The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities Chapter 150 - 150 0150 Accompany your sister-in-law to dinne

Chapter 150: 0150 Accompany your sister-in-law to dinner Chapter 150: 0150 Accompany your sister-in-law to dinner “It’s been a while, isn’t it ti you introduced her to the brothers?”

Fu Qiyuan turned a deaf ear, not bothering to lift his head.

“Since Chi Mu is also here today, why not make it today instead of choosing another day? Bring your wife out to et us, can you do that, boss?”

Fu Qiyuan kept his head down, dealing with the docunts in his hands, not even sparing Mo Shangjie a glance.

Seeing this, Mo Shangjie suddenly seed to have a realization and blurted out.

“Don’t tell , boss—you haven’t won sister-in-law over yet?”

Upon hearing this.

Qin Feng stood by with a look of soone trying to hold back laughter, slightly bowing his head as the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

That hurt, bro!

Fu Qiyuan finally gave Mo Shangjie a look. The ordinarily languid and cool gaze turned profound, and though the emotions within his eyes were indistinct, they sent a chill down one’s spine.

“Are you very interested in my affairs?”

Fu Qiyuan sat in his chair, a pen still pinched between his slender fingers, his eyebrows and eyes exuding an ascetic charm, appearing sowhat dangerous.

Mo Shangjie swallowed nervously, suddenly feeling a bit cowardly.

“Of—Of course, isn’t curiosity about your matters only natural?”

Fu Qiyuan’s eyes slightly lifted, his tone even, betraying no emotion.

“Not necessary.”

Upon hearing this.

Mo Shangjie quickly scurried over to Fu Qiyuan, his tone curious and flattering.

“Boss, haven’t you won sister-in-law over yet? Do you need this junior to share so tricks with you?”

Fu Qiyuan’s gaze grew darker, sowhat murky.

Why did everyone want to teach him about love?

Did he look like soone who couldn’t even pursue a girlfriend?

Qin Feng: President Fu, it’s not just about looking—you simply can’t!

“Not necessary.”

Mo Shangjie circled around the table and directly approached Fu Qiyuan, looking like a fawning subordinate.

“Necessary, of course, it’s necessary! Boss, your happiness is our happiness. Just tell so basic information about sister-in-law, and I’ll imdiately co up with a ‘Hundred Romance Tactics’ for you, guaranteeing a sure catch.”

“So, boss, what’s sister-in-law’s na? How old is she? Where does she live? Who else is in her family? Is she single?”

Listening to the incessant chatter beside him, Fu Qiyuan pressed his brow.

“You can go now!”

Mo Shangjie was shocked, his face a picture of agonized censure.

“Really, boss? You’re sending away? It’s noon already; aren’t you going to invite for lunch? You busy with the company?”

Fu Qiyuan didn’t even raise his head, quickly signing so docunts, his tone indifferent.

“Hmm.”

“Busy with what? No matter how busy you are, you need to balance work and rest, after all, health is your main capital for the revolution, isn’t it?”

Fu Qiyuan continued to work on the docunts on his desk, his voice smooth.

“Having lunch with your sister-in-law.”

A gust of cold wind blew!

Mo Shangjie stood there blankly for a mont before cursing softly.

“…Damn!”

Why does the whole world reek of the sour sll of love while only he emits the fresh scent of a single dog?

He had worried over the boss’ lack of romance in vain; he was truly worrying for nothing!

Were these spontaneous romantic words really sothing he should be concerned about?

However…

He stroked his chin, looking at Fu Qiyuan with a profound expression.

The boss, after all, is a normal man.

After Mo Shangjie had left in a huff, Fu Qiyuan checked the ti and made a call to Su Ran.

“Where are you? I’ll co pick you up for lunch.”

Su Ran glanced at Ye Zhichen across from her, then at the delicious food on the table, and finally at the chopsticks in her own hand, feeling sowhat awkward.