Gu Yuan seemed intrigued and looked at her. "What kind of deal?"
Fu Hange was momentarily at a loss for words. Did this person's thoughts have to be so filthy? Why did he have to think of things that way?
She cleared her throat: "Don't you consider work everything? I'll help you get a few more projects in cooperation with Chen Yuan, and in return, you let me go back to Xu's, how about that?"
Gu Yuan laughed out loud, "How can you be so confident? In the end, you still want to get in touch with Fu Chengyi?"
“We’re just getting what we need,” she emphasized.
The smile on Gu Yuan's face vanished instantly, replaced by a gloomy expression.
His brown eyes stared at her as if he wanted to devour her: "You think I don't know about you and Fu Chengyi? The reason that deal was closed yesterday was all thanks to you. Even if you asked him to close a thousand deals, he would agree!"
“Yes, so we each get what we need. You want your company, and I want to go back to my home.” She didn’t deny it.
Gu Yuan threw the fruit basket in front of him. The fruit inside crashed heavily to the ground due to air resistance, making a dull thud, followed by a burst of fruity aroma.
He sat there looking gloomy, like the night itself, almost swallowing people whole.
Fu Hange could clearly see that his fingertips had turned white from gripping the seam of his pants so tightly, and a chill ran from head to toe, carrying an unassailable majesty.
Gu Yuanqiang suppressed the fire in his heart and tried his best to appear easygoing. He slowly exhaled.
Looking at Fu Hange, he said gently, "I haven't eaten yet, can you cook me something to eat?"
Fu Hange was stunned, completely unprepared for his sudden change in attitude. The person who was just yelling at her was now asking her to cook?
Fu Hange tentatively asked, "Are you sure you want me to...cook for you?"
Gu Yuan said firmly, "Yes, I want you to go. If you don't do a good job, you'll never get out of here."
Good heavens! For a moment, Fu Hange even doubted her ears. He really wanted her to cook? Wasn't he afraid of her culinary disasters?
"Aren't you going yet?" Gu Yuan yelled at her again.
Fu Hange entered the kitchen somewhat dazed. He had just said she couldn't leave until she finished cooking? When had she ever finished cooking properly? Wasn't this deliberately messing with her? Was he trying to keep her here and continue to torment her?
She just hadn't expected his pranks to become so bizarre. He was actually asking her to cook?
Even she herself was frightened when she heard it.
"Why isn't it done yet?" Gu Yuan shouted again from outside the kitchen.
Fu Hange pulled herself out of her thoughts, rummaged through the refrigerator and found a bunch of things in front of her, but didn't know what to do with them.
Sweet and sour pork ribs?
No, he already ate it last time and even complained about it. We absolutely can't do this, otherwise there'll be no chance of getting out.
How about steamed fish? Fu Chengyi made this last time, and it looks pretty simple.
Once she decided what to do, Fu Hange started working in the kitchen. Gu Yuan could occasionally hear the clinking of utensils outside, making the whole kitchen smoky and smelly, and a strange odor kept wafting in his direction.
Asking him to cook is a disaster. He's starting to regret letting him cook. It's better to just eat takeout, even if it's not clean, at least it tastes okay.
"Are you sure you can handle this?" Gu Yuan frowned and called out from outside.
The room was filled with fumes, and Fu Hange was completely encircled by the smoke, so she didn't hear what Gu Yuan said at all.
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