Chapter 7 We're Not Going to Sleep Together Tonight
The car drove slowly into Yujin Bay. After Song Yujia got out of the car and looked at the building in front of her, she just wanted to shout to Fu Zhun, "You are so luxurious." She originally thought that the Song family's villa was already very big, but it turned out that Fu Zhun's villa was even bigger.
After entering the villa, an aunt came towards me.
"This is Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu has taken care of me for many years. The last time you went to the company at noon, you thought the meal was delicious. It was made by Aunt Liu. In the future, just tell Aunt Liu what you want to eat."
"This must be Master Song, he is just as Xiaozhun said, pure and clean."
"Hello, Aunt Liu. You can just call me Jia Jia." Song Yujia looked at the woman in front of her with a loving smile, and naturally felt close to her. "Oh, Xiaozhun is praising me."
Fu Zhun looked at the child who was teasing him and pretended to be angry, "You are so disrespectful."
Aunt Liu: "Okay, take Jiajia to the room first. If there is anything missing, I can find someone to add it now."
Hearing the word "room", Song Yujia was stunned for a moment.
Oh my God, we are not going to sleep together tonight, are we? No way, no way, I am so nervous, he won't do anything to me, we are not married yet, I am like a sheep walking into a tiger's den, I have never had a relationship, but I am going straight to home base, nothing ventured, nothing gained, home base is home base, he can play dead.
Song Yujia slowly followed him up to the third floor. After Fu Jun opened the door, he saw the layout inside.
This is a bedroom full of warmth, and stepping into it feels like being in a warm harbor. The walls are painted in a light beige color, and a large and comfortable double bed occupies the center of the bedroom. The bed is covered with soft light blue sheets and a thin air-conditioned quilt, which makes people want to roll on it at first sight.
There is a small and exquisite bedside table next to the bed, on which is placed a retro-style table lamp. The base of the table lamp is bronze, and the lampshade is made of white lace, emitting a gentle light. There is a comfortable rocking chair next to the window, and the sunlight shines gently on it through the white curtains.
It is said that the decoration style of a room can reflect a person's true inner feelings. I didn't expect that Fu Zhun is actually a quiet girl at heart.
Fu Zhun went to Song Yujia's bedroom today and was a little unsure about the style he liked. "This room is decorated in a simple style, which is quite different from the style of your room. You can tell me what needs to be changed."
Song Yujia was helpless about the style of his bedroom, because it was the childish style that her original body liked.
Song Yujia: "I like it very much, it's very warm."
Fu Zhun: "That's good. If you need anything, just tell Aunt Liu, or come visit me. I live next door."
"Ah? I won't sleep with you?"
Song Yujia reacted as soon as he finished speaking, and his face turned red in an instant.
Fu Jun was also stunned for a moment. Seeing Song Yujia's shy look, he couldn't help but tease him, "Hmm? It seems that our Jiajia really wants to sleep with me, then I can reluctantly..."
"No, no, you heard it wrong."
"Really? I can..."
"Oh, really not. Get out now. I need to clean up!"
Angered and humiliated, Song Yujia pushed Fu Jun, who had mocked him, out the door, turned around and threw himself onto the bed, his hands and feet thrashing about, "Ahhhhhhhh, this is so embarrassing!!"
"Boom boom boom"
Song Yujia turned his head angrily and stared at the door viciously. His eyes were round and bulging with anger, as if he was going to shoot out a laser and pierce the door in the next second.
“What!”
Song Yujia originally thought that the person outside the door was still Fu Zhun, but when she opened the door, she saw the surprised Aunt Liu.
"Ah, Aunt Liu, I'm sorry, I thought it was Fu Zhun's."
"You scared me, kid. It's okay. I'm here to call you downstairs for dinner."
"Okay." Song Yujia decided to dislike Fu Jun for ten seconds.
There were only three people sitting at the table, but because today was Song Yujia's first day, a very sumptuous lunch was prepared to welcome him.
Song Yujia looked at Fu Zhun who was sitting at the dining table and chose to sit in the seat farthest from him. Although the farthest seat was not very far away, it was still a bit far away.
The braised pork made by Aunt Liu was so delicious that it touched his heart. Song Yujia ate two bowls of rice in a row, which made Aunt Liu very happy.
Song Yujia's eyes lit up, "It's delicious, Aunt Liu, you're amazing!"
Fu Zhun watched Song Yujia eat, and the feeling of raising a hamster came back to him. "You are amazing to be able to eat so much."
Song Yujia said nothing, just stared at him.
"Xiaozhun, the child is eating well, don't bother him." Aunt Liu looked at her new baby Song Yujia, "Let's ignore him, dear, if it tastes good, then eat more, anyway, Xiaozhun can't eat this much meat."
Song Yujia was easily fooled by other people's coaxing, so he ignored Fu Zhun and buried his head in his food.
After finishing her meal, Song Yujia collapsed on the sofa in the living room, her thin clothes sticking to her belly, which was filled with roasted pork and formed a small arc.
"Give me the phone."
“What!”
Song Yujia looked at Fu Zhun fiercely while obediently handing over the phone. After Fu Zhun handed the phone back, he saw his contact information and the WeChat account he had added.
"Fu Zhun, aren't you going to work this afternoon?"
"No."
"You asked for leave?"
"no."
Fu Jun saw that Song Yujia was confused about why he didn't go to work and didn't ask for leave, and said that he was the boss and he didn't need to ask for leave.
Looking back on his life in the past few years, in order to achieve perfect attendance, rain or shine could not stop him from clocking in for work.
It’s all because of these evil capitalists.
"Mr. Fu~"
Fu Jun looked at Song Yujia who suddenly became shy and didn't understand what he wanted to do.
Song Yujia put on a cute expression, "Boss Fu, I'm about to graduate. Can I go to work at Fu Group as an intern before graduation? I'll be your secretary." A secretary said before that it was very easy to ask for leave! So Boss directly hired.
Fu Jun looked at Song Yujia without saying anything.
"Is it okay? Is it okay?"
Song Yujia stretched her face in front of Fu Jun and blinked his big eyes, but was pushed away by Fu Jun with one hand.
"It depends on your performance."
"Promise to study hard and be positive!!!"
Fu Zhun smiled, Fu Zhun was satisfied, and Fu Zhun reached out to rub the other's hairy head.
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