Fu Siyan's voice was low, with strength and command, and there was no room for beak.

Does she have the right to refuse?

Jiang Wan bit her lower lip and replied in a low voice: "I know." ”

Fu Siyan seemed to be very satisfied with her answer, he patiently waited for Jiang Wan to finish breakfast, and intimately picked up a tissue to wipe off the oil stains on the corners of her mouth.

Jiang Wan was a little unaccustomed to such an intimate gesture and wanted to avoid it, but Fu Siyan held her shoulder.

His strength is controlled just right, it doesn't hurt or itch, but it makes people unable to break free.

Jiang Wan's heart was in turmoil, remembering the picture of last night, she didn't dare to look at Fu Siyan, lowered her head, and tried her best to avoid Fu Siyan's scorching gaze.

Fu Siyan didn't let her go.

He raised his other hand to pick up Jiang Wan's jaw, forcing Jiang Wan to look directly at him.

Fu Siyan lowered his head and approached her, his thin lips were only a few centimeters away from her, and he said, "What are you afraid of?" ”

Jiang Wan's whole body was tense, and her ears were full of Fu Siyan's slightly rapid breathing.

Fu Siyan's thin lips were so close that Jiang Wan could even count his eyelashes, which were long and thick. Every blink of an eye swept across her skin like a feather fan, teasing her fragile and sensitive nerves.

The two breathed together, but Fu Siyan suddenly let go of her.

"I'll send you."

His tone was uplifted, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Wan remembered the scene from the last time she was in the company in her mind, and shook her head: "No need." ”

She didn't want to be the talk of the company again.

Fu Siyan saw her resistance, and he was not reluctant.

Ignoring Jiang Wan's surprised eyes, Fu Siyan casually packed up the finished dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.

His movements were smooth and too natural, Jiang Wan looked at his tall back, and his heart was shocked.

Doesn't Fu Siyan have a habit of cleanliness?

Why do you suddenly have the illusion that the male protagonist is inside and the female protagonist is outside?

Until Jiang Wan entered the company, the picture of Fu Siyan taking the initiative to wash the dishes lingered in his mind.

"Bang!"

Jiang Wan hit a thick human wall, she touched her forehead and looked up at each other.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Wan politely apologized.

The man in front of him was in a suit and leather shoes, with handsome eyebrows, staring at Jiang Wan with a shallow smile in his eyes.

Fu Han?!

Jiang Wan remembered Fu Han's words at the dinner table, and hurriedly bowed his head: "Mr. Fu is good!" ”

When Fu Han saw her, a hint of shrewdness flashed under his gold-rimmed glasses, and he reminded with a smile: "Miss Jiang, be careful when walking." ”

Jiang Wan nodded hurriedly: "Thank you Mr. Fu for your care." ”

She hurried to the elevator with her head down.

Looking at her figure as if she was running away, Fu Han hooked his lips, and a layer of deep meaning floated in his eyes.

As soon as Jiang Wan entered the office area, everyone rushed up.

"Okay, Sister Late, I've been hiding it from everyone for so long!"

"Late sister, you can really hide, when did you get with Fu Dashao? Recruit from the truth! ”

"That's it, let's confess quickly!"

Jiang Wan was dazed by them, and hurriedly explained: "I think everyone seems to have misunderstood, in fact, Fu Dashao and I are just ordinary friends. ”

Yu Bowen, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly stood up.

"Okay, don't ask, Sister Wan said that she and Mr. Fu are just ordinary friends, don't mix blindly."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to drive away the crowd watching the excitement.

The voices around him became much quieter in an instant, and some people wanted to continue to ask, but they were all blocked back by Yu Bowen.

Jiang Wan cast a grateful look at him, and the latter scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Yu Bowen, don't blame me for not reminding you, be careful to make wedding dresses for others, not to mention that some people are clever and like to maneuver between the two brothers!"

A sour female voice came, sneering.

The crowd followed the source of the sound.

Zhao Lina, who was wearing a professional skirt and exquisite makeup, crossed her arms around her chest, raised her chin and glanced at Jiang Wan coldly, her eyes full of disdain.