The lingering ambiguity of breathing disappeared in an instant.

Fu Tingxiao's figure was stunned, his face suddenly gloomy, and then he reached out violently and clamped his soft chin.

Wen Soft swallowed pain, gently biting her lower lip, trying to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, but the man's hand became harder and harder, as if to crush her mandible.

"I don't know what to do. Fu Tingxiao's dark eyes flashed with a cold light like a blade, and his voice was even deeper and colder, containing anger.

Immediately, the man sneered, threw her the bed, and turned to leave.

Wen Soft's whole body fell backwards, falling on the bed, there was no limit, she breathed a sigh of relief, but Fu Tingxiao's footsteps were getting farther and farther away from her.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "bang" closing the door made Wen Soft's body tremble, her heart was confused and puzzled, wasn't this what he wanted, how could he still be angry?

Wen Ruan couldn't think of a reason, but her head was faintly painful, her slender fingers rubbed her temples, but they couldn't relieve it at all, so she had to reach out and grope in the drawer, picked up a special medicine bottle, and carefully poured out two pieces in her hand.

These days, she always has trouble falling asleep and always has to take some medicine to fall asleep.

Swallowing the pills with water, slightly bitter, gentle and soft have long been used to it, I don't know how long it took, sleepiness finally hit, she lay on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the morning, the sound of the engine outside the window will wake up softly.

She opened her eyes and reached out to reach for her, the other half of the bed was cold, and there was no sign that no one had ever slept.

Didn't come back overnight?

His soft eyes dimmed slightly, and he lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed to wash.

Suddenly—

The door of the room was pushed open, and Wen Rou subconsciously turned his head, a smile hooked up on the corner of his lips, revealing a standard crescent moon, and his voice was glutinous: "Morning." ”

It was Wu's mother's voice that came: "Madam, you are awake." ”

"Hmm. The smile on the corner of her soft lips stiffened, and gradually retracted, pinned the broken hair on her sideburns behind her ears, lowered her head, and the water hit her face, and the cold chill made her completely sober.

"The gentleman is gone. As if seeing the soft loss, Wu's mother whispered, put the things to be changed in the room into the dirty clothes bucket, and when she saw the shirt on the ground, she was a little puzzled: "Madam, why is this shirt you specially asked me to prepare yesterday on the ground." Do you need to put it away when you turn around?"

Hearing this, she made a soft movement and lost her mind for a moment, but she quickly reacted, her voice was faint, and she added after a hum sound: "Put it away." ”

She absentmindedly wiped the water dry with a towel, and she was blind enough to choose what clothes she liked for him.

In the office of President Fu's——

The air is filled with a sultry smell of perfume.

Zhou Anqian held the document in one hand, leaned lightly against the door, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and his eyes stared at the man in front of the desk for a moment.

The man's silhouette was deep, his expression was cold, and he was looking intently at the documents on the table, when she knocked on the door with her hand: "Thunderbolt, the documents you want, I have prepared them." ”

Hearing her voice, Fu Tingxiao paused slightly, looked at her with slightly squinted eyes, and then looked at Yu Changfeng beside him, his face turned cold.

Yu Changfeng is Fu Tingxiao's personal secretary, and he knows how to observe words and emotions best, so he got up immediately: "I'm sorry, Fu Shao, I didn't explain your rules to Miss Zhou." ”

What Fu Tingxiao hates the most is that someone disturbs him at work, and he reports to the next level, and today Zhou Anqian has taken up both.

Zhou Anqian's smile froze, and she quickly adjusted, she walked into the office generously, and said calmly: "Don't blame Secretary Yu, it was my aunt who said yesterday that I would ask you directly if I had a problem, and I misunderstood." I've translated all of these documents, I've revised some of the errors, and I've also marked some items with notes, so you can take a look. ”

Fu Tingxiao's cold gaze swept around her, Zhou Anqian's eyes were full of tenderness, and he was looking at him affectionately, just one glance, he took the document from her hand, and lowered his eyes: "There is no next time." ”

After carefully flipping through a few pages, Fu Tingxiao handed the document to Yu Changfeng: "Let the working group contact the overseas group, and after getting the reply from there, sort it out and hand it to me." ”

"Yes. Yu Changfeng picked up the spare portion on the table and turned around to get busy.

With Yu Changfeng leaving, only Zhou Anqian and Fu Tingxiao were left in the office.

Zhou An smiled shallowly, with a little arrogance in his eyes: "I said that I can do better than anyone else." ”

The sultry smell of perfume hit, she walked behind Fu Tingxiao and leaned over slightly, and whispered softly in his ear: "As long as you give me a chance." ”

Without waiting for Fu Tingxiao to reply, she stood up straight, her thin lips hooked a smile, and shrugged her shoulders slightly: "I'll go to work first, and you can call me at any time if you have something." ”

At the end, there was a slight joking smile in his tone: "On call." ”

As soon as he turned around, as the sound of high heels stepping on the ground faded away, the imperative in Zhou Anqian's eyes was undisguised, no one was more suitable for Fu Tingxiao than her, and Mrs. Fu's position could only be hers.

The door of the office closed, and Fu Tingxiao's eagle-like eyes fell on the documents, which were faintly mixed with the aftertaste of perfume on Zhou Anqian's body, and he was about to pile the documents aside, with a frosty face.

Time flies, it gets late, and the afterglow of the setting sun stains the sky red.

The black business car was parked on the side of the road, Fu Tingxiao leaned lightly on the back seat of the car, his eyes as cold as night narrowed slightly, flipping through the documents in his hand, and there was a cold breath all over his body, so that people hardly dared to disturb him.

"Mr. Fu. Yu Changfeng's voice broke the silence in the car.

Fu Tingxiao raised his head slowly, his eyes fell on him, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Yu Changfeng heard Fu Tingxiao's anger, hesitated for a moment, and after a while, pointed out the window: "Miss Zhou is outside." ”

Looking in the direction he pointed, sure enough, outside the light-protected car window, Zhou Anqian was standing on the side of the road, smiling brightly and movingly.

The window of the back seat slowly lowered, Zhou Anqian's face became clearer, his red lips curved into a good-looking arc, and his voice was soft but more like coquettishness: "My car is broken, I don't know if I have the honor to ride Mr. Fu's hitchhiker?"

Fu Tingchen looked at her with dark eyes, but the words he said were not at all warm, "No." ”

Zhou An's eyes widened, and his smile stiffened slightly: "I'm going to see the baby, and these are what my aunt asked me to buy and give to the baby today." ”

She lifted the things she was holding in her hand a little so that Fu Tingxiao could see it clearly. At the same time, he still has an appropriate smile on his face, and his clear eyes look harmless to humans and animals.

Fu Tingxiao's face was indifferent, and he looked away after a few seconds, and spit out a few words with his thin lips: "Secretary Yu, go get something." ”