Chapter 62 This is my private number

"No way, fairies should smell good." Jiang Shiyue smiled sweetly: "Because the smell last time was really unforgettable. If there is a chance, can you ask your boyfriend to help me mix some fragrance?"

"Of course no problem." Su Xue was very happy that Jiang Shiyue would like it too, and the little girl had a soft smile, so she couldn't bear to refuse, so she immediately nodded happily.

After Su Xue left, Jiang Shiyue's smile faded slightly and her eyes became indifferent. She didn't return to Fu Qinghan's car until Su Xue's back disappeared in the crowd.

She saw Fu Qinghan's slightly inquiring look, but she didn't hide it and spoke bluntly: "That was the nurse in my brother's nursing home. You checked me, so you should know that my brother has some mental problems. The last time I visited my brother, he suddenly fell ill, so I suspected it had something to do with the perfume on the nurse, but she told me that she was using that perfume for the first time that day."

"Do you suspect that your brother's illness is not accidental?" Although Fu Qinghan asked with doubt, his tone was firm.

Jiang Shiyue nodded honestly. She and Mr. Fu were allies now, so naturally they had to be honest with each other. Besides, she was counting on him for help in the future.

After a moment, Fu Qinghan spoke in a low and gentle voice: "Miss Jiang, if that's the case, I will arrange for your brother to be transferred to the best hospital in the imperial capital in a while. You don't have to worry too much about other things."

Hearing him say that, Jiang Shiyue's eyes curved and she smiled brightly: "Xiao Fu, you are such a good person."

"Isn't this what a suitor should do?" Fu Qinghan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and said concisely: "Cellphone."

Jiang Shiyue didn't understand what he was going to do, but still took out his cell phone.

Fu Qinghan's slender fingers tapped the screen slowly and quickly left a string of numbers.

"What's your cell phone number?"

Jiang Shiyue took a glance and asked, "But I already have your secretary's number."

"This is my personal number. Basically, only my family members know it." Fu Qinghan did not comment, but just said lightly: "It will be more convenient for you and me to contact each other in the future."

Jiang Shiyue thought he was right. She nodded with a smile and then casually changed the number to "Xiao Fu".

The driver in the front row was almost in tears. This was Mr. Fu's private number! A private number!

Only people close to him could have this number!

How could Jiang Shiyue not even look surprised?

He worked as Fu Qinghan's driver for eight years.

It wasn't eight days, it was eight years! But I still don't have his personal number.

The driver felt like he was becoming jealous to the point of separation.

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After returning home, even though he was mentally prepared, Jiang Shiyue still paused.

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Oh my, the family really needs to be together.

Sitting on the sofa facing the door were Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, who seldom came to Jiang Mengqing's house.

On one side was Chen Xueru with a gentle smile and Jiang Meiling with a slightly indignant look on her face. On the other side, Jiang Mengqing with a sullen face sat on the sofa but kept changing his postures. It was obvious that he was the type who was very uncomfortable.

And Jiang Zichen, who was not sitting, was leaning against the wall, expressing his impatience and disdain with a defiant attitude.

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When Jiang Shiyue walked in slowly, all of them looked at her...

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