On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Jiang Shu raised his head, took away his half-smoked cigarette, took a deep breath, and cleared his mind a lot.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Fu Shiyan followed her, tapping lightly on the tattoo on her waist with his fingertips.

Jiang Shu stared at him, "What do you think?"

She thought she was a fool, to think that Fu Shiyan's health was not good, his body... Forget it, I don't bother to talk about it.

She pushed away Fu Shiyan's hug, picked up the shirt he had left on the ground and put it on, and walked barefoot to the French window, staring into the distance in a daze.

It's almost dawn.

In fact, she didn't know why she wanted to go with the flow, as if no matter how she resisted psychologically, her body couldn't reject this man.

"It's almost dawn." His voice suddenly fell in his ears, and he didn't know when he walked behind her, hugging her from behind with his big hands, his stretched veins showed a manly look.

Jiang Shu stared, "Fu Shiyan, if you go bankrupt in the future, you should be able to live quite well by prostitution."

He chuckled, feeling satisfied, "You've said that before."

Jiang Shu broke away from him, picked up his clothes from the ground, went into the bathroom, and came out fully dressed, with the red marks on his neck covered by black hair.

"The Wen family cooperated with Wang Jin in that project, and I plan to take over. During this period, I don't want her to know about our past relationship."

It was heartless.

Fu Shiyan leaned lazily by the door, "What about the relationship now."

"..." Jiang Shu glared at him, "Just be a stranger."

He was not happy, and held her hand to play with: "I am just friends with her."

"Less pretense, can't you see that she likes you?"

Fu Shiyan was noncommittal, but he only had eyes for the woman in front of him. Sometimes he thought, if possible, he really wanted to take her down and take her with him.

Jiang Shu withdrew his hand, "I'm leaving."

Fu Shiyan had the illusion of being prostituted after he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

He pulled her back and pulled her back into his arms again, unwilling to let go, even coquettishly, "I don't want you to go."

This voice means...

"Fu Shiyan, you bastard!"

Once Fu Shiyan got it, he would no longer have any scruples. He seemed to be unscrupulous. He hugged her tightly, "Do you know what I like most about you?"

"what?"

"Looking serious, actually..." Leaning the last words in her ear, Jiang Shu felt hot all over, and pushed him away, "I'm really leaving!"

The door of the lounge opened, and the smell of decadence spread out.

Putao just woke up, rushed in from the small room, and had a face-to-face meeting with Jiang Shu. She squatted down in surprise, "Pao? You're awake, baby."

"Mom, I miss you so much." Putao slumped in her arms for a while, before she noticed Fu Shiyan who had been watching behind her.

Fu Shiyan showed her a gentle smile, "It's not a problem to always be called Putao. You must register for a household registration when you return to China. Let's choose a name."

"Isn't Grape my name?"

Jiang Shu tied up her hair, thoughtful.

Choosing a name involves too many things, and she still doesn't know how to deal with it.

"talk later."

"Mom, when can I be with you?" the baby's voice was childish.

Jiang Shu didn't feel distressed, but she was too conspicuous in Haicheng, and she didn't want the Wen family to know, "I'm sorry Putao, you may have to be wronged to stay with Dad during this time."

"Then will you visit me often?"

"of course."

"Then I'd like to be with Dad!" She agreed very readily, making Jiang Shu dumbfounded, "Why are you so happy?"

"Because if I'm here, Mom and Dad can see each other often."