When he woke up, Shen Chu felt that his head was a little heavy.

She touched her phone, looked at the time, and found that it was already nine forty-seven.

Have you slept for so long?

Shen Chu frowned, sat up from the bed, and opened the curtains.

The weather is not very good today. At this hour, the sky is still a bit gloomy.

After Shen Chu washed up, he went to the kitchen and took out Fu Yan's warm breakfast.

The WeChat post she posted on a whim last night had more than 20 likes and 78 comments after one night.

Shen Chu glanced at the comments and saw that someone asked the same question below as she asked Fu Yan: "Why 521 candies instead of 520 candies?"

Thinking of Fu Yan's answer last night, Shen Chu couldn't help but smile.

Of course, she would not comment on this answer shamelessly.

After withdrawing from the circle of friends, Shen Chu planned to go to the study to read some books.

At around eleven o'clock, Chen Xiao called and asked her to go out for dinner. Shen Chu glanced out the window and realized that it was raining. He didn't want to go out, so he refused directly.

She had pasta for lunch, which Shen Chu found in the kitchen cabinet.

At noon, Fu Wenpei called her to report the latest progress of the project. It was already after two o'clock and almost three o'clock after answering the call.

Shen Chu rubbed her temples. She had felt dizzy and uncomfortable since she got up in the morning.

The two of them had a bit of a fuss last night and went to bed late, probably because they didn't sleep well.

After thinking about it, Shen Chu planned to take a nap.

I just didn't expect that I would take a nap until after six o'clock in the evening.

Fu Yan has a dinner party tonight, and Shen Chu hasn't responded to his messages since after three o'clock.

Since Shen Chu's accident last time, Fu Yan has already had a psychological shadow.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, he came out from the meeting and made two calls to Shen Chu.

I could get through the phone, but no one answered.

Fu Yan frowned. Seeing this, Yang Tongguang behind him did not dare to remind him about the dinner tonight.

Fu Yan did not dial Shen Chu's number again, but looked back at Yang Tongguang behind him: "You and Manager Zhao are going to the dinner tonight."

Yang Tongguang didn't dare to say anything, so he nodded: "Okay, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yan glanced at him, turned around and went directly back to the office, took the car keys and hurried to the apartment.

Fu Yan rushed back during the rush hour, and the car arrived downstairs at the apartment in less than twenty minutes.

However, there were many cars entering the parking lot at this time, so he waited downstairs for a few minutes before driving the car into the underground parking lot and parking it.

Fortunately, at this time, no one came back, so he was the only one on the elevator, which went directly to the seventeenth floor.

When I opened the door, it was very quiet inside the apartment.

Fu Yan's heart felt inexplicably empty. He glanced around and entered the study first. He didn't see Shen Chu, turned around and went out to the master bedroom.

Fu Yan was relieved when he saw Shen Chu on the bed.

The curtains in the room were tightened. The weather today was not very good. It was already very dark outside at this point, and the light in the room was very dim.

Shen Chu was lying on the dark quilt, her hand pressed on the black silk quilt. Fu Yan walked over and put her hand back inside the quilt.

There was a big fuss last night, Shen Chu must be tired today.

After confirming that he was at home well, Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat by the bed, looking at Shen Chu sleeping on the bed with peach blossom eyes, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness.
Chapter completed!