Xiuyuan's eyes were filled with a surging wave like thick ink. Shi Jin said in a low voice, "That's why I don't want to smash things in the future. It doesn't matter if I break things, but if I hurt myself, my flesh hurts, and your heart hurts."

Fu Xiuyuan grabbed the Band-Aid's hand and paused.