You have to choose even if you don’t have a choice.
There is no business without treachery...
Wen Yuan smiled helplessly: "Okay."
In fact, how could you not see that Fu Shiyan was probably moved by her tonight, and it seemed that he was taking advantage of the situation, or rather, he was rescuing her.
After a moment of silence, her confused eyes fell on the dark color of his clothes, and she blurted out: "Would you like to change out of your clothes? I'll help you dry them. You'll catch a cold."
Fu Shiyan looked at her, and the palms of his hands shook. It was Jiang Shu calling.
Wen Yuan's smile faded: "That's right, it's time for you to go."
It's raining heavily outside.
Fu Shiyan walked out without saying a word, leaving behind a message, "For Vanke matters, please contact Secretary Huo."
The reason why he stayed and talked to her so much was because she didn't mention the past here.
That was her sweet dream, but it was his taboo.
Wen Yuan stood at the entrance of the room and felt the hot water slowly getting colder. She heard the sound of Fu Shiyan leaving and closing the door, and then the sound of the car starting. The sound became farther and farther away until it was covered by the sound of rain.
Wen Yuan felt that her beating heart slowly calmed down.
She turned around and slowly opened the wardrobe in the room.
I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that there were all kinds of clothes hanging inside, and someone had cleaned them, making them spotless.
The men's shirts and suits and the women's T-shirts and skirts are placed closely together, like a family.
Wen Yuan felt suffocated. These clothes were Jiang Shu's size. She had been here too...
She was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. She covered her heart and squatted down. Her eyes were almost blood red. It was Jiang Shu again!
The next day.
The top floor of Zhou's house was luxuriously built with gold and silver. When Fu Shiyan opened the door of Zhou Liangqi's office, a woman was sitting on his seat reading a book.
The book was slumped on the table, sitting upright, like a high school student, reading line by line. I didn't realize that anyone had come in.
First of all, this is a woman with a plain face. She cannot be said to be very beautiful. She has a unique temperament. Once you take one look at her, you can't help but keep looking at her.
Fu Shiyan withdrew his eyes at the right moment, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
The woman raised her head with confused eyes. She was stunned for a moment when she saw this extraordinary man. Finally she stood up and her voice was cold: "Who are you looking for?"
Fu Shiyan did not answer.
She quickly explained: "Mr. Zhou is out and it may take a while before he comes back. He asked me to wait for him here..."
Fu Shiyan found it interesting that a woman who could be easily placed by Zhou Liangqi in an office full of secrets was unusual.
He asked directly: "Who are you?"
The woman was stunned for a moment and then said, "I am Mr. Zhou's new assistant."
"assistant?"
Fu Shiyan's appearance can even be said to be coquettish, but he has a temperament that is far away from the world and away from the hustle and bustle, as refined as the mist in the mountains.
Skin appearance is not unique, but bone appearance is unique. A man with such a temperament can reach the top level unimpeded, and his status is extraordinary.
The woman didn't dare to look at him, "Life Assistant."
Fu Shiyan then understood, and reached out to open the book she had put aside. It was an obscure economics book, all in English.
She was suppressed by a unique aura, "What do you want to drink, I will pour it."
The girl walked out of the desk without any fear, holding the book in her arms, her long skirt swaying, and she was polite and courteous.
Fu Shiyan looked at her and felt familiar for no reason, "Just hot water."
The woman quickly brought it to him: "I don't know your name yet."