Lose Control

Chapter 12 Hope you like it

　　"Mr. Fu?"

　　Sandy Su didn't know his name, so she could only call him that.

　　Vincent Fu opened the door and got off the car, and his white knuckles looked attractive under the sunlight.

　　He walked toward her elegantly.

　　"Why are you here?"

　　Asked sandy Su subconsciously.

　　Against the light, Vincent Fu raised his thin lips and smiled attractively which made Sandy Su could not take her eyes off. "Don't you remember I am a driver? Of course, I'm here to take a ride for Mr. Fu. How about you? "

　　In fact, Vincent Fu came to the headquarters to get some files and ready to go home.

　　When sandy Su was asked why she was here, she was obviously depressed. She pointed to the luxury car parked on the side of the road and asked, "Since you've finished your job, do you have time to take me for a ride?"

　　Vincent Fu was surprised. Wasn't this woman hiding from him all the time?

　　What's wrong with her today?

　　Was there something that made her upset again?

　　He hesitated to make way and made a gesture of "please".

　　Sandy Su was so depressed that she didn't have time to think too much and went straight into the car.

　　The car was speeding up.

　　Vincent Fu could feel how depressed Sandy Su was.

　　The route he chose was the winding road. Driving all the way forward, the wind in the mountain was slightly refreshing and cool, mixed with the color of sunset, which made the whole road quite beautiful.

　　Sandy Su slightly narrowed her eyes. Things happened in Steven not long before and the deadline for moving out with Tommy was all messed up in her mind. Her courage while arguing with Susan Liu in Steven had already gone.

　　Thinking of it, she began to cry bitterly.

　　And she couldn't stop crying, meanwhile, she was complaining, "It's okay to want me to get out of Steven, why do you insult me like this? Is there no evidence to prove that I haven't plagiarized that you can come to such a decision? Fine, I did copy, I am rubbish!"

　　After that, Sandy Su's tears and snot were mixed together, looking very embarrassed.

　　Vincent Fu was in a trance. He thought it was the day three years ago when she cried and complained about her painful experience.

　　He stopped the car. Although Sandy Su was telling her sad story, looking at her in such a mess, Vincent Fu found it a little funny.

　　After Maybach stopped, Vincent took out a handkerchief and handed it to Sandy Su.

　　She took the handkerchief and wiped her tears and snot in a rush. Only then did she have noticed the brand name on it. It was a handmade limited handkerchief, worth about 20,000 yuan.

　　She threw the handkerchief to Vincent Fu in a panic and glaring at him, "Don't think that I will pay the washing fee."

　　The cleaning fee was not cheap.

　　Vincent Fu had a slight mysophobia. He shrank back slightly and looked at the handkerchief on his shirt as if it was a nuclear weapon. "If you take it back now, I will give it to you. If you continue to throw it on me, I will ask you for the cleaning fee."

　　Sandy Su did not say anything and quickly took back the handkerchief.

　　The handkerchief could be sold for about 10,000 yuan at least.

　　"When you are done crying, I will take you for a ride. Otherwise, I will always listen to your cry which was very annoyed."

　　Vincent Fu's cool face became even more handsome.

　　Sandy Su sniffed, as if she could only vent her unhappiness in front of such a person.

　　She looked at the limited handkerchief in her hand. Since it was already dirty, it might as well be dirtier.

　　As a result, the sound of crying and sniff came again, "I am 25 years old, and I have to live the days of being driven out by my roommates because of my delayed rent. I am afraid that tomorrow I will sleep on the street. The balance in my bank account is less than 1000, and my work has just been screwed up by myself."

　　And on this day, there was Tommy needed to be taken care of.

　　Vincent Fu no longer wanted to laugh at her but felt a slight hurt in his heart.

　　It seemed that even after three years, she was still unlucky, even more, the divine God tried all the time to take away the things that once belonged to her.

　　Sandy Su trembled slightly. She wanted to hold back, but she could not.

　　Sometimes, the more she wanted to endure, the more unbearable it was.

　　Vincent Fu couldn't help but put his hand on her shoulder and stroked it slowly, hoping that she could slowly calm down.

　　Sandy Su wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his handkerchief, but the tears were dripping too fast. When they were about to flow to her mouth, she felt a pair of rough fingers drying her tears.

　　She looked down and saw Vincent's dedicated face as if he was collecting diamonds.

　　Sandy Su suddenly heard her heartbeat, which was hard to describe.

　　Vincent Fu looked up, his dark eyes like obsidian, with a light that was extremely attractive, and said, "I think you need something now."

　　He smiled mysteriously and kept away from her.

　　The car ran and stopped in front of a villa 15 minutes later.

　　Sandy Su felt that this place was too beautiful, especially when the sunset fell.

　　"You can go to the yard and play with the swing for a while, I'm going to take something good for you."

　　When Vincent Fu turned around, Sandy Su grabbed his arm. "This is someone else's villa, right? We broke in without permission! We have to leave before we got into trouble!"

　　In fact, if someone broke into here without authorization, he would be blocked from the mountain crossing at first.

　　Vincent Fu pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, this is my boss's villa. And there is plenty of this kind of house somewhere else. This villa is always available."

　　Hearing Vincent's words, Sandy Su finally felt relieved. She could enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of her.

　　Sandy Su walked to the courtyard, and found the swing was gently shaking in the breeze.

　　She sat down, tiptoed on the ground, and kicked hard. Her whole body swayed gently. The feeling of the breeze blowing on her face was too wonderful.

　　Especially when she opened her eyes, there was a red glow beside the mountain. The bright red color was particularly dazzling but also not very awkward.

　　Behind her came a low male voice. Vincent Fu was holding a red wine bottle while smiling charmingly, "I hope you will like it."