Watching the two figures leave one after another, Shen Tingting was full of joy.
The women she was usually close with gathered around her: "Tingting, you're so lucky! I never expected Fu Nancheng would give you his number."
"Yeah, who would have thought Mr. Fu is such a young and talented man. Who's the blind fool spreading rumors that he's old and ugly?"
"Tingting, Tingting, do you think Mr. Fu has feelings for you? Otherwise, why would he give you his number right in front of Qiao Mo?"
...
Compliments surrounded Shen Tingting for a moment.
Mixed with envy and a strong sense of jealousy.
Although many people understood, believing that Fu Nancheng was just sulking with Qiao Mo!
But who could guarantee that the one standing next to Fu Nancheng in the future wouldn't be Shen Tingting.
"Tingting, quickly open and take a look..."
"Yeah, don't keep it hidden. If you really become Young Madam Fu in the future, don't forget about us sisters."
