Landing On My Heart

Chapter Seventy

The next afternoon.

The media team arrived at the World Aviation Building on time, and Ruan Sixian was also styling by a makeup artist in the designated place.

In fact, there is nothing to do. Uniforms must be worn, hair must be tied up, makeup must not be too thick, and it must be serious.

That's also good, lest she go to Fu Mingyu's house to clean up after the interview.

The originally scheduled three-hour interview ended in only two and a half hours, and the process went smoothly without any jams.

On the way to the Huguang Mansion, Ruan Sixian took a mobile phone as a mirror and looked left and right, "Isn't my makeup strong?"

Fu Mingyu didn't lift his head, and said "Yeah".

"You can pretend to be perfunctory, okay?" Ruan Sixian muttered with her fingers in her hair. "When you talk about business, you are cherishing words like gold. When you talk about things in a mess, you can't wait to be a member of Deyun Society."

But that person's ears are surprisingly good.

"What am I talking about?"

Ruan Sixian said angrily: "It's nothing."

"How about today's interview?" Fu Mingyu Fu Mingyu closed the iPad and slowly unbuttoned his suit jacket.

"Nothing, very good, very smooth, I can speak eloquently and fluently."

Fu Mingyu chuckled lightly and closed his eyes to calm himself.

Of course it went well. He asked the media to revise the interview draft early in the morning and delete the family-related issues. Could it not go well?

During the interview, the team released some tidbits one after another, and Shihang forwarded one.

At this moment in the car, Ruan Sixian chose to look at the comments on Weibo, and his tail was about to jump into the sky.

"Hey." She touched Fu Mingyu with her elbow. "Look how well your female high school classmates have a sense of existence."

Fu Mingyu didn't want to open his eyes at all when he heard the words "female high school classmate", but the phone was already in front of him, so he couldn't help it.

But when I opened my eyes, it was full of rainbow farts.

[Sister, my goldfish saw you have evolved into a koi. 】

[Beauty sister every frame is so exciting]

[How does it feel to live with such a face every day, and still go to heaven, I really want to experience it. 】

[Does your sister have a boyfriend? Do you mind having another girlfriend if you have? 】

Fu Mingyu raised his eyelids, "Just let me see this?"

He took the phone, turned two pages, and read word by word: "Woo, sister, my goldfish saw..."

"Okay, okay, you shut up!"

He pronounced a good rainbow fart, and the shame was overwhelming, and suddenly I felt that these words had changed their taste.

It's like a spell.

Fu Mingyu turned down and finally saw Ruan Sixian's target.

[Beauty Sister Debut, starring in "Cloud Breaking Sunrise", don't let the female high school classmate with story be more beautiful, I agree with the real name of Shihang's President Fu to let the beautiful sister bring money into the group! 】

[Is the one who took my sister out and tramped on? [Question] Did you pay the appearance fee? Can you afford it? 】

[Have I named my last name? Don’t rush to get a seat. It’s not true that a female high school classmate who has a story pulled someone else’s boss to speculate? Pretending to be blind? 】

[I wonder if it’s not blind to compare a first-line female celebrity to an amateur? Who is it? 】

Probably because of the cable reporter of the fan team, a large number of fans soon poured in, tearing this comment to the top of the hot comment.

Fu Mingyu laughed and returned the phone to Ruan Sixian.

"Hold me? Boss." Ruan Sixian smiled flatteringly at him, "I will pay you five to five cents."

Fu Mingyu: "What dream do you do?"

"Deduction, search and search."

Ruan Sixian looked at her phone again, and more and more fans came to quarrel, and the comment area that was originally full of rainbow farts was about to become a scene.

"So many people quarreled, deleted?"

"Don't worry." Fu Mingyu glanced at her, "Is it necessary to delete it for her?"

Ruan Sixian thinks about it, so it is.

"Then can I reply like this?"

Ruan Sixian showed him the phone again: My boyfriend said he was dreaming, and he didn't bring me money to join the group.

Fu Mingyu squinted at her with a slight smile in his eyes.

"whatever."

Two minutes later, Ruan Sixian's phone stopped a lot.

There are no more fans with amazing fighting power, and they are all quiet as chickens.

"Coming."

Fu Mingyu spoke suddenly.

Ruan Sixian immediately received her mobile phone and sat up straight to organize her clothes.

The car drove into the Huguang Mansion and slowly stopped to the gate along the dense pine trees.

The New Year is about to come, and red lanterns are hung on the green plants next to it, adding a bit of excitement to the solemn winter.

Aunt Luo had already been waiting with her ears erected, and when she heard the movement outside, she immediately came out and opened the door.

"Coming?"

Aunt Luo looked at Ruan Sixian, "Is this Miss Ruan?"

"Yeah." Fu Mingyu said to Ruan Sixian while taking off his coat, "This is Aunt Luo."

"Hello Aunt Luo."

Ruan Sixian followed in, took off her coat, and Aunt Luo immediately reached out to pick it up.

She froze for a moment, not accustomed to such services, "No, thank you, I can do it myself."

Aunt Luo smiled at her, took Fu Mingyu's coat, and said, "Doudou has already been sent to school, and she will be back at night."

Fu Mingyu nodded, "Is the illness cured?"

"It's almost getting better."

"Doudou?" Ruan Sixian heard a little confused, "Who is it?"

"Doudo..." Fu Mingyu was already taking off his tie. Hearing what she said, he lowered his hand and looked at her seriously, "Oh, I never had time to tell you that although I am not married, I have a son. Mind you?"

Ruan Sixian's mouth was half open, and his mind quickly froze.

After restarting in two seconds, she had already thought of one hundred and eight ways of death for Fu Mingyu.

Where did the confidence to ask her if she minded being a mother? ? ?

Just rely on this face? ? ?

"you……"

"Fu Mingyu, you are going to die?!" He Lanxiang came down from the second floor and heard the conversation between the two. He hurried over and pulled Ruan Sixian half a meter away from Fu Mingyu, "Don't listen to him, he deliberately teases you."

Fu Mingyu pulled off his tie and walked towards the living room with a smile.

Ruan Sixian took a deep breath.

She has just been considering how many years the murder will be sentenced.

It was cold today, and Aunt Luo had already prepared hot water to bring it in. He Lanxiang glared at Fu Mingyu, took the cup from Aunt Luo and handed it to Ruan Sixian.

"Drink some hot water to warm your stomach first."

"Thank you auntie."

Ruan Sixian took a sip and heard He Lanxiang say, "Doudo is a dog he has raised for many years, and it is no different from his son."

Ruan Sixian almost choked to death.

Indeed.

Fu Mingyu has a dog that has been raised for many years. To her, it is no different from having a son.

"coming?"

Fu Boting walked down from the second floor with his hands held down.

Fu Mingyu said that his parents wanted to treat her to dinner because of the emergency landing that day.

But according to Ruan Sixian's observation, only his father had this idea.

Because he didn't bypass the incident in the whole topic, and asked all kinds of details, more than the civil aviation bureau, He Lanxiang was impatient on the side.

She coughed unrelentingly, and Fu Boting received his signal and did not say any more.

But the good thing is only three minutes, He Lanxiang said that the wind is really strong today, and Fu Boting talked about the atmosphere structure.

Speaking of atmospheric structure, he will talk about the theory of lift generation.

After talking about the theory of lift generation, he talked about airfoil design.

Ruan Sixian felt that this simply moved the examination room to the dinner table!

She took the conversation carefully, fearing that she had said anything wrong, and kicked Fu Mingyu in the leg.

I came to your house to eat, not to take the exam!

Fu Mingyu smiled and said, "Dad--"

"Can you still eat this meal?" Helan Xiang beat Fu Mingyu, "Can you stop talking about it?"

Professional topics finally stop here.

Fu Boting's expression was calm from beginning to end, Ruan Sixian couldn't tell what his attitude was.

The examiner still commented on the scene anyway, Fu Mingyu his father never missed it!

So tired.

Fortunately, after being stopped from talking about these things, Aunt Luo put up the dishes.

Having started to eat seriously, Fu Boting has the habit of not eating and sleeping, and basically shuts down the wheat during the whole process. He Lanxiang is a little more active and does not continue to chat at the dinner table, but just occasionally say a few words to care about Ruan Sixian's usual life.

Although it is quiet and not lively, Ruan Sixian has not seen such a dining table atmosphere for a long time.

It has been a long time since she sits at a steaming dinner table in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, in a "family" atmosphere, and eats a hot meal safely.

"Soup?"

When Fu Mingyu asked, he had already filled her with soup and put it in front of her.

Ruan Sixian took it and said, "Thank you."

"Ouch." He Lanxiang answered, "Are you so polite?"

"Yes." Fu Mingyu nodded, "She is usually very polite and respectful to me."

Ruan Sixian lowered her head and said nothing.

I'll pretend to show your parents, you still reported for Oscar.

He Lanxiang curled his lips and said nothing.

I really want to be so polite, I don't know where that slap print came from.

A few minutes later, Fu Mingyu and Fu Boting's cell phones rang at the same time.

The two moved simultaneously and took a look.

Fu Mingyu frowned suddenly, while Fu Boting, who was opposite, put down his phone calmly, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and said, "You come with me."

Ruan Sixian was talking to He Lanxiang when they suddenly got up and motioned for them to eat first.

Afterwards, Fu Boting and Fu Mingyu walked upstairs one after another.

The atmosphere suddenly became wrong, anyone could feel it. Ruan Si looked at their backs and said, "They..."

He Lanxiang pondered for a moment, picked up the spoon and drank the soup, "It should be a little urgent, regardless of them, let's eat first."

Although she said that, her face was difficult to maintain peace.

Her husband and son knew best, and she knew better than Ruan Sixian just how wrong.

With Fu Boting's character, although he is a workaholic, usually so severe and even a little rigid, he is not enough to suddenly call people away when his son and girlfriend come over for dinner.

The dining room was suddenly empty.

Ruan Sixian and He Lanxiang sat face-to-face without speaking.

Ten minutes have passed, and the two upstairs have not yet come down.

He Lanxiang wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

After speaking, he got up and walked upstairs and went straight to the study.

The soundproofing effect is the best in the study on weekdays, but at this time Helanxiang is standing outside and he can still hear the sound inside.

The movement was quite loud, and Fu Boting was cursing.

But she couldn't hear the specifics, except that he was angry.

He Lanxiang frowned, and when he was about to knock on the door, there was a loud sound of smashing glass.

She was taken aback, stopped knocking on the door, and rushed in.

"What's the matter?!"

Fu Mingyu stood in front of the desk with a solemn expression.

On the other hand, Fu Boting reddened his neck rarely, and his chest rose and fell sharply, staring at Fu Mingyu angrily.

The teacup that was broken by Fu Mingyu's feet was obviously smashed by Fu Boting.