The Female Boss Falls in Love with Me

But from the other point of view, Fu Jie's words were filled with jealousy, what did that mean?    

    

This meant that Fu Jie still had himself in his heart. When she saw herself with other girls, she would be jealous and upset.    

    

Huang Xing lit a cigarette and said to Fu Jie: Whether you believe it or not, she is a substitute. I had a drink somewhere else, and when I got here, I asked for a ride. Coincidentally, she lived in this neighborhood. So when I left, I called her.    

    

Fu Jie did not say anything else. Instead, he took out his phone and dialed Fu Zhenxin's number. After waiting for the call to be answered, he said straightforwardly: "Fu Zhenxin, I seem to have left a note at your house.    

    

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jie looked at Huang Xing: "Are you still not going home?    

    

Huang Xing pondered for a moment, then mustered up his courage and said: Fu Jie, I think … I want to talk to you.    

    

Fu Jie asked: Is it really necessary? Didn't we already talk about it today?    

    

Huang Xing emphasized: I think it's very necessary to chat more. I think. I think.    

    

His words were a little faltering. When facing Fu Jie, he really did not have any confidence.    

    

Fu Jie raised his wrist and looked at the time: I will give you one hour. So you go home, and I'll follow you.    

    

Huang Xing was startled, he did not expect Fu Jie to take the initiative and ask him to go home. He was neither surprised nor worried. Huang Xing thoughtfully nodded: "Alright, I'll be going first then."    

    

On the way home, Pan Yang turned his head and said: "That …. Who was that beauty? Your girlfriend?    

    

Huang Xing nodded his head. Sort of.    

    

Pan Yang laughed bitterly: "What do you mean it counts, is it not?"    

    

Huang Xing self-deprecatingly said: "In the past, yes, but looking at it now, the relationship is not very clear."    

    

'A crisis has occurred? Pan Yang said: After all, it is normal for there to be some conflicts and friction between couples. How could it be smooth sailing? The point is, both of them have to understand each other, each other. Trust each other.    

    

Huang Xing replied: That's right, that's right. Have to trust.    

    

Pan Yang countered: What, does she not trust you, or do you not trust her?    

    

Huang Xing sighed: That's true. It was … Just some coincidences and misunderstandings.    

    

'Coincidence? "Misunderstanding?" Pan Yang replied: It's also normal. There's bound to be misunderstandings between couples. That depends on how you deal with it and how you deal with it. Alright, I'm not going to work here anymore. As for my feelings, I don't understand either. However... But you know how pretty your girlfriend is. She should be the most beautiful woman I've ever met.    

    

Huang Xing thought, that was definitely the case. But his mouth said: There is. Is there?    

    

Pan Yang pouted. But I didn't look too closely. But I could feel her presence. Her aura was very big, her figure was also good, and she was too beautiful.    

    

Huang Xing said: "Thank you for your false praise." Actually, she was a very good woman. Just too strong. Besides, she was a strong woman.    

    

'A strong woman? ' Pan Yang said: It's good to be a strong woman, at least, I don't like being one of those housewives that my husband would support. When I get married one day, I'll come out and do what I like. To be a driver, for example. I actually like this job. No matter how much money he made, he would at least enjoy it.    

    

Huang Xing countered with a question: Then, what do you think is the fun in modern times? Under normal circumstances, a rider would usually show up at night, even after midnight. You're a girl, and you're not afraid.    

    

Pan Yang's face was overflowing with a special sense of superiority: You don't understand, right? As a modern driver, first of all, I can drive all kinds of cars for free. And it was someone else who paid me. While I was making money, I was experiencing all kinds of cars. Do you think this job is good?    

    

Huang Xing nodded his head: That's good.    

    

Pan Yang replied: Of course. Right, what kind of job is your girlfriend doing?    

    

Huang Xing thought for a moment, then said: "She is the chairman of Xin Meng Plaza."    

    

What? Maybe because she was too surprised, Pan Yang reflexively stopped the car. She is … She's the chairman of the Xin Meng Plaza?    

    

Huang Xing asked: What's wrong, are you shocked?    

    

"Good heavens!" "Unbelievable!" Pan Yang stressed: Big figures! Then your girlfriend is better than you, you are the general manager, she is the chairman. You two. It looks like even someone as big as you has to be careful of being soft on others. I remember that I once saw an interview with Fu Jie in a magazine called Qi Lu Weekly. That was really … A proper woman. Beautiful and rich. Perfect!    

    

Huang Xing countered with a question: So what if I'm rich, I'll become perfect? Perfection was not perfect. One could not just look at one's appearance, much less see whether one had the money or not.    

    

Pan Yang said. You mean, other than having good looks and money, your girlfriend doesn't have any other advantages? If your girlfriend finds out, you're dead meat.    

    

Huang Xing shook his head: I didn't say.    

    

Pan Yang stressed: That's exactly what you mean.    

    

Huang Xing laughed bitterly: I didn't mean that. Don't you break the rules.    

    

Pan Yang seemed to have thought of something and said: Oh yes, I'm especially curious. Such a big boss like your girlfriend, why did you drive a Volkswagen? It had to be a BMW Mercedes-Benz Porsche, no matter what. Isn't driving a Volkswagen a little too low-key?    

    

Huang Xing laughed: "Is that an ordinary public?"    

    

Pan Yang asked: Audi s? Please, I'm not seeing. Your car is the Audi, she only has two overlapping signs, the general public.    

    

Huang Xing said: "Don't you know that among the general public, there is a very very low key luxury car called the Phaedon?"    

    

'Hui... "Teng …" Pan Yang nodded in realization: Yes, there is. If it was a Phaedon, then that was about it. The best match would cost more than two million. Heavens, everyone would think that it was a Passat if they were to use it. This car is crazy on the Internet, you know?    

    

Huang Xing nodded: Of course I know. Several times I went out in her Phaedon and made a fool of myself. That oiler, she had to give me some oil.    

    

Pan Yang chuckled: This car is really different from the others. I have been a rider for so long, but I have never driven a Phaedon before. Very few people buy this car.    

    

Huang Xing replied. Less. Unless it was someone who was particularly low-key. Otherwise, with a similar price, most people would consider Audi A8, BMW 7, and Mercedes-Benz S Class. That one went out in a Dora's Wind.    

    

Pan Yang patted the steering wheel lightly: This car of yours is also very eye-catching.    

    

'Pull? ' Huang Xing laughed and said: Ordinary cars. Weren't there always rumors outside that the driver of the Audi was usually the leader's driver?    

    

Pan Yang said. But when you look at it, you know it's not the driver.    

    

Huang Xing asked: Why?    

    

Pan Yang giggled: Because the moment you look at it, it's very pretentious.    

    

Huang Xing caressed his hair: Is that so, me? What kind of style do I have?    

    

Pan Yang emphasized: Let me tell you, I think you're right. You are a blessed person, you can see it just by looking at your earlobes!    

    

Huang Xing pinched his earlobes: What can you tell?    

    

Pan Yang spoke in a serious tone: A person with big earlobes is fortunate. Isn't it common saying that you have such thick earlobes? In other words, the bigger and thicker it was, the better it was. Lord Tathagata the Buddha, his earlobes should be big, right? Look at the portraits of the emperors of the past, which one of their earlobes isn't big? Also, those rich bosses, as well as officials, which one of their earlobes isn't big? Therefore, earlobes are the most basic reference for determining a person's fate.    

    

Huang Xing thoughtfully nodded his head: It's true! Those with large earlobes usually don't mix particularly badly. He was either rich or noble.    

    

Pan Yang sighed, released a hand to hold onto his hair, and pinched his earlobes: Me, I'll just normalize it. It had earlobes, but they were small. It seems that I am destined to be poor in this life.    

    

Huang Xing took a glance and discovered that her ears were extremely beautiful. Although the earlobes were not big nor thick, they were extremely white and delicate. A beautiful crystal earring was nailed to the earlobe, simple and generous.    

    

Huang Xing said: You can marry a husband with earlobes!    

    

Pan Yang turned his head and joked: "Brother, you should marry me." Please take pity on those with too small earlobes and accept me.    

    

Huang Xing also joked: Alright, prepare the five million dowry, we'll do it anytime!    

    

Pan Yang stuck out his tongue: Aren't you being too ruthless? Five million in dowry? Do you think I'm a fuerdai!    

    

Huang Xing emphasized: You are obviously the fuerdai!    

    

Pan Yang was startled, his expression turning somewhat strange: "Why are you …. How did he see through it? You will meet?    

    

Huang Xing laughed and said: Your father is Pan Changjiang, a representative of the art world. If you are not a fuerdai, then what is?    

    

Pan Yang suddenly realized: It's just a double name, right? If I had such a rich dad, would I still need to be a ride driver? However, that's also strange. Look at how ugly Pan Changjiang looks, that daughter of his is actually quite pretty.    

    

Huang Xing said: Let her mother have more, maybe. Pan Changjiang's wife was much taller than him!    

    

'Interesting. Pan Yang chuckled: A short husband marrying a tall wife, this was in itself a comedy that was even more hilarious than a short story.    

    

Huang Xing countered with a question: What's so comedic about this?    

    

Pan Yang said as he clicked his tongue. Every time Pan Changjiang wanted to kiss his wife, he would have to stand on tiptoe. The scene was too beautiful for him to imagine, haha!    

    

The two of them continued to chat and laugh, and soon enough, they arrived at Huang Xing's residence.    

    

Huang Xing said: How about you not go in, stop here, I will drive myself.    

    

Pan Yang emphasized: You are too heartless, aren't you? You already sent me to your door, and you want me to kick you out? I won't let you go to your house for a cup of tea. Even if … It was a very hypocritical move!    

    

Huang Xing blushed with shame: "That's fine too." However...    

    

Pan Yang interrupted Huang Xing: You're worried that I'm not safe to go back late, right? I knew you weren't such a petty person! Thank you, I have to go, next time drink, call me at any time, I am happy to serve you!    

    

'Thank you, thank you.' Huang Xing watched as Pan Yang opened the car door and got off.    

    

Watching Pan Yang ride his bicycle and leaving, Huang Xing had a nagging feeling that this was a girl with a story.    

    

Ye Zichen drove down to his car and let out a sigh of relief. With a cigarette in his mouth, he wondered if Fu Jie would really come to his house.    

    

To be exact, he was feeling a bit nervous at the moment.    

    

The yearning and nervousness were mixed in.    

    

Almost all of a sudden, a white shadow flashed out from the door of the unit room, startling Huang Xing.    

    

As for the cigarette in his hand, it fell to the ground.