Chapter 39 Ambiguous atmosphere

Fu Yuan first glanced at Su Wuwei and found a playful smile on his face. He suddenly felt helpless.

But to everyone's surprise, he stood up before anyone else could speak, bent down to Mrs. Sheng and stretched out his hand, "Mrs. Sheng, please allow me to invite you to dance with me."

Mrs. Sheng obviously didn't expect Fu Yuan to say that. She frowned slightly and said in disbelief, "There are so many young girls here. If you don't invite them, what are you doing with me, an old woman?"

"Who stipulates that you can only dance with young girls?" Fu Yuan said with a sincere smile on his face, "And I just saw you dancing with Mr. Sheng, and I think you dance very well, and you can't compare with young people. not bad."

No matter how old a woman is, she is always happy when she is complimented, and Mrs. Sheng is no exception. She said nothing and stretched out her hand.

Su Wuwei watched Fu Yuan and Mrs. Sheng dancing on the dance floor. She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. This Fu Yuan was really annoying. He could still think of a way out in such a situation.

But why? A man of Fu Yuan's age should be at the best age in his life. It seems that he has no nostalgia for his ex-wife, so why would he reject so many girls present?

You know, every girl here is very special to be able to attend the gathering of the Sheng Group, and some of them can even help Fu Yuan to a higher level in his career.

Su Wuwei held a cocktail in her hand. She shook the glass gently, and the light blue liquid swayed as she shook it, like a gem.

She raised her head and took a big sip. It tasted really good. She silently thought in her heart, no matter what Fu Yuan thought, it had nothing to do with her. At least although she attended the banquet as a female companion, she tried her best not to hinder Fu Yuan's love. She had a clear conscience. .

After the dance, Su Wuwei had already downed three glasses of cocktails. She saw Fu Yuan walking towards her, and as she looked, she found three Fu Yuans walking towards her together.

Su Wuwei shook his head vigorously, and the three Fu Yuans finally merged and walked to a place five steps away from her.

She raised her head and laughed, "Why are you back again? Aren't you afraid that someone will come to urge you to dance soon?"

Fu Yuan took the wine glass from her hand, sniffed it vigorously, then frowned and said, "Why do I smell alcohol? How much did you drink?"

"It's not much." Su Wuwei felt her tongue getting bigger inexplicably as she spoke. She tried to stay calm and said, "It's only three times. This is a cocktail. The alcohol content is very low, so you won't get drunk."

Fu Yuan's frown deepened, and he muttered in a low voice, "Then you don't know how pure the vodka in this cocktail is."

"I didn't hear what you said." Su Wuwei raised his head and laughed, his face glowing with an unhealthy blush under the light.

"I didn't say anything." Fu Yuan raised his voice slightly, turned around and got a glass of ice lemonade, handed it to Su Wuwei and said, "Drink this lemonade quickly."

Su Wuwei obediently took the lemonade, drank it in sips, then raised her head and handed the cup to Fu Yuan, and said cutely, "Drink it."

She spoke like a child who had done something good and was waiting to be praised by the teacher.

Fu Yuan's eyes immediately softened. He did not take the cup directly. Instead, he reached out and rubbed Su Wuwei's hair, then took the cup and whispered, "Be good."

Su Wuwei's brain was already a mess before, but with Fu Yuan's "be good", her brain instantly regained consciousness. While blushing, she quickly lowered her head and immediately hid her emotions.

Over there, Fu Yuan put the cup back on the bar and came back. He naturally sat down next to Su Wuwei and heard him ask in a gentle tone, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better, thank you." Comparing the two sentences, Su Wuwei's voice suddenly felt strange and alienated.

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and after a while he continued, "Would you like to dance again? This dance music is very good, and many girls like it very much."

Su Wuwei raised her head suddenly, looked at Fu Yuan with bright eyes and said, "Maybe you have forgotten that I am no longer a girl, I am a mother of two children."

"I know." Fu Yuan returned the same sharp eyes, as if her words did not stir up any waves in his heart.

Su Wuwei still had something to say, but at this moment Mr. Sheng came over. He called Fu Yuan away, saying that he had something to discuss with Fu Yuan.

She could only hold back the words that came to her lips. Somehow she always felt that the atmosphere just now was too ambiguous. She didn't understand how everything happened just now. She could only tell herself over and over again that she must do it. Let’s stop there.

"Hey, why are you sitting here alone?" An annoying voice rang in Su Wuwei's ears. It was Fu Yuan's ex-wife An Mei.

She was in a bad mood now and didn't want to use her brain anymore, so she stood up without thinking, turned around and left without even answering.

"Why, you don't even have the courage to talk to me?" An Mei continued aggressively, "Could it be that you feel guilty after seeing me?"

"Guilty?" Su Wuwei was completely irritated. She turned back and stared at An Mei and asked, "Why should I feel guilty? You are the one who wants to feel guilty, right?"

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be so eloquent. Could it be that you are also a lawyer?" An Mei's face darkened. Even when she spoke like this, she was still looking at Su Wuwei silently.

"What does it have to do with you whether I am a lawyer?" Su Wuwei looked at her mockingly and continued, "I advise you not to mess with me, otherwise I don't know what I will do to you."

"Really?" An Mei sneered, "This is the banquet of Shengshi Group, not to mention whether you are really brave enough to act like your mouth, even if you really have the guts to do something, I'm afraid you will be the first It’s the Sheng Group that won’t spare you.”

Su Wuwei looked at the person in front of her as if she were looking at Yan Yan and Zhang Qiqi. She was indescribably disgusted. She felt that if she said a word to An Mei, she would be unable to help but vomit, but the other party was unwilling to let her go, and it looked obvious. He came for her.

Thinking back to Fu Yuan's careful handing of lemonade to her just now, Su Wuwei secretly thought that this was her feedback to Fu Yuan, and it would be best if she could get rid of An Mei in one sentence.

She fiddled with her hair slightly, sat back in her previous position charmingly, looked at An Mei with a half-smile and said, "Sister An, I know you must have a lot to say, you go ahead and I'll listen. that is."

If there is any attack that a woman cannot defend against, then being called aunt by a young girl, and being called sister by her rival must be among them.