Chapter 33 Mr. Fu, you have a mean mind!

On the screen, the note was "debtor", with a picture of a thermos attached, and the message read.

[Mr. Fu, where are you now? Are you asleep?]

"Fuck, come back soon!" Several people became excited instantly.

Fu Sinian leaned back on the sofa, avoiding their sight, and said two words lightly: "Boring."

After saying that, he turned off the screen and stood up to leave.

"No!" Lu Liang said anxiously, "How are the three of us going to fight if you leave?"

"Xiaoyao, don't follow him!" Duan Jingwen also shouted.

Li Xiaoyao put down his playing cards, picked up his bag and smiled: "Gentlemen, my young master is going to chase his wife to the crematorium, so please don't be a stumbling block."

"cut…"

The three of them curled their lips in dissatisfaction as they watched Fu Sinian walk out of the box.

It’s the last day of December and the company is closed for the New Year.

Gu Xiangsi took a taxi to the manor, carrying a thermos bucket and shopping bags.

The winter sun shines through the sparse branches, casting colorful shadows on the stone road.

She felt relieved, but also had an indescribable feeling.

Every time I see Fu Sinian, I feel extremely complicated.

The servant in the hall said Fu Sinian was on the second floor. She nodded and walked towards the stairs to the second floor.

There was no one in the living room of the large flat. Gu Xiangsi put down the thermos and bag, and without walking around, walked straight to the balcony and looked at the warm winter sun outside the window.

Fu Sinian had just come out of the shower and was drying his hair with a towel.

When I looked up, I saw a woman standing on the balcony against the light. She was wearing a lavender wool coat and her long hair was draped over her back like a waterfall.

His eyes softened unconsciously, his gaze fell on the things on the table, and he whispered, "For me?"

Gu Xiangsi turned around and saw Fu Sinian wearing a white bathrobe with the collar loosely open. He was holding a towel in his hand. His hair was half dry, and the ends of his hair had a moist luster after washing. A few strands of hair hung in front of his forehead, adding a bit of casualness.

Walking to the table, she picked up the thermos bucket and said, "Mr. Fu, tomorrow is my holiday. This is my last day to deliver."

She glanced at his arm and said, "Look at your injury, it's almost healed."

Upon hearing this, Fu Sinian took a step back, supported himself on the edge of the table with one hand, leaned back slightly, and looked at her with his head tilted.

The woman pulled a shirt out of her pocket and handed it over. "This style is different from yours, but I think it will look good on you."

It was a light grey plaid shirt. "It's yours."

When Fu Sinian took the shirt, his fingers rubbed the dark lines of the plaid. It was a luxury brand of some kind.

I am willing to spend money.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice before he forced himself to flatten them: "Compensate me? You're quite picky."

"Are you sure I can wear this?" He asked again, looking a little disgusted.

Gu Xiangsi was stunned. She usually saw him wearing very formal clothes. "I thought that in your daily life, maybe..."

"If you don't like it, I'll return it and give you..." Without saying a word, Gu Xiangsi reached out to take the shirt.

Fu Sinian had already put it away and placed it on a chair nearby.

Then he asked, "Where are the New Year's gifts?"

Gu Xiangsi was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask this.

Then he took out a box from his pocket and handed it over.

"What's this?"

"Cufflinks," she said. "I originally wanted to thank Mr. Fu for saving my life several times. Consider this a New Year's gift."

Fu Sinian sneered, took the box and opened it.

Inside lay a pair of square cufflinks, with two pigeon blood rubies inlaid on the surface and surrounded by tiny diamonds, reflecting brilliant light under the light. Two interlaced S-shaped dark patterns could be vaguely seen at the corners, and it was obvious that they were of great value.

It's rare that she is willing to spend money.

This was also the first time the two spoke calmly after their reunion.

Gu Xiangsi even had an illusion that she had returned to the time when they were in love.

The choice was subconscious.

Five years ago it was also the day before New Year’s Day.

At that time, Gu Xiangsi was still the eldest daughter of the family and had never known what it felt like to worry about money.

She gave Fu Sinian a pair of couple's bracelets, one red and one black, both with a custom S-shaped buckle.

When Fu Sinian saw it, he smiled and raised the bracelet in his hand: "Why are both of them S-shaped?"

Gu Xiangsi smiled so much that the corners of her eyes curved into crescents. She stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around his neck. Her voice was as warm as melted candy.

"Because my name is 'Si' and yours is 'Si', we both have an S. So we're a perfect match, right?"

She paused, gently brushed her fingertips along the side of his neck, and added softly, "Anian, if one day you don't want me anymore, I will forget you."

Fu Sinian pinched the back of her neck, his tone was a little harsh, but his eyes were very soft.

"Little girl, do you dare to forget me? I will capture you and lock you up in the basement so that you will never forget me for the rest of your life."

He closed the box with a crisp click. "I'll take the bribe."

Fu Sinian's tone was half joking, but also mixed with some indescribable emotions.

His words interrupted Gu Xiangsi's thoughts.

She raised her eyes and met his star-like eyes.

In a trance, she seemed to see the way he looked at her in the past in his eyes.

My heart trembled inexplicably.

"Boss Fu, you are such a mean person!"

"Gu Xiangsi, your thoughts are written clearly on your face."

Exposed, she could only feign a cough and look away: "Isn't there a better solution to the resignation issue?"

Fu Sinian's eyes darkened: "No."

He paused and asked, "I'm curious, what is it about Zhao Niesen's company that makes you want to stay?"

"no…"

"Or is it that being my personal assistant makes you so uncomfortable?"

He pressed on.

How should Gu Xiangsi respond to this?

She must not let him know what she wants to investigate, but she can stay by his side and face him every day.

Sooner or later she will break down.

"I've never been an assistant before, and I'm afraid I wouldn't be qualified."

The reason is very far-fetched.

The two were on the verge of a tense situation when suddenly the sound of crisp high heels was heard at the stairs.

Before the person arrived, a charming voice floated over: "Brother Si Nian, look what New Year's gift I brought you?"

The two turned around at the same time and saw Duan Jingjia, wearing a beige coat and a scarf of the same color, walking down the stairs with a smile on her face. The smile on her face was particularly eye-catching in the stairwell.

When her eyes swept over Gu Xiangsi, she stopped abruptly, her smile faded a little, and she looked at Fu Sinian and asked.

"Brother Si Nian, why is Manager Gu here?"

Gu Xiangsi was afraid that Duan Jingjia might misunderstand, so she hurriedly spoke first: "Miss Duan, I'm here to deliver a document to President Fu."

Fu Sinian glanced at her and said nothing.

Duan Jingjia walked forward and naturally wanted to take Fu Sinian's arm, but Fu Sinian slightly turned his body to avoid her.

Her outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and then she smiled and tried to smooth things over: "My aunt asked me to tell you that we'll go back to dinner tonight, and my eldest brother will be back too."

When Gu Xiangsi heard the word "big brother", his body stiffened, his face lost some of its color, his eyes dimmed, his fingertips unconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes, and even his breathing stagnated for a beat.

She had promised Fu Sinian's elder brother to leave him, and there were more important obstacles, so it was impossible for them to be together.

She herself didn't know how she started to speak, "Mr. Fu, I won't disturb you and Miss Duan anymore. I'll go back first."

As he said that, he picked up his bag, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Fu Sinian looked at her slightly desolate back, his heart ached for some reason, and he frowned.

He was about to say something and was about to take a step forward to catch up, but Duan Jingjia interrupted him: "Brother Si Nian, when I came from the old house, I seemed to see my aunt crying."

Fu Sinian withdrew his gaze, and after hearing her words, his eyes instantly darkened.