She thought he wouldn't hold it against her, but to her surprise, Gu Yuan acted out of character and reverted to his old domineering and sharp-tongued CEO persona. He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Waiter, bring me another pair of chopsticks!"

Fu Hange almost spat out her food. Although that was how she said it, it sounded a little strange coming from Gu Yuan's mouth.

The waiter respectfully added the food to his bowl, but seeing Gu Yuan's gloomy face, he was so frightened that he immediately closed the door and left.

Fu Hange didn't say anything more, watching Gu Yuan pick up the food in front of him, put it in his mouth, chew a few times, and then spit it out: "How can you eat something so awful? It's cold."

Fu Hange sighed, picked up another piece of what Gu Yuan had just picked up and put it in her mouth, saying indistinctly, "I deliberately asked them to make dishes that don't take a long time to prepare. We still have to discuss cooperation this afternoon, and making a big table would be both wasteful and a waste of time."

Gu Yuan was speechless and put down his chopsticks with a cold face.

Fu Hange ignored him and ate leisurely. However, Gu Yuan's refusal to eat was understandable; after all, he had just vomited so much, it would be strange if he could eat anything now.

After the meal, Fu Hange leaned back in her chair and, mimicking Gu Yuan, ordered, "Pay the bill."

Gu Yuan sat opposite Fu Hange with his legs crossed, took out a card, slammed it on the table, and left.

The weather outside was unpredictable; a wind had suddenly picked up, causing Fu Hange to hug herself. It was already September, and while the morning air was sweltering, dark clouds had gathered. Autumn had arrived so quickly.

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared outside, and a torrential downpour began unexpectedly. Everyone on the street was soaked to the bone, including Fu Hange. The rain came quickly, sweeping across the area in just a few minutes.

Fu Hange clutched her head and ran desperately back to the car. Her vision was blurred by the water droplets, and in her confusion, she felt as if a pair of large hands, just like last time, were pulling her back. Her pants were soaked and clung to her legs, making it difficult for Fu Hange to take a step.

Striving to keep up with Gu Yuan's pace, she finally ran back to the car. This time, Fu Hange was very unruly and ran to Gu Yuan's back seat first, forcing Gu Yuan to drive himself.

Gu Yuan sat in the driver's seat, shaking the water off his head: "I really shouldn't have saved you just now."

Fu Hange chuckled to herself from behind. She was only wearing one piece of clothing, and there was no way she could take it off, so she could only wear it very uncomfortablely.

She tidied her wet hair: "Where are we going?"

Gu Yuan didn't speak. Fu Hange saw in the rearview mirror that he was also soaked to the bone, and she was secretly delighted. His face was also misty, and his eyes were as sharp as ever, but they were still undeniably handsome.

The rain was still falling outside the car, and the incessant sound of rushing water accompanied them throughout the drive until Gu Yuan drove to the hotel parking lot.

The two walked to the counter, and the saleswoman looked at them differently.

Fu Hange couldn't quite describe her feeling; it was a polite yet disdainful expression.

Gu Yuan took out a card: "Two rooms."

The young lady's previous expression vanished instantly, and she immediately changed her attitude to be extremely respectful: "Yes, sir."

Fu Hange had to admit that having a card meant she could do whatever she wanted. Their clothes were still wet, and the two of them wandered around the hall in their soaking wet clothes.

Fu Hange didn't feel awkward, only that the clothes were uncomfortable. But Gu Yuan wasn't like that; he glared back at everyone who stared at him, and kept his card in his hand the whole time.

She had just reached the door and was about to ask Gu Yuan when he was going back, but he had already slammed the door shut before her.