Chapter 8: She'll Be Back
Shen Jianian raised his eyes, the movements in his hands paused, his eyelashes trembled, and his expression could not hide his surprise: "It's you?" β
The man she met in the elevator.
At this moment, he took off a noble haute couture suit, wearing a smoky gray V-neck cardigan, the material is skin-friendly, supporting the thin shoulder blades, the slightly open neckline and two curved collarbones are looming, and the casual black trousers wrap two straight and slender legs.
His face was as clear and cold as he first saw it, like a god descending to earth.
Shen Jiannian's heart beat suddenly, and in the elevator, her apology to him was not friendly, which made her feel a little remorseful in retrospect.
Fu Jichen looked at her changing expression with interest, guessing that she must be brewing some heartfelt words of gratitude. After all, it was he who saved her from the sea of suffering.
Sure enough, Shen Jianian sat upright with his palms on the bed and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you for saving me." β
Fu Jichen seemed to be dissatisfied: "That's it? β
The upward tone was clearly wrapped in a hint of mockery, and the scene when Shen Jiannian was instantly pulled back into the elevator, so did he, the superior stared at the posture of a little person, and said to her: This young lady, this attitude is the one to apologize to others?
A similar scene was staged again, but Shen Jiannian did not show a trace of resentment, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, bowed to him, and thanked him with the greatest sincerity: "Thank you very much for your rescue, if there is a chance, I am willing to repay you for saving your life in any way." β
The attitude is quite sincere.
Fu Jichen leaned lazily on the sofa, tapped the armrests with his fingers, savored her words, and then picked out the key points: "Any way?" β
Shen Jianian replied softly: "Well, any way." β
She waited silently for the man to make a request, and a few seconds passed, and there was no more.
Fu Jichen changed the subject: "I don't know what your name is." β
"Shen Jianian." Shen Jianian's tone of answering the question was very gentle and polite, and he said word by word, "The one who commends the one, the one who misses it." β
She didn't ask him what his name was, and she could see that he was a noble person, and such people were generally not happy to be mentioned by others.
Shen Jianian stood in front of him, two steps away from him, and although she tried her best to hide it, the movement of her fingers pinching the hem of her clothes betrayed the truest emotion in her heartβcramped and uneasy.
She was dressed in his clothes, bare-legged, and in his home, all of which made her feel uncomfortable, and she didn't have much confidence to talk to him.
The pure black shirt makes her complexion as white as porcelain, and the contrast between black and white is stark, which stimulates people's eyes. The hem of the clothes covered the thighs, and when he bent over and got up, the ups and downs of his chest flashed away, stirring people's nerves.
This young woman, every move and her eyes reveal unconscious temptation.
In the silence, Shen Jianian's uneasiness climbed to a peak little by little.
Perhaps Heaven heard her heart and sent someone to rescue her.
"Sir, Mr. Lu is here."
The maid knocked on the door and came in to report.
Fu Jichen didn't plan to stay in the guest bedroom for a long time, so he immediately stood up and said politely to Shen Jianian: "Have a good rest." β
"Sir......" Shen Jianian spoke out in a hurry, and he hadn't organized his language yet.
Fu Jichen stopped, his eyes fell back on her, waiting for her to finish speaking.
Shen Jianian did some psychological construction, and when he spoke again, his voice returned to his previous gentleness and indifference, and he was a little less restrained: "I'm fine, so I won't bother here." β
Fu Jichen's eyebrows condensed slightly, as if he was puzzled by her decision to leave in a hurry. There was a lot of commotion that night, and the person looking for her was by no means a good one, couldn't she have imagined what would happen if she got out of his territory?
"Have you thought about it?" Fu Jichen asked.
"Thank you for taking in these days." Shen Jianian lowered his gaze, his back straightened, and he did not change his mind.
She was already awake and in good health, so it was not like that to be disturbed by someone else's house.
Fu Jichen's voice was cold: "It's up to you." β
After dropping two words, he stopped looking at her and went downstairs with one hand in his pocket.
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Zhou Rongzhen carried a few paper bags into the guest bedroom, rested at the end of the bed, and looked at Shen Jianian with a respectful and friendly attitude: "This is what Mr. ordered someone to buy urgently, and I don't know if it fits or not, you try it first, and I'll find another way if it's not suitable." β
"I'm sorry for your trouble."
Shen Jianian said that he was leaving, but he couldn't go out because of the unsightly outfit on his body, and he had to trouble the gentleman to buy clothes to go out.
Let's find a way to repay him later.
Shen Jianian sighed lightly, picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom to change them, from the inside to the outside, he was fully prepared, and even bought a thick cashmere scarf.
I don't know if the gentleman was thoughtful, or if the servant was in a good position.
Shen Jianian came out after changing his clothes, Zhou Rongzhen was tidying up the bedding, and glanced at it casually, and was really amazed.
The girl in her best years was slender and wore a pure white thick knitted sweater, and the oatmeal-colored tweed coat was slightly loose on the body, which was also appropriate, and she wore a lazy and casual taste. A black-and-white checkered scarf holds a palm-sized face, with black hair and shawls, and bright pupils.
It's just that the face is too pale, and the blood color has not been replenished at the beginning of the serious illness.
Zhou Rongzhen couldn't help but feel pity and kept her for her husband: "Don't you stay a few more days?" Your body has not yet recovered, and it has cooled down recently, and it is easy to recur when you go out to blow cold wind. β
"Nope." Shen Jianian shook his head and politely refused, "It's been bothering me for a few days." β
Going downstairs and passing through the living room, Fu Jichen, who was talking to Lu Yanzhi, just raised his head and looked at the person who went down to the last staircase.
As he was talking, Fu Jichen suddenly fell silent, Lu Yanzhi felt strange, followed his line of sight and turned around, saw Shen Jianian, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Hey, people are still with you." β
Shen Jianian walked to the sofa where the two of them were step by step, said a short goodbye, turned around and went out.
Fu Jichen didn't say a word the whole time, watching the man leave with cold eyes until the figure disappeared behind the closed door.
With her weak body, she didn't say that if she went somewhere else, she would faint when she walked to the gate. Fu Jichen called Qu Mo and asked him to drive Shen Jiannian to where she wanted to go.
Lu Yanzhi listened to his calm command and was secretly surprised.
Qu Mo is Fu Jichen's exclusive driver, after special training, he is extraordinary, one can fight a group, he is the driver and the personal bodyguard.
Lu Yanzhi touched his chin, the stubble that came out at the beginning pierced his palm, and he smiled not very seriously: "It's rare to see a person who doesn't give you Fu a big face, but he didn't look back when he left, and you still care so much about others." β
As early as the first time I met in the elevator, the girl's attitude towards Fu Jichen can be seen.
Fu Jichen picked up the freshly brewed tea, the tea soup was clear, the heat was curling, he blew a small piece of tea floating on the tea water, and said unhurriedly: "She will come back." β
Lu Yanzhi was interested: "Bet one?" β
In the past, Fu Jichen didn't bother to pay attention to him, maybe he was bored, and he agreed: "If I win, you will do it for me for a month unconditionally." β
His eyes were determined, but Lu Yanzhi, who proposed the gambling game, couldn't make up his mind, and after thinking about it later, Fu Da was used to playing with people's hearts, maybe he deliberately put on this posture of winning steadily, in order to make him retreat.
Lu Yanzhi: "What if you lost?" β
"Impossible."
Fu Jichen calmly took his mobile phone to call Qu Mo, and explained some things to him in front of Lu Yanzhi.
Lu Yanzhi said: "Don't use tricks in secret. β
"You don't hear all my words, what kind of trick is this?" Fu Jichen took a sip of tea and used the agitation method, "You can't afford to lose." β
"Whoever can't afford to lose, bet on it." Lu Yanyi made the final decision, "If you lose, you will use the shares in your hand to pay, I love money, and I can't look down on anything else." β