Zhu Yilan drove Shen Jianian back to Rose Manor, and the two of them had nothing to say on the way.

Zhu Yilan wanted to ask something several times, but after coming into contact with Shen Jianian's face, she swallowed all those words.

When he got off the bus, Shen Jianian whispered thank you, entered the house, took the elevator upstairs, and locked himself in the room without alarming anyone.

Zhou Rongzhen, who was busy in the kitchen, seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, not sure, came out to take a look, and thought it was his auditory hallucination when he didn't see anyone, and was about to go back to the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

Zhou Rongzhen wiped her hands and opened the door, and was stunned for a moment when she saw the person coming: "Secretary Zhu?" ”

"Is Chen always at home?"

"Yes." Zhou Rongzhen took a step back to facilitate her to come in, "I've gone upstairs after dinner." ”

An extremely awkward look flashed on Zhu Yilan's face, the previous incident was always a shadow in her heart, and she no longer dared to break into Fu Jichen's private territory at will.

"I wish the secretary something to find Mr.?" Zhou Rongzhen pondered and asked, "Do you need me to go up and talk to him?" ”

Zhu Yilan showed a faint smile at her: "It's not a particularly important thing, let's talk about it later, I'll bother you." ”

She turned around to leave, and suddenly heard the sound of the elevator door opening, her footsteps stopped subconsciously, and she glanced over there, and the person who came out of the elevator was Fu Jichen.

He wears a casual dress at home, a dark gray flannel shirt with black trousers, and an indoor cloth on his feet.

Zhu Yilan forced his gaze not to stay on that person for too long, so as not to reveal his thoughts that he shouldn't have.

"Mr. Chen." She calmly said hello.

Fu Jichen glanced at her, and quickly turned his gaze away, as if he was looking for someone, and asked her when he didn't find it: "Why are you alone, Shen Jianian?" ”

"Isn't she there?" Zhu Yilan was puzzled, "I'll send her back." ”

"Maybe back to the room." Zhou Rongzhen interjected at the right time, "I vaguely heard a sound of opening the door before Secretary Zhu came in. ”

Zhu Yilan looked at Fu Jichen and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jichen walked to the sofa and sat down, asked Zhou Rongzhen to make a cup of coffee, he served it later, and he had to deal with some work matters at night, and he needed to refresh himself.

Zhou Rongzhen left the living room, Zhu Yilan took a step closer and told him what happened in the store: "I don't know that woman, it looks like she has a holiday with Shen Jiannian, and she deliberately targeted her as soon as she entered the store." ”

Fu Jichen leaned on the back of the sofa, with a cigarette on his lips, and did not light it for a long time.

Who has had a holiday with Shen Jianian? He didn't think much about it, and he had the answer in his heart.

It seems that the lesson given to Yin Shuyao last time was not enough for her to remember for a long time.

Zhu Yilan was silent for a moment, there was nothing more to say, he took out the black card from his bag, bent down and put it on the coffee table in front of him, and said goodbye to him: "Mr. Chen, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first." ”

Fu Jichen raised his hand.

Zhou Rongzhen came to Fu Jichen with the brewed coffee: "Did Jia Nian have dinner?" Do you need to cook some for her? ”

"Cook it."

Fu Jichen turned his head and lit a cigarette, and the pale cyan smoke that rose up obscured his slightly narrowed black eyes. He leaned over and picked up the black card and went to the third floor with his coffee.

Passing by Shen Jianian's room, Fu Jichen stopped and raised his hand to knock on the door, and after waiting for a while and no one responded, he held the doorknob and planned to go in directly.

Who knew that the door was locked, and he couldn't open it outside.

Fu Jichen tightened his eyebrows: "Shen Jianian, open the door." ”

There was no place in the entire Rose Manor that he couldn't enter, and she had grown her skills and turned him away.

"Shen Jianian." Fu Jichen was holding a cigarette in one hand, his patience was draining, and he was still holding a cup of steaming coffee in the other hand, it was inconvenient to make big moves, so he had to threaten with words, "If you don't open the door again, I'll let someone get the key." ”

It was only three seconds after the words landed, Shen Jianian opened the door, he didn't have time to wash his face, there were a few obvious tears on his fair cheeks, and his red eyes glared at him: "Why are you so annoying?!" ”

Fu Jichen was originally concerned about her situation, but when he came to take a look, he was amused by her yin and yang strange words: "Did I provoke you?" ”

Shen Jianian turned his head and walked in, the door was open, he could enter or not, anyway, this was his territory, he could do whatever he wanted, she had no right to interfere.

Fu Jichen entered her room unceremoniously: "I heard that you quarreled with someone?" ”

Shen Jiannian paused with his back to his figure, he knew so quickly?

After thinking about it, Zhu Yilan is his secretary, and he must report everything to him.

On this matter alone, Fu Jichen didn't owe her anything, she really shouldn't be angry with him, but she did something sorry for him.

"I'm sorry, I impulsively swiped more than 3 million of you in the store, and I'll go over and return it tomorrow." Shen Jianian lowered his voice and apologized to him.

Fu Jichen extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and a chuckle overflowed from his lips: "Who are you insulting?" I said that you should pick out the dress, and you can be happy. ”

Shen Jianian had nothing to say, looked back at him, and felt that he was a little inexplicable, how long had they known each other, did he think that there was too much money to spend?

"Come here." Fu Jichen patted the sofa next to her when she looked over.

Shen Jianian hesitated and walked over, but did not sit down.

Fu Jichen had never seen someone as wooden and blind as her, so he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over, Shen Jianian tilted his body and sat on his lap. She subconsciously wanted to stand up, but was hugged tightly by one of his arms across her waist.

"Fu Jichen, you let go of me!"

Shen Jianian's face was embarrassed, with a shy and angry expression, which had a unique style, which made people have a bad taste, and they especially wanted to tease her.

Fu Jichen smiled in his eyes and said jokingly: "Do you say anything else besides this?" ”

"No!" Shen Jianian wriggled his body and struggled, his heart was already irritable, he was teased again and again, and his mood couldn't be worse, "Can you let me down?" ”

"Don't move."

Fu Jichen scolded in a low voice, grabbed her hand and raised it in front of him.

Zhu Yilan said that he saw that her hand was bleeding, and sure enough, the palm of her hand was broken, and the wound was a little deep, and it had not healed yet: "Stupid people will clash with people head-on, and smart people are holding grudges and looking for a chance to return them." ”

Shen Jianian didn't move, thinking of the broken jade bracelet, his eyes were moist and hot. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes rolling and holding back tears.

She didn't want to explain to him, he didn't understand how important the jade bracelet was to her. In that case, she couldn't have thought about keeping her sanity.

Fu Jichen put her on the sofa, went out, took iodophor and cotton swabs to treat her wound, and put a waterproof band-aid on her.

Shen Jianian pursed his lips and let him fiddle with it, the pain in the wound was not worth one ten-thousandth of the heart in his heart.

Fu Jichen threw away the used cotton swabs and band-aid wrapping paper, and when he raised his eyes, it was Shen Jiannian's stubborn eyes with water in his eyes.

is obviously sad and desperate, and refuses to reveal the slightest vulnerability.

She probably didn't know how endearing it was.

Fu Jichen's heart moved slightly, he pressed the back of her head with one hand, pulled the person in front of him, lowered his head and kissed her lips, revealing the domineering and strong he had never had in the previous few times.

Shen Jianian only let out a short low moan, and his lips were sealed, without even a chance to resist.

Upset and taken advantage of, Shen Jianian was angry and disobedient.

Zhou Rongzhen took the boiled noodles to the third floor, and stood at the door of Shen Jiannian's room and was stunned. She had experienced the same embarrassment once, and this time she still didn't know how to react.

She wanted to leave quietly and come back later, but Fu Jichen had already let go of Shen Jianian, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Come in." ”

Zhou Rongzhen retracted the steps he took, hung his head and entered Shen Jiannian's room, and blood seemed to come out of the corners of his husband's lips in the afterglow.

Shen Jianian's face was flushed, like shrimp that had been fried in a frying pan, and she couldn't raise her head in front of her.

Zhou Rongzhen didn't say anything else, put down his things and left.

Fu Jichen calmly picked up the coffee on the coffee table, went to work in the study, and left Shen Jianian alone in the room for dinner.

The temperature on Shen Jianian's face couldn't go down for a long time, and he hastily ate a few chopstick noodles, but he didn't have much appetite.

The phone rang twice, and it was a WeChat prompt tone. She thought it was a message from the work group, but when she opened WeChat, she found that it was sent by Yin Shuyao.

Before she could read the message, her brow furrowed.

Yin Shuyao: "Dear cousin, don't forget that your cello is still with me, don't you want it?" ”

Yin Shuyao: "[Picture]"

Shen Jianian clicked into the chat interface, and his hands trembled with anger just by seeing the small picture, and he couldn't hold the chopsticks.