"Baby, you can decide what you want to do in the future. You don't need to ask for my opinion. Just tell me where you want to go."

I went to Shen's house to rescue her once before, and later I heard her say that she remembered her childhood.

Fu Siyan could probably guess why the little girl had to ask for his permission for everything she did.

Because when I was a child, I would be punished if I made mistakes at home.

It may not be really wrong, it is just what adults think it is wrong.

But what could a child understand? She was afraid of being beaten, locked up in a small dark room and going hungry, so she became very well-behaved and would ask for permission from adults before doing anything.

It has gradually become a habit. It was probably the same when I was with Zhou Jingxiu, and now I have brought this habit to him.

It's a good thing to tell him where she's going, so that he won't be unaware of her being kidnapped later. But there's no need to ask him so cautiously every time, as if afraid that he'll be unhappy.

If it were in line with his own mood, he would definitely hope that she wouldn't go.

He wished he could lock her up at home and keep her for himself, so that she wouldn't go out and be a sight for other men, and he wouldn't have to rack his brains every day to deal with Zhou Jingxiu's dog-skin plaster.

But she is already pitiful enough. If he restricts her freedom, she will be even more pitiful.

And the truth is, if her roommate didn't invite her to dinner, that's her roommate's problem.

But if she's called and she makes excuses not to go, that's her problem.

She said that she looked so sad when she was bullied and isolated by her classmates as a child. It was okay in the past, but now that she was with him, he just wanted to see her happy every day.

Eh? My brother means he agrees to let her go, not just this time, but also whatever she wants to do in the future?

Shen Huan was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, "Really? Anything is possible?"

Seeing her brother was so easy to talk to, Shen Huan's voice became obviously excited, but she had been bullied too many times, so she had to be more vigilant, "Then you won't keep a record of me, right?"

"What accounts are you keeping?" Fu Siyan said innocently.

"Oh, you obviously understood." Seeing that he asked even though he knew the answer, Shen Huan pouted angrily, "I'm in the classroom now, I won't talk to you anymore!"

He was so frivolous every day. I didn't want to pay attention to him. If I said a few more words, I didn't know what he would talk about. As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Huan quickly hung up the phone.

Fu Siyan: “…”

The little thing is getting bolder and bolder, and even dares to hang up on him.

Pursing his lips helplessly, Fu Siyan put down his phone and looked at the assistant driving in front.

At first, when I heard a certain gentleman calling someone "baby" all the time, I felt so jealous that my teeth almost dropped when I heard that Wen.Yao, a single dog, was a poor worker whose labor force was exploited.

He has a wife, and having a wife is not a big deal, but you have to force dog food on him.

Later, when he found out that the man had hung up the phone, Wen Yao's sour mood suddenly disappeared.

Usually this gentleman is the one who hangs up on others, and finally it is Mr. Yan's turn to be hung up on.

He wanted to laugh but he couldn't. Wen Yao was trying hard to smile when he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Seeing the man's sinister gaze cast towards him in the rearview mirror, Wen Yao shuddered and quickly pulled himself out of his gloating.

"When you get to the company later, check someone for me immediately."

As long as that cold gaze wasn't directed at him, Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who is Master Yan going to investigate?"

"What's the name of Chen Huan's roommate's new boyfriend? Oh, I think his name is Cheng Yao."

Wen Yao: “…”

He didn't believe that Mr. Yan's brain, which could remember almost everything after seeing it once, would have such a hard time remembering a name.

The "what the hell" in the front is obviously intentional.

Why is Mr. Yan so hostile to the boyfriend of the young lady's roommate? Does he want to thoroughly investigate any man who has any connection with the young lady?

Isn't this jealousy spreading a little too far?

However, as he had little influence, he dared not say anything and could only work hard and take on the extra workload brought about by his boss's jealousy.

So, after arriving at the company, Wen Yao's first thing was to investigate a person who had nothing to do with the job.

About half an hour later, I took the relevant information to the man's office.

"Master Yan, this Cheng Yao is a junior in the Journalism Department of Huaqing University. He serves as the president of the student union and is the only son of the chairman of Chengxiang Technology."

"Cheng, Xiang?" Fu Siyan frowned in disgust.

As soon as he saw the man's expression, which looked like he had eaten shit, Wen Yao could immediately guess which two words he was thinking of.

Pursing his lips, he added sheepishly, "It's the Xiang of auspiciousness."

"Oh." Fu Siyan replied indifferently, flipping through the information. "The results are okay, but I don't know if there's any fraud."

"The resume is well packaged." After flipping through the documents and not finding what he wanted to read, Fu Siyan turned his wrist and threw the documents back on the table.

"Is there any information related to his improper behavior, chaotic private life, or love history?"

Wen Yao: “…”

You're not investigating anyone, you're obviously trying to find fault.

"That's all I can find. After all, it's Chengxiang..." He originally just wanted to say an abbreviation, but suddenly felt that these two words were a bit strange, so Wen Yao awkwardly added "technology" at the end.

"After all, he's the prince of Chengxiang Technology. Even if there were any scandals, they should have been dealt with long ago."

The tip of his tongue touched his cheek, and the man's dark eyes were bottomless and deep, and no one knew what he was thinking about.