Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"You've died once. Wake up, young master, wake up." Feng Yue continued to press. The blue veins on his hands bulged. Water stains flowed down his cuffs onto Fu Nanchen's clothes. His wet hair was dripping with water.

He looked at the young man lying on the ground, his mind full of what his wife had told him before she died: he must protect Nanchen for the rest of his life.

Feng Yue did cardiopulmonary resuscitation while calling his name, "Master, wake up, Master..."

Wang Dabao took out his cell phone from his wet pocket and hurriedly made a call.

In the lake, the entire body of the car has been completely submerged in the water, as if nothing had happened.

The lake is calm, but creepy!

"Cough, cough, cough." Finally, a few mouthfuls of lake water overflowed from his mouth and Fu Nanchen woke up.

Feng Yue let out a long sigh, then collapsed to the ground. He knelt beside him and helped him up.

"Master, hold on a little while, the doctor will be here soon."

Fu Nanchen shook off the water stains on his hair, lowered his eyes to look at the calm lake, and the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deeply raised.

"I am fine."

Fu Nanchen stood up and turned to look at the intersection where the truck had just driven past.

The intersection was chosen very well. There were no cameras, and a car accident happened at the three-way intersection. Everything makes sense.

While he was struggling in the car, he saw the driver's face, who should be a young man. He remembered the eyes under the baseball cap very clearly: there were whites in the eyes and the eyes were full of hostility.

The last time was in Europe, this time was in Jiangcheng, and there was also the car accident ten years ago. Who wants him dead so much?

His dark eyes stared at the car disappearing on the lake, his lips were tightly pursed, and the scar on his brow revealed a strong sense of coldness.

"Check every member of the family, including the car accident ten years ago."

Fu Nanchen spoke in a low and hoarse voice, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to touch the scar at the end of his eyebrow, and his deep eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Soon, two black business cars drove over from the direction of the base, and four bodyguards quickly got out. All of them were his trusted confidants who had been hiding in the base in the past few years.

"Today's affairs must be kept confidential. Send four more people to watch over Jian Xiaoan 24 hours a day."

"The press conference will be held as usual the day after tomorrow."

Fu Nanchen arranged the next things in an orderly manner.

He knew that someone had been keeping an eye on him during the days since he returned, and it must have been Jian Xiaoan.

The rest of the people returned to the base, and Fu Nanchen and his group drove a commercial vehicle back to Ditingyuan.

Ditingyuan, the king of buildings in Jiangcheng, is famous for its river view rooms. Only the rich or noble live here.

The stairs lead directly to the 58th floor, a large flat of 400 square meters with a minimalist black, white and gray style, offering a panoramic view of the river.

"Inform Feng Yue to bring all the information he has, and also prepare a cloakroom for Jian Xiaoan. You arrange this matter yourself."

After giving instructions to Wang Dabao, Fu Nanchen walked straight into the study and skillfully turned on the computer.

After being away for two years, there were many things that needed to be dealt with. Fu Nanchen stayed in the study room in the afternoon.

On the other side, Jian Xiaoan went to work at the milk tea shop as usual.

The milk tea shop YANGTEA is located on the first floor of a high-end office building in the city center. She has been working here since her sophomore year. In the past two years, she has grown from a small part-time employee to an independent assistant to the store manager.

Just a few days ago, the store manager said he wanted to open a branch and asked her to be the trainee store manager.

The salary was not low, so Jian Xiaoan gladly accepted it. If the salary doubled, she could leave the city.

Because her vampire parents are here.

It was the evening when people were getting off work, and the store was bustling with people. Jian Xiaoan was operating each process skillfully.

......

At this time, Beizhe was a little worried about Jian Xiaoan's matter, so he decided to ask her best friend Mo Baiyun.

Mo Baiyun was eating at the snack street in front of the school. She was halfway through her snail noodle dish when she received a call from Beizhe. She packed up the remaining half and hurried to school.

"Teacher Beizhe, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"What has Xiao An been busy with lately? Were you guys together yesterday?"

"Working. We were not together yesterday. She was working the whole time." Mo Baiyun took the snail noodles behind him.

This smell is really strong.

"Oh." Beizhe thought for a moment, "Is she okay? Is she in a relationship?"

"Ah? Xiao An, absolutely not. She is busy making money." Mo Baiyun said confidently.

"It's okay, go eat." Beizhe's tense expression instantly relaxed.

"Oh." Mo Baiyun didn't quite understand. He turned around and muttered, "Teacher, do you have to care so much?"

Then she called Jian Xiaoan, "Xiaoan, what are you doing?"

Jian Xiaoan was busy at the moment. She answered the call and pressed the hands-free button. She whispered, "I'm busy at the milk tea shop. I'll talk to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Xiaoan handed the prepared milk tea to the customer.

Behind the cashier counter, a little face filled with smiles was wearing a grass-green sweatshirt with a light grey apron and a black baseball cap.

Outside the door, a man in a coat sat in the car and watched every move inside.

"Mr. Fu, it's 20 minutes until seven o'clock. I'll go and bring Miss Jian over."

"Need not."

Fu Nanchen picked up the mask in his hand and put it on his face, then picked up a black baseball cap, got out of the car and walked inside.

"Welcome...to us." Jian Xiaoan's smile paused.

He walked towards her, his black coat making his 185cm height look even taller. The cool breeze blew, and his coat fluttered.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" Jian Xiaoan's big smile froze on her face, and her deep dimples gradually became shallower.

"You owed me yesterday." Fu Nanchen lowered his voice and looked at her with his eyes downcast.

"Oh, oh, I understand." Jian Xiaoan calmly opened his mobile phone, scanned his payment code while the clerk was not paying attention, and quickly checked out.

I saw her turn around and work at the operating table for a while, and soon a cup of milk tea was ready.

"Sir, your milk tea, please, walk slowly." Jian Xiaoan said the last three words while gritting his teeth.

Send him away quickly.

Fu Nanchen took the milk tea, narrowed his eyes, and turned away.

Jian Xiaoan watched his back as he left, and a message came from her cell phone: Get off work quickly.

Hurry up, today is not a holiday!

Ten minutes later, Jian Xiaoan walked out of the milk tea shop carrying her bag.

Then I saw a very eye-catching black business car parked on the side of the road.

Jian Xiaoan frowned, turned around to look at his colleagues in the store, and quickly ran towards the car door.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Fu Nanchen holding a straw and drinking milk tea with relish, with a pearl sliding through the straw from time to time.

Gulu gulu...

This is not Young Master Fu, this is clearly Fu Keai!

Wang Dabao had been looking at him like this for five minutes. Fu Nanchen became impatient and asked the baffle to be opened.

"Is it delicious?" Jian Xiaoan couldn't help but ask as she looked at his contrasting expression.

Before Fu Nanchen could answer, his big hand was already on the back of Jian Xiaoan's head, and his thin lips kissed hers.

A pearl slid into her mouth, and the sweetness filled her mouth.

"You..." Jian Xiaoan stared at him in disbelief with eyes wide open.

ill!

Fu Nanchen looked at her with ill intent, put down the milk tea in his hand, picked her up and put her on his lap.

"tasty?"

He pinched her chin, his eyes full of doting.

Today he almost didn't see Jian Xiaoan, the girl he had been looking for for more than ten years. Thinking of this, Fu Nanchen wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

It was hard to guard against. Jian Xiaoan wanted to get down, but was firmly restrained in his arms.

"Mr. Fu, please put me down. This is not a good idea." Jian Xiaoan tried to hide his inner panic.

How could she know the life and death experience the man in front of her had experienced just a few hours ago.

She thought it was just a deal between them and there was no need to go to this extent.

Fu Nanchen quickly lowered his head and buried his whole face in her neck, smelling the fragrance of her hair and the faint smell of milk tea...

"Jian Xiaoan...give me a hug..."

......