Chapter 1914: .negotiation

"No need!" Tang Moran refused coldly and walked forward on his own.
Fu Jingting got out of the car and pulled her aside, "Smelly girl, who do you show your face to. Don't blame me for not reminding you.
After another five minutes, Fu Tingye would kill him back. "
"No way, so fast!" Tang Moran opened his eyes, his eyes panicked.
"I don't want to be caught alive by him, just get in the car as soon as possible." After Fu Jingting said, he turned and got in the car again.
Believe him or not believe him?
Tang Moran was really tangled to death.
She looked at the car, and finally gritted her teeth and went up, "Uncle Fu, if you really want to help me, just send me back."
"It's all out, why go back? Otherwise, I'll help you again, and I will send you to someone he will never find
How is the place to go? "Fu Jingting encouraged her.
"No, my dad may have been arrested, I can't go." Tang Moran shook his head.
Fu Jingting felt bored after hearing this, "Coward!"
He started the car.
A kick of the accelerator is about to go to the side door.
Seeing that there was a camera, Tang Moran leaned down and got down.
This time, he accidentally fell on Fu Jingting's thigh.
"Hey, hey, don't you mean anything? Wiping oil or seducing?" Fu Jingting slapped her on the head vigorously.
"..." Tang Moran was embarrassed and extremely embarrassed.
But because of the emergency situation at the moment, she can only bear it first.
After the car got in, she hurriedly raised her head to explain, "There was a camera just now, sorry, I ran into you."
"No need to argue, I know you like me."
"..."
Tang Moran wanted to scratch her hair.
There is no strength to explain.
She looked outside. As soon as the car arrived in front of Fu Tingye's yard, she quickly got off and said thank you to Fu Jingting.
She sprinted back to the house in one sprint and sat on the sofa to catch her breath.
Fu Tingye came very quickly, before she could even breathe, he came in.
Tang Moran quickly took the magazine and opened it.
The calm and cold pace was accompanied by super air-conditioning, and the air pressure changed as soon as he entered.
On weekdays, most of his time is relatively gentle and shallow, of course, after being angry, it will be different.
The low pressure is enough to prove how unhappy he is.
Fu Tingye came in and saw Tang Moran sitting on the sofa with a flash of surprise in his expression.
Soon, he converged on his original expression and replaced it with a weird expression that looked like a smile but not a smile, but seemed angry but not angry.
Tang Moran's heart sank again.
To be finished!
"Uncle Fu~~~~~" She tried to restrain the fear released in her heart, raised her head and called out sweetly, but her voice still trembled.
Fu Tingye pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, as if smiling, "Is the magazine good-looking?"
He asked gently and casually.
"Not bad, pretty good-looking." Tang Moran held up the magazine, his smiling face was stiff, and his palms were sweating.
"Really?" Fu Tingye's face gradually darkened. "It turns out that you can read the book with such gusto."
Tang Moran was startled.
She looked down with a stiff neck, the magazine in her hand was really upside down.
She had forgotten to take a look when she took it in a hurry.
"I just fell asleep, Uncle Fu, I just woke up when you came in, maybe you took it upside down when you fell asleep." She rushed.
Rescue explanation.
"Where's your phone?" Fu Tingye asked faintly, sitting down in a majestic manner.
"It's upstairs," Tang Moran replied.
Fu Tingye took out his cell phone and made a call, and the vibration sound came from under the coffee table.
Tang Moran was desperate.
"Isn't it upstairs, why, temporary amnesia?" His eyes were exquisite and cold.
"I—" She choked and replied in a low voice, "It might be that I didn't hear it when I fell asleep."
"Take it out and have a look." Fu Tingye tapped his finger on the table top.
Tang Moran took out his mobile phone, turned it on, and had five missed calls.
It's all from Fu Tingye.
And the first TV was at 12:20, which means he called after she went out soon.
She thought the plan went well, who knew it would be exposed long ago.
He rarely called her, but it was today...
"Um, Uncle Fu, is there anything you called me?" she asked bitterly.
"I told you to take you to Hawaii yesterday, so I called and asked if you want to buy some skirts." Fu Tingye's face
Floating with a smile, his eyes became increasingly cold.
"It turned out to be so."
Tang Moran sighed in his heart, and the people also wilted.
The truth...
A shrewd person like him couldn't get through five calls, naturally guessing that she had escaped.
When she was so complacent because she had escaped from birth, the house had already been turned upside down and sealed off.
Mouth, sent security guards to search outside, even if she got in his father's car, she would never escape the city.
It's all God's will!
"Oh, yes, there is one more thing. Your father and brother will be in the yard where the guests live, together at night
Have a meal. "Fu Tingye said slowly.
Tang Moran looked at him, breathing weakly, his throat seemed to be stuffed with a sponge, constantly swelling.
Time was silent for four minutes before she opened her mouth, "Okay."
She only said one word and nothing else.
They knew everything about today, he didn't say anything, he also imprisoned her family.
When he did this, she knew that even if she would admit her mistakes, it would be useless to kneel and beg for mercy.
It works, he will not be kind, let alone soft!
Fu Tingye looked away from her face, and inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the leaves in her hair.
peach……
His pupils shrank violently.

The twilight confuses.
In the restaurant with high-class and deserted colors, the most top ingredients and the most expensive bottle of red wine are placed.
Fu Tingye was sitting in the middle of the dining table, and Tang Moran was sitting on his left side, not daring to breathe.
The atmosphere is extremely depressing.
After a while, there were footsteps outside the door, and it was not alone.
Tang Moran raised his head and looked out.
The maid came in with two men, the older one in a black t-shirt and the younger one in a beige t-shirt.
T-shirt, both of them are unshaven and depressed.
"Dad!" Tang Moran couldn't help standing up when he saw his father.
"Ran Ran!" Tang Daqiang saw his daughter, strode over happily, and hugged her.
They haven't seen each other for three years.
Tang Daqiang loves his daughter, so he wants to pay off the debt and take his beloved back home, but what he can do.
What a loss, "I'm sorry, Dad!"
"Dad, I'm fine here." Tang Moran comforted him.
"No, you are not good, if you are good you won't call me—"
"Dad, don't talk nonsense in front of Mr. Fu." Tang Yuzhe interrupted his father loudly.
Tang Daqiang reacted and was too busy to say anything.
Fu Tingye didn't have any particular reaction, and said politely, "Mr Tang, Master Tang, sit down first."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Tang Daqiang answered without confidence, and sat down with Tang Yuzhe.
"Let's eat." Fu Tingye breathed.
The maid poured the sobered wine on everyone present.
The Tang family father and son hadn't had such a good wine for a long time, and couldn't help smelling it deeply.
Because I often eat box lunches, the delicacies in front of me are even more appetizing.
The two were not polite and ate to their heart's content.
Tang Moran had no appetite, and it was even more uncomfortable to see his father and brother starving to death.
Thinking of the past, their Tang family was also a face-to-face person, but now they are in such a downturn that they don't even need dignity.
"Ms. Tang, do the dishes still suit your taste?" Fu Tingye asked unhurriedly.
"He, he, it tastes very good." Tang Daqiang nodded.
"It's all right. When the meeting is finished, let's go to my study to talk about debt problems." Fu Tingye said casually.
The three people in the Tang family were all stiff because of the debt.
I'm afraid they will have indigestion after eating this expensive dinner.
After dinner.
Tang Daqiang and Tang Yuzhe followed Fu Tingye to the study.
Tang Moran stood outside the door, floating in the air steadily, without a trace.
The debts owed by my father and brother couldn't be paid at all. If she came back today, Fu Tingye would definitely not give them good fruit.
Isn't it about sue them?
Once the case is filed, huge debts can still be imprisoned.
The more I thought about it, the more worried, and the more I thought about it, the more disturbed she became. She walked back and forth at the door.
They went in for about an hour.
Finally, the door opened.