She has lived abroad alone for so many years now, she should have grown up long ago, and she should restrain her temper well.

But looking at it now, Gu Ningxue didn't seem to be making any progress at all, and it could even be said that she was getting worse than before.

If it were just some ordinary little things, in fact, Fu Zhou could not take it to heart at all, and could continue to take care of the other party as a younger sister as before.

But this matter is now related to Yu Xue after all, and Fu Zhou finally begins to feel a little less calm.

He hurriedly put on his suit, stepped on the Maybach's accelerator to the bottom, and then turned and left the office.

Fu Zhou never dreamed that after he opened the door, he would see such a scene.

Yu Xue's face was crimson, and her eyes were wandering and distracted. It was obvious that she had drunk too much. Next to her, He Cong's restless hands were still taking the opportunity to wipe the oil from Yu Xue's body.

Gu Ningxue originally thought that the reporter she had found had finally arrived, and stood up in a hurry. However, she never expected that the person standing in front of her was Fu Zhou. She couldn't help but reveal a guilty smile on her face. Come.

"Brother Azhou, is it you? Aren't you supposed to be working overtime right now? Why do you have time to come here to see me?"

Gu Ningxue forced a faint smile and stood up to meet Fu Zhou's face.

Fu Zhou just frowned, but in the end he didn't say anything.

His eyes glanced coldly at He Cong, who was sitting next to Yu Xue: "He Cong, do you know what you are doing now?"

He Cong thought that he was older and could still be considered an elder. When Fu Zhou questioned him like this, a somewhat unnatural expression inevitably appeared on his face.

But seeing so many people present, He Cong felt that it would be a bit embarrassing if he really humbled himself in front of Fu Zhou.

While thinking this, He Cong forced himself to raise his head and look directly at Fu Zhou in front of him, with a strong tone in his voice: "Mr. Fu, this is my private matter, please don't interfere. "

"Private matters?" Fu Zhou frowned his beautiful sword-shaped eyebrows.

"Ha." A faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then Fu Zhou asked coldly: "Do you know that your current behavior can already constitute sexual harassment? If you don't want to receive a lawyer's letter, you should restrain yourself. Just a little."

It was inevitable that He Cong's face began to feel a little uneasy, but he still forced himself to show a nonchalant expression.

"Mr. Fu, don't you think you are taking too much care today?" When facing Fang Zhou's eyes, He Cong's face inevitably started to show some embarrassment.

He was already much shorter than Fu Zhou. Under such circumstances, it was really uncomfortable to barely raise his head to talk to the other party.

For some reason, He Cong suddenly began to feel that he had lost his confidence.

However, face is still the most important thing in the end, and he must never admit defeat when it comes to face: "Fu Zhou, I am only tolerant to you because of the face of the Fu Group. You As a younger person, is this the way you should speak to your elders?"

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