Fu Shiyan slowly opened his eyes and opened his lips: "Stop the car."
The private car behind them had been following them for two consecutive days. It didn't take a guess to know that it was the person sent by the police to follow them later. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he never deliberately hid.
Fu Shiyan took a bottle of water and walked towards the car that had also stopped beside him.
Wen Yuan sat in the driver's seat and watched blankly as the man approached with steady steps, stood sideways, and knocked on her car window.
Fu Shiyan handed over the water, half-smiling but not smiling: "Why are you following me? Are your injuries healed?"
Wen Yuan's face was very small. She smiled when she saw Fu Shiyan, "I came to Fu's for research and happened to meet him. Can I interview Mr. Fu?"
She is now an investigative researcher, doing due diligence on major groups. The work is very hard, and she doesn't look like a young lady, but she has done it and her ability is pretty good.
Fu Shiyan looked at her, "I have three more meetings later and they won't end until early morning. Can you still stand it?"
Wen Yuan thought she heard wrongly and subconsciously looked at her watch. It was now six o'clock in the evening.
She simply thought Fu Shiyan was crazy. She had followed him for several days and slept no more than six hours.
His journey never stopped. Wen Yuan grabbed the bottle of water and blurted out: "Brother Fu, take care of yourself."
Fu Shiyan smiled, straightened up and walked back.
After that incident at the factory, Wen Yuan became more and more attached to him and became a little careless.
Thinking of the factory, Fu Shiyan thought of Jiang Shu, and when he thought of her, his face turned ugly again.
Wen Yuan stared at the man in front of her with vigilance, squeezing the mineral water in her hand.
She was not allowed to have contact with Fu Shiyan at home, so she tried her best to sneak out. No matter what, she was unwilling to give up on this man.
Just like in the factory, he didn't give up on himself.
Fu Shiyan’s last meeting had its venue temporarily changed.
Some people in Haicheng learned about the factory and decided to give him a clean slate in a famous place of sensuality.
The people who came in and out of this place were either rich or noble. Wen Yuan finally regained her energy and quietly followed Fu Shiyan in.
These are all people who have been stationed in Haicheng for Fu Shiyan for many years. They are enthusiastic and give Fu Shiyan some face, but they only have a taste of it.
Wen Yuan walked through the complicated flow of people to follow Fu Shiyan. She was in a hurry when she was stopped by the waiter: "Madam, I see you have been here for a while, please take your order."
Two hours later, Fu Shiyan passed by after finishing.
Wen Yuan had fallen on the table, her face was red and she was unconscious. The wine glass in front of her was empty. She was mumbling something. When she got closer, she heard clearly: "Brother Fu, wait for me!"
Lao Sun was woken up late at night just to make a bowl of hangover soup.
This eldest lady is really not a good drinker. When she is drunk, she acts like a child, waving her hands around until things make loud noises.
Fu Shiyan sat on one side unmoving in the rain.
Lao Sun glanced over with questioning eyes, and he had no intention of explaining.
The secretary quietly told her the whole story, and Lao Sun did not hide his surprise, "Why didn't I find Mr. Fu so romantic before? The taste is quite unique."
One of them is staying here, but his injuries are not getting better, and he has brought back a younger sister.
Fu Shiyan's eyes were cold and cold, and Lao Sun raised his hands in surrender, "But you have to ask this person to keep his voice down. There are still patients living here."
Fu Shiyan thought of Jiang Shu but had no reaction.
Lao Sun sighed and went back to the room. He didn't see his movements to stop Wen Yuan's flailing wrist.