The domineering president meets her

The next day, after rounds, Ye Yiyun returned to the office, took out his cell phone and made a call.

The call was connected, and the usual indifference came from the other end: "What's the matter?"

"Shishi, where are you?"

"Company, if you have something to say, let's talk about it." The faint clicking sound of computer keyboard typing came from the other side.

"Guess what I saw?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, obviously ignoring his trick of keeping people on suspense.

Ye Yiyun had an expression of watching the fun and not minding the trouble: "Your woman was guarded by a man for a while just now."

"Why are you telling me this?"

There was no more typing sound coming from the phone, but instead there was an extremely cold and slightly hoarse voice.

Ye Yiyun shuddered, and continued to fan the flames fearlessly: "That's your woman, don't you care?"

"Of course I care!"

Ye Yiyun started gossiping: "How did you meet her in the beauty salon?"

"We just happened to meet."

Ye Yiyu didn't believe it. Which man would appear in a ladies' beauty salon?

What's more, Fu Shi, who never gets close to women and is called the living devil by girls, would never do such petty theft.

He continued to say, "Wow, let me tell you, the man guarding her is tall, handsome, and rich. He looks amazing! What if the fairy-like girl is attracted to him and becomes his lover? Then all your heroic deeds in the hotel and this time of saving the beauty would be in vain!"

"Your brain circuits can be used to write scripts."

The man's cold words were like a bucket of cold water poured over him.

They have been classmates in college for many years and have trained together in the army as officers, so they have a very close relationship.

How could Ye Yiyu not understand his personality, cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Fu Shi didn't want to say anything more to him, because he knew that he was a chatterbox: "If you really have nothing to do, just give yourself a couple of injections and take some medicine. Your mouth should have been treated long ago."

Ye Yiyun knew that he had run into his trap, but he didn't panic. He pretended to be serious and changed the subject.

"Miss Wen is fine. She can be discharged from the hospital today."

"Ah."

He continued to act stupid: "Shishi, I have two pieces of news about Miss Su. Do you want to hear good news or bad news?"

"You think I'm idle?"

"Oh, don't be like this, Shishi! I'm also very busy. I just checked the person you sent here, and it was a woman you hugged before. I called you non-stop without even saying a single nice word."

"explain."

Ye Yiyun used his old trick again and began his famous speech performance: "The good news is that your patient has recovered well and can be discharged tomorrow; the bad news is, alas..."

I pretended to sigh heavily and waited for the other party to ask further questions, but after waiting for a long time, the other party was like a mute and didn't say a word.

Hey……

This time I really sighed.

Because facing this man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, Ye Yiyun shouted to surrender.

"I'm telling you, the bad news is...she can be discharged from the hospital."

"And then?" The other side fell silent.

"I will never see such a beautiful patient again. My heart is really broken..."

"It's time to treat the brain."

After Ye Yiyun finished listening to Fu Shi's words, he was about to continue speaking when the other party hung up the phone.

He rolled his eyes speechlessly. This man has such a bad temper. No girl could stand him in the future.

snort!

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knock knock knock

"Enter."

Leng Yuan knocked on the door and came in, holding a lunch box sent by the hotel.

These two days he saw President Fu and Miss Su being close to each other. Miss Su was fine now. After he made arrangements for her and got up to go back to the company, it was almost dawn.

After washing up in the office's supporting room, I started working until now.

Looking at the dark circles under his eyelids, Leng Yuan knew that once he devoted himself to work, he would not stop until he worked overtime until late at night, and it was common for him to forget to eat.

Nine out of ten workaholics have stomach problems; the other one is about to have a stomach problem.

So, no matter what, I have to take good care of Mr. Fu. After all, he is the boss of my rice team! Look, I am destined to worry about this!

"Mr. Fu, please take a rest and enjoy your meal first." Leng Yuan arranged the meal and put away the chopsticks as he spoke.

"The hospital called just now."

Leng Yuan immediately stood up nervously.

"Miss Wen is fine. She can be discharged from the hospital today."

Seeing Leng Yuan was obviously relieved, Fu Shi stared at him thoughtfully for a while: "When did you start?"

"Uh~" He could hide it from anyone except Mr. Fu, his sharp hawk-like eyes. Leng Yuan simply and concisely recounted the matter.

"Yeah." Fu Shi smiled after listening and then went on to talk about Su Yin's situation.

"Mr. Fu, I don't understand. Why don't you explain our identities clearly to Miss Su?" Leng Yuan thought seriously.

"You'll understand later." Fu Shi came to the sink, washed his hands carefully, and dried them.

Then he walked to the coffee table and sat down slowly, "Sit down, let's eat together."

After saying that, he stopped talking, put the food into his bowl with a deep and cold breath, and lowered his head to eat.

Su Yin, I don't want you to be with me in the future, I don't want the reason that I saved you to be involved. I also don't want you to fall in love with me because of this reason!

There must be openness between you and me.

Fu Shi was thinking at this moment.

For some reason, Leng Yuan felt that his voice sounded deeper than before, as if he was hiding a lot of emotion. Fu Shi didn't want to say much, and Leng Yuan didn't ask much either. He just sat quietly beside him and had his meal together.

After getting along for a long time, Leng Yuan knows Mr. Fu's personality. He is a typical person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He just doesn't like to express himself, so he always gives people the illusion that he is superior.

Fu Shi finished the last mouthful of soup in the bowl and wiped his lips elegantly with a napkin. He slowly put down the bowl, then went to the sink to wash and dry his hands, and then returned to sit at the coffee table.

He took out his lighter and with a "click" sound, he exhaled a puff of smoke after a while.

Seeing that Leng Yuan had finished his meal, he rubbed his brows and slowly said, "Go do something for me personally tonight."

"it is good."

Leng Yuan leaned closer and listened carefully to President Fu's plan.

"Got it." Leng Yuan replied quickly.

Mr. Fu never does anything or says anything for no reason. There must be a reason why he arranges himself like this now.

"Pay attention to his movements and whereabouts, which will help the development of things." Fu Shifan ordered.

Leng Yuan paused, then said, "Okay, I understand." An Jing stood up, gently closed the door and went out.

A hint of darkness appeared in the depths of Fu Shi's eyes. This darkness emerged in the darkness, then sank, leaving no trace.