encountered a traffic jam on the road, and Shen Jiannian arrived at the airport nearly 20 minutes late.

She hurried to the exit of the T3 terminal, looked for it in the crowd of people, waited for a few minutes and didn't see Fu Jichen's figure, and had no choice but to send him a message and ask where the others were.

The flight was not delayed and would normally have arrived twenty minutes before. Xu Fu Jichen didn't see her after he came out, so he left early.

After a while, Fu Jichen replied with three words: "Parking lot." ”

Shen Jianian pressed the tote bag on his side with one hand, hurriedly walked back against the flow of people, and found the location of the parking lot, a familiar car flashed with double flashes.

She trotted over breathlessly, and the window in the back row was lowered, revealing a man's angular face, which looked cold and arrogant when he didn't make any expressions.

Fu Jichen's eyes were half-closed, he didn't look at her, and stared at the warm white jade handle in the palm of his hand: "It's really interesting, come to pick up the plane, I have to wait for you for half an hour." ”

It's not half an hour, is it? Shen Jianian subconsciously replied in his heart.

But it doesn't matter, Shen Jianian explained to himself: "There was a traffic jam on the road, and the driver took me around for a while, so I came late, I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time." ”

Fu Jichen glanced lazily sideways, glanced at her lightly, and lifted his thin lips slightly: "Get in the car." ”

Shen Jianian exhaled, walked around to the other side, pulled the car door and sat next to him.

Song Fang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, formally met Shen Jianian for the first time, and out of curiosity about her, he looked at her a few more times from the rearview mirror.

This is the special assistant of Mr. Chen's new recruitment?

looks very beautiful, the kind of beauty that makes people unforgettable at first sight, but people are a little dull.

The window of the car slowly rose up, blocking the cold air outside, Qu Mo started the car and drove out of the parking lot, and the light lit up, shining on Fu Jichen's lazy face.

He moved his body, adjusted a comfortable position, was sleepy, couldn't sleep in the car, was a little irritable, took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his pocket, raised his hand and threw it into Shen Jianian's arms.

Shen Jianian held two things with a confused face, and said in a serious tone for a while: "I don't smoke." ”

Fu Jichen didn't expect her to be stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but smile: "It's not so lacking in heart and eyes." He coughed lowly and gave her a clear gesture, "Give me something." ”

Shen Jianian understood, the temperature of his cheeks suddenly rose, and he was very embarrassed, so he covered his face by bowing his head, opened the cigarette case, took out one and handed it to the man next to him.

Fu Jichen was silent and did not reach out to take it.

Shen Jianian raised his eyes to look at his face, after a long flight of more than ten hours, his complexion was as clear as before, at most, there were a few strands of hair on his forehead, and his face was a little tired.

Fu Jichen met her gaze and smiled meaningfully: "Haven't you lit a cigarette for anyone?" ”

"Nope." Shen Jianian replied honestly.

Fu Jichen was impressed by her, his eyes fixed on her, grabbed her wrist with one hand, pulled him forward, lowered his head with her hand and held the cigarette on her fingertips, and his voice was soft and vague: "Will it be now?" ”

Doesn't this man have long hands? Shen Jianian was dissatisfied in his heart and slandered.

Fu Jichen looked at her for a long time, the burning and straightforward eyes made her scalp numb, she shook her hand and slid open the metal cover of the lighter, a cluster of light blue flames flickered up, and leaned in to light a cigarette for him.

Fu Jichen squinted and took a breath, the spark went out, he let go of her hand, and the smoke spread out on his lips.

Shen Jianian sat back and returned the cigarette case and lighter to him, but he didn't answer, just gave her a look. She hadn't worked with him for a long time, and she didn't know his habits at all, so she naturally couldn't understand what his eyes meant.

After thinking about it, Shen Jianian withdrew his hand and put the cigarette case and lighter into his bag, feeling very aggrieved, he couldn't say a few more words, it was all up to others to guess the fun?

Shen Jianian turned his head to look out the window angrily, and suddenly remembered Zhu Yilan.

Is this how Zhu Yilan usually serves him? If so, she began to feel a little sympathetic to Zhu Yilan, meeting a boss who was so difficult to serve.

A piece of cigarette ash was stored at the front of the cigarette, Fu Jichen took the cigarette from his lips and spit out a puff of smoke ring: "Ashtray." ”

Hearing the man's slightly hoarse voice sounding beside him, Shen Jianian turned his head and looked around but couldn't find it. In the past, her father and friends around her didn't smoke, and she never put such things in the car, and she was a little confused for a while.

Fu Jichen looked at her in a hurry, felt funny, and laughed: "In the armrest box." ”

Shen Jiannian's eyes drooped, and he took out the ashtray from the groove of the armrest box. The black matte texture, the style of a thermos cup, and the lid, no wonder she couldn't find it, from the appearance it was a cup with an inner tank.

Fu Jichen held the cigarette between his slender fingers, leaned on the ashtray, tapped the cigarette butt twice with his index finger, and a piece of ash fell into it.

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

Looking at her expression, it seemed that there were a bunch of words hidden in her stomach, and he was afraid that she would be suffocated, so it was better to say it.

The car was quiet, Shen Jianian lifted his eyelids and said, "I wish the secretary to serve you like this?" ”

Fu Jichen glanced at her suspiciously, a little puzzled: "What does this have to do with Zhu Yilan?" ”

Shen Jianian felt that he shouldn't mention this to him superfluously, and didn't want to continue the discussion, so he said lightly: "It's just curious, it's nothing." ”

Fu Jichen looked at her for a while, thought about the cause and effect, and came to a conclusion: "Do you think I usually take Zhu Yilan out to socialize and let her do this?" He groaned for two seconds, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Are you jealous?" ”

Shen Jianian looked surprised and blurted out: "Sick." ”

Will she be jealous because of this? She obviously can't get used to his lofty posture, and she is upset for herself and others, how does he understand?

Song Fang, who was sitting in the front, was shocked when he heard Shen Jianian say the sentence "sick".

He had never seen Fu Jichen and this new assistant get along in private, where did he think that it would be this kind of painting style. Is this really an assistant? He sees the interaction between the two as more like a couple.

Glancing at Qu Mo again, his expression was as usual, as if he was not surprised. However, this person usually doesn't have many expressions.

*

When the car drove into the Rose Manor, the sun was low, and the night took over, and the European-style street lamps along the road were lit up one after another, stretching long lines crisscrossing the manor.

Zhou Rongzhen, who heard the sound, came to open the door.

Fu Jichen and Shen Jianian entered the house with their front and back feet, and a maid walked up quickly, took the coat handed over by Fu Jichen, and hung it on the hanger.

"Dinner is ready." Zhou Rongzhen smiled, looked at Fu Jichen and said, "Mr. wants to rest for a while before eating, or start eating now." ”

Fu Jichen turned around and glanced at Shen Jianian, raised his chin, and said to her, "I'll go upstairs and take a bath, you eat first." As he spoke, the man stepped into the elevator.

Zhou Rongzhen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and went to the kitchen to bring the dishes to the table.

Shen Jianian still had a little work left to finish, and he didn't want to delay for too long, so he sat down directly at the dining table, took the computer out of his bag, and put it in a spare place to start working.

"Still busy?" Zhou Rongzhen brought a dish of chicken soup and asked with a smile.

Shen Jianian raised his head and pursed his lips at her and smiled: "It'll be done soon." ”

Fu Jichen took ten minutes to take a quick shower, went downstairs with half-wet hair, raised his eyes and saw Shen Jiannian busy with his head, walked behind her, and his eyes fell on the computer screen: "Busy like this?" ”

Shen Jiannian concentrated his thoughts, didn't notice when he approached, shrugged his shoulders in fright, and ignored him.

Zhou Rongzhen came over and added a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and said, "Sir, someone from the Qin family came to visit this afternoon and sent an invitation card. ”

"Which Qin family?" Fu Jichen pulled out a chair and sat down opposite, serving a bowl of soup first.

"I don't know about this, I'll show it to you."

Zhou Rongzhen went to the living room and picked up a red invitation card from the coffee table, with the word "Xi" carved on it, and a gilded rose pattern on the edge, which should be a wedding card.

Fu Jichen took a sip of soup, picked up the wedding card with his fingers, glanced at the text in it casually, raised his eyebrows slightly, and handed it to the opposite side: "Put the work aside first, and then get it after eating." You take the wedding card, and I'll accompany you if you want to go. ”

Shen Jianian raised a face full of confusion from behind the computer, what did she want to go, she was full of food, and went to the wedding of someone she didn't know at all.

Fu Jichen didn't explain, and slowly finished drinking a small half bowl of soup.

With a hint of doubt, Shen Jianian opened the wedding card, and the black font was clearly printed: The groom Qin Fan and the bride Yin Shuyao held a wedding ceremony on November 24 to prepare for the wedding banquet.