Chapter 20 Where is she?

Lin Shanshan was stunned for a moment when she received the message, and then realized belatedly that it was inappropriate to send that photo to Shi Yang. She had chosen to study abroad to avoid messages related to Fu Jingchuan, and to give herself time and space. Go and slowly let go of everything related to Fu Jingchuan, but she has been causing trouble to her invisibly.

"Okay." She quickly sent a message back to Shiyang. She didn't say too many words, but as her relationship with Shiyang was so close, she knew that Shiyang was not angry and didn't need her apology. She just needed to communicate. .

Shiyang also quickly gave her a "smile" back, without saying much either, but it was a tacit understanding that they would not mention it again.

Lin Shanshan couldn't help but smile as she stared at Shiyang's smile. She stared at the screen of her mobile phone in trance, and a shadow seemed to fall in front of her eyes.

Lin Shanshan subconsciously looked up and was stunned when she saw Fu Jingchuan standing in front of her.

Fu Jingchuan stood calmly in front of her. His height of about 1.8 meters and his cold aura instantly gave her a great sense of oppression.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment: "You...why are you here?"

Fu Jingchuan didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand to her: "Give it to me."

"Huh?" Lin Shanshan was puzzled, "Give... what can I give you?"

Fu Jingchuan: "Photo."

"The photos you just secretly took." Fu Jingchuan added.

Lin Shanshan: "..."

Fu Jingchuan didn't rush her, he just looked at her calmly and patiently, with his outstretched palm in front of her. He didn't look strong, but the bottomless calm ink in his black eyes still put a lot of psychological pressure on Lin Shanshan. , the hand holding the mobile phone seemed to have its own consciousness. Under Fu Jingchuan's oppressive eyes, Lin Shanshan hesitantly handed over the mobile phone.

When the cold touch of the phone fell on his palm, Fu Jingchuan glanced at her.

"Thank you." He said, his eyes turning to the phone in his hand.

When the deep and pleasant voice sounded, Lin Shanshan's mind came back to her in an instant, and her mobile phone screen still stayed on the WeChat chat interface with Shiyang.

"Hey, wait." She shouted urgently, reaching out to grab the phone, but it was too late. Fu Jingchuan had already seen Shiyang's WeChat reply. She clearly saw Fu Jingchuan's eyes paused on the phone screen, his originally calm handsome face Suddenly it became cold, and the peaceful aura around him suddenly felt a subtle sense of condensation.

"That..." Lin Shanshan reluctantly held her lips, her hand trembling slightly as she reached for the phone in his palm, tentatively holding it, trying to pull it back, but it didn't twitch.

Fu Jingchuan did not scroll forward in the chat history, but just stared at the two lines of words on the screen.

Shiyang: "He is single now and has the right to choose the life he wants. Don't take it too seriously."

"I can help you with your work. But don't tell me about Fu Jingchuan in the future. I actually don't want to know his situation."

There is also a message that Lin Shanshan sent to Shiyang not long ago: "Look at the way Han Yue looks at Fu Jingchuan, I really don't believe they haven't ordered anything before."

Above the text, you can still vaguely see the shadow of the photo.

Fu Jingchuan clicked on the photo, looked at it, and then put it away. He just stared at Shi Yang's two sentences on the screen with a calm face.

Lin Shanshan also noticed the gaze in Fu Jingchuan's black eyes, and was so annoyed that she wanted to give herself a slap. Fu Jingchuan's eyes were so oppressive. She didn't know how she had handed the phone over to him just under the pressure of his eyes. , I completely forgot to exit the chat interface.

Lin Shanshan didn't know whether Fu Jingchuan cared about her indignation or Shiyang's reply. She really couldn't understand Fu Jingchuan.

"Um, are you okay?" Lin Shanshan carefully observed his expression and asked hesitantly, "I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

As he spoke, his hand tremblingly reached for the phone in his palm again. Before his fingertips touched it, Fu Jingchuan had already turned off the phone, and then threw it back to her.

"Where is she?" he said suddenly, his voice calm.

Lin Shanshan: "..."