(MTL)Dressed as the first love of three bosses

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 2 Big Guys

    Fu Yan stopped and locked his eyes on the assistant, "Speak. You go on." The

    assistant was sweating on his forehead, "Apart from Wen Yaowen, there is also..." The assistant burst out, "Pei Yan, film emperor Pei, x god Gu Xingyan. "

    After that, the air seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear needles falling.

    One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

    Fu Li didn't respond for a long time.

    Wen Yao, Pei Yan, Gu Xingyan, these three, no matter which one, are not easy to mess with. And the influence of the three of them combined is definitely not as simple as one plus one plus one equals three.

    If he really goes against them, if he is not careful, he may lose the whole game.

    These three people are actually Zheng Jiafu's ministers under the skirt? They all knelt under Zheng Jiafu's skirt?

    For the first time, Fu Wang had lived such a big life and felt doubtful about his life, and felt extremely aggrieved.

    He just wants to stand out for the woman he likes.

    But after this incident involved Wen Yao and others, he did not dare to act rashly. The thought of asking Zheng Jiafu to apologize to Zheng Jiabao can only be put aside for the time being.

    On the other hand, after Yan Li and the others saw Fu Yan leaving, they all took the initiative to find an excuse to leave.

    Susu smiled, "I seem to have noticed that I didn't bring any money."

    Xue Baoer complained cooperatively, "You don't bring any money when you go to the supermarket? Walk around and go back to your room to get the money. It's rare for the show crew to be generous, we must buy it today. This is enough."

    Yan Li winked at Zheng Jiafu, her eyes full of gossip, and she almost wrote "please live broadcast" directly on her forehead.

    After the others left, the noise went away.

    The air became quiet.

    Wen Yao leaned over slightly and touched Zheng Jiafu's slightly reddened corners of his eyes with his thumb.

    His fingertips were warm, and his tone was solemn, "Furious?"

    Zheng Jiafu's skin was as thick as sebum, her skin was white to transparent, and the blush at the end of her eyes was particularly obvious.

    When she was angry, her eyes were red, like a bullied rabbit.

    Zheng Jiafu blinked uncomfortably, slightly avoiding her face, "It's okay."

    Wen Yao retracted his hand regretfully, without much entanglement, "My dear, do you know what I really wanted to say just now?"

    Zheng Jiafu Jiafu was a little absent-minded, looked down at the smooth ground, and asked casually, "What?"

    Wen Yao said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "My woman, I can't bear to say a heavy word, what kind of thing are you? Zheng Jiafu was

    still a little absent-minded, but when she heard this, she raised her eyes in surprise, looking a little innocent, dazed, and at a loss.

    Is this a statement?

    It was too sudden.

    Wen Yao chuckled lightly.