It's just for fun, she is more worry-free. " Song Xingyao stood outside the box door and heard these words clearly. She didn't cry or make a fuss, walked in to hold a glass of wine for him, and ended it decently. When the contract expired, she returned everything and disappeared. Fu Yunshen thought she would look back. A month later, she and the gentle archaeologist appeared at the collection exhibition, smiling at each other. Three months later, the man started chasing her. Fu Yunshen reserved a restaurant for her birthday, and she went to listen to other people's lectures. He hired top experts to help her restore the ancient paintings, and she said thank you, that's all. He bought the Ming Dynasty paintings that were living abroad at a sky-high price and lent them to her for free. Everyone could see that the coldest man in the capital was completely screwed. But she said, "Fu Yunshen, you don't need to be sincere, right?" " He was speechless. It wasn't until he blocked a deliberate business conspiracy for her and his blood-stained shirt fell in front of her. She finally had red eyes.
