"For the sake of you being my stepmother, I'll give you a day." Qin Anan said coldly and walked out of the cafe.

Ballroom.

After Fu Shiting and Wei Zhen had a few glasses of wine, their faces showed varying degrees of drunkenness.

"Mr. Wei, I heard that Professor Hu accepted a closed disciple before his death." Fu Shiting poured wine for Wei Zhen and asked the question as if nothing had happened.

Wei Zhen looked at Fu Shiting with a scarlet face: "Mr. Fu, who did you listen to?"

Fu Shiting raised his glass and touched his: "Mr. Wei, just tell me, yes or no."

Wei Zhen took a sip of his wine and asked, "Sorry, I can't reveal any personal information of Professor Hu."

"Professor Hu has passed away. Besides, this is not a scandal that cannot be seen."

"What if that person doesn't want to be known?" Wei Zhen said.

A gleam of stars rose in Fu Shiting's eyes: "So, Professor Hu does have a disciple."

Doesn't the 'that person' Wei Zhen said refer to the mysterious closed disciple?

Wei Zhen raised his glass again and took a sip.

"Mr. Wei, that closed disciple of Professor Hu is you, right?" Fu Shiting stated his guess.

The wine in Wei Zhen's mouth spit out directly.

Fu Shiting handed him the tissue box.

"Thank you." Wei Zhen wiped his mouth with a tissue and explained with a blushing face, "Mr. Fu, I'm just Professor Hu's assistant. Although I also study medicine, I'm not worthy of being Professor Hu's student. This is also Professor Hu's student. The reason for making me an assistant."

"Really?" Fu Shiting looked into his eyes to tell the truth from what he said.

"Of course! By the way, haven't you found Shen Yu?" Wei Zhen changed the subject, "She's very powerful."

"She is really amazing, but I want to have more options," Fu Shiting said solemnly, "I heard that Professor Hu's close disciple is a middle-aged man. I sent a lot of people to find this person, but it's been two months. There is no clue at all."

This is the reason why Fu Shiting went to Wei Zhen for a drink tonight.

"Mr. Fu, it turns out that in your eyes, I'm already a middle-aged man." Wei Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sorry, I really don't have a clue."

Wei Zhen drank and was a little impulsive: "Your information is wrong. Even if Professor Hu has a disciple, he is not a middle-aged man."

"Oh, is the other party a woman?"

Wei Zhen pursed his lips and did not answer, it was a default.

Fu Shiting continued to ask: "Mr. Wei, can you reveal a little more information? You make a price, and I'm willing to pay any amount."

Wei Zhen was forced too tightly, there was really no way, he could only fall on the table and pretend to be drunk.

Qin Anan entered the banquet hall and saw Wei Zhen lying on the table, a burst of anger rose!

Fu Shiting, this bastard!

How could she get drunk on the friend she invited?

She strode closer to Fu Shiting.

Fu Shiting felt her familiar figure and looked at her suddenly.

"Fu Shiting, what do you mean?!" Qin Anan glared at him.

There was a blush on his handsome face.

In those eagle eyes, innocent emotions flashed by!

He picked up the wine bottle on the table and checked it for her.

He and Wei Zhen drank half a bottle of wine together.

Fu Shiting reasonably suspected that Wei Zhen was pretending to be drunk.

"Brother Wei is not good at drinking!" Qin Anan put the bottle on the table, frowned, and wanted to help Weizhen.

When Fu Shiting saw that her hand was about to touch Wei Zhen, Ying's brows were furrowed, and she waved her long arm, pulling her hard.

She was defenseless!

Just like that, she was dragged into his strong and broad arms!

"Qin An'an, I..." Fu Shiting's Adam's apple rolled, his hot eyes looked at her familiar little face, and his voice was hoarse, "I seem to be drunk." JrNovels.com