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

The battle here attracted passing cars to stop and watch. The man was pinched, and seeing the situation, he kept wailing, "Look, this shrew rubbed against my car, but also pinched my hand!"

"..." Jiang Shu took a deep breath and was called a shrew for the first time when dealing with strangers.She was still about to retort, and the sense of presence in her ears was extremely strong: "Jiang Shu! Let go of him immediately! From now on, don't speak anymore and don't go out, do you hear me!"

Once Wen Run's question was changed, it was really furious, and the voice was so loud that everyone around could hear it, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mu Yi stepped forward: "Boss Fu...?"

Fu Shiyan dropped a vicious warning: "Send me the location, and I'll be right over."

Jiang Shu on the other end reluctantly let go of the hand that was holding the window switch, stopped talking, and let the turmoil outside arise.

Hearing that he seemed to be in a car, his voice suddenly dropped, and his sigh was mixed with helplessness and comfort: "Don't hang up the phone until I arrive."

The girl lowered her head, the curvature of her neck was like a very beautiful white swan, she buckled the car seat casually, and said in a low voice, "Oh."

There was a long silence, only the sound of each other's breathing and some noises.

Suddenly I heard a sentence: "Are you wet?"

"……Um."

"There's a dryer in the car and a towel in the back seat, so wipe it yourself."

"……Oh."

Jiang Shu was a little stiff all over, and followed his instructions like a puppet on a string, tossing and tossing, the only reason left was shouting: This atmosphere is not right.

She put the phone aside and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

The stalemate and publicity of the past two days were washed away by the sudden exchange of unexpected events, indifferent but warm, like a plant sprouting suddenly in the abyss, and young buds and leaves grew.

Jiang Shu mustered up his courage for a long time: "Actually, you don't need to come here, let Muyi..."

"Jiang Shu."

The man spat out a name lightly, the warning was self-evident.

She stopped talking, her cheeks bulged slightly, and after a while, she suddenly said: "Then drive carefully."

Fu Shiyan couldn't help but mocked: "Not as stupid as you."

"..."

The traffic police were faster than Fu Shiyan.

First, the vehicles were evacuated, and the man was pulled aside, knocking on Jiang Shu's car window: "Miss?"

Jiang Shu's buzzing voice said to the man: "The traffic police are here."

"The police are here, he dare not touch you, get out of the car and cooperate, I will be right there."

Jiang Shu sniffed, unlocked the central control, and got out of the car holding the phone.

The traffic police checked the friction between the two cars. During the gap, the man on the radio said in a deep voice, "I'm here."

In the vast field of vision, he seemed to see a glimmer of light, turned around and saw a car parked behind him, the driver's seat was opened, a man in a black windbreaker, holding a transparent umbrella, walking towards them through the rain and snow.

The aura is strong, calm and determined, like a god.

Immediately, Jiang Shu's fragile emotions had something to rely on, and his soft heart seemed to have grown armor, with a solid backing.

A well-known reporter in an entertainment newspaper once described Fu Shiyan in this way: The sense of security this man can give is that when you see him, you will want to throw yourself into his arms, and he will definitely protect your existence.

You stand face to face, deeply touched, and the rest of your life's stories are all about this man.

After a brief absence, the next second, Fu Shiyan's hand suddenly warmed up, and Fu Shiyan approached, and placed his other hand on the back of her head, in a hugging and comforting gesture.