Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Chapter 599 The heartthrob who lost his halo in a dating simulation (8)

Mu Zhou's accident happened during the recording of the program, so strictly speaking, she is entitled to claim compensation.

So the director naturally wouldn't refuse such a small task.

I just reminded her to be careful.

Mu Zhou instructed 0001 to keep an eye on Fu Hanyan's movements, while he himself took a nap.

When it was almost time, she went downstairs to check out.

The receptionist thoughtfully prepared two bags for her, and she put all her wet clothes and high heels into them.

Then I looked at the new cloth shoes I bought, and they were quite comfortable.

A smile played on her lips as she looked up and saw Fu Hanyan coming down from upstairs.

“It’s you, Mr. Fu.”

Mu Zhou took the initiative to step forward and greet him:

"I didn't see you when I came out, and I didn't have a chance to thank you."

Fu Hanyan was very aloof, and simply nodded calmly.

Mu Zhou didn't mind and waved his hand at him:

"My car has arrived, I'm off now."

After saying that, he walked towards the door.

She seemed completely uninterested in him.

Fu Hanyan came here because of a friend, a local who returned from studying abroad and wanted to develop his hometown and achieve common prosperity.

This time, we specifically invited him to come and see if the project is worthwhile.

After talking with his friend, he prepared to leave.

No cars could get into the village, so when he walked out of the alley, he saw Mu Zhou, who should have left long ago, still standing there.

It seems like they're arguing with someone.

"Are you being unreasonable? This is the taxi I hailed, why can't I ride in it?"

Mu Zhou glared angrily at the men and women blocking her way.

Those people looked like locals.

“We mean no. If you want to leave here, you either have to walk five kilometers to take a bus, or you can only take a taxi from here.”

"That's right, we can't take the cars that are called from outside."

"Not only can you not ride in outside cars, you can only buy water from us."

They speak in an extremely domineering manner.

Mu Zhou argued his case, but they just blocked the front of the car and refused to leave.

Seeing this, the driver had no choice but to say:

"Madam, I'm not doing this order. I'll be leaving now."

The driver knew that in some places the locals were very domineering, allowing only them to do business, while outsiders would be blocked.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he could only leave quickly.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Before Mu Zhou could speak, the driver had already sped away.

The group stuck in traffic watched Mu Zhou with schadenfreude, waiting for her to have no choice but to ride in their car.

But Mu Zhou was still unwilling to compromise.

She would rather walk five kilometers.

Mu Zhou was about to walk past the group of people when he turned around and saw Fu Hanyan getting into his car.

Her eyes lit up.

Fu Hanyan caught a glimpse of her running towards him out of the corner of his eye.

He saw what happened over there just now.

He lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

If our friends want to develop this area, this kind of trend should be stopped.

Otherwise, tourists will only avoid the mines when they come.

So he sent a message to his friend to remind him of this.

In just a short while, Mu Zhou caught up with them.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, the car I called was canceled. Could you take me to the bus station?"

Seeing that Fu Hanyan did not refuse immediately, Mu Zhou immediately climbed up the pole, went around to the other side, and opened the car door.

As a salesperson, she knew best that as long as the boss didn't immediately reject her, there was a chance.

After getting into the car, she consciously fastened her seatbelt and looked at Fu Hanyan:

"Thank you."

The driver glanced at Fu Hanyan through the rearview mirror and, seeing that he had no objection, started driving.

Seeing that Fu Hanyan didn't seem displeased, Mu Zhou mentioned that she had good luck today.

"As for Shen Fang, the production team said he suddenly had something to do and had to leave, so the rest of the trip was canceled. I got a good night's sleep at the guesthouse and finally recovered."

"It's really a coincidence that we're walking together and can hitch a ride. Otherwise, it would have taken me more than an hour to walk."

Mu Zhou glanced at Fu Hanyan discreetly, and when he saw him looking at her sideways, she immediately smiled.

"Mr. Fu, you are such a good person. You are handsome, very gentlemanly, and always willing to help others."

As a salesperson, Mu Zhou could rattle off a whole bunch of nice things without even opening his mouth.

Even though Fu Hanji had been outstanding since childhood, this was the first time he had been praised to his face with such... superficial words.

But it doesn't seem too bad.

However, Fu Hanyan remained expressionless and simply spoke in a calm voice:

"Quiet."

Mu Zhou immediately shut up obediently.

*

After Mu Zhou got out of the car, he continued to wave goodbye even after the car had driven quite a distance.

Fu Hanyan looked in the rearview mirror, his expression unreadable.

At first glance, I thought this excessively alluring woman was deliberately trying to seduce me.

She wore a red dress that was half-undone, revealing almost the entire curve of her back to him.

A natural beauty.

But after changing into a distinctive ethnic costume, her eyes and brows were full of charm and brightness.

As the figure completely disappeared from the rearview mirror, Fu Hanyan's expression returned to its coldness.

*

Mu Zhou took a bus for more than an hour before finally returning to the Heartbeat Villa.

She got back relatively early; the other couples hadn't returned yet.

After saying goodbye to the staff, she went back to her room.

She was a little hungry because she hadn't eaten much, and went to the kitchen without changing her clothes. She found a piece of bread and went back to her room.

Just as I was about to close the door, a hand suddenly reached in and blocked it.

Shen Fang's handsome face appeared through the crack in the door.

Mu Zhou was startled and instinctively tried to block the door, but Shen Fang's foot also reached in.

The door was pushed open, and Mu Zhou was jolted back a few steps by the force.

As she watched the menacing Shen Fang approach step by step, a flicker of panic crossed her eyes:

"You, what are you doing?"

Before he could get close, Mu Zhou tried to run out of the room by going around him.

Shen Fang's eyes darkened. He turned around, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and threw her onto the bed.

Although the bed was very soft and didn't hurt at all, Mu Zhou was still a little dazed after being thrown like that.

Before she could get up, Shen Fang leaned over and pressed down on her.

Mu Zhou was pinned down by him, her eyes wide with horror:

"Shen Fang, are you crazy?! There are cameras in the house!"

Shen Fang's face tightened, and he glared at her fiercely:

That's not what you should be concerned about right now.

He was so close that Mu Zhou's breathing became rapid, and she instinctively struggled.

But no matter how hard she tried to push him away, he wouldn't let her go. Instead, he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

Shen Fang practically pressed his entire body against him.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? You dare to disappear while recording a show? Mu Zhou, have I been too lenient with you?"

His tone was harsh, and his narrow eyes were filled with coldness.

He was even worried that something might happen to her.

He rushed home because the media had filmed him fighting abroad.

He arrogantly ordered his bodyguards to beat up a foreigner, and now people from that country have filmed it and posted it online, accusing him of discrimination.

He is, after all, a member of the Shen family, and this negative image will also affect the Shen family's business overseas.

So he got a scolding and made a promise.

Anyway, neither Grandpa nor Mom could bear to punish him.

Fortunately, my uncle wasn't home.

He then rushed back in a hurry.

But Mu Zhou was quite different; he actually took an afternoon nap outside and didn't even think about contacting him.

How could he possibly tolerate this?