"Are you very proud?" An Yirou's eyes were full of anger and hatred, "You didn't tell me there was a recording, didn't you just want to make me look bad?"
"Did I ask you to come? Did I ask you to perjury?" An Yan sneered, "But if I had told you there was a recording, would there still be such a wonderful show today?"
She took a step forward and played with the little white flower on An Yirou's chest, "I'm really looking forward to how you look after the announcement to the whole school. Keep up the white lotus and green tea bitch stunts. I think you're pretty cool when you're slapped in the face."
It’s cool.”
An Yirou: "..."
An Yan ignored her and turned around to walk out of the school gate.
The weather was unpredictable, and the pattering raindrops suddenly became like beans. An Yan ran to the bus stop with her bag in her arms.
She wiped the rainwater from her cheeks and said with emotion that she had gotten rid of the smoky makeup, otherwise she would have had a painted face now.
She wanted to take a taxi, but no one stopped.
After a while, a Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of her.
The rear window was lowered and An Yirou curled her lips, "Sister, do you need me to give you a ride?"
"It's not my way. You go your way to the underworld, and I'll go my way to the Yangguan Avenue!"
An Yirou found that An Yan's mouth was extremely poisonous. She took a deep breath and said, "Is my sister going to find Mr. Li? It seems that good things are coming soon for my sister!"
An Yan felt that she was really noisy, "I don't know if my good things are close, but I know your good things are close, and I will definitely give you a big gift when the time comes."
Hearing this, An Yirou couldn't stop laughing. She knew that An Yan had always been unwilling to accept Fu Chenyu. The fact that she could say this proved that this gift was not what she wanted to see.
She raised the window and asked the driver to leave quickly.
An Yan watched the car disappear into the rain and let out a long sigh of relief.
After a while, she took a taxi and left.
Then, the black Maybach not far away slowly drove away.
Fu Shiyan suddenly remembered what the girl said when she looked up at him.
"Uncle, from this perspective of death, you are still so handsome, even your nostrils are as handsome as the sky."
"Brother-in-law, whether you can support me or not, I can take care of you very well."
Amazingly handsome nostrils?
What kind of praise is this?
Can you support me?
Fortunately she could speak out!
Fu Shiyan's eyes darkened, oh, raise her?
After An Yan got home, she went into the kitchen and ordered herself a bowl of Yangchun noodles.
She laid out the dishes, took photos and sent them to Moments, and edited the copy: I heard that Yangchun noodles go well with rainy days!
Of course, this circle of friends is only visible to one person.
After eating the noodles, she began to work on the huge project of cakes and biscuits.
At the same time, Fu Shiyan opened his circle of friends and discovered An Yan's latest post.
Looking at the Yangchun noodles in the photo, and then at the lobster on the plate, I suddenly felt that this delicious delicacy no longer tasted good.
He suddenly thought that the girl said she would make cakes and biscuits for him.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. Shouldn't he be very angry towards her?
Why can't you seem... to be angry?
An Yan made a set of afternoon tea boxes and a jar of multi-flavor biscuits.
When we arrived at Fu's Building, it was already half past four in the afternoon.
She did not contact Assistant Han, but directly sent a WeChat message to Fu Shiyan.
:Uncle, your little cutie has arrived with cakes and biscuits, please pay attention to sign for them!
Attached is a photo!
She looked at her phone, waiting for Fu Shiyan's reply.
A vibrating sound sounded.
An Yan clicked it, and the smile on her face froze.
fsy: Bring your cheap cakes and biscuits back, I'm tired of you.
An Yan pursed her lips and had to admit that she felt uncomfortable.
Not only is it boring, it's also cheap.
Maybe in Fu Shiyan's eyes, her methods were despicable.
He didn't show any boredom with him before because he was well-educated, but now he was worried about her entanglement, so he directly spoke harshly to her.
She held the packaging bag tightly with her fingers, feeling like her self-esteem had been severely trampled on.
She took a deep breath and walked up to the front desk lady, "It's fate that we met each other. I'll give it to you to eat." After saying that, she walked out of the building without looking back.
There was a roar and heavy rain fell.
An Yan stood on the side of the road, letting the big raindrops hit her head, and the raindrops dripped down the tip of her small nose...
This scene was seen by Fu Chenyu who was not far away. He curled his lips and walked to the front desk.
The lady at the front desk said respectfully: "Master Fu."
Fu Chenyu stretched out his hand and said, "The bag just now was given to me by my fiancée."
The lady at the front desk was confused and could only hand it over obediently. The duck she got flew away.
President's Office.
Fu Shiyan walked out of the lounge with an unhappy look on his face, adjusting the collar of his shirt.
When he saw the woman approaching, a chill flashed across his eyes.
"Why are you still here?"
"Shi Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now." Jiang Nan's eyes were full of caution as she looked at this man who was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Fu Shiyan glanced at her coldly, "Do you need me to adjust the surveillance to see if you spilled coffee on my shirt on purpose?"
Jiang Nan thought of spilling coffee on the man's shirt and then wiping it with him to create physical contact. Unexpectedly, Fu Shiyan would push her to the ground, resisting her touch.
She wiped her tears and said, "Shi Yan, do you hate me so much?"
Fu Shiyan sat on the executive chair, pressed the internal line, and said in a serious voice, "Come in."
Han Yang arrived in two seconds, "Mr. Fu."
"From now on, no one can enter my office without my permission."
Han Yang glanced at the crying Jiang Nan, nodded and said, "Yes."
"Ms. Jiang, please."
Jiang Nan looked at Fu Shiyan's frosty face, bit his lip, and walked out angrily.
She saw Fu Chenyu walking towards him with a cheerful face, carrying a transparent packaging bag, the one she just saw on Fu Shiyan's WeChat.
Her brain reacts very quickly. Isn't this for Fu Shiyan?
How come it changed hands and ended up in Fu Chenyu’s hands?
She walked forward and said, "Chen Yu."
"Sister Nan, are you looking for my uncle?"
Jiang Nan said yes, and asked tentatively, "Is this a dessert bought for your uncle?"
Fu Chenyu picked up the bag in his hand and said, "No, this is a gift from my fiancée."
fiancée?
Jiang Nan rolled his eyes, when did An Yan become his fiancée again?
But it doesn't matter, as long as she has nothing to do with Fu Shiyan.
Last time she met Fu Shiyan dining with a girl in Xin Yuezhai. Later, after investigating, she found out that the girl was Fu Chenyu's fiancée An Yan, but Fu Chenyu had moved on and fell in love with the stepdaughter of the An family.
She was worried about Fu Shiyan and An Yan being together, so she thought she could capture this flower of the high mountains as soon as possible.
Today she specially washed herself up to seduce Fu Shiyan, but the man didn't take the bait and even humiliated her.
When Fu Shiyan was changing clothes, a WeChat message came in from the screen of his mobile phone. He clicked on it and saw that the profile of the girl in the profile picture was An Yan.
She hated An Yan so much that she seduced her brother-in-law after she was cheated on. It was simply shameless!
She casually deleted the WeChat message and replied with a message that could make the other person sad or even give up.
It's just that the bag that was clearly meant to be given to Fu Shiyan was now in Fu Chenyu's hands, and Fu Chenyu said it was a gift from his fiancée, so it was obviously not passed on to Fu Shiyan.
There are some twists and turns in this.
No matter what, as long as it doesn't fall into Fu Shiyan's hands!
There was a flash of light in her eyes, God was really helping her!
Jiang Nan raised her lips and smiled, "It seems that Chen Yu, you and the daughter of the An family are about to have a good time."
Fu Chenyu nodded, "I will definitely invite Sister Nan to the engagement party when the time comes."
Jiang Nan said hello and left proudly.
Fu Shiyan was checking his phone to see if there were any new messages, but there were none.
He glanced sideways at the floor-to-ceiling windows, where raindrops were pattering on the windows.
He wondered, did she bring an umbrella?
Will it be blocked by the rain?
He rubbed An Yan's name with his fingertips, and just as he was about to call it out, there was a knock on the door.
Fu Chenyu pushed open the door and walked in, "Uncle."
Fu Shiyan's eyes fell on the paper bag without any wavering in his eyes. His voice was distant and cold, "Is something wrong?"
"Isn't it grandma's birthday next weekend? I went to the auction house to look around, and then I received a call from An Yan. She said she had something to give to me." Fu Chenyu sat on the sofa, opened the bag, and took it from it. There are tea boxes and biscuit tins.
He smiled and said, "She said she had sorted out her emotions and was going to be with me. She sent some cakes and biscuits to express her love. It's really hers."
He looked at Fu Shiyan, "Uncle, do you want to try it?"
"No need." Fu Shiyan pressed the intercom, "Tonight's trip will not be cancelled."
Fu Chenyu threw a chocolate cookie into his mouth, "My uncle has something to do tonight, so I'll leave first."
Watching Fu Chenyu leave, Fu Shiyan leaned back on the chair and tapped the armrest with his fingers.
Something seems wrong?
If you really want to give it to Fu Chenyu, why bother saying that you want to make it for him?
He dialed An Yan's number, but his phone was turned off.
Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, he felt suffocated. He took out a car key from the drawer, grabbed the suit jacket on the hanger and left the office.
The black Bentley drove out of the underground garage, the wipers swiping rapidly.
Fu Shiyan held the steering wheel and tapped his knuckles lightly as he increased the accelerator and drove towards Bishui Bay.
At the same time, An Yan sneezed in the back seat of the taxi. She sniffed, and it seemed that she was not breathing well.
The driver opened the rearview mirror and said, "It looks like I have a cold. Let's go back and drink more ginger soup."
An Yan raised her eyes and smiled, "Thank you, master."
The car stopped at the unit door of the community. An Yan looked at her cell phone and found that it had automatically turned off.
She took out a 100-yuan note from her bag and said, "No need to change it. The remaining money can be used as car wash fee."
After getting out of the car, An Yan carried her bag and walked towards the unit door.