u Hanchuan hummed in response. 。 Qiao Mu responded solemnly, "Okay, I will have someone keep an eye on him at all times. Should we tell the old master about this" "No need, telling grandfather would...Fu Xiaoyao got up, slung her bag over her shoulder, and walked towards the man.

She knew he had asked her to go with him to see Tang Yi.

She didn't want to go, but he didn't give her the chance to refuse.

Getting into the elevator, Fu Xiaoyao finally couldn't hold back and blurted out, "Where are we going to meet Mr. Tang"

"The Royal Court Hotel." Lu Hanchuan replied indifferently.

Fu Xiaoyao let out an "oh" and fell silent. The air grew stiff, heavy with a palpable tension.

Such suppression lasted all the way to the hotel, gradually dissipating only when he saw Tang Yi.

"Hello, Lu Zong," Tang Yi smiled and extended her hand to Lu Hanchuan, but out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Fu Xiaoyao.

He was noticed by Lu Hanchuan, a surge of anger rose in his heart, the coldness around him spread uncontrollably.

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Lu Hanchuan shook hands with Tang Yi.

After grasping it, he slowly tightened his grip.

Tang Yi only felt a huge force coming from his hand, he frowned slightly, and looked at Lu Hanchuan with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Lu Zong, you're really enthusiastic."

He squeezed back with equal force.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't notice the secret confrontation between the two men, she only felt that the atmosphere between them was a bit strange.

She couldn't quite put her finger on what was bothering her, so she stood silently by, saying nothing.

Anyway, with three people here, she's the one with the lowest status. She might as well just be an invisible person.

Thinking, she lowered her head and stared blankly at the tip of her shoes.

It wasn't long before she heard someone calling her name again.

She raised her head and looked at Tang Yi, who had called her, "General Manager Tang"

"That's right." Tang Yi smiled as she wiped her hands with a handkerchief, "It's been a long time since I've seen Miss Fu. Miss Fu is even more beautiful than before."

Fu Xiaoyao was blushed by the sudden praise, a little embarrassed, "Where, President Tang, you're too kind."

"I'm not making this up, it's true." Tang Yi winked at her with his left eye.

Lu Hanchuan stepped forward, shielding Fu Xiaoyao behind him. "Mr. Tang, talking to my wife in front of me is a bit too disrespectful, isn't it"

"Mr. Lu, what are you talking about I would never look down on you. I was just praising Miss Fu, you should be proud of that." Tang Yi feigned disapproval while folding the handkerchief she had used and placing it back in her breast pocket.

His actions angered Lu Hanchuan, who also took out a decorated handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped his hands clean.

He was more meticulous than Tang Yi, hardly missing a single finger.

After wiping, he didn't fold the handkerchief neatly and put it back in his pocket like Tang Yi did. Instead, he crumpled it up and just tossed it away, giving the impression that the handkerchief was so dirty it couldn't be used again.

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Lu, what do you mean"

"Don't you know, Tang" Lu Hanchuan raised his eyes coldly. "You think my hands are dirty I think yours are even dirtier!"

"...." Tang Yi's lips twitched, suddenly speechless.

Fu Xiaoyao finally noticed the tension between them, although she didn't know why they were like this. Afraid they would fight, she quickly stepped forward and said: "President Lu, President Tang, aren't you here to discuss cooperation"

"Right, almost forgot the main point." Tang Yi smiled again. "President Lu, how about we talk business first"

Lu Hanchuan ignored him and sat down directly.

Tang Yi didn't care about his attitude, shrugged, and pulled up the chair opposite him.

Fu Xiaoyao looked at Lu Hanchuan, then at Tang Yi, and finally sat beside Lu Hanchuan.

“Although we met last time and signed the contract, some details of the cooperation are still unclear. Here I have compiled some information, General Lu, please take a look first and see if there are any other suggestions.” Tang Yi placed the folder she brought on the table and then pushed it to Lu Hanchuan.

Lu Hanchuan gave him a cold glance, took the file and flipped through it.

After finishing, he pressed his thin lips together.

The details in this document are perfect, covering almost every conceivable issue. There's really nothing else he could suggest.

"Lu Zong, what do you think of these details" Tang Yi took a sip of red wine and smiled at Lu Hanchuan.

It's clearly meant to be a show off.

Lu Hchuan still ignored Tang Yi, turning his gaze to the woman beside him, "Pen!"

Fu Xiaoyao hurriedly opened her briefcase and took out a pen to hand it over.

Lu Hanchuan took it and signed his name on the document, then pushed it back to Tang Yi.

"General Lu is really straightforward," Tang Yi said, looking at Lu Hanchuan's signature and raising an eyebrow.

This meeting was much smoother than he imagined.

"When will the payment for the collaboration be transferred to the joint account" Lu Hanchuan returned the pen to Fu Xiaoyao.

Tang Yi knew he was being asked, and smiled back, "Whenever General Lu calls, that's when I will."

"Then let's do it now." Lu Hanchuan said, and sent a message to Qiao Mu.

Tang Yi's temple slid down a few black lines, "General Lu is too proactive..."

He put down the red wine and had to take out his phone to notify his assistant to transfer money.

Since he had already spoken his mind, there was nothing left for him to do but follow through.

Fu Xiaoyao saw that the two men were still at odds with each other, and she was very puzzled.

She didn't understand, they had no grudges against each other, what were they competing for

Thinking, Fu Xiaoyao bit her lip, "Mr. Tang..."

"Miss Fu," Tang Yi looked at her.

Lu Hanchuan also narrowed his eyes, staring at her face.

Usually, Fu Xiaoyao felt immense pressure when Lu Hanzhan stared at her like this. Now, with these added gazes, she felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

"Mr. Tang, I heard from Mr. Lu that you insisted I come here. Is there anything you need me for" she asked under pressure.

This question is also what Lu Hanzchuan wants to know the most.

He rubbed his thumb lightly, pursed his thin lips and waited for Tang Yi's answer.

Tang Yi let out a low chuckle, his eyes crinkled at the corners, bringing to life the mole beneath them. It was overwhelmingly alluring and captivating.

"Things have been going well. It's just that I haven't seen Miss Fu for a long time, so I wanted to see you."

"Only that" Fu Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.

Tang Yi nodded. "That's right, I originally wanted to contact you personally, but I didn't have your contact information. Well, Miss Fu, how about we exchange phone numbers"

He picked up the phone beside him and shook it.

"This…" Fu Xiaoyao looked at Lu Hanchuan with difficulty, "Or forget it…"

She had not forgotten his warning to keep her distance from other men.

Lu Hanchuan stared at Tang Yi with a very ugly face, "Mr. Tang, you want my wife's phone number, what do you mean"

This man, as expected, has improper thoughts about Fu Xiaoyao.

Not only did she say in front of him that she wanted to meet her, but she also kept her contact information, clearly provoking him and trying to steal his woman.

When was he dead

Thinking about this, Lu Hanchuan clenched his fists.

Tang Yi pretended not to see the anger in his eyes, propping up her head lazily and replying, "It's nothing. I just thought that since Fu Miss and I are friends, it wouldn't be wrong for friends to save each other's contact information, right"

He then brought up the dialing interface, "Miss Fu, what's your number I'll call you."

He came on strong, clearly determined not to let up until he got through on the phone.

Fu Xiaoyao reached under the table in a desperate plea, tugging at Lu Hanchuan's sleeve. "Hanchuan…"yao retracted her hand, her face full of self-deprecation. "I don't really understand. How can Lu Hanzchuan say he loves me while still not letting go of Qi Ya Since he can't let go of Qi Ya, why both...