While the proprietress of the canteen was making porridge, Fu Yanlin leaned against the wall and held a video conference with the engineers of the project team to adjust the structure of the new product.
Wearing a Bluetooth headset, he looked at the model sent by his secretary, his head turning rapidly, and his serious look was incompatible with a remote and backward town.
The landlady was watching the porridge and kept casting her eyes, wondering where such a good-looking man came from? He looked like a movie star, with angular features, especially his deep eyes, which made people confused. p>
Although the clothes on his body were covered with dirt and dust, they couldn't hide the tendons on his body. When he handed over the money just now, the landlady saw that his hands were well muscled and he looked like he had a good figure. He had a domineering look that a man should have.
Aura.
The point is, it’s thoughtful and appropriate.
Why does a grown man like to drink sweet porridge? Looking at the wounds on his hands, you can tell that he is not afraid of hardship. He probably feels stuffy after drinking Chinese medicine. Then who is eating this sweet porridge? It must be a woman with a strong heart.
Fu Yanlin was so immersed in work that he didn't realize he was being looked at.
Liang Yundu lost a lot of energy and asked him when he could complete the entire model.
Fu Yanlin thought for two seconds, "Within a week."
"What about our release time?" Liang Yundu was worried. "The thieves are already at least two weeks ahead of us. With the time difference, we are unable to recover."
Fu Yanlin frowned and said with a chuckle, "If you fail first, there is no need to struggle for time. Just wait, they will ask for trouble."
Only he knew where the loopholes were in the stolen architectural model, and the thief didn't have the ability to discover it - it was a trap he had set long ago. It was just a habit just in case, but he didn't expect that this habit would turn out to be a trap.
It became Linyun Technology’s life-saving straw.
Ever since he was inexplicably determined to become stronger and was admitted to an Ivy League school without the knowledge of the Fu family, the restless Fu family sent someone to kidnap him and throw him into the lake. He survived the catastrophe and was rescued by Xu Rangchu.
There is a steady stream of troubles, one coming and going, one ebbing and the other ebbing.
In his first year at the university, a famous professor from the Department of Computer Science took a fancy to his experimental project and personally guided him. When grading at the end of the semester, someone suddenly reported him for plagiarism - the evidence was conclusive.
Someone "robbed" him, he was rejected by the professor, and his grades at the end of the semester were naturally particularly "good".
The person who reported him for plagiarism was his classmate.
During that time, he became a plagiarist and a thief in everyone's eyes, and was criticized wherever he went. Fu Yuhe happened to be on a business trip to the United States. Hearing about this, he went to school to see him and saw his dejected look. He was extremely angry.
, cut off his living expenses for half a year, and put the crutch on him, saying that he was not worthy of being Fu Yuhe's son.
Fu Yanlin refused to admit defeat, found the classmate, took a Swiss Army knife, held him down in an alley in Chinatown, and asked him why?
The classmate was so frightened that he ran away and had a bad conscience for many days. He rubbed his hands and apologized, saying that it was not easy for his parents to come to the United States from Korea. They worked from dawn to dusk selling kimchi in Chinatown so that he could study. His mother was seriously ill, so he had to agree to be tricked.
Only then could Fu Yanlin get a sum of money, which solved the family's urgent need.
If he doesn't agree to cheat Fu Yanlin, he will not only lose his studies, but also his mother's life.
It was then that Fu Yanlin realized that his power was insignificant. Even though he was far away in the United States, the Fu family had long hands and would kill him at all times - who said he was too good? He was also born to Fu Yuhe's beloved concubine. p>
He is determined to resist.
Since then, Fu Yanlin has been walking on the edge of a knife. Day and night, he has to think of countless possibilities.
However, in the past, the Fu family did not want him to return to China, they wanted him to die in the chaos and pornographic products of the United States, they wanted him to abandon himself and become a trash, so Fu Yuhe completely gave up the idea of making him his successor. p>
What about now?
Was Linyun Technology’s model stolen this time also the fault of the Fu family?
Everyone around him is clean and knows everything. Who... betrayed him?
Fu Yanlin wanted to know the answer, but he was not in a hurry.
That day will always come.
Seeing that he was so confident, Liang Yundu didn't say much. And at the meeting, it was difficult to ask him when he would return to Jiangzhou. The engineers in the team were still waiting for him to support the overall situation.
After the meeting, Fu Yanlin suddenly felt a little dark in front of his eyes and his body became hot for no reason. He touched his forehead and found that he had a fever, so he immediately bought some anti-fever medicine.
Since the last time he made a bet with Jiang Shifang, in order to buy a house, he drank until his stomach bleeds. His health has not been very good. In Xu Rangchu's words, he has not taken good care of himself. Later, he also caught a cold and coughed, and he was not able to function well at all. He was spinning for several days.
, just a few hours after flying back to Jiangzhou from Tokyo, he immediately came to Yuncheng to look for Wen Sheng.
He hasn't slept for two or three days.
When he came to Ganzhen Village, he was riding a motorcycle in the rain, so it was no surprise that he caught a cold.
He smoked three cigarettes to stay awake until the porridge was ready.
The proprietress of the canteen packed her own stainless steel insulated lunch box for him and said with a smile that she had put enough sugar in it, so that he could rest assured.
Fu Yanlin hummed, then chewed gum and carried his lunch box into the health center.
Song Lan and Teacher Chen happened to come out of the infusion room and saw Fu Yanlin coming back with a lunch box. His face was solemn and cold, with a bit of an untouchable evil spirit, handsome and cold.
He still didn't greet the two of them and pushed the door open.
Wen Sheng was leaning on the back of the bed. The clothes she was wearing were men's long-sleeved T-shirts brought by Fu Yanlin from Jiangzhou. She was already thin, but after contracting the illness, she lost weight and became even more frail.
The originally fair and porcelain face was surrounded by rich black hair, making it even more pale and colorless. Only a pair of watery eyes added a bit of agility and pity to the pale and cold face.
Fu Yanlin stepped forward, silently took a pillow, leaned down and put his arms around her shoulders. With that touch, he could easily feel the delicate bones in her body.
Wen Sheng raised her eyes and met his dark and cold eyes. The man's stern face was close at hand, smelling of mint and tobacco, a bit cold and arrogant. He pursed his lips and glanced at her indifferently, then
He stuffed the pillow behind her back, stood up quickly, and let go of her shoulders.
The smell of mint and tobacco also dissipated quickly.
Wen Sheng looked at his hands subconsciously and found that he was actually wearing a pair of gloves. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and by some strange coincidence, she reached out to hold his hand.
Song Lan said that he carried her on his back and climbed up the fault using the rope with his bare hands.
Is his hand injured?
Fu Yanlin subconsciously pulled away, but Wen Sheng looked at him intently, pursed her small lips and said, "Don't move."
Fu Yanlin's eyes darkened, and he stared at Wen Sheng, his eyes filled with restraint. He wanted to obey, but in the next second, he still pulled his hand back, "There's nothing to see."
Wen Sheng was annoyed. When he was about to speak, Fu Yanlin blocked him with a sentence, "Do you think I'm stupid enough not to deal with the injury? Or do you think I want to take the opportunity to gain your sympathy and make you soft-hearted? It's rare to play with that kind of woman.
A bitter plot?"
"..." Wen Sheng didn't know how to answer for a while. She just looked at him intently, feeling that he was venting his anger, but he couldn't find any evidence.
Fu Yanlin expressionlessly took out the lunch box and spoon, started from the edge, filled a spoon and brought it to Wen Sheng's mouth.
Wen Sheng didn't open his mouth, just looked at him.
Fu Yanlin looked at her with calm and cold eyes, and opened his thin lips lightly, "If you want to continue to stay here, you don't have to eat, but I hope you don't waste each other's time, recover as soon as possible, and go out as soon as possible."
Wen Sheng frowned. She wanted to talk to him properly, but his words were so barbed that she couldn't speak at all.
"In order to hide from me, you came to such a place where no one shits and made yourself like this. How can you stand out?" A faint sneer appeared on Fu Yanlin's solemn face, "I am worth all your efforts."
Are you avoiding it?"
"I did want to calm down at first, but it wasn't because..."
Before Wen Sheng could finish her words, Fu Yanlin cut her off coldly, "Don't worry, get out of here and I won't pester you again."
As Wen Sheng listened, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, which was a little sour and a little painful.
She had hoped that Fu Yanlin would stay away from her, and it would be best if he completely faded out of her life and lived well in the world.
But when she heard Fu Yanlin's personal promise that he would never bother her again, she was heartbroken.
Why is this?
Wen Sheng mustered up his courage and said, "Fu Yanlin, we and..."
She wanted to say, Fu Yanlin, let's reconcile and start over. She spent one night alone under the cliff and figured out a lot of things.
But Fu Yanlin didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and said coldly, "I will move out from downstairs of your house when I get back. From now on, you don't have to worry so much."
Wen Sheng grabbed the quilt tightly, raised her head to meet his gaze, her tone was soft and confused, "Fu Yanlin, are you sure?"
Fu Yanlin was stunned for a second, then nodded, "OK."
He thought to himself, I will satisfy you, stay away and not provoke you.
Wen Sheng suddenly felt angry.
OK, you move out.
Move away, move away!
She doesn’t care!
The atmosphere is a bit awkward.
Wen Sheng reached out to pick up the lunch box, but Fu Yanlin refused. He locked his dark eyes on her and ordered coldly, "Open your mouth."
"..."
"You were hurt because you were hiding from me. I should serve you."