Chapter 17: People will despise you if you throw it on the street!

Fu Sinian raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Gu Xiangsi, haven't you done enough to make me angry?"

After the words were spoken, the air felt a little thick.

Gu Xiangsi bit her lower lip, knowing that she couldn't get an answer, so she could only turn her gaze to the plate.

The pumpkin porridge had been pushed in front of him, with a few wolfberries floating on the porridge.

"Auntie is a nice person. She said pumpkin porridge is the best drink for drunkards."

Fu Sinian withdrew his hand and continued to eat slowly.

Gu Xiangsi held the bowl, and the moment she scooped it up with a wooden spoon, the familiar sweet aroma hit her face.

Memories flooded back, and she blurted out, "Did you stew this?"

Fu Sinian paused holding his fork, "I'm free?"

Gu Xiangsi was choked by the retort.

I had no choice but to lower my head and take a sip of porridge. The warmth on the tip of my tongue spread to my heart.

The burnt aroma and the small amount of sugar used clearly showed that he made it.

"Thank you." Gu Xiangsi said in a low voice.

She thought she would never be able to taste this flavor again in her life.

Fu Sinian rested his elbows on the dining table, staring intently at Gu Xiangsi as she drank the pumpkin porridge in small sips.

He didn't look away until the empty bowl was put down. "Gu Xiangsi, your thanks are cheaper than plain water. But it doesn't matter. You've just incurred a new debt."

"What?"

She looked up suddenly.

He pointed casually with his slender finger, and the wrinkled shirt in the bamboo basket at the laundry room door was particularly eye-catching. "You vomited all over me last night. This custom-made shirt cost 100,000."

Gu Xiangsi's face suddenly changed, and his fingertips subconsciously pressed on his temples.

Fragments of memory flashed through her mind, and she frantically explained, "I really didn't mean to..."

"So from today on, I'm your biggest creditor." Fu Sinian tapped the table with his fingers. "I want a custom-ordered shirt."

She opened her mouth suspiciously, but ultimately didn't ask, "Will you really wear the clothes I bought you?"

Before she could speak, Fu Sinian's face suddenly darkened: "Do you remember who drugged you?"

"It's...Sun Shangxiang."

It seems the brain is still there.

"If it weren't for me, what would have happened to you now?" Fu Sinian approached, the cold wood fragrance on his body carrying an oppressive feeling. "I am not only your creditor, but also your savior."

"Who knows if you did it last night..." Gu Xiangsi muttered to himself, before he could finish the word.

"What did you say?"

Fu Sinian was so angry that he laughed, "So in your eyes, I, Fu Sinian, am the kind of person who takes advantage of others? You look so drunk, if you were thrown on the street, people would just look down on you..."

"You..." Gu Xiangsi's face flushed.

Gu Xiangsi's heart trembled at the anger that surged in Fu Sinian's eyes.

Shouldn't he hate her? Why is he still angry? Shouldn't he be gloating?

Just as I was daydreaming, my cell phone rang.

"Hello!"

"Is this Miss Gu Xiangsi? We are from the Zhao Group. You have passed the initial interview. Would you be able to bring your design drawings to discuss the concept with the Director? If all goes well, you can start work directly."

"Really? Thank you so much! I'll bring the pictures over this afternoon!"

After hanging up the phone, she was shocked to realize that the air pressure in the restaurant had dropped suddenly.

Fu Sinian's lips curled up in a half-smile, his gaze like an ice-hardened blade. "As someone who once..."

He paused deliberately, and with the corner of his eye he accurately caught the sight of the man opposite him suddenly tightening his fist, his knuckles turning white.

"Alumni." He slowly completed the title, the ending tone was light but carried an unquestionable sense of oppression.

"And as for your current creditors, I can give you a job, a respectable one."

Gu Xiangsi almost blurted out a retort, going to your company is like a sheep walking into a wolf's mouth.

"No need to trouble Mr. Fu." Gu Xiangsi refused.

"Gu Xiangsi." Fu Sinian leaned forward, the chill around him almost condensing into substance. "You will agree."

"Mr. Fu." Gu Xiangsi clenched her phone tightly, her fingertips turning white. "Thank you for your help yesterday, and for breakfast...thank you very much too."

She lowered her eyes and stared at the lavender skirt on her body. "How much is this skirt? I'll transfer the money to you."

Fu Sinian raised the corner of his lips in a playful manner: "Want to return it?"

"Let's round it up to 10 million."

Gu Xiangsi twitched her lips. Is it too late for her to take it off now?

Glancing at the leather notebook on the table, Gu Xiangsi pulled out a page, grabbed a pen and wrote the IOU neatly.

She pushed the paper over to him. Fu Sinian stared at the beautiful handwriting on the paper, stroking it unconsciously with his fingertips.

"Gu Xiangsi!" He suddenly spoke when she was about to reach the stairs.

She turned around.

Fu Sinian's gaze seemed to burn through her: "Do you remember what day it was yesterday?"

Gu Xiangsi was stunned.

Of course she remembered, those were the days they were together.

What Fu Sinian got was, "I don't remember."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the stairs.

The paper was crumpled into a ball and thrown into the trash can.

But staring at the white color in the bucket, he suddenly bent down, pulled out the paper, and smoothed it out repeatedly.

He sneered.

This woman is always so stubborn.

"Gu Xiangsi, throw it away. It's not a waste for you."

He folded the paper and put it in his wallet.

It is more interesting to settle debts one by one.

When Gu Xiangsi went downstairs, she saw that this was a manor in Deep Water Bay.

It was so big that she couldn't get a taxi.

Steady footsteps were heard behind me.

Turning around, I saw Fu Siye standing on the steps wrapped in a black coat.

"Why? You want to stay the night?"

The tone became distant and indifferent again.

Gu Xiangsi calmed down and walked quickly to the Maybach.

She said, "Thank you."

Fu Sinian took a step forward with his long legs and lowered his body to sit down.

The iron gate of the manor slowly opened, and a large area of ​​neatly trimmed green plants passed by the car window.

Sunlight shines on the vine-wrapped swing frame, and the swimming pool in the distance is shimmering. The walls are high and the privacy is very high.

Gu Xiangsi stared at the passing scenery in a daze until her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" Gu Xiangsi deliberately lowered his voice.

"Sisi, are you okay?" Qin Shiwei's voice was obviously anxious.

"You suddenly disappeared yesterday, and I was scared to death!"

"Sorry... I drank too much and my phone died, so I replied first."

Gu Xiangsi clutched her seat belt tightly, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the man next to her leaning back, half dozing off.

"I'm glad he's okay! By the way, did you read the headlines in Hong Kong?"

Qin Shiwei suddenly lowered her voice, "Sun Shangxiang was having a live broadcast with two men in the private room last night. It was crazy!"

The fingertips holding the phone suddenly tightened.

Gu Xiangsi's mind exploded and her throat tightened. So it was Fu Sinian who helped her get revenge, so wasn't her attitude just now a bit ungrateful?

The car fell into silence until the phone was hung up.

Gu Xiangsi opened WeChat for some unknown reason and scrolled to the name of the creditor she had noted for him.

This was the first time she clicked on his profile picture after adding him as a friend. The dark red red bean icon made her eyes burn.

If he hadn't been there yesterday, she would be the one on the headlines in HK today.

She pursed her lips and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Fu Sinian's temples were throbbing.

Last night, Gu Xiangsi occupied his bed, and he recognized it as his bed. What's worse, he saw her naked yesterday, and he was so irritated that he took two cold showers in the middle of the night.

When he heard her soft thank you, he thought of her when she used to lie down at the table in the library, eyes closed, and say, "Anian, I'm so sleepy."

She would also secretly slack off during their elective classes, covering her face with a book and saying, "Anian, please keep an eye on me so the teacher doesn't find me."

She used to be very dependent on him, but now, apart from saying thank you, she also has other men's names on her lips.

She used to like purple very much...

He sneered disdainfully, "Your thanks are really cheap."