Chapter 5 Are you hiding from me?

Fu Quezhou also noticed him and smiled at him, but that smile made Su Yumian feel cold both physically and mentally. He stood at the door and didn't dare to take another step forward.

Why does Fu Quezhou come to the company so early? He usually comes at a very late hour.

Since there are fewer people around now, can he just skip work?

Just as this thought came to mind, an impatient voice came from behind: "Yu Mian, aren't you going in?"

"Oh, sorry..." Su Yumian moved aside.

The colleague behind him was talking on the phone. When he missed Su Yumian, he rolled his eyes at him and then walked into the conference hall while talking on the phone.

Su Yumian stared at where Fu Quezhou was, and her stomach suddenly churned.

I'm going to vomit!

“Hmm!”

He quickly covered his mouth and ran to the toilet.

As soon as he entered the cubicle, he didn't have time to lock the door, so he lay down beside the toilet and vomited violently. However, he hadn't eaten anything in the past two days, and all he vomited was bitter water.

Tears of fear fell like beads from a broken string, and his body couldn't stop shaking. After what happened last Friday, he would have a physiological reaction whenever he saw Fu Quezhou.

Not long after, the alarm clock rang. He staggered to his feet and went to the sink to wash his face.

Staring at his haggard self in the mirror, he smiled bitterly and comforted himself in his heart: It doesn't matter, just pretend not to know him. There are so many people in the conference hall, no matter how crazy he gets, he won't dare to do anything wrong.

"Su Yumian, you can't escape anyway, so just go in now and find a corner..." he said to the person in the mirror.

Arriving at the door of the conference hall, he took a deep breath, lowered his head and walked quickly towards the corner.

The moment he appeared, Fu Quezhou saw him. Seeing that he didn't dare to look at him as if he was avoiding the plague god, he grinned and sneered, which was interesting.

"Wow! The sun is rising from the west today. Professor Fu, you came quite early today. What happened?"

Lin Huan from the Cultural Relics Restoration Department was surprised to see that the checkpoint master had arrived so early and couldn't help but tease him.

Hearing this, Fu Quezhou propped up his head with one hand, glanced in the direction of Su Yumian, and said meaningfully: "Nothing, because I encountered something last week."

Lin Huan was immediately interested when he heard this. Seeing his cheerful face, he quickly walked over to him and sat down, gossiping, "You look like you've found a treasure. Can you tell me about it?"

"Oh~that's it..." He paused and tilted his head slightly to observe Su Yumian's reaction.

If everyone in the company knew that he had done something to Su Yumian yesterday, how would they look at him?

It will definitely be exciting then.

He stroked his chin and muttered softly, "Ah~ I really want to see him begging me."

"What did you say?" Lin Huan didn't hear clearly.

Seeing Su Yumian looking like a wronged puppy, he tutted his lips, looked away and said, "Nothing."

"Tsk, stop talking halfway..."

"Quiet, let's start the meeting now."

“…”

Su Yumian didn't hear a single word of what was said in the meeting. This period of time felt like a year to him.

As soon as the supervisor said to adjourn the meeting, he was the first to rush out of the conference hall, but was stopped by the supervisor.

"Yu Mian, wait a moment."

The supervisor was a bald, middle-aged man with a potbelly. He rolled his glasses and said, "I have something to tell your specimen restoration department."

Su Yumian was dragged down and couldn't leave now.

As they watched, most of the people in the conference hall had left, leaving only the four people from their specimen restoration department and Fu Quezhou.

At this time, Fu Quezhou walked towards them. Su Yumian instinctively became nervous and lowered her head slightly to avoid his gaze.

Fu Quezhou came up to the supervisor and greeted him, "Manager Tang."

Tang Zhen, who had been bossing Su Yumian and the others around, immediately changed his attitude when facing Fu Quezhou.

Nodding and bowing, showing his flattery: "Professor Fu, are you leaving?"

Fu Quezhou's gaze slowly shifted to Su Yumian, and he said lightly: "Hmm..."

"Then take your time. Come to my place later and we can talk."

"Besides, I'm leaving first."

As he spoke, he brushed past Su Yumian and gently stroked the back of Su Yumian's slightly trembling hand with his lowered hand.

Su Yumian's body stiffened, and he could still hear Fu Quezhou's chuckle in his ears.

"Boss, what did you say was the matter?" asked Li He from the same department.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about this." Tang Zhen slapped his forehead and said, "There's a two-week lecture at Southwest University about specimen restoration. Who in your department is willing to go?"

Upon hearing that it was a tough job, Li He, who was always observant of others' expressions, hurriedly said, "Boss, I want to go too, but I still have two cases to deal with, so I really can't get away."

As soon as Li He finished speaking, Huang Tao and Zhang Yang followed suit and declined on the grounds that they were busy.

Helpless, Tang Zhen had to look at Su Yumian, "Then you're the only one left. Don't say you have a case and you're busy."

"I have time, I'll go." This was a good opportunity to escape from Fu Quezhou, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"good!"

Tang Zhen patted him on the shoulder and praised him, "I really didn't make a mistake in choosing you. When you come back this time, I'll report this to the higher-ups and I'll definitely give you a raise."

The other three were stunned when they heard this: "Supervisor, why didn't you tell us about the salary increase in advance?"

"Well, I asked you, and it was you who didn't want to go..."

"Supervisor~"

Several people walked and made noise, and Su Yumian was the only one left in the conference hall.

It doesn't matter whether he gets paid or not, he just wants a chance to catch his breath.

He locked himself in the repair room for the rest of the time, and when he occasionally went out, he deliberately avoided running into Fu Quezhou. Throughout the whole day, there was no chance for them to meet.

Everything was fine until the end of the get off work day. As long as I left the company and returned home, I was completely safe.

Because he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't look ahead, he bumped into someone unexpectedly, and his nose hit the other person's chest. He gasped in pain, and his phone also hit the ground, with a corner of the screen broken.

"Uh…my phone!"

He was already extremely poor, and now his cell phone was broken. How could he be so unlucky?

He squatted down to pick up the phone, but the next second, a foot wearing black leather shoes reached out, stepped on his hand, and exerted force secretly.

"Well…!"

"Su Yumian, I heard that you accepted the assignment to give a lecture at Southwest University?"

A familiar cold voice sounded above his head, causing Su Yumian to shiver instinctively.

He looked up suddenly and saw Fu Quezhou staring at him calmly.

"Fu, Fu Quezhou..."

"Yes, it's me."

Fu Quezhou lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping from Su Yumian's face to his neck, where there were still kiss marks left by him.

"What are you standing there for? Answer me."

He retracted his foot and extended his hand towards Su Yumian: "Mianmian, get up."

He originally wanted to help him up, but in Su Yumian's eyes, his outstretched big hand became a hook that could lock his soul, and he was so scared that he fell to the ground.

When Fu Quezhou saw this, his eyes subconsciously turned cold, and he sneered, "Su Yumian, are you avoiding me?"

"No, I didn't..." Although he said this, the resistance shown by his body could not be faked.

Fu Quezhou was furious. He took a step forward and grabbed Su Yumian's collar, saying coldly, "Get up. We still have a lot to talk about. Don't force me to slap you here."

If you follow him, you can imagine what will happen next.

So Su Yumian struggled hard: "No, no, don't..."

"If you don't want to be beaten, stop looking like you're dying!" Fu Quezhou bit his cheek tightly and tried his best to endure it. It was obvious that he was on the verge of anger.