Crippled Master's Young Wife

Xia Ling politely greeted Fu Xichen and prepared to get off the car.    

She had to follow someone quickly and not let him exaggerate in front of her husband.    

"You're welcome. Good night, sister-in-law."    

Fu Xichen said with a smile. He couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Xia Ling rushing forward after getting out of the car.    

What a pair of enemies.    

In the villa of Fu family, Xia Ling held her bruised wrist and frowned as she looked at Fu Yuntine who was walking upstairs. She muttered in her heart.    

She hurriedly followed him. When she saw Fu Yuntine enter the master bedroom, Xia Ling quickly pushed open the door and went in.    

She looked around but did not see anyone inside.    

Fu Yuntine was not there?    

Xia Ling pursed her lips and looked at Second Young Master Fu casually entering. Her almond eyes were full of disagreement.    

This person was really casual.    

He could enter and exit as he pleased without the master's permission?    

No matter how good the relationship between the two brothers is, it can't be like this.    

Being looked at with a strange gaze, Fu Yuntine's already uncomfortable heart was filled with anger.    

When did he have to look at others' expressions when he returned to his own home?    

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a man before? Get out, I want to change my clothes. "    

Xia Ling,..." "    

What right did this person have to order her around?    

It was as if he was the owner of this place.    

"Second Young Master Fu, this..."    

"Don't be long-winded with me. I've already told you, my brother and I are like the same person. Get out, right away."    

Fu Yuntine decisively interrupted Xia Ling's following words. His handsome face was filled with impatience.    

Xia Ling pursed her lips. She wanted to challenge him, but when she thought of something, she immediately lowered her head and left the room in a pleasing manner.    

She forgot that she had promised Xia Zhenqing that she would get the contract.    

Since 'Second Young Master Fu' was here, why not take the initiative and ask him for guidance?    

Thinking about this, Xia Ling quickly ran to her room and took out the manuscript to sort it out.    

Taking a deep breath, Xia Ling held the design manuscript in her hand and walked out of the room, only to discover that Fu Yuntine had changed his clothes and entered the study.    

Xia Ling,... ""    

He really did not think of her as an outsider.    

Xia Ling shook her head and did not think about that first. She took the manuscript and knocked on the door of the study.    

The door was opened and Fu Yuntine saw Xia Ling again. His handsome face immediately sank.    

You want to chase him away again?    

Are you done yet?    

"Second Young Master Fu, is it convenient now? I want you to help me look at the design drafts."    

Xia Ling waved the drafts in her hands with a look of anticipation.    

Fu Yuntine swallowed the scolding that came to his mouth. His eyes swept across those bright eyes, and he lightly pursed his red lips as he took a step to the side.    

Looking at the design drafts?    

Is he asking for my help?    

Fu Yuntine himself did not realize that the corner of his mouth was slightly curved upwards.    

"Second Young Master Fu, take a look. This is the decoration design that I made for the resort that Fu's built in the north city. Can you give me some suggestions?"    

Xia Ling handed over the script in her hand. A flattering smile flashed across her bright eyes.    

Fu Yuntine raised his eyebrows slightly and took it without batting an eyelid. A trace of surprise flashed across his heart.    

He knew about this project, but why would she make such a design?    

Could it be...    

Fu Yuntine casually flipped through the design drafts in his hands. His eyes moved slightly.    

He was very familiar with the technique and had a lot of ideas on how to design it. He was a rare talent.    

Although there were some areas that were still a little inexperienced, as long as there was a little bit of brush, it would be a very creative design drafts.    

However...    

"This was designed by you? It was indeed young and tender. One look and you could tell that it was the work of a brat who had just graduated not long ago."    

He wouldn't praise her.    

Otherwise, a certain person's tail would fly up to the sky.    

Xia Ling,... ""    

Little brat?    

Was her design that bad?    

Xia Ling could not accept it and went closer to explain, "How is my design immature? It was clearly very creative. You see, my design is combined with the overall style of the vacation hotel. The lines are bright and beautiful, it makes people think that..."