"Oh," Wen Cha took out the key from his bag, didn't hand it to him, yawned, opened the door himself, turned his head and said "Good night Doctor Fu", and walked into the room.

The sound of the door closing was not light or heavy, evoking Fu Han's acuity, thinking about her strange appearance just now, his already deep eyes were even deeper.

Back in the house, Wen Cha glanced at the bag on the sofa and felt that he was making a big fuss.

There were no secrets in the bag, but the occupational disease made her distrust any man.

Even if that person was Fu Han, she didn't make an exception.

Let's hope he doesn't think about it.

Fu Han walked to the window and dialed the phone, and after a while, a slightly smiling male voice sounded on the other end of the phone, sounding very young, "The national male god who is popular all over the country actually called me, rare guest!" ”

Fu Han ignored his words and said, "There is something for you to investigate."

"Are there any secrets in this world that you can't guess?" There was still some hanging, but there was a little more seriousness in his tone, "Let's hear it." ”

Fu Han's eyes fell on the lights of the thousands of homes downstairs, and he didn't say anything about what happened, and said, "Her name is Bo Cha."

The other end was a little surprised, "This is a little girl's name, you can actually check the little girl, something is abnormal, this person can't be your concubine, right?" ”

Fu Han ignored his words and said, "I will send her basic information to your mailbox in a while."

"Okay," the other end agreed very happily, "The old classmate finally has an interested person, don't say it's her, even if it's the eighteenth generation of her ancestors, I have to find out for you, don't worry." ”

"Thank you."

Fu Han hung up the phone, and the figure of Wen Cha appeared in his mind, and the corners of his mouth were just hooked, and he was interrupted by Liang Zixu's contemptuous eyes through the car window.

Ning Hua, Liang Zixu.

He rubbed his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

Early the next morning, Wen Cha put on makeup and opened the door, and the door of the opposite room also opened.

"Morning," Wen Cha greeted the visitor energetically, completely without the confusion of yesterday.

Fu Han walked up to her and stuffed the thermos bucket in his hand into her hand, "Breakfast." ”

"Thank you, Doctor Fu," Wen Cha's eyes suddenly curved into a beautiful crescent, "Dr. Fu's cooking skills are very good, I like it very much." ”

Fu Han looked at her lightly, and was not moved by her praise.

Wen Cha was a little frustrated and sighed: "There are not many men who can cook now."

"Then you have to learn to cherish it."

Who to cherish? Wen Cha stares at him and cherishes him?

Fu Han didn't say anything, obviously acquiescing.

Wen Cha is absolutely down, saying this kind of words that make people blush and heartbeat, can Dr. Fu still be serious and expressionless, and his face can be thicker?

After getting in the car, Fu Han said lightly: "Tomorrow is Thursday."

Thursday? Wen Cha didn't react, was there anything special about Thursday?

Fu Han: "I'll rest tomorrow."

"Oh, oh," Wen Cha nodded hurriedly and said, "Then I can't rest, Doctor Fu doesn't have to worry about me."

Fu Han didn't want to care about her, but he couldn't even control himself.

Actions are always faster than brain circuits.

"Don't pay attention to Liang Zixu when the time comes, I will come over and bring you food."

"Huh?" Wen Cha was instantly dumbfounded, "You mean you're coming to the office to find me?" ”

Fu Han: "You don't want to?"

Of course Wen Cha was unwilling, she also pointed to him and refused the interview, and hurriedly started work with Liang Zixu, if he went to find her, wouldn't it be a gang?

At that time, the editor-in-chief, Yu Xiaoran and other colleagues are estimated to have to torture her.

"Don't come," Wen Cha shook his head and said earnestly: "You have refused the invitation of the magazine before, if you come to me again, how will I face them?"

Fu Han glared at her coldly, "You can face it how you want to face it." ”

"No, no, no," Wen Cha resolutely refused to agree to his proposal, "I think you should rest at home by yourself, I can just order takeout." ”

Fu Han parked the car under her office building and reached out to clasp her chin, "I'll deliver food and take you home, choose one yourself." ”

"Go home." Wen Cha didn't think about it and said, "You will wait for me here then." ”

Fu Han let go of her chin and patted her head, "Go ahead." ”

Wen Cha hugged the thermos bucket and walked out of the car door angrily, looking at his cold and expressionless face, feeling a little bitter.

If it goes on like this, how will she live in the future?

When Wen Cha's back disappeared completely, Fu Han drove away, and at that time, Liang Zixu's car had already driven over and stopped in front of his car.

"Doctor Fu, it's been a long time." The window fell, revealing an elegant, smiling face.

Fu Han stopped the car and glanced at him, "Mr. Liang." ”

"I didn't expect Dr. Fu to remember me?" Liang Zixu smiled, with some surprise in his tone.

Fu Han didn't like to play Tai Chi with him, so he said lightly: "There is a lot of news about Mr. Liang in the morning newspaper, and I have heard of it."

What news can be published in the morning newspaper, except for the major events of Ninghua Company, is Liang Zixu's personal life.

Ninghua's decision-making accounted for most of it, but Liang Zixu's scandal made people really recognize him.

Thinking of his lace news being circulated around, Liang Zixu's face was a little ugly, and he quickly changed the topic and said, "Why did Doctor Fu get downstairs in Ninghua today, is there something wrong?"

Fu Han's thin lips opened lightly and said, "Send your girlfriend to work."

Liang Zixu was shocked, and Wen Chashu's beautiful face appeared in his mind.

She turned out to be boyfriend and girlfriend with Fu Han? How is this possible?

Fu Han is clean and self-conscious, and his family is rich, how can he fall in love with such a wild girl.

"If Mr. Liang is okay, I will lose the compensation first." Fu Han had no intention of appreciating his surprise, and after giving his opponent a fatal blow, there was still no expression on his face, and he drove away.

Liang Zixu looked at the direction he was going in a daze, feeling that things were gradually out of control.

Wen Cha climbed into the Fu family, not only was it not treated as a plaything in Fu Han's heart, but also made Fu Han admit the identity of her girlfriend.

How exactly did she do it?

Could it be that Fu Han is also a person who only loves colors?

What makes Liang Zixu even more distressed is that if he wants to touch warm tea in the future, I'm afraid it will be impossible.

Thinking like this, a heavy unwillingness rose in his heart.

It's like he and Bai Ru were forcibly separated by Ning Pearl more than twenty years ago.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

When he was with Bai Ru, Ning Pearl was a villain, and now he makes it difficult for him to meet a suitable eye, and there are even people who come to rob him.

Liang Zixu's originally slightly calm heart instantly rippled.

He was already a man who thought highly of himself, and he couldn't swallow this breath when he was cut off by Fu Han like this, and he was even more determined to snatch the warm tea back.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Even if it's Fu Han, you have to follow the rules, don't you?

If he relied on his ability to take Wen Cha away from him, Fu Han would be reluctant, and he wouldn't be able to tear his face for a woman.