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Chapter 121


Chapter 121: Chapter 121 asking for praise

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Fu Nanli, on the other hand, was like a boyfriend among ordinary lovers, following behind her in a meticulous and considerate manner, telling her which dishes were delicious and which ones were ordinary.

Finally, he helped her get some fruit and yogurt. He held her hand and led her into his private room.

The air stewardesses had lunch with tears in their eyes.

All the single air stewardesses of Dongchuan airlines were heartbroken!

The private room wasn’t big. It was prepared by Fu Nanli’s cousin, the young master of Dongchuan airlines, because he knew that Fu Nanli would always cause a commotion every time he entered the restaurant to eat.

Fu Nanli set down the plate, and the two of them sat opposite each other.

come to my office after lunch. I have a few meetings to attend before the flight.

“Yes, sure.”

He placed a small piece of steak on his own plate and helped her cut it into a few equal-sized pieces, then placed it back on her plate. Wen Qiao’s heart warmed-taking care of her seemed to be a very easy task.

“I saw the video of you beating up Shang fan.” The man ate slowly and elegantly.

“He wanted to hug me, so I hit him,” Wen Qiao said, trying to please him.

Her eyes were saying,’aren’t I great? please praise me’.

Fu Nanli’s hand that was holding the fork gradually tightened. He reached out and pinched her face, smiling lovingly.

Through the blinds, she could see a little of what was going on in the private room. He Qian saw the gentleness and adoration in Fu Nanli’s fingers, and her chopsticks poking at the vegetables on the plate, feeling a little indignant.

he’s a celebrity. You don’t have to hit him in the future, in case you get yourself into trouble.

In front of Fu Nanli, there was only one word for Wen Qiao-obedient.

“Yes, I won’t hit him in the future. I’ll take a detour when I see him.”

Fu Nanli was in a good mood, but he still couldn’t help but mention, ” I heard that he’s very popular, and many young girls like him a lot. What about you? ”

he’s not even as good looking as you, ” Wen Qiao said casually. what’s there to like? ”

This was the truth. Shang fan was a celebrity and knew how to package himself. Putting aside his external appearance, his facial features were still a little lacking compared to Fu Nanli’s.

The corners of young master Fu’s lips curled up slightly.

After the meal, Wen Qiao even peeled a banana and fed it to him attentively, just like a demoness who fed grapes to an incapable ruler in ancient times.

Naturally, he Qian saw it as well. She was so angry that she could not take a single bite.

The phone on the table vibrated.

Lin mingxiao’s message said that she had gathered a group of socialites who admired Fu Nanli and had raised a lot of funds in order to collect evidence of Wen Qiao’s lies, planning to kill her in one fell swoop.

He Qian glanced at Lin mingshu’s message and smiled. She would expose her in front of everyone when they reached Germany.

Wen Qiao eagerly put down the banana peel and picked up a tissue, still wanting to help Fu Nanli wipe the corners of his mouth.

Fu Nanli grabbed her hand, his breathing slightly heavy. “Alright, I’ll do it myself.”

Touching randomly would cause trouble. This girl had no self-awareness at all.

He held her hand and left the dining room. Wen Qiao could feel the hostile gazes of every flight attendant that passed by her, and a few of them were even looking at her with tears in their eyes.

Wen Qiao was confused, completely unaware that she had stolen the love of the entire airline.

His office was spacious and bright, with full-length floor-to-ceiling windows and a very wide sofa. Fu Nanli said that he didn’t really use the office and would only spend the night here occasionally.

Wen Qiao gestured to the sofa and asked,’are you sleeping on the sofa? It’s a little short, can you stretch your legs?”

Fu Nanli came over with a cup of coffee, his other hand wrapping around her from behind. “Don’t talk about things in bed.”

Wen Qiao:

There were so many restricted areas, and it was difficult to chat.
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