Chapter 581 Master Fu, please wear the green hat (1)

"The transaction has fallen." (Plane 8)
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The first time Fu Sili met Bai Wu was outside the dance room of the Beijing Academy of Drama.

The girl was wearing a white ballet dress, and the fluffy skirt was softer than the clouds in the sky under the refraction of the afternoon sun.

The girl's limbs are very slender, and her waist is also very slender, a figure with a high proportion that is rarely seen among dancers.

However, such a natural dancer who was pitied by the heaven squatted at the corner of the stairs and silently wiped his tears.

When Fu Sili looked over, the girl happened to raise her head too.

So he clearly saw the tears hanging on the girl's eyes and her terrified deer-like demeanor.

She was born extremely beautiful.

She has a pair of thin willow eyebrows with an oriental charm, and her eyes are also the most affectionate peach blossom eyes among all living beings.

What's even more rare is that the pupils of a girl with such a celestial appearance and a proud posture are rare and clear.

Apricot cheek powder lips, half charming, half pure.

Fu Sili originally thought that a smile was the best synonym for beauty.

It was only after seeing this scene that he discovered it.

In front of the miserable girl at this moment, all the beauty in the world lost its color.

He suddenly thought of the batch of Yuyi White Camellia that had just arrived in his greenhouse.

He has always liked all kinds of flowers.

I am especially in love with this kind of white and flawless gadget.

But the girl now is like a white camellia blooming in the early morning, the morning dew on it has not yet dissipated, and it is so luxuriant.

It is clearly in full bloom, but there is an inexplicable decadent beauty.

But the moment the girl looked over, Fu Sili withdrew his eyes without a trace, and then stepped into the elevator that came so late.

Although the girl was amazing enough, but he was willing to look at it for a few seconds, and he had already expressed his surprise.

He has an indescribable possessive desire for flowers.

for people.

But nothing.

To Fu Sili's surprise, he saw this girl again three days later.

It was at his own sister's ballet debut.

Wearing a whiter dance dress, she tiptoed and slowly danced out from behind the scenes.

The girls' roles are pitifully small, not even one of the four little swans in this "Swan Lake".

But he still noticed her at a glance.

He noticed her mournful eyes looking at the bottom of the lake.

Noticed her constantly raised and tensed toes.

I noticed her slender neckline and her collarbone shining under the light.

Every inch is just right.

Even his assistant Zhou Qi noticed his abnormality.

When he noticed that their Master Fu was staring at a little girl who had a pitifully small role but was still shining brightly, Zhou Qi seemed to understand something, and immediately bent down, and whispered in Fu Sili's ear :
"Master Fu, do you want me to arrange it?"

Fu Sili, who was immersed in the misty dance scene but was suddenly interrupted, frowned displeased.

So much so that he didn't hear Zhou Qi's words clearly, so he let out an irritable "hmm".

Zhou Qi happily walked away, and Fu Sili's brows relaxed.

After the scene was over, the girl left the scene, and Fu Sili suddenly felt dull.

Even if the purpose of his trip is to support his sister who is the heroine for the first time.

Zhou Qi quickly turned back and handed him the coat he had taken.

"Master Fu, everything has been arranged, come with me."

Fu Sili took the coat and put it on, thinking that Zhou Qi must have noticed his fatigue and arranged a lounge for him.

After all, he has always been the most observant.

So he tapped his chin, opened his legs and followed Zhou Qi to the living room on the third floor.

There were already two bodyguards standing outside the door.

Seeing him coming, the bodyguard immediately opened the door courteously.

After instructing Zhou Qi about the company, Fu Sili turned around and walked in.

This was originally the conference hall of the stadium, but now it has been changed into a VIP lounge for convenience.

The crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the ceiling is dazzling, and the floor is even covered with expensive goose down blankets.

The inside is big enough.

But Fu Sili still saw the girl sitting on the corner sofa at a glance.

Even though her back was turned to him, he still recognized the person from her slender shoulder and neckline.

It was the girl who was crying secretly in the stairwell.

Also the poor ugly swan with few scenes on stage tonight.

Looking at the girl's slightly trembling shoulder blades due to nervousness or the too low air conditioner in the living room, Fu Sili frowned again.

After pursing his thin lips slightly, he said in a deep voice, "Do you know where this is?"

The implication is that.

She shouldn't be here.

The girl seemed to be frightened, she shook her shoulders and turned to stand up in panic.

This was the first time that Fu Sili saw the girl's face so closely.

Under the radiance of the soft crystal lights, a warm yellow halo appeared on her face, and ripples appeared in her eyes.

Even brighter than the lights overhead.

But the girl quickly lowered her head, clutching the cup full of coffee in her hands anxiously.

Seeing her trembling appearance, Fu Sili was a little disappointed for no reason.

Originally thought that her decadent stamens were built on stiff branches and leaves.

Unexpectedly, this white camellia is weak from beginning to end.

Such varieties cannot remain in his greenhouse.

So he took his right hand out of his bottom pocket, bent his knuckles and tapped on the table beside him.

"Miss, my patience has a limit. If you still refuse to speak, I can only ask the security outside the door to invite you out."

Girls in this age group are extremely thin-skinned, and they definitely don't want to be thrown out in public.

Sure enough, after another trembling, the girl raised her head, bit her red lips and timidly said:
"But, Mr. Zhou told me to wait here because you said you wanted to see me."

Fu Sili's brows furrowed even deeper.

Zhou Qi?

He finally remembered what Zhou Qi said to him in the studio.

Could it be that he was so obvious that his confidants misunderstood what he meant?
But that's not why he casually puts a woman in his lounge.

Fu Sili was a little sullen, and turned around to leave.

The girl hurried forward to grab him.

But I don't know if the friction of the goose down blanket on the soles of her feet is too small, or she is too flustered.

The girl staggered and fell directly onto Fu Sili's back.

Not surprisingly, the coffee in his hand spilled all over him.

It was freshly soaked, and Fu Sili couldn't help gasping for the scalding heat, then grabbed the girl's slender arms and lifted her directly in front of him.

Before he could speak, the girl kept apologizing.

"Yes, I'm sorry Mr. Fu, I, I didn't mean to, are you okay?"

Fu Sili's attack turned into a question.

"You know who I am?"

The girl nodded apprehensively.

Fu Sili smiled, but his eyes were cold.

"Then you still dare to pour hot coffee on me?" He pulled the girl into his arms, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Aren't you afraid that tonight's performance will be your last performance?"

(End of this chapter)

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