"You have followed someone's studio..."

Fu Mu finally looked at Bo Ye driving the car and said with a half-smile, "If you need help, I can help you."

"What's the meaning?"

Bo Ye looked back at him from the rearview mirror with a smile. The man has a pair of evil peach blossom eyes. When he is not smiling, he is cold and sexy. When he is smiling, his peach blossoms are shining. However, his temperament is so fierce that it cannot be blasphemed. No wonder so many women in City A are interested in him.

They flocked to him - after all, Bo Ye's skin was quite high-quality.

Fu Mu finally looked at Bo Ye's smiling face and curled his lips, "Don't you already understand?"

"She probably won't accept it."

Bo Ye thought for a while, and after seeing Tang Shi enter the studio, he stopped the car on the side of the road, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Fu Muzhong in the back seat, and then said, "I need a reason.

You can justifiably...let her accept it."

"It's simple." Fu Mu finally said meaningfully, "Can't you just let me take action?"

Bo Ye glanced at him and said, "I don't trust you."

Fu Mu was finally happy, "Why should I worry? I treat your ex-wife..."

"But what?" Bo Ye glared at him fiercely, "If you dare to do anything to Tang Shi, just wait for death."

"Ouch."

Fu Mu finally seemed to have heard a joke, "You are not willing to let go even after divorce. If someone likes me, then I can't stop him."

Bo Ye gritted her teeth and said, "No one else can touch her after she is divorced. How dare you think so!"

Fu Mu finally lit the cigarette with a smile and said nothing. Then the two of them finished their cigarettes, threw the cigarette butts in the trash can in the car, and took a deep breath.

Fu Mu finally straightened his collar and said, "Then I'll get off the car."

Bo Ye said to him, "Be careful yourself."

Fu Mu finally narrowed his eyes and said, "I know."

When Fu Mu finally walked into Tang Shi's studio, both Tang Yi and Tang Shi were stunned.

At that time, Tang Shi was crouching at her desk writing manuscripts. She was wearing a pair of flat glasses, her hair was half down, and her face was tilted to one side, looking very beautiful and gentle.

Fu Mu couldn't help but wonder, would such a person really kill someone?

That incident five years ago...did she get charged for nothing?

Tang Yi recognized Fu Muzhong at a glance and stepped forward and said, "Third Young Master Fu, come here today..."

"I'm here to find you."

Fu Mu finally said calmly, with a calm aura, and smiled at the surprised Tang Shi, "Miss Tang, we meet again."

"Hello, Third Young Master Fu." Tang Shi put away the drawings and came up to pour him a cup of coffee. "The studio is simple. You can sit wherever you like."

"No, the decoration is quite good."

Fu Mu finally took a sip of coffee and immediately recognized that it was drip coffee. How leisurely could he use filter paper to filter the coffee drop by drop all afternoon? This was usually something that only leisurely people would do.

He looked around the studio. The decoration was very personal, and the spatial structure was also quite beautiful, which could be called creative. The table Tang Shi was lying on was a large semicircle, and if he turned half a circle, there would be three computer screens.

, there is a stack of manuscripts not far away, presumably it is their daily work.

Fu Mu finally sat on a round sofa, crossed his legs, and smiled at Tang Shi, "Miss Tang, did you lie last time?"

Tang Shi was stunned, but still pretended not to understand, "Fu Sanshao, why are you here today?"

"We need your help, Dawn."

Fu Mu finally put down the cup in his hand and gently put it back on the coffee table. Then he put away his hand and glanced at Tang Yi who still didn't understand. "Last time you denied that Dawn was your stage name. How do you feel about it?"

I understand, but Miss Tang, our new product design this time... I hope you can participate. So I took the liberty of visiting today, hoping that you can give us a chance to cooperate."

What he said was neither humble nor arrogant, Tang Shi pursed her lips, and Tang Yi next to her finally came to her senses, "You want my sister to participate in the design?"

Fu Mu nodded, "The company will launch new wedding dresses in early spring next year."

Tang Shi subconsciously shrank her fingers, only to hear Tang Yida say, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your love, and I'm sorry for making you go all the way in vain. My sister has stopped designing wedding dresses for a long time."

Fu Mu's expression changed at the end. He probably didn't expect such a result. He subconsciously asked, "Why?"

At that time, Tang Shi raised her head, her eyes were like black holes, swallowing up all her emotions. Then she said, "I have no expectations for love anymore, so I can't design a wedding dress."

The kind of wedding dress that makes people feel happy when they wear it, the kind of wedding dress that witnesses the blossoming of love, has already been broken into pieces in her heart, dilapidated, and will never be mentioned again.

A failed and tragic love destroyed her ability to feel happiness.

Fu Mu finally looked shocked and opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it.

After a long silence, he said calmly, "I understand... But Miss Tang, I hope you can think about it carefully. Even if you have been injured, you should... let the wound shine in the sun. Your ability is always your own.

, it cannot be destroyed by others. I believe in you."

Tang Shi's whole body was shocked, and he looked up at Fu Muzhong in disbelief. The man's eyebrows were indifferent. After speaking, he stood up and nodded slightly to them, "Then I'll leave first. If you change your mind, you can call at any time.

Our corporate design team is very sincerely waiting for you to join us. Also, thank you for the coffee, it’s delicious.”

The man pushed the door open and went out. There was a postcard of his under the coffee cup. Tang Shi's heart palpitated and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

****

When Fu Mu finally got into Bo Ye's car, Bo Ye turned around and asked him, "How was it?"

Fu Mu finally shook his head, "I didn't agree."

"I guessed it too..." Bo Ye murmured to himself, turned his head back and started the car, and then the Maybach slowly drove away from the studio.

When driving on the elevated highway, Fu Mu finally asked, "Why don't you go and help her yourself instead of going around me?"

Bo Ye's fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, "Shall I go? She probably won't accept my cooperation until she dies."

"That's true." Fu Mu finally smiled and said, "She welcomes me more than you."

Bo Ye was so angry that he slapped the speaker hard, "Do you want to die?"

"Hey, you are trying to burn bridges. I helped your ex-wife work together to make money, and now you want me to die." Fu Mu finally shook his head and then asked, "But by the way, if you care about her so much, why did you do it five years ago?

Want to send her in?"

Yes, she is the woman he hates the most, why do he have to go to so much trouble to help her?

Bo Ye stared forward thoughtfully for a long time before saying, "Because she killed An Mi and the child."

"But you see, she was obviously pregnant at the time, and you didn't know." The implication is that you sent your pregnant wife to prison for a mistress.

Fu Mu finally sat in the back seat, watching the scenery passing by the window. He noticed that the car was speeding up, and he said, "Did you step on it and hurt your foot?"

Bo Ye grinded his teeth and said, "I must be too kind to you. I will tell you later that you are playing with your young model outside."

"Fuck!" Fu Mu finally shouted, "Bo Ye, you are so fucking shameless! You treat your brothers like this!"

"Who the hell thinks of you as a brother? Get out of the car right now!"

****

Bo Ye sent Fu Muzhu home and then came back. At this time, someone happened to call him. When he saw it, it was an unfamiliar number.

When he was still wondering who the number belonged to, he answered the call and a voice on the other side said crisply, "Daddy, it's me."

Ouch, his son!

As soon as he heard this voice, Bo Ye even softened his tone, "Wei Wei, do you have a problem with me?"

Tang Wei said in a rather adult-like manner, "Daddy, are you going to see Mommy today?"

Why is this brat so smart?

Bo Ye walked back to the room and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Mommy told me that someone recognized her as Dawn and wanted to do business with her."

Tang Wei sighed maturely over there and said, "Daddy, I know you sent someone, right?"

Bo Ye felt that he had definitely won the lottery by giving birth to such an extremely smart son.

It’s not her who inherited it! Bo Ye agreed casually without thinking, “Yes, I want to help your mommy.”

"Why do you want to help now?"

Tang Wei's voice seemed to be speaking to his ear through the mobile phone, "Daddy, if you are sorry for what happened in the past five years, Mommy and I accept your kindness. But if it is just sympathy, we

unnecessary."

Bo Ye's heart froze, and she grabbed her phone and asked, "Did your mother teach you this?"

Sigh...why does daddy always make such selfish judgments?

Tang Wei shook his head where Bo Ye couldn't see him and said, "This is what I mean. My mommy doesn't know that I called you. In fact, your phone number was also one I grabbed from the car last time.

I wrote it down on a postcard.”

This little bastard's IQ is almost as good as his own!

Bo Ye endured it and took a deep breath, "Wei Wei, you were not involved in what happened five years ago and have never experienced it, so you won't understand my feelings. But now, since I am helping you, why

Don’t you accept it? I just want to make your living conditions better."

"I don't want good living conditions."

Tang Wei lowered his eyelids, "Daddy, I don't understand everything you did to my mommy, and you won't understand our feelings. If you really don't mean anything to my mommy, don't bother us anymore.

.Thank you for your thoughtfulness.”

After saying that, the child hung up the phone over there. Bo Ye looked at the screen of his phone in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a moment.
Chapter completed!