He said, pulling open the curtain in front of the French window. "You can see the banquet venue over there clearly in my room."
Shen An’s look suddenly seemed to be a false alarm. Looking out of the window, he saw a well-prepared venue about fifty meters away, and the lights were shining.
He saw it at close range during the day.
But now overlooking the night scene from a height is like two landscapes.
Fu Fengning looked at his watch and knocked on the desk and chair in front of the French window. "I have to go. If you talk later, you can see your parents here. They can’t see you."
Fu Fengning left Shen An himself in the back room.
Shen An looked at the banquet venue not far away and recognized Shen Fu and Shen Ping Ying inside. When he saw Shen Yue, he couldn’t help shouting "Sister".
But soon his attention was attracted by Fu Fengning’s pheromone.
He didn’t relax and look at his room until Fu Fengning was away.
Fu Fengning seems to like dark colors very much. The whole bedroom is graphite, and even the bath frosted glass is gray.
It looks cold.
Much like Fu Fengning.
Shen An moved his eyes to stay in a corner of Fu Fengning’s bedroom, and a small fruit basket was arranged on the antique shelf.
That fruit basket looks familiar to him.
Although all fruit baskets in the world look similar, but …
This kind of small fruit basket is rare, and the color, decorative flowers, butterflies and other fruits of this small fruit basket are like the one he gave to Fu Fengning.
He looked at the door and Fu Fengning couldn’t come back at the moment.
Driven by curiosity, he couldn’t help walking softly and reaching for an apple.
The tentacles are cold/hard, and it feels strange.
Shen An couldn’t help putting the basket up and looking at it carefully, only to find that the fruit basket was no longer fruit.
I don’t know how those fruits have been treated, but they have become old labels. Although they have maintained the luster of fruits, they have lost the texture of fruits.
They look beautiful, like beautiful still life ornaments.
Shen An took a step back "this …"
Is Fu Fengning a botanist besides being a businessman?
Shen An looked at the basket of fruit still life and somehow remembered a horror film segment in his head-
He remember one time Tian Yue took him to watch a horror movie, in which that hero liked his beautiful broth, and when he was the youngest and the most beautiful, he soaked his broth in a pool called formalin and made a mark alive, and confessed to his sleeping brother forever, so that you would not be old.
Shen An looked at the basket of fruit again and always felt that there were some similarities.
Watching the whole person shudder, the hair stood on end.
Don’t say it’s watching the banquet in front of Fu Fengning’s French window …
He doesn’t want to stay in Fu Fengning’s room for a moment now, but he has been dead for a long time with this seemingly fresh fruit label.
Shen An locked himself in his room and huddled under the covers, panting with fear.
"Fu … Mr. Fu … looks quite normal … I … I shouldn’t … think of a shadow like that with him …"
When he was under the covers, he thought that Fu Fengning sometimes made him afraid, but at the same time he kept thinking that Fu Fengning made him feel warm and at ease, and unconsciously fell asleep.
When Fu Fengning was seated at the banquet, he was already embarrassed by waiting, and Shenyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But when I saw Fu Fengning coming alone, I just let go and the tone hung up again.
The Shenyang family exchanged a look and was worried.
Shen Fu took the lead in getting up and the family bowed respectfully to Fu Fengning.
He smiled piously. "It’s an honor to see the scenery of Mr. Fu’s manor today!"
After that, he pressed his nervousness and easily asked, "Didn’t Shen … Shen An come on such an important occasion?"
Shen mother and Shen Ping also exchanged glances.