After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

The temperature gradually becomes humid.

A drop of rain fell on the back of Fu Yanhe's pale hand.

One drop after another, the rain gradually increased.

Fu Yanhe drove the wheelchair slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.

He blended perfectly with the night.

The thunder and lightning that suddenly flashed across the sky illuminated Fu Yanhe's current appearance.

He drooped his eyes in the heavy rain, his extremely black pupils were filled with a very thick mist, the ends of his pale eyes were a little crimson, and the brows and eyes were full of hostility.

Like a wolf that was injured in a rainy night and is silently licking its wounds.

"Fu Yanhe!"

The clear female voice pierced through the darkness and fell in his ears.

Fu Yanhe's cold, white and vigorous fingers resting on the armrest of the wheelchair moved slightly.

He slowly raised his head and saw a light not far away.

The lights are getting closer.

Shen Yanhe trotted over from the darkness in front of him with a rainbow umbrella, and grabbed the phone with the flashlight turned on in the other hand.

Fu Yanhe quietly looked at the girl who was getting closer and closer to him.

Seeing her as a ray of light, like a cloud, she broke through the darkness and landed lightly in front of him.

After Shen Yanhe approached, seeing Fu Yanhe's current state, a look of astonishment appeared on his delicate and soft white face.

The man in front of him was completely drenched by the rain, his slightly long hair clinging to his sickly pale skin, his thin lips were bloodless, and a pair of cold black eyes were staring straight at her.

There was a dangerous look in his eyes.

His embarrassed appearance fell into Shen Yanhe's eyes, which made her heart ache inexplicably.

She frowned, stepped forward and tilted most of the umbrellas in his direction, looked at Fu Yanhe with lowered eyes, and couldn't help asking him softly, "Yanhe, what happened?"

She could feel that Fu Yanhe was a little depressed now.

Did anything happen at the manor while she was away?

Why is Fu Yanhe here alone in the rain, what about Jiang Yun who is with him?

Could it be... He and Jiang Yun had a showdown?

Fu Yanhe's Adam's apple moved slightly. Instead of answering her question, he asked her in a calm voice, "Why are you back?"

Shen Yanhe pursed her lips.

She planned to accompany Shen Huai in the hospital tonight.

But today happened to be the day when Fu Yanhe's legs were going to be given needles. She missed him, so she took a taxi back.

When I came back, I didn't see him in the room, and I didn't find Wufang and the others. I asked the maid, who said she saw him and Jiang Yun coming here.

Worried about him, she hurriedly took an umbrella and searched for him all the way.

"Your leg needs injection today, I miss you, so I came back first." She explained.

Walking behind Fu Yanhe, holding an umbrella in one hand and pushing his wheelchair forward with the other: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, let's go back to the room and take a shower first, or you will catch a cold tomorrow."

Fu Yanhe nodded silently.

-

inside the room.

Shen Yanhe personally put hot water at a suitable temperature for Fu Yanhe.

He helped him prepare dry clothes before pushing him in: "The water has been placed, you can wash it after you take off your clothes."

Shen Yanhe pushed him to the side of the bathtub, lowered his eyes to look at Fu Yanhe, who was indifferent and couldn't see any anger, and couldn't help asking: "Do you want me to help?"

Fu Yanhe shook his head, and unbuttoned his shirt with his thin and pale hands: "No, I can do it by myself, you go out first."

Shen Yanhe nodded, turned around and walked out: "Okay, call me if you need anything."

Fu Yanhe: "Yes."

Shen Yanhe didn't leave after she got out of the bathroom door, she stood against the wall of the door, she was afraid that Fu Yanhe would call her if something happened, she would not be able to come here in time if she was too far away.

After thinking about it, Shen Yanhe took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wufang.

[Zi said]: Did something happen in the manor today?Did Yan He quarrel with Jiang Yun?

Her trumpet's WeChat name was changed last time.

She was afraid that Fu Yanhe would still want to know her revenge plan from her.

[Wu Fang (Remarks)]: Go back to Mrs. Young, nothing happened in the manor today, and the young master didn't quarrel with Mrs. It's just that he and Mrs. went out alone for a while and didn't let us follow.

Shen Yanhe's hand holding the phone was tight, her finger bones turned white, and her eyes fell on the word "alone".

Tell her intuitively.

Fu Yanhe is in a bad mood today, which has something to do with Jiang Yun.

It probably has something to do with the last time she told him that there was poison in the egg custard Jiang Yun made for him.

If it was related to that matter, not to mention Fu Yanhe, she couldn't figure it out herself.

How could Jiang Yun have poisoned her own son?

Shen Yanhe's heart was slightly depressed, and his expression was a little cold.

The bathroom door next to her clicked and was opened from the inside.

Shen Yanhe glanced subconsciously.

The man who drove the wheelchair out put on dry clothes. His washed hair hadn't been completely dried, and the water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair fell down his jaw and disappeared at the collarbone.

When he saw Shen Yanhe standing against the wall, his calm eyes were a little turbulent.

Shen Yanhe moved.

She put the phone back into her pocket and walked towards him: "Come here, I'll dry it up for you. If you don't dry it up, you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Fu Yanhe: "Yes."

Shen Yanhe pushed Fu Yanhe to the side of the bed, took out the hair dryer, plugged it in, turned on the switch, tested the temperature with the palm of his hand, and then began to blow his hair.

Fu Yanhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel the soft white fingers running gently through his hair.

The cold darkness surrounding him is being gradually wiped away by these warm hands.

"All right."

Shen Yanhe turned off the hair dryer, stretched out her hand and moved her soft hair after being blown dry.

As soon as she put down the hair dryer, Fu Yanhe reached out her hand.

Big dry hands grabbed her wrists, pulled her to the front, hugged her, buried her head on her soft belly, and slightly tightened the hands holding her slender waist.

He seemed to want to crush her into his arms.

Shen Yanhe was a little out of breath, but she didn't speak or struggle, she just looked at him with her eyes closed, and raised her hand to stroke his hair once and for all.

Accompany him quietly.

for a long time.

Shen Yanhe felt the arms around her waist relax a little, and she asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Fu Yanhe's muffled voice came out: "Yes."

He didn't tell Shen Yanhe about Jiang Yun.

Saying it would only add to her troubles.

He will settle the matter of the Fu family.

With Shen Yanhe here, Fu Yanhe's dull mood eased a lot.

He let go of her, took her hand that was stroking his hair, interlocked her fingers, and brought it to his lips for a soft kiss.

"Stay and sleep with me tonight."

His voice was soft, with uncertainty in his tone.

Shen Yanhe looked at such a rare Fu Yanhe who showed his fragile emotions in front of her, and his heart softened.

"it is good."

Think of it as comforting a large injured dog, she thought.

Shen Yanhe massaged Fu Yanhe's legs as usual, and after giving the needles, he climbed onto the bed and lay with him.

As soon as her body touched the bed, Fu Yanhe immediately hugged her and hugged her tightly.

As if suffering from skin hunger, he kept clinging to her, kissing her restrainedly.

It wasn't until Shen Yanhe fell asleep from exhaustion that he calmed down a little.

In the silent night, Fu Yanhe looked at the girl in his arms and hugged her even tighter.

She is his.

he thinks.

No one can take her away from him.

-

The two slept together without a dream.

After one night, Fu Yanhe returned to his usual moody and indifferent appearance, as if he wasn't the one who hugged her tightly all night yesterday.

Shen Yanhe ran into Jiang Yun while having breakfast.

But when Jiang Yun saw Fu Yanhe beside her, her complexion changed slightly, and she only said hello to her and left in a hurry.

I don't know what happened to her and Fu Yanhe last night.

"Are you going to see Shen Huai today?" Fu Yanhe poured her a cup of soy milk and asked.