On the way back, Tang Xinai called the car, and the two sat together in the back parking space, with two or three pockets of gifts that Shan Junan bought for Shan Jinmian across the middle.

Looking at Tang Xinai's eyes from time to time fell on the toys in his pocket, and when the two of them were chatting, they talked about Tang Xinai's love for Disney toys.

"When I was in school, my family's conditions were not good, and my parents had to support me to study, and they had to send money to my grandparents to see a doctor." Tang Xinai lowered her head slightly when she said this, her long hair covered her. For most of the faces, the bustling city flashed by outside the car window, and Tang Xinai's face was either bright or dark against the lights and glazed glass. "When I have the ability to buy it, my mind will be weak instead.".

Shan Yun'an was able to sit in his current position and has a good relationship with other departments. On the one hand, his ability is one aspect, and he has also put in a lot of effort in dealing with people in the world.

Tang Xinai may have no intention of speaking, but Shan Yun'an, the "listener", has intentions.

Not to mention whether Tang Xinai had other intentions in it, just after hearing this sentence, this girl bought a lot of gifts with her, and Shan Yun'an felt that it was really a pity not to keep some things.

At this time, it happened to be approaching the hotel. Shan Yun'an was rummaging through the bag containing the toys, but the driver had already stopped nearby.

Because there is no long parking section here, the driver urged Shan Jun'an to get off the car quickly. Fortunately, before closing the car door, Shan Jun'an finally found the Mickey doll that Tang Xinai loved so much before.

When giving the Mickey doll to the other party, Tang Xinai was obviously taken aback.

Shan Yun'an can also say polite words, not to mention the people who listen to him, before Shan Yun'an finished speaking, he saw Tang Xinai who was dazed and suddenly laughed.

The pear dimples are shallow, and the smiling appearance is reflected in the night sky when the lights are on, as delicate as a beautiful porcelain doll.

People's moods are sometimes involuntarily infected by others.

Sad, happy, or other emotions.

Seeing Tang Xinai's light smile, Shan Jun'an couldn't help but smile too.

Under the dim lights, Tang Xinai put the gift in her hand on her chest and lowered her head with a smile. The warm scene caught one person's eyes, but it seemed like a thorn pierced into the heart.

"Boss Fu? Boss Fu?" Another suspicious voice came from the phone, but Fu Jinxuan looked at Shan Yun'an and Tang Xinai across the road in a daze.

Her fingers holding the phone were slightly tensed, and her bluish lips were further accentuated by the whitening of the joints.

When Shan Jun'an returned to her room, her tired calf hurt. She first took out her phone from her bag, and received several messages in a row.

Most of the time when they were playing at Disney, the signal was not good, and when the signal was good, she talked to Tang Xinai in the car again, naturally she didn't notice that the phone vibrated several times.

Shan Yun'an replied to the message, took a comfortable bath, and made a video call with her little girl.

As expected, Xiao Mianmian gave Shan Yunan a few kisses towards the screen when she saw the toy that Shan Yunan was holding up in front of the screen happily jumping up and down, and when it was picked up by Dan's mother in her arms.

"Girl, when are you coming back?" Mother Shan asked while holding Shan Jinmian.

"It should be soon." Shan Jun'an was not sure either. "The project is progressing very smoothly, I think this Sunday should be about the same."

She was "tucked" by the single mother and whispered a few words before hanging up the phone.

The next day, before Shan Jun'an met with other government personnel again, Shan Jun'an unexpectedly saw Fu Jinxuan's secretary, Zhao Yu.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you were going on your honeymoon?" Shan Yun'an looked at Zhao Yu who had been busy since he came to the clubhouse in doubt.

"It was over two days ago. Don't you have to come here quickly?" Zhao Yu is a typical northeastern girl. She has long legs, beautiful appearance, bold personality and vigorous work. She steps on high heels and goes straight to 1.8 meters, even if a man is in front of her. All quite stressful.

Fortunately, her husband is an athlete, with a height of 1.8 meters [-], otherwise ordinary people would not dare to stand beside Zhao Yu.

The relationship between Shan Yun'an and the Secretariat has always been pretty good, not to mention that the "private" relationship between Shan Yun'an and Fu Jinxuan was uncovered before, and the people in the Secretariat became more friendly towards Shan Yun'an.

As a financial supervisor, Shan Yun'an does not need to participate in "business activities" with customers from time to time. With the materials and other information provided by the partner these days, Shan Yun'an almost shuts himself in the guest room to check.

Originally, I thought I would be able to go home in two days, but unexpectedly it dragged on for a week.

One day when Shan Jun'an came to the restaurant for dinner, he saw Zhao Yu who was frowning.

"What's the matter?" Shan Yunan smiled and brought the plate to the depressed Zhao Yu.

Seeing that it was Shan Jun'an who came, Zhao Yu continued to say without energy: "Don't mention it, my head hurts from drinking these few days, and I'm still dizzy now."

"I remember you drink well, don't you?" Shan Yun'an teased.

"No matter how good the drinking capacity is, it's impossible to come here every day, let alone me, Mr. Fu and the others are almost overwhelmed."

Shan Yun'an's heart skipped a beat, pretending to be chatting. "Boss Fu drank a lot?"

"It's more than a lot?" Zhao Yu poked the broccoli on the plate that she had poked several times with a fork, and said, "I was shocked when I saw it. How about saying that Mr. Fu can take the position of the boss? The amount of alcohol is really not enough." Seemingly realizing that he was talking too much, Zhao Yu immediately changed the subject and said, "I sent Mr. Fu back last night, and her face was so pale that I'll go to Mrs. Fu this morning. Then, I found out that she has a stomach problem and has been lying on the bed."

Shan Jun'an's face changed slightly, she lowered her eyes and pretended not to care, and used a fork to fork the lamb chops on the plate. "Has she taken any medicine?"

"I ate it, but it didn't look any better."

"Very serious?"

"Not lightly." Zhao Yu said listlessly. "Who else can stand white wine and red wine every day? I just ordered millet porridge from the restaurant, as well as light dishes, and I will deliver it to Mr. Fu in a while."

The two of them didn't speak for a while, Zhao Yun was too tired to talk, and Shan Yun'an was in a state of mind.

At this moment, Zhao Zhi's cell phone rang, and seeing that it was Zheng Zhilin's call, Zhao Zhi hurriedly answered it.

"Hey, Mr. Zheng, it's..."

The lamb chops, which were still delicious, suddenly lost their appetite, and Shan Yun was eating in peace.

Fu Jinxuan had a bad stomach when she was a child.

If you don't take care of your body when you grow up, it's no wonder your stomach is healthy.

On the one hand, she was angry at Fu Jinxuan for not cherishing her, and on the other hand, she was angry at herself for not being up to date for why she always wanted Fu Jinxuan.

If Zhao Yu didn't speak suddenly, Shan Jun'an didn't know how long he would be in a daze.

"Jun'an, do me a favor. Boss Zheng suddenly arranged something for me. I have to go there quickly. After the restaurant has finished the porridge in a while, you can help me deliver it to Boss Fu."

Seeing Zhao Yu's appearance, it seemed that the matter was in a hurry. The girl put the key card of Fu Jinxuan's temporary room behind the dining table, and left in a hurry.

Shan Jun'an: "..."

When standing in front of Fu Jinxuan's room with warm millet porridge and a few plates of green vegetables, Shan Jun'an didn't know what expression to put on.

No one came to answer the door when I rang the doorbell, as expected.

Probably because he knew this, Zhao Yu gave her the temporary room card.

The door was opened smoothly, the corridor and the living room were dark, and the curtains blocked all the light.Glancing at the bathroom, Shan Jun'an paused for a while before walking into the bathroom. The messy mouthwash and toiletries were all over the floor, and the smell of vomiting after drinking made Shan Jun'an's face colorful.

Shan Jun'an called the front desk and had someone come over to clean up before heading to the bedroom.

Fu Jinxuan must have looked at her with a look of impatience and no good looks.

Shan Yun'an was even thinking about other things when he pushed open the bedroom door with a dull face.

For example, there is no sour smell in the bedroom. There are fluffy purple dresses, high-heeled shoes, and business blouses lying on the carpet. For example, the heavy curtains block the light from the window, which is much darker than the living room.

There is a small bump on the bed, no need to guess who it is.

Several bottles of medicine were tilted by the bedside, and the pills were scattered all over the floor.

Because the light in the room was too dark, I couldn't see what Fu Jinxuan looked like at this time, but just because the other party was buried in the bedding and her hair was scattered on the bed, it seemed miserable as if she had suffered a catastrophe Same.

Putting the millet porridge aside, Shan Jun'an turned on a small lamp at the head of the bed to light up a corner of the bed.

Fu Jinxuan closed her eyes, her brows were blackened, her face was pale, and even her lips were slightly pale.

It seemed that because the head of the bed was slightly illuminated, Fu Jinxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she narrowed her eyes weakly after a while.

The spasm of stomach pain obviously made Fu Jinxuan have little strength to raise her eyes. She couldn't see who was standing in front of her. The dim room and blurred vision made her mistakenly think that someone was going to get her porridge from the restaurant not long ago. Zhao mushroom.

Fortunately, she has a good sense of smell, so she can smell the faint fragrance of millet porridge.

I can't tell whether my stomach is hungry or cramped, but I have no appetite at all.

"You go."

Fu Jinxuan's voice was slightly hoarse, and the thin and half voice was slowly spit out from her mouth.

Originally, with Fu Jinxuan's character, she didn't say anything but just this one sentence to end her confession, but she was in so much pain that even her head hurt like "booing".

She mistook it for Zhao Yong, and planned to let him go back to rest, but she only said one word to let him go and stopped talking. The hands buried under the quilt tightly bound her stomach, and she curled up even more, with her head twisted. Almost all hid in the quilt.

But Shan Jun'an didn't know.

From her point of view, the other party had already opened his eyes and saw her. Fu Jinxuan said this because he didn't want to see her.

Looking at Fu Jinxuan's appearance, it seemed that she didn't even bother to drink porridge.

Obviously, she heard the sound of the other party's stomach growling just now.

His heart cooled down little by little, and the powerlessness rising from the bottom of his heart and the sadness on the vine made Shan Yun'an almost stiff in embarrassment.

She raised the corners of her mouth in self-deprecating, turned and left, but her hands froze when she put her hands on the doorknob.

After all, he still spoke without giving up.

"Fu Jinxuan, I know..." Shan Yun'an paused, and stopped the phrase 'I don't want to see me' that followed.

Although Shan Yun'an knew it well, she found that when she admitted it, she was extremely dry.

Fu Jinxuan didn't care whether "Zhao Yu" left or not, until she heard a familiar voice, she paused, and opened her eyes in a daze.

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