Fu Chenyuan's words, "I'm scared," left Jiang Wanning speechless.
"Did you have a nightmare yesterday?" That's the only explanation.
Fu Chenyuan nodded and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
He didn't mention his dream from yesterday; he didn't dare, fearing it would come true if he did.
"Dreams are always the opposite. I'll be more careful about what happened yesterday, okay? I'll also try to come home earlier and not so late, okay?"
"No, you have to come to the company with me." He's being quite unreasonable and clingy lately.
Jiang Wanning, being soft-hearted, nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll go to the company with you."
"I've prepared drawing tools for you; you can draw when you're bored."
"Okay. I'll take a few more books with me."
Fu Chenyuan was finally somewhat pleased.
After having breakfast together, Jiang Wanning went to the company with Fu Chenyuan.
Upon entering the company lobby, the employees immediately became excited.
The staff group chat was buzzing with excitement as everyone shared the news: "The husband brought his wife to work again today."
[My wife is so beautiful. I'm a huge fan of hers.]
I follow the lady's Weibo account; her paintings are so beautiful. They're definitely not the abstract kind that you can't understand.
[Hilarious! Are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my mortgage?]
The group was unusually active.
Fu Chenyuan led Jiang Wanning upstairs in the president's private elevator.
Fu Chenyuan's office has changed somewhat.
Jiang Wanning spotted her own table at a glance.
Fu Chenyuan's decor was originally in cool tones, and the sofa was a mysterious and noble black.
Now, that table breaks the coldness and dullness of the room.
The table was a warm, natural wood color, a very refreshing color.
The table was plain, just a simple large table, on which various painting tools were placed.
Jiang Wanning walked over, both amused and exasperated: "What are you doing? I only come here occasionally, and you've set up such a table. Everyone who comes over will see it. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"No. Men who love their wives are unlikely to have bad luck with money. Do you remember my collaboration with Mr. Yang? The contract has already been signed. We'll be working together for the next five years. I did thorough research before deciding to sign the contract with their company. Mr. Yang is a very cautious person; he's very careful with his investments, prioritizing stability. Any project he approves of is unlikely to be bad. And one of the factors he considers when evaluating partners is their family background. Mr. Yang said his wife speaks highly of you. You've been a great help to me, my wife."
Jiang Wanning couldn't help but laugh.
The wound on her forehead looked even more noticeable overnight.
Fu Chenyuan gently touched her wound, and seeing that she did not flinch, he asked softly, "Does it not hurt anymore?"
"Hmm, it doesn't hurt anymore. It just looked a little scary, but it's nothing serious."
Jiang Wanning sat down at the table, and he stood behind her, almost completely encircling her in his arms.
Jiang Wanning turned her head, about to say something, but before she could open her mouth, Fu Chenyuan silenced her with a kiss.
Jiang Wanning was very nervous.
This is an office; what if someone suddenly walks in to give a report?
Fu Chenyuan gently stroked Jiang Wanning's back.
Jiang Wanning wore a light blue dress today, heavily embroidered, with pearls decorating the collar and a U-shaped back that revealed a large expanse of smooth, soft skin.
Fu Chenyuan's palms were exceptionally hot, and when he gently stroked them, the skin beneath his hands felt exceptionally smooth.
He briefly pulled away from her lips, as if sensing Jiang Wanning's nervousness. His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were alluring: "Don't be afraid, don't be nervous. They know I brought you here, so no one will come to bother us at this time."
Jiang Wanning felt her face turn even redder.
She wanted to speak, but her lips were once again sealed by Fu Chenyuan's kiss.
After the kiss, Jiang Wanning's eyes were watery, and her lips were made exceptionally red by Fu Chenyuan's sucking.
After finally calming down from the kiss, Fu Chenyuan also finally managed to quell the fire in his heart.
After Jiang Wanning was in a car accident last night, Fu Chenyuan did not touch her.
At this moment, the desire in my heart arose and I could hardly suppress it.
Jiang Wanning's gaze met Fu Chenyuan's; she knew it all too well.
Fu Chenyuan's eyes always blazed with lust, making him irresistible.
But now, it's early morning, and Fu Chenyuan should be having a morning meeting in the office. She stood up as if fleeing: "I'm going to get some water."
Fu Chenyuan naturally understood the meaning behind Jiang Wanning's hasty escape.
As soon as she stood up, he reached out and grabbed her hand, preventing her from leaving.
His voice was a little hoarse: "Don't be afraid. I won't touch you now. You just keep drawing. I'm going to a meeting."
Jiang Wanning was a little embarrassed: "Actually, it's not that I'm afraid of you. I just..."
She just didn't want others to think that Fu Chenyuan was only obsessed with women after getting married and had no interest in his work.
Fu Chenyuan chuckled softly, "I understand. Don't worry, I will always prioritize my work."
To love someone is to be willing to spend money on them.
Without a strong material foundation and social status, how could he pamper this rose and protect Jiang Wanning?
He needs to become even stronger.
Yesterday's car accident left Fu Chenyuan with a lingering unease.
Were they here for Jiang Wanning? Or for him?
He did make quite a few enemies back then, but before provoking Jiang Wanning, he had already dealt with those potential threats and would never leave himself any future troubles.
Those people are like rats in the gutter, utterly unworthy of respect.
Fu Chenyuan pressed the internal phone to inform Chen Yan that the meeting would officially begin in ten minutes.
A murderous intent and ruthlessness flashed in Fu Chenyuan's eyes, completely different from the gentle and humble gentleman he was in front of Jiang Wanning.
When he looked at Jiang Wanning again, the emotion in Fu Chenyuan's eyes had returned to the gentle look that Jiang Wanning was familiar with.
He stood up, lowered his head and planted a few kisses on Jiang Wanning's face, and said softly, "I'm going to a meeting."
"Okay. Go ahead, I have some inspiration today."
"Okay." After Fu Chenyuan left, Jiang Wanning set up the drawing board and prepared the necessary materials.
Fu Chenyuan moved his desk to a different location, leaving the best spot for Jiang Wanning.
Jiang Wanning's desk was near the window. The large floor-to-ceiling glass wall, with its blinds drawn, meant the morning light wasn't harsh.
And because of the high floor, when looking into the distance, you can see the entire city.
Jiang Wanning could also see the distant sea, which seemed to be shining in the sunlight.
Jiang Wanning picked up her brush and began to paint in the gentle sunlight.
Fu Chenyuan's meeting today lasted a bit long, about an hour.
For the entire hour, Fu Chenyuan remained extremely serious, and the atmosphere of the meeting was as rigorous and solemn as ever, with everyone focused and giving their all.
One of the executives was probably too nervous and blurted out a key word.
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