Chapter 89 Little Poor Guy

He asked her if she had any money.

Su Ci shook her head honestly, "No."

puff~

Haha.

Everyone burst out laughing and started laughing at her.

Fu Nancheng also slowly raised his thin lips and said three words, "Little poor guy."

What?

Poor little guy?

Su Ci was speechless. She didn't raise the [-] million sign at all. She just didn't have the money.

Okay, he is rich and everything he says is right, but she is just a poor little brat.

At this time, Fu Nancheng said again, "You still want to dance with me even if you don't have money. I think you are going crazy because you want to dance with me?"

Su Ci, "..."

At this time, the laughter slowly died down, because everyone noticed something strange. Fu Nancheng lowered his eyes and smiled when talking to the girl, and he was actually a little doting on her.

Mr. Li had been standing beside Fu Nancheng. In fact, he had recognized it a long time ago. Wasn't Su Ci the girl who was dancing on the dance floor of the bar that day?

Needless to say, it was Mr. Fu who brought people to Fu's dinner party today.

Mr. Li is a monkey spirit. He immediately laughed and said, "Haha, Mr. Fu, this little girl wants to dance with you even though she has no money. This shows how much she admires you and likes you. Otherwise, please give me a chance." ?”

Fu Nancheng raised his eyebrows and reluctantly said, "Well, since you have no money, I will pay the [-] million for you."

Secretary Song understood and quickly issued the check, "Please take a look, this is a check for [-] million."

Everyone was stunned and couldn't laugh anymore.

Su Ci asked for [-] million but had no money. As a result, Fu Nancheng paid for her.

So in this first dance, did Su Ci spend [-] million to dance with Fu Nancheng, or did Fu Nancheng spend [-] million to dance with Su Ci?

Secretary Song deliberately brought the [-] million check in front of Su Wan'er's family, gave them a good look, and then dropped the check into the charity box.

Su Wan'er, "..."

Now the whole place was silent. Fu Nancheng, who was in the middle of the crowd, looked at the girl in front of him, slowly raised his resolute chin, and said rather arrogantly, "Hey, little poor guy, why are you still standing there? You can invite me now." I danced."

He actually let her ask him to dance!

Yu Jie, as slender as a cicada's wings, trembled in panic. Su Ci didn't expect that he really wanted to dance with her, and even asked her to invite him to dance.

Others invite women to dance, but they do the opposite.

Now in full view of everyone, she couldn't run away. Her green-white fingers tugged at the hem of her skirt. Su Ci clumsily imitated the manner of a gentleman, putting one hand behind her back and reaching out to him with the other, "Mr. Fu, I can Can I ask you to dance?"

"can."

Fu Nancheng handed her his big, knuckled hand.

Su Ci held his big hand.

Fu Nancheng's first dance tonight did not belong to any famous lady, but to a clown girl from the country. Everyone was shocked and speechless.

At this time, melodious music sounded, and Fu Nancheng stretched out one of his strong arms, clasped her slender waist, and pulled her in front of him.

Su Ci softened her body in cooperation, followed his strength, and leaned into his arms, while her other little hand climbed onto his handsome shoulder.

The lights dimmed, and Fu Nancheng hugged her and started dancing.

Everything that happened today was too sudden. Su Ci thought for a moment and then explained, "Mr. Fu, that [-] million sign was really not raised by me."

"Do you think I will believe it? Everyone is witnessing it tonight. You, a little clown from the country, spent a hundred million to boldly pursue love, beating all the other ladies in Yecheng to dance with President Fu. Su Ci, I I knew you liked me, but I didn’t expect you to like me so much.”