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

Fu Shiyan had an injury on his leg, and it could be seen that it had been treated briefly. At this moment, his calf was bare, and the scar on it looked shocking.

Jiang Shu recalled the scene in the factory, when he was trying to save Wen Yuan, the bodyguard held a wooden stick and beat his leg hard, mercilessly.She darkened her eyes, "Does walking affect it?"

"No." Fu Shiyan turned around, put on trousers, and the wound was covered, "It will be fine in a few days."

Jiang Shu didn't believe it. For ordinary people, let alone walking normally, such wounds must take a good rest for a while before they come back.

"Fu Shiyan," she suddenly lowered her voice, "What was going on in your mind during the 10 minutes you saved Wen Yuan?"

Fu Shiyan stopped putting on his clothes, as if he was thinking about it, and then he said: "In any case, she can't die."

"why?"

"Jiang Shu, she represents the Wen family."

What Mu Yi said before her death still rings in her ears, she said that choosing Wen Yuan is a benefit.

Fu Shiyan's focus was not on Wen Yuan, but on interests.

Jiang Shu looked at the man's back at this time, and realized it after a while. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she seemed to have become very calm. For this man, he would definitely choose this path.

So what is there to complain about?

Wen Yuan waited downstairs for a long time, Ju's mother made her a bowl of hangover soup, and said politely: "Miss Wen, don't be offended by the poor hospitality."

Wen Yuan smiled softly, "It's already very good, you are Ju's mother, don't treat me like a guest, I will come here often in the future."

The first half of the sentence was fine, but after hearing it, Mama Ju felt something was wrong, she nodded awkwardly, and backed away.

"Are you awake?" A man's voice came from upstairs, it was Fu Shiyan, and he strode downstairs while fastening his cuffs.

Wen Yuan glanced behind him, no one was following him, she tilted her head and smiled coquettishly, "Brother Fu, I'm sorry to trouble you last night, in fact, just give Wen's a call, someone will come to pick me up."

Fu Shiyan opened the seat and sat down, "You still don't think uncles and aunts hate me enough."

After hearing this, Wen Yuan laughed out loud, propping her face full of collagen, "No, my parents just complained verbally, but they are actually very satisfied with you and always praise you to me."

Fu Shiyan was noncommittal, "Isn't it aggrieved that a high-achieving student who returned from London is working as an investigator in the small Vanke?"

"It doesn't matter how big or small the job is, I'm very content to be able to go back to China." Wen Yuan cut open the poached egg in front of her, her behavior was very ladylike, a natural socialite. "Besides, the first case I took over was the investigation of the Fu family. It is so fateful, Brother Fu."

They had a tacit understanding and didn't mention a word to the other woman in Mingyuan.

They were raised in the same environment, and their temperaments and identities matched well. Jiang Shu stood in the corridor on the third floor, with his hands on the railing, condescendingly examining the scene, feeling ashamed of himself.

Wen Yuan's return to China is like the return of Miss Qianjin from TV, regaining her place.

As for her, sooner or later she will give way.

"What are you thinking?" A voice suddenly appeared beside him, from the old grandson.

He followed her and put his hands on the railing, watching the scene downstairs.

"It's nothing," Jiang Shu squeezed out a smile, "Dr. Sun, can you go out with me in the afternoon, I want to meet a friend."

Her injury was not completely healed, and she couldn't walk very far. Lao Sun got a wheelchair from somewhere, and when he called Fu Shiyan to report, he was silent for a moment before saying, "Take her there."