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Chapter 301 Fu Mengya Takes Zhang Wenhong Home (Subscribe)
Ye Zeng felt that Zhang Wenhong was also a man.

And a man who gets so close to Fu Mengya has only one purpose, and that is to sleep with her.

Although Zhang Wenhong hid it well, he also found various excuses.

But no matter how well it is hidden, no matter how many excuses it finds, it cannot hide the truth.

However, these situations were all his guesses. Without evidence, what he said was a false accusation.

So, after he said it, he regretted it.

After all, Fu Mengya was already dissatisfied with him, but now that he said this, Fu Mengya would be even more dissatisfied.

Sure enough, when Ye Zeng looked at Fu Mengya, Fu Mengya's face became very ugly.

"Ye Zeng, is there something wrong with you? Boss Fu and I have only business contacts so far, and we cannot tolerate your slander." Zhang Wenhong looked at Ye Zeng and said, "Do you think that all the men who are close to Boss Fu have this?" Thoughts? Then, are all the women who approach Mr. Fu Lily? Is it only you, Ye Zeng, who can approach Mr. Fu?"

"you……"

"That's enough, Ye Zeng, let's go, I don't want to see you." The anger in Fu Mengya's heart could no longer be suppressed.

It was not easy for her to establish Mengya Group as a woman.Every man in the business world is a demonic existence, who of them wants to swallow her?She is very clear about this.

To a certain extent, Ye Zeng was right.

But Zhang Wenhong is different.

From the first meeting to the present, Zhang Wenhong has not shown it.

She didn't know if it was because Zhang Wenhong hid it well or for other reasons, but at least when she was with Zhang Wenhong, there was less intrigue.So now Ye Zeng suddenly said this about Zhang Wenhong, which she couldn't accept.

"Fu, President Fu."

Ye Zeng's expression changed.

At this time, the car came.

"let's go."

Fu Mengya ignored Ye Zeng and helped Zhang Wenhong into the car.

"drive."

Fu Mengya said to Leng Mei in the cab.

"Boss Fu, Ye Zeng?"

"Drive." Fu Mengya's tone was beyond doubt.

"Okay." Leng Mei started the car and walked away.

On the road, only Ye Zeng was left messy in the wind.

……

inside the car.

"Boss Fu, take me to a nearby hotel." Zhang Wenhong said.

"To the hotel?" Fu Mengya was taken aback.

"Yes, my injury is only a skin trauma, as long as I bandage it myself. But I don't want Shiyi to worry, so I'd better go to the hotel." Zhang Wenhong nodded.

"Leng Mei, go to Yunmeng Villa." Fu Mengya said.

"Yunmeng Villa?" Zhang Wenhong looked at Fu Mengya suspiciously.

"That's my residence." Fu Mengya explained.

"That's not very good?" Zhang Wenhong said.

"It's nothing bad." Fu Mengya said.

Zhang Wenhong did not speak.

If it was someone else, maybe it was the rhythm that showed interest to him at this time, but Fu Mengya was different.

Soon, we arrived at Yunmeng Villa.

Fu Mengya called a doctor to treat Zhang Wenhong's wounds.

As Zhang Wenhong said, this time it was a skin trauma.

Maybe Ye Zeng thought Zhang Wenhong was an ordinary person, so he didn't use his true energy on him.Of course, this is also the reason why Zhang Wenhong did not resist or resist.

After the doctor treated the wound, Zhang Wenhong said to Fu Mengya: "Mr. Fu, thank you this time, but it's getting late, I'd better leave first."

"Mr. Zhang, I think what you need now is to rest. I have asked someone to prepare the guest room. You can rest in the guest room for one night." Fu Mengya said.

"This... okay." Zhang Wenhong couldn't figure out what Fu Mengya meant.

According to Fu Mengya's temper, he shouldn't be kept overnight, even if he sleeps in the guest room.

Could it be the reason why he saved her, or the reason why she was beaten?
Zhang Wenhong didn't know, and couldn't figure it out.

But Zhang Wenhong didn't think too much, but went to the guest room to sleep.

He is also tired today.

On the other side, when Zhang Wenhong went to sleep in the guest room, Fu Mengya also returned to the bedroom.

But this night is destined to be a sleepless night for Fu Mengya.

She thought of the pursuit of those masked men in black.

Thinking of Zhang Wenhong holding her and running away desperately.

Thinking of the collision of lips between the two inadvertently.

I thought of Zhang Wenhong's embarrassment for setting his bones.

That scene, one thing after another, made her mind fly and fly.

Unknowingly, Fu Mengya fell asleep.

She had a smile on her lips, obviously dreaming sweet dreams.

The next day, when the time set by the biological clock came, Fu Mengya opened her eyes.

"It's a new day."

After entering the bathroom to wash up, Fu Mengya opened the door, but saw the door of the guest room opposite also opened, and Zhang Wenhong walked out.

The moment Fu Mengya saw Zhang Wenhong, she didn't know what to think of, and she was in a trance.

"Boss Fu?" Zhang Wenhong said.

"Mr. Zhang, are you up?" Fu Mengya said with a smile.

"Mr. Fu, you got up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer. For women, sleep is very important." Zhang Wenhong looked at Fu Mengya who had just woken up, and his heart moved slightly.

At this time, Fu Mengya was so beautiful and charming that he almost couldn't control it.

"Boss Zhang really knows a lot." Fu Mengya said.

"I don't know much, but Du Niang knows a lot." Zhang Wenhong said.

"Du Niang?" Fu Mengya asked.

"Baidu, it's Du Niang." Zhang Wenhong said.

"Mr. Zhang is really interesting." Fu Mengya smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, let's go have breakfast."

"Okay." Zhang Wenhong nodded.

The two came to the restaurant,

The nanny has prepared a hearty breakfast.

Zhang Wenhong glanced at the dining table, his expression froze.

After living in Tomson Yipin, Zhang Wenhong has always felt that he has lived a life of high society.With the establishment of Hongtai Group, his quality of life is getting better and better.

But now seeing Fu Mengya's breakfast, he realized that he was just making his life better, and he couldn't compare with the upper class at all.

Take this breakfast as an example, the breakfast at Fu Mengya's house is probably worth as much as his monthly breakfast.

It can be said that the ingredients for his breakfast can be bought in every supermarket, but for Fu Mengya's breakfast, I am afraid that every ingredient is purchased from special channels.

Regardless of the color, fragrance, or various nutritional values, nutritional distribution, etc., are all carefully calculated.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Wenhong staring blankly at the breakfast on the table, Fu Mengya asked, "Don't these suit your appetite?"

"No."

Zhang Wenhong shook his head and said, "I have never seen such a rich breakfast."

This breakfast is equivalent to half a month's salary for an ordinary person.

Even if Zhang Wenhong was a novel writer in his previous life, he still can't accept it.

But when you think about it carefully, it's normal.

This is probably the upper class, and this is probably what a family should have.

A good chef, as well as a nutritionist, is a must.

By the way, there are doctors.

The doctor yesterday might be Fu Mengya's personal doctor.

And there is only Leng Xinyue as a nanny in his family. Although Leng Xinyue's cooking skills are good, relatively speaking, there is no way to compare with Fu Mengya.

After breakfast, Zhang Wenhong said to Fu Mengya: "Boss Fu, I should leave too."

"Okay." Fu Mengya nodded.

"Farewell."

Zhang Wenhong strode out of Liuyun Villa.

After watching Zhang Wenhong leave, Fu Mengya took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Grandpa, I want Ye Zeng to leave."

(End of this chapter)