Quick Wear: Why did the male protagonist fall in love with the vicious villain again?

Bai Chao blinked, suddenly stood up and tried to slip away, but was blocked by the man.

"You haven't eaten for nearly a week." Fu Guiyan said coldly, "You don't have anorexia, so why don't you want to eat?"

"An An..." There was a hint of grievance in Bai Chao's voice.

Fu Guiyan: "..."

He said coldly: "You must eat today anyway, otherwise..."

Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Fu Guiyan was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have overlooked some details before...

Bai Chao indeed only said these two words during this period.

But this person has never called this name to anyone else since he woke up...

Fu Guiyan looked at Bai Chao in a daze.

He... is calling him?

Bai Chao puffed up his cheeks and turned his head away angrily, as if he didn't want to listen to him.

"..."Fu Guiyan pulled people to the dining table, went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, and quickly brought it to Bai Chao.

He scowled and picked up the chopsticks again to feed him.

Bai Chao looked at him and asked again.

"An'an?"

Fu Guiyan was silent for a while before he murmured, "... Yeah."

Bai Chao sucked up all the noodles on his chopsticks in one gulp.

Fu Guiyan watched as he not only ate the food peacefully without vomiting, but also continued to open his mouth waiting to be fed.

Fu Guiyan: “…………”

His breathing stagnated for a moment, and there was some disbelief in his eyes.

"Are you unable to eat because you don't recognize my name?" There was a chill in Fu Guiyan's voice.

A trace of guilt flashed across Bai Chao's round eyes.

"..."

Fu Guiyan almost broke the chopsticks.

But Bai Chao was still staring at the noodles in the bowl, as if he was extremely hungry, and he shouted again: "An An!"

Fu Guiyan: "..."

He froze for a moment holding the bowl, but finally resigned himself to picking up the chopsticks.

The bowl of noodles was quickly empty, not even the soup was left.

Bai Chao patted his belly with satisfaction and left.

Fu Guiyan was left sitting there alone, staring at the empty bowl expressionlessly.

The housewife just came out to do some work and was startled when she saw someone in the living room. She got closer to see the person clearly and she cried out in pain.

"Mr. Fu, you're back? I'll make breakfast now."

"..."

Fu Guiyan slammed the empty bowl on the table, stood up, and his voice became cold.

"No, I can't eat."

In the next few days, Bai Chao finally began to be willing to eat on his own initiative, but the prerequisite was that Fu Guiyan had to respond to him first and call An An, and she must agree, otherwise she would not eat.

If Fu Guiyan is not at home, I will call him and say hello before dinner.

Fu Guiyan, who had just come out of the company and was about to visit Mr. Song, received another call from his aunt at home.

"..."

Fu Guiyan got in the car and answered the phone with a cold expression.

"An An!"

"..."Fu Guiyan's temple twitched.

After waiting for a long time without hearing any sound, the person on the other side asked in confusion: "An An?"

"Um……"

As soon as Fu Guiyan spoke, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

Fu Guiyan: "..."

It's like a tool to greet you every day...

But at night, he was busy as usual and went home very late. But when he just opened the door, he was suddenly rushed into the arms of someone.

"An An, are you back?"

Fu Guiyan was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw the sparkling eyes of the person in his arms.

Auntie stood beside him with a smile on her face: "Boss Fu, Master Zhou is in much better condition today."

"..."

Fu Guiyan's expression lightened up a little.

Finally, I won’t just repeat those two words anymore.

But... I must change this colloquialism in the future!

Fu Guiyan was blocked and unable to move, so he just picked the person up and walked forward.

"Did he eat today?"

Auntie smiled and said: "I ate it! I ate three bowls of rice in the evening."

"..." Fu Guiyan put the man on the stairs and touched his stomach. "Give him a normal amount of food in the future. Don't indulge him. He is still recovering, so every meal is nutritious enough."

"Oh, okay, okay, Mr. Fu."

Bai Chao tugged at his sleeve: "It's delicious. I want to eat it."

Fu Guiyan looked at him and said, "You can eat it, but be moderate."

Bai Chao nodded seriously: "Yeah!"

A hint of tenderness appeared in Fu Guiyan's eyes.

"Go back to sleep."

Bai Chao was very obedient: "Good night!"

Fu Guiyan: "..."

As Mr. Song regained consciousness, the turmoil within the Song family also came to a halt.

Mr. Song did not choose to make Song Qian's evil deeds public because it would affect the group's stock price. Only a small number of senior executives knew what happened.

Both Song Qian'an and Song Xin were brought to court for trial. Song Xin's father only hired a lawyer for his daughter, and after doing his best, he refused to acknowledge his daughter anymore.

After this incident, Mr. Song was exhausted both physically and mentally, looked much older, and no longer had the energy to manage the group. He prepared to step down and officially announced that the future of the Song Group would be taken over by Fu Guiyan.

Half a month later, Fu Guiyan became the new chairman of the Song Group without any dispute.

After this busy period, Fu Guiyan can finally go home at a normal time.

In the evening, when Fu Guiyan returned, it was not yet time for dinner, and he saw Bai Chao sitting at the dining table, looking eagerly at the kitchen.

Fu Guiyan coughed. Bai Chao was stunned. When he turned around and saw him, his face was full of surprise.

"An An!"

Fu Guiyan: "..."

I haven't had time to correct him recently, but starting today he must change this way of speaking.

Bai Chao left his chair and jumped directly into his arms. He raised his head and was about to open his mouth, but a big hand covered his mouth.

Bai Chao blinked: "Hmm?"

Fu Guiyan said in a deep voice: "Don't call me An'an anymore."

Bai Chao looked at him unhappily: "Mmmmm!"

"No means no."

"Um!"

"You can call me by any other name and I will answer."

"Well?"

Fu Guiyan removed his hand, his voice suddenly becoming a little hoarse: "From now on you can call me... Yan... Yan..."

Bai Chao hesitated for a long time, then stammered, "Yan Yan?"

His voice was a little soft, with a slight rise at the end.

Fu Guiyan was stunned.

He looked down into his eyes and a sense of familiarity arose.

"Call again."

Bai Chao puffed up his cheeks again and said unhappily: "No."

Fu Guiyan reached out and touched his soft hair, and said softly: "Call me again, okay?"

"..." Bai Chao paused and turned his head away, "Yan Yan."

"..."

[Ding——Task progress: 92%]

001 cried out: "Host, host! The progress bar has gone up again!"

"Oh."

Bai Chao's tone in his heart was somewhat indifferent. The aunt had already come out to serve the dishes. He turned around and walked towards the table where the dishes had been served. The area behind his ears, which was covered by his hair, was slightly red.