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

She closed her eyes, looked directly at the man, and forced herself to be calm: "I came back to get my things."

Fu Shiyan walked up the stairs step by step and walked up to her, "What are you taking, just tell me and I'll send it to you."

His eyes were very dangerous, and his eyes swept across, as if he was going to kill someone.

As the breath approached, Jiang Shu felt a little trembling.But she can't be weak, "Computer."

"No keys?"

What she didn't know was that Fu Shiyan had received the news from the moment she drove into Mingyuan. Even if she didn't enter, he would go out to block it.

Jiang Shu only felt that the headache was getting more and more severe, so he took a step back and said indifferently: "It's fine if you're not here, I won't bother Mr. Fu."

She turned around and was about to leave, but her wrist was grabbed unexpectedly, "Where is Mingyuan where you are, you can come and leave whenever you want?"

The recoil was strong, Jiang Shu's body was already weak, and when he fell back, he fell directly into the man's arms.

Fu Shiyan didn't seem to expect it, and his black pupil carefully looked at her face, it was not ordinary pale.

He frowned vigorously, hugged her by the waist, and threw her directly onto the bed in the master bedroom. Jiang Shu thought he was going to do something again, but the shadows of that night surged uncontrollably, "Get lost!"

She tried to get rid of it, but the man locked her hand again, with a cold tone, "I haven't been hungry enough to be a woman covered in germs."

Jiang Shu was taken aback for a moment, the stiffness eased a little, and then a thorn was planted in his heart again.

Fu Shiyan got up suddenly, and Xin Chang's body walked around the bedroom twice, then stopped, and went downstairs directly.

He had just locked the balcony door, Jiang Shu collapsed on the soft bed, he could still smell his breath vaguely, floating and sinking in the tip of his nose, his dizziness was not relieved, and he felt as if he was about to fall into a whirlpool.

She suddenly regretted not taking the medicine that Fu Shiyan sent before.

The effectiveness of the drip has long since disappeared.

Jiang Shu felt that he might have caught a cold. He had a headache and his eyes hurt. When he closed it, he didn't want to break it away, and his mind was no longer clear.

Fu Shiyan found the medicine box and came up, and saw the woman curled up as if asleep, panicked, and called her: "Jiang Shu?"

Put the thermometer into her mouth, "Jiang Shu, open your mouth."

The half-conscious woman actually did so.

While waiting for the temperature to come out, Fu Shiyan glanced at her wrist, the needle hole from the last injection was still there.

No more injections, her blood vessels are thin, and she can't bear this torment.

Fu Shiyan found the antipyretic medicine from the medicine cabinet, ground the medicine into powder, soaked it in water and fed her a spoonful of it.

Suffering is certain, Jiang Shu's eyes were wrinkled before his eyebrows opened.

Chrysanthemum's mother boiled light porridge and brought it, "Sir."

Fu Shiyan wiped the corners of Jiang Shu's mouth with a paper towel, and acted carefully, "Well, let's put it there."

Jiang Shu is not completely insane. In the misty eyes, all the actions of the man are very gentle, so gentle that she seems to be the most precious in the world.

"Fu Shiyan..." she said softly.

"Ah."

"Are you staying with Wen Yuan this month to make me jealous?"

It's a very ignorant question, and it seems that she takes herself too seriously when she speaks out, but Jiang Shu still has the courage to say that she is looking for a way out for the marriage of two people.

Fu Shiyan put down the bowl in his hand, "Want to hear the truth?"

Her heart sank.

"Not at all."

That is to say, he and Wen Yuan have other purposes for going out together, but in fact, it has nothing to do with her.

So what is it for, profit?