Chapter 32 Mr. Xiao Song
After class, Song Yujia went straight to find Fu Zhun with his schoolbag on his back. When he opened the office door, Fu Zhun was still reading documents. When he heard the door open and looked up to see it was him, his expression softened instantly.
"Here comes the baby. Are you tired from class?"
Song Yujia casually threw his schoolbag on the small table next to Fu Zhun's desk. This small table was bought when he was Fu Zhun's secretary.
"Honey, is there such a thing as a hypnotist certificate? If there is, I can be a test tool and let them hypnotize me. I can always get it right."
Song Yujia fell straight onto her soft sofa.
Fu Zhun smiled after hearing this, "So, you slept in this morning?"
Song Yujia pouted and didn't answer.
"Did you open the book I brought you this morning and read it?"
"Of course I did. Don't underestimate me. I am serious about transferring to a different country."
Song Yujia's voice became lower and lower, and then he simply closed his eyes. Fu Zhun sat on the office chair, tilted his head and looked at him quietly. When he felt that Song Yujia had fallen asleep, he stood up and walked over.
Fu Jun opened the door of the lounge in the office, bent down and picked up Song Yujia horizontally, walked into the lounge and gently placed her on the bed.
The temperature in the lounge was just right. Covered with the air-conditioned quilt, Song Yujia smacked his lips comfortably.
Fu Jun looked at the sleeping person and thought he was so cute and liked him no matter how he looked at him. He leaned over and kissed the person on the bed on the mouth.
Song Yujia's lips were red, tender and soft. Fu Zhun leaned over once, twice, and three times. When he couldn't help but lean over again, Song Yujia groaned twice and turned over. Fu Zhun finally stopped touching him, straightened the quilt, and went out to work hard to make money.
Fu Zhun sat outside and looked up at the door of the lounge every time he signed a document. The manager who came into the office guessed that Mr. Fu was tired and wanted to go back to the lounge to rest, and kept lamenting that he came at the wrong time.
Song Yujia woke up not long after sleeping. The lounge was dark, and with the curtains drawn, not much light came in. Song Yujia thought it was the middle of the night.
He checked his phone and was distracted for a while before realizing that he was in Fu Zhun's lounge.
After lying in bed for a while, Song Yujia got out of bed and prepared to go out. As soon as he reached the door, he heard noises coming from the office.
"Brother Jun, I just returned home. It's ok that you didn't pick me up, but don't you plan to treat me to a meal? It's been a long time since we last saw each other."
Song Yujia's mind was ringing with alarm bells. According to common sense, every boss would have a white moonlight that he could never get! So he pressed his ear against the door, trying to hear Fu Zhun's answer clearly.
“No time.”
"Brother Jun, there is a restaurant that I have wanted to go to for a long time. Please accompany me. I just returned to China and I don't have many friends. I feel very lonely."
"busy."
"Brother Jun, I heard that you are married. I haven't seen you yet. How about we arrange a dinner so that I can meet you. After all, we grew up together."
"He's busy too."
Song Yujia was lying by the door, eavesdropping from the corner of the wall. She was furious when she heard the woman's artificial voice in the last second, and couldn't help laughing when she heard Fu Jun's perfunctory answer in the next second.
"I have something else to do. You can go back now. Don't come if you don't have anything else."
After Fu Zhun finished speaking, he pressed the intercom button and asked his assistant to come in and ask the person to leave, regardless of the woman's angry stomping of feet.
After everyone left, Song Yujia opened the door of the lounge and walked out.
When Fu Zhun saw Song Yujia wake up, he put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked towards him.
"Wake up, baby. Are you hungry? Should I ask them to bring food up or should we eat in the cafeteria?"
Song Yujia was about to go back to the cafeteria, but swallowed his words, cleared his throat, and said pretentiously: "Brother Jun, when will you take me to the restaurant for dinner?"
Fu Zhun was stunned, then realized that he had heard it. He smiled, touched Song Yujia's head, and pulled her into his arms.
"Why does the baby smell sour?"
"Even though I'm not your childhood sweetheart and I didn't grow up with you, will you still take me to a restaurant for dinner, Jun?"
Seeing Song Yujia's scholarly look, Fu Zhun was extremely impressed and pinched his arms and hands from time to time.
"Brother Jun, why don't you reply to me? Okay, I'm wrong about the relationship. I shouldn't be so unreasonable."
Fu Zhun lowered his head, and when Song Yujia raised her head and could no longer hear the echo, he immediately covered her.
Song Yujia raised her head and gave a faint response, which made Fu Zhun move closer to her more fiercely. When she couldn't catch her breath, she bit Fu Zhun's lips.
Fu Jun licked the bitten place, his eyes full of aggression, which made Song Yujia shrink unconsciously.
Fu Zhun led Song Yujia to his desk and asked his assistant to bring him lunch. Looking at the piles of documents on the desk, it seemed that he had not done much work since Song Yujia came.
After the person came, he wanted to look at him more. When he was sleeping in the lounge, he kept thinking about it and didn't read many copies of the documents.
Fu Zhun thought about it and looked at Song Yujia again, pinching her nose and saying, "You annoying guy."
Song Yujia knocked Fu Zhun's hand away, put her hands on her hips and walked towards her sofa, "Okay, you say I'm annoying, then go find your childhood sweetheart who's not annoying."
Fu Zhun didn't follow immediately. He lowered his head and took out a box from the drawer. "Come here. I have a gift for you."
"I don't want it."
Song Yujia turned her head to the window, refusing to meet Fu Zhun's eyes.
Fu Zhun had no choice but to walk slowly to Song Yujia with the things in his hand, opened the box, and put the things inside in front of Song Yujia from the back.
A jade pendant hung by a black rope.
Green.
Song Yujia was attracted by him and asked quietly, "Imperial green?"
"Um."
Song Yujia was completely stunned. He asked about Imperial Green because it was the only green jadeite he knew about. It was true. After all, he had only seen it on the Internet before.
The area around the Wu Shi Pai is inlaid with sparkling diamonds.
Fu Jun hung it around Song Yujia's neck and said, "You will wear it from now on."
"Ah? I'm wearing it. It's so expensive. What if I lose it?"
Fu Zhun put the things in place for the man, turned him around and said, "It's not very expensive, but it has a different meaning. My family uses it to pass on to our daughters-in-law. It's okay if it's lost. If it's lost, I'll replace it with a better one. Look how beautiful you look wearing it, don't take it off."
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"By daughter-in-law? Do your parents know that you are wearing it for me?"
"It's for my wife, so I just need to agree. Besides, I don't need to worry about my stubborn old dad. My mom is about to become a nun, so it's okay."
As for Fu Zhun's daughter-in-law on one side and his wife on the other, Song Yujia no longer had the energy to refute. Her face flushed as she lowered her head to admire the green stone.
The Wu Shi brand is quite large, and Song Yujia feels it is a bit heavy when wearing it around her neck.
"Honey, how much is it?"
"At the current price, it's probably less than 100 million."
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Song Yujia swallowed his saliva. No wonder he felt it was heavy. It would be strange if it wasn't heavy.
"Why don't you call me Jun-ge?"
Song Yujia froze, not wanting to admit that she had been bribed by the necklace, "Humph."
"Baby, she is the granddaughter of a friend of my dad's. She is a few years older than you. We have only met a few times before. We didn't grow up together at all. I didn't even add her on WeChat. This time he used my dad as an excuse to log in. He won't do that again in the future."
Fu Zhun struck while the iron was hot and explained the matter to the person just now. Song Yujia's mouth corners were already curled up. Seeing this, Fu Zhun knew that the person had been coaxed.
"Okay, I'll forgive you this time."
"Yes, thank you, Master Xiaosong."
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