Chapter 36 09.09/It’s the second update. Are you looking for my brother?

The competition process went smoothly, and they even only stayed in London for two days before moving on to Italy.

Fan Tingnian Studio's activities are mainly based in two locations, one in Milan, where Fan Tingnian lives, and the other in London.

There was some work that needed to be completed in the London studio recently, so most of the staff who came with them stayed here, and only a few followed them back to Italy. One of them was the woman who sat next to Chu Song on the way here.

On the way from London to Milan, the two chatted a lot.

The other person's name was Zhang Wei. Due to the nature of her work, she had to travel frequently between Milan and China. Along the way, she told Chu Song some interesting stories about her work. The two had a great chat and even added each other on WeChat before getting off the plane.

After getting off the plane, Chu Song was "assigned" to ride in the same car with Fan Tingnian.

When Shu Ang heard this, he looked up at Fan Tingnian with a little surprise, and then glanced at Chu Song beside him.

Fan Tingnian is a mysophobia and a fussy person. If his car didn't need a driver, he might not even have a driver.

The weather was a bit cool today, and the man wore a thin, long black trench coat that reached his calves. He raised his eyes slightly, his gaze landing on Chu Song. He explained to Shu Ang casually, "I need her to report to me on the design direction for the studio's next items."

Chu Song stood behind Shu Ang and looked back.

She doesn’t believe it!!

Most of the studio's drawings have been completed, and in less than a month, Chu Song will be able to finish his work and leave.

Shu Ang admired Chu Song's work ability very much, but since her design team needed to go through layers of screening when recruiting people, she temporarily gave up the idea of ​​letting Chu Song stay and work.

However, we can also report it to Fan Tingnian at that time. Since he can recommend Chu Song's team to participate in the competition, he should not be averse to her. Maybe he will make an exception and keep her in the work team, and he will allow it.

Thinking of this, Shu Ang bowed and nodded: "Then I and the other staff will take the two cars at the back."

Fan Tingnian nodded: "Yeah."

After getting in the car, before Chu Song even sat down, he saw Fan Tingnian lower the partition between the back seat and the front row.

!!

She didn't know what he was up to, but fearing the driver might misunderstand, she quickly chimed in, "You feel the subsequent design drawings are more private, so you want me to report to you alone, right? Okay, I'll report to you now."

Fan Tingnian glanced over, his brown-green eyes were deep, as if signaling her to continue acting.

"..." Chu Song actually felt a little sorry for Fan Tingnian. He had helped her a lot, but she had been hiding their "intimate relationship" all along.

With the tailgate fully raised, the rear compartment suddenly becomes more private.

Fan Tingnian pulled her hand and opened his arms to her: "Come sit here?"

Chu Song glanced at him from head to toe. "Sit over there?" "Where?" "On his lap?" "We're still in the car."

Chu Song leaned back a little and quickly shook his head: "No..."

Before she could finish her words, someone grabbed her legs and carried her away.

She was wearing a beige turtleneck sweater. Fan Tingnian placed her on his lap and used his other hand to pull the collar down a little to expose her chin.

She has a typical oval face. Although her face is small, her chin is not too pointed. She has subtle dimples on her cheeks, and her smile is very sweet.

Chu Song glanced forward again, quickly grasped his wrist, and whispered, "Just like this...just hug like this, you can't kiss in the car."

She has been spending a lot of time with Fan Tingnian recently and has gotten to know him a little bit. He relies on his high IQ to know everything, giving people the feeling that he has no sense of shame because of his high intelligence.

For example, right now, he was rubbing her knee with his right hand, a slightly confused expression on his face. He looked straight at her and explained, "The fender has a noise reduction function, and the driver's seat is also equipped with a jammer. Whether it's a kiss or that strange sound in your head, the front can't hear it. Even if you speak loudly, the driver will be disturbed by the jammer and hear only noise."

Chu Song's heart skipped a beat, and he grasped the key words in his words: "What do you mean by the strange voice in my head?"

Looking at each other closely, Chu Song could feel his sculpted features more clearly. The sunlight falling on his pupils made his eyes look more like gemstones.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the man gently stroked her face with his long fingers, hooked open her collar, lowered his head and gently bit her neck. Chu Song couldn't help but moan.

He bit it, then pressed his lips against hers soothingly, then kissed her. He then helped her pull her collar back up, his voice a little hoarse: "I mean this sound."

Chu Song felt a little bit of his bite, took a deep breath, tilted his head to the side, and then turned around with his chin pinched by him.

He looked into her eyes and asked her bluntly, "Isn't this the sound you were thinking of just now?"

Chu Song pushed away his hand that was pinching her chin, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Do you have any sense of shame..."

The man let go of her and leaned back. Chu Song glanced at his expression. He had a calm look and his eyes were indifferent as he stared at her with a nonchalant expression.

Chu Song was certain that he really had no sense of shame.

Fan Tingnian's home in Milan is a manor, which is no different from the one in China, except that the building is not as tall as the castle in China, but the area of ​​the manor is a little larger.

Fan Tingnian has his own separate building, and he arranged for all the staff he brought with him to live in this building.

Shu Ang felt strange about many of Fan Tingnian's actions during this trip. Fan Tingnian didn't like others to intrude into his private space, so he originally lived in this building alone.

Although the building has five floors and each floor has more than a dozen rooms, before, apart from him, there were only a few servants living on the first floor.

Although there were not many staff members accompanying them, there were about twenty of them. If they all stayed there, they would occupy at least two floors.

"It's okay. I have some work to do recently and I need to use you."

Wan Ting didn't come along, so Shu Ang was in charge of all the arrangements. She pondered for a moment, then bowed to Fan Tingnian, "Okay, sir. I understand."

Chu Song stood behind several staff members and saw Shu Ang respond to Fan Tingnian's words. Then he heard Fan Tingnian say, "I live on the fifth floor. You don't all have to squeeze into the second and third floors. Choose some people to live on the fourth floor."

Shuang: "Okay."

Fan Tingnian looked over and said, "Chu Song, you and I both live on the fourth floor."

Shuang: "Okay."

Because of the arrival of the accompanying staff, some servants were added to Fan Tingnian's building, and it was really too crowded to live on the second and third floors. Shu Ang chose Chu Song and two other staff members to live with her on the fourth floor.

Living on the fourth floor with him was Zhang Wei, who had become friends with Chu Song on the way here.

In the evening, Chu Song carried his luggage to the room. He had just packed his clothes and sat on the sofa to catch his breath when he received a call from Fan Tingnian.

She took off her coat with one hand, picked up her phone, opened it, and said softly, "Hello?"

Fan Tingnian had just come out of the bathroom. When he heard her voice, he walked to the window and sat down on the sofa: "Which room do you live in?"

Chu Song tucked his phone under his shoulder. After packing up, he suddenly felt a little hungry. "The second room on the east side."

"By the stairs?" the man asked from the other side.

Chu Song nodded, finally took off his coat, and nestled back comfortably on the sofa: "Yes."

"Would you like to come see me tonight?"

After landing at the airport, we drove to the manor where Fan Tingnian's mother lived. A car picked us up all the way. The car entered from the gate of the manor and it took ten minutes to drive to the front of the building.

The manor was as big as one could imagine, including the ceiling she was looking at while lying on her back, which was the same as the place where Fan Tingnian lived in China. She suspected that any piece she picked up from the crystal chandelier would be a gem.

She once again felt the gap between her and Fan Tingnian.

She was silent for a moment, still feeling a vague sense of loss in her heart: "...No, isn't there a surveillance camera in your house?"

"I can shut them down."

“…” Forgot that he was a real young master.

Chu Song rubbed his hair and lay back on the sofa, shaking off the slight sense of loss from his heart. He said softly, "Let's see later that night... I'm a little hungry now, I want to go downstairs to eat first."

Fan Tingnian raised his hand to check the time and slightly loosened the collar of his bathrobe. It was just seven o'clock, and it was indeed time for dinner, but he was thinking of her again.

He hooked his left index finger around the purple hair tie on his wrist and imagined it tying her wrist.

"Yeah." The person on the other side responded softly.

Chu Song thought about it, lowered his voice and asked, "Or do you want to eat with me?"

After waiting for a while, Fan Tingnian said, "Go ahead. I still have some work to do."

Chu Song murmured "Oh" softly: "Then I'll go eat first."

"Well, I'll come find you later."

To the right of the building where I live, across the small garden, there is a three-story building with two restaurants on the first floor.

When it was evening, Shu Ang told her that they would come here to eat every day from now on.

It was past seven o'clock, which was lunchtime, but there weren't many people here.

It is understandable that the floor area ratio of this place is very low, with more green areas and fewer buildings. Moreover, some of these buildings should be empty and not many people actually live there.

It was too late and Chu Song didn't want to eat too much, so he chose some fish and salad.

She was still reading the news about the competition while eating, analyzing several cases, and still wrote a short essay for each one and posted it in the competition team group.

She hasn't told anyone in the group that she was recommended to participate in the competition thanks to Fan Tingnian. Of course, the people in the museum don't know either. She wants to wait until the review is over and everything is settled before telling everyone.

Around eight o'clock, she finished her meal, drank the soup in her bowl, and got up to walk out of the restaurant.

At night, the weather was cooler, so she walked out of the restaurant and wrapped herself in a sweater.

The scenery abroad is different from that in China, and it is more primitive. When she passed through the small garden again, she suddenly felt that this place pursued primitiveness too much, so there was too little lighting. This garden was the same, with only some spherical lights scattered on the lawn, and the lighting was insufficient.

Just as she was halfway through the garden and walking down the cobblestone path, she saw a servant passing by not far away and saw a man on the road diagonally in front of her.

The light was too dim and the man was facing sideways towards her, so she couldn't see him clearly at first glance and thought it was Fan Tingnian.

Spending so much time with Fan Tingnian, she relaxed. Her tone rose slightly, and she was pleasantly surprised. "Fan Tingnian? Are you here to pick me up?"

When she finished speaking, the boy paused for a moment, then he turned around and Chu Song saw his face clearly.

He does look a lot like Fan Tingnian, but maybe because his father is also Italian, his facial features are more exotic than Fan Tingnian's. He was wearing a dark gray shirt, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, and was talking to the other person in Italian.

Chu Song realized that he had made a mistake and quickly bowed to apologize: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

I don't know what the boy said to the other end of the phone. After two sentences, he hung up, looked over, and said in standard Chinese: "Are you looking for my brother?"

Chu Song was startled, remembering that he had just called Fan Tingnian's name: "Yes..."

The boy has the same beautiful brown-green eyes, but the green is lighter and more vibrant.

He stared at Chu Song for a moment, then suddenly smiled, with a hint of ill will mixed in. "But why are you calling my brother by his first name?"

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