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

Fu Shiyan was awakened by a faint fragrance. When he woke up, the soreness finally disappeared, and his whole body was drenched. He rubbed his forehead and sat up, and saw a few white water lilies planted on the bedside.

There was a sound from the small kitchen in the room, and he followed it to look. Jiang Shu was standing there, as if cooking soup, without looking back.

Fu Shiyan bent his lips, not disturbing the tranquility.

He got up quietly and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out again, Jiang Shu was gone, and Fu Shiyan thought he was hallucinating, it was just a dream.

But the soup she stewed, placed on the table, really existed.

Jiang Shu didn't leave anything behind, Fu Shiyan subconsciously looked towards the bay window, there was no trace of being browsed.

He wiped his hair with a towel in one hand, sat at the dining table, and filled himself with a bowl of soup. His movements were a little slow, and he drank slowly.

She is good at cooking, but he hasn't tasted such a good taste for a long time.

He looked very lonely.

Fu Shiyan closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, opened the door and ran out without his coat on.

Secretary Huo, who was guarding the door, was taken aback. Looking at the man's back galloping like a boy, he shouted, "Mr. Fu, put on your coat! You're still sick!"

no respond.

Secretary Huo stomped his feet, turned around to get Fu Shiyan's coat, and followed him out.

Jiang Shu was standing next to a street tree on the side of the road downstairs, as if waiting for a bus, looking left and right from time to time.

There are many people around here, but she stands here like a silent lake, making people look at her uncontrollably.

Fu Shiyan stopped running down, and looked at her back from a distance. The corners of her freshly washed hair turned upturned, and her whole person looked soft.

Jiang Shu seemed to feel his scorching gaze, and slowly turned his head, hitting the bull's-eye.

She was not surprised. When Fu Shiyan came over, she said, "I was betting just now. If you catch up, I will promise you what I said."

Fu Shiyan's heart fell in place immediately, he pursed his lips, grabbed Jiang Shu's hand, and walked forward on his own.

"Then you won the bet."

Jiang Shu lowered her eyes and followed behind him without resisting. She was just a little sad, why couldn't he do it in the past.

She kept her voice soft when she spoke, "I haven't eaten yet."

Fu Shiyan paused slightly, looked around, and saw the night market not far ahead.

He led her away, he held her hand tightly, and occasionally loosened it, for fear of hurting her.

There are always a lot of people in the night market, bustling and bustling, and when they walk towards each other, it's like sentient beings walking over.

A person like Fu Shiyan who has always lived in the upper echelon didn't have a word of dislike at this moment.

Jiang Shu picked a barbecue stand, ordered a lot of skewers, and handed the menu to Fu Shiyan, "I don't have any money with me, I may ask you to give it later."

Her eyes looked innocent in the smoke.

Fu Shiyan touched his pocket, but he didn't have his wallet or mobile phone on him. When he raised his eyes, Secretary Huo was standing not far behind them, and he drove the car over.

He hooked his lips and hummed.

Jiang Shu bent down to wipe the tables, chairs and benches with paper towels again, looking very skilled, and said, "I have been staying in the mountains for the past two months, and I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Fu Shiyan realized that she had something to say, she ordered two more cases of beer, he frowned.

Jiang Shu opened the can of beer, took a sip, and frowned with bitterness.