Fu manyun obviously felt the warmth and mockery of himself.

She went to the living room, put the papers on the table and looked at the warmth.

"Miss Wen, do you have any opinion on me?"

Warmth is the future president\'s wife. Jiang Lingfeng was on a business trip today, so she volunteered to bring it when she saw a contract with warmth on the table.

Because she knows that warmth is Xia Ling\'s best friend. She just wants to integrate into their circle.

Unexpectedly, warmth doesn\'t seem to welcome you.

"Yes! What have you done to ling\'er? Can\'t you forget? I am a person who bears grudges, so..."

Warm picked up the contract and opened it carelessly.

i see.

Fu manyun was silent and looked up at the warmth, "Miss Wen, I was confused for a while before I made the wrong mistake. It\'s normal for you to have an opinion on me. However, I\'ve stopped in time, because I have a son, and I want to set an example for him. Now I don\'t want to say anything more. There\'s only one sentence: the road knows the horsepower, and the people see the hearts of the people for a long time. You can look on coldly and see if I\'ve changed."

His words are neither humble nor arrogant, neither urgent nor slow.

With warm eyebrows, she looked at Fu manyun with interest.

Her eyes were bright and calm, and she didn\'t look like a bad woman.

"Well, you don\'t have to explain anything to me. Just be yourself."

If you know your mistakes, you can correct them.

As long as she stopped thinking about Fu Yunting and threatening Xia Ling, she was too lazy to care.

Warm turned over the contract and reached out to her, "where\'s the pen? Bring it."

"OK."

Fu manyun bent his lips, took out his pen and handed it to warm.

He signed the contract with a warm brush and said with a smile, "Hey, I\'ll be a serious artist in the future."

But also in her husband\'s company debut.

The content of this contract is to benefit yourself without harm.

The best music resources are given to her. She can develop in any way she wants. She can quit whenever she wants.

Someone is simply letting her play with tickets.

Warm, sweet and boring in my heart. I just feel as if my career is no longer challenging.

However, one cannot be dissatisfied.

Someone has provided her with such superior conditions. She can\'t be born in bliss without knowing it?

"Warm, the organizing committee requires all the winners to attend the celebration banquet of the youth song competition tonight. Look..."

Fu manyun put the contract away and asked for warm advice.

"I don\'t want to participate, but... I can\'t be capricious, can I?"

The celebration party must need to drink and chat with others.

She doesn\'t like it.

However, since she has embarked on the path of artist, she has to get used to these occasions, doesn\'t she?

Fu manyun hooked his lips. "Don\'t worry, I\'ll go with you in the evening and stop the wine for you."

"You?"

"Well, what? Belittle me?"

Fu manyun slightly raised his eyebrows and looked calm.

With a warm smile, he nodded, "OK, it\'s up to you that night."

It can be seen that Fu manyun wants to prove himself and doesn\'t want others to look down on him.

She will wait and see.

Warm glanced at the time, "well, do you have anything else? Go back if you have nothing. I\'m going to Fu\'s house to see my best friend."

I don\'t know how Xia Ling is now.

"I\'ll go with you."

Fu manyun said, "I also want to see my sister-in-law and my nephew, and then directly accompany you to do modeling in the afternoon and dinner in the evening."

"Oh, Fu manyun, are you going to abandon President Jiang and vote for me as my assistant?"

"Ha! If you don\'t dislike it, I\'d love it. After all, I know who has better thighs to hold than Mrs. Jiang."

“......”