Chapter 8: Not Going Home on the First Day
"I'm going to go out soon, you stay home by yourself. If you need anything, please talk to Aunt Liu first."
"Ah, didn't you say you wouldn't be working this afternoon?"
"There are other things."
Song Yujia didn't want to be alone. He had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place. Fu Jun just looked at Song Yujia and pouted at him.
"Usually there's only Aunt Liu at home. Someone comes to clean the house at a fixed time every day and leaves after cleaning. You can walk around upstairs and downstairs at home later. There's a video room in the house where you can watch a movie."
"Can I go to any room? Are there any restricted areas?"
"Of course not. This is your home too. You can go wherever you want."
Hearing Fu Jun say this, Song Yujia suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing for him not to be at home in the afternoon. The house was very big and he could walk through every corner.
"I'm giving you this card. You can think of it as pocket money."
Song Yujia seemed to see Fu Zhun shining like a golden sculpture. She took the card with a reserved look and said, "I am embarrassed to say this."
“How much can I get?”
Fu Zhun looked at Song Yujia's money-obsessed look, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "As long as you don't buy an aircraft carrier, you can get whatever you want."
"Wow! Fu Zhun, you are so nice, I love you so much!"
Song Yujia was dazed by the unexpected surprise and gave Fu Zhun a big hug.
Fu Zhun hadn't come to his senses yet after he went out and got in the car.
What did he say? He loves me? Song Yujia loves me to death?
But children never like to think before they speak.
But he still hugged me.
Although I was the one who proposed the marriage, I explained to him that it was the board of directors' request, and he hugged me. If he didn't like me, he wouldn't hug me. He hugged me, which shows that he likes me. Since he likes me and just said that he loves me, then there is a high probability that he is telling the truth. Is he trying to confess his love to me inadvertently?
If that's the case, I can accept him, but it depends on his performance, if he always behaves this well.
Song Yujia, who was still at home, jumped onto the sofa after Fu Zhun left and sang and danced silently. Because Aunt Liu was still taking a nap at the moment, he chose the quietest way to celebrate.
Holding the bank card in his hand, Song Yujia felt that the future was bright.
Fu Zhun is so nice that he actually gave him so much money. He is indeed a big boss and has great courage.
He has so much money to spend now, so he can do whatever he wants after graduation. Hey, he even went to Fu Zhun and said he wanted to do an internship. Then he could just give him a stamp of internship certificate, or go home to see his dad.
The more Song Yujia thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed. But the next second, the image of 31 years old popped into his mind and he failed to control his expression.
If Fu Zhun was gone in half a year, he would definitely not be able to use the money. Besides, he had been living a lavish life for half a year, and it would be difficult to go from extravagant to simple.
Then be kind-hearted and think of a way to save Fu Jun.
After Fu Zhun left, Song Yujia acted like the monkey is king when the tiger is away.
Jumping around in the villa, treating it as a treasure hunt.
When you are tired of playing, you can go back to your room to lie down, pack your luggage, and live a wonderful life.
Song Yujia brought very few clothes, just a few that she liked. Recalling what Fu Jun said about his room having a cloakroom, she walked over and opened the door like opening a blind box.
This is a spacious and gorgeous dressing room, like a temple of fashion.
When you enter the cloakroom, the first thing you see is rows of neatly arranged hangers filled with clothes of various styles, colors and materials. These hangers are like a queue waiting to be inspected, and next to them are rows of drawers filled with neatly folded underwear, socks, scarves and other small items.
Tall wardrobes are lined up along the walls, with mirrored doors and soft carpets on the floor that make you feel like walking on clouds.
Only then did Song Yujia feel that since he traveled through the book to the present, he had really crossed from one class to a higher class, and then to an even higher class.
He is rich, and his parents dote on him, but looking at so much money always makes him feel unreal, like he is dreaming and suddenly wakes up. The only thing he spends money on these days is the tie he wants to give to Fu Zhun.
Speaking of this, the tie was still in his suitcase, and Song Yujia ran over to take it out, waiting for Fu Zhun to come back and give it to him.
By dinner time, Fu Zhun still hadn't come back, but Song Yujia still ate two bowls of rice with an appetite.
He was afraid that he would miss Fu Jun if he went back to his room, so he just lay on the sofa in the living room to look for a novel.
In the past, his colleagues would watch the films themselves in advance, then sort out the bad ones and recommend them to him. They used to have a good life, but now they have to fend for themselves.
After searching around, I made a regretful discovery that people in this world prefer sadomasochistic novels. The last time I accidentally read a novel in the office, I gave up because it was too obscure, even though he obviously liked it very much.
As for Song Yujia, the biggest setback he had ever experienced was failing to punch in at work and thus losing his perfect attendance. How could he read such abusive articles?
The clock was ticking. Song Yujia sent Fu Zhun an emoji of a puppy popping out of its head, "When will you come back?"
From expecting Fu Jun to reply within seconds, to within ten minutes, and then to an hour, Fu Jun still didn't reply.
"You are such a bad guy, Fu Zhun. It's only my first day here and you don't even want to go home. What will happen in the future? I'm going to be angry!"
"I'll forgive you if you come back now."
Song Yujia failed to summon Fu Zhun, but summoned Aunt Liu.
"Jia Jia, why are you still in the living room? It's already ten o'clock and we don't know when Xiao Zhun will be back. Go back to bed."
"Auntie Liu, go to sleep first. I want to wait a little longer."
On the other side, Fu Zhun was still sitting in the bar booth, in a daze.
"Old Fu, we finally get together, but you don't drink or play games. You seem to be in a trance just sitting here."
Fu Zhun glanced at his friend and ignored him. He seemed to suddenly think of something and turned on his phone. Only then did he see the message the child had sent him two hours ago.
"Old Fu, I heard that you brought someone back? Is this the iron tree blooming?"
"I'm going back now. I'll drink with you next time."
"Ah? No?"
When Fu Zhun got home, the lights in the living room were still on softly. He walked in and saw Song Yujia lying on the sofa with her butt sticking up and sleeping. Fu Zhun was stunned and walked over quietly and squatted beside her.
"Song Yujia, wake up and go back to your room to sleep."
Song Yujia's only reaction was to smack his lips twice.
Fu Zhun looked at the man in front of him, who was sleeping soundly, with one side of his face pressed flat against the sofa. He really couldn't bear to wake him up. He ruffled his hair, turned him over, and put one hand through his legs to pick him up horizontally.
She placed him gently on the bed, but Song Yujia still opened his eyes in a daze.
"You're back, Fu Zhun. You're so late."
"Why don't you go back to your room and sleep?"
"I want to wait for you."
"Why wait for me?"
"I have a gift for you."
Song Yujia closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Fu Jun pulled the air-conditioning quilt over his stomach and left the room.
I walked back to the living room and only then did I see a tie on the table.
Fu Zhun picked up the tie and looked at it, thinking to himself, I should not go out at night in the future, it is also good to stay at home.
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