Chapter 379 He is asserting sovereignty
The man's body temperature is too high.
"Fu Siyan?"
Shen Qingshu nudged Fu Siyan.
Fu Siyan was half asleep when he vaguely heard someone calling him, and he responded.
Shen Qingshu turned around and touched his forehead. "You have a fever?"
Fu Siyan slowly opened his eyes, his brain somewhat sluggish due to the high fever.
He stared at Shen Qingshu for a while before he realized what was happening.
"You have a fever? Then stay away from me." He said, stepping back and turning his back. "Don't let me infect you."
Shen Qingshu: "..."
Even though I was feeling terrible myself, I was still worried about not infecting her!
With a soft sigh, he got up and got out of bed.
After quickly washing up, she took out her phone and dialed Jin Huaimin's number.
...
Jin Huaimin performed acupuncture on Fu Siyan.
The effect was remarkable; Fu Siyan sweated, his fever subsided, and he regained consciousness.
Seeing that Fu Siyan's fingers were wrapped in gauze, Jin Huaimin took the opportunity to check his wounds.
The wound has become infected.
The gauze got wet when I took a cold shower last night.
Jin Huaimin reapplied his self-developed topical Chinese medicine powder to him and then wrapped him up again with gauze.
“This powder is suitable for any external injury, keep it.” Jin Huaimin put down the powder and said, “Your wound is not too seriously inflamed, and the fever is because you caught a chill.”
Fu Siyan felt guilty and glanced at Shen Qingshu.
Jin Huaimin prescribed a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine. Before leaving, he still reminded her, "Even though it's summer, don't be tempted to take a cold shower."
Fu Siyan: "..."
After seeing Jin Huaimin off, Shen Qingshu returned to her bedroom.
On the large bed, Fu Siyan sat with his narrow eyes fixed on her.
Shen Qingshu walked over, her expression serious. "Fu Siyan, tell me the truth, did you take a cold shower last night?"
Fu Siyan coughed lightly, "I took a cold shower."
Shen Qingshu raised an eyebrow, "Just once?"
Fu Siyan lowered his eyes. "Twice."
Shen Qingshu coldly announced, "Once your fever breaks, you can go back to the third floor."
Fu Siyan's brow twitched. "A-Shu, listen to me..."
“Say one more word and we’ll move back to Nanxi Mansion.”
Fu Siyan: "...I choose the third floor, the third floor is quite good."
...
Because of this impulsive act, Fu Siyan happily acquired the guest bedroom on the third floor.
Shen Qingshu was adamant that no one was allowed to enter her bedroom until her injuries healed.
Fu Siyan was itching with desire, but he could only endure it.
Three days later, Fu Siyan's cold and hand injury had almost healed.
At Ronghao Group, someone heard that Qi Mingxuan was seriously ill and bedridden, the stock market was turbulent, and everyone in the company was in a state of panic.
Fu Siyan had no choice but to take charge of the overall situation.
As for Shen Qingshu, Huanxing has recently had several projects that rely heavily on her decisions.
Both of them were busy with their own careers, and the initial passion they felt for each other after getting back together was quickly diluted by their work.
For half a month, Fu Siyan and Shen Qingshu went out early and returned late almost every day.
Throughout the day, the two could only see each other after returning to their villa in Lijiang in the evening.
Sometimes when Fu Siyan was out socializing and came home late, Shen Qingshu was already asleep.
If Shen Qingshu has social engagements, Fu Siyan will wait for her.
But Shen Qingshu was already tired when she returned. She chatted with Fu Siyan for a few words and then yawned. Fu Siyan couldn't bear to keep her up, so he didn't linger too long. He just kissed her and let her go back to her room to rest.
The days passed uneventfully, each person busy with their own affairs.
Only on weekends do the couple try to make time to spend with their child.
With three large villas and one small one, the villas in Lijiang are now much more lively and full of life.
Weekends spent with children are certainly warm and fulfilling, but because of the children's presence, they don't even have a chance to kiss.
May came to an end quickly.
In early June, temperatures rose in the northern part of the city.
That day, after finishing work, Fu Siyan drove directly to Huanxing to pick up Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu would be a while longer, so after Fu Siyan finished his call, he parked his car downstairs at the company and waited for her.
As a result, the woman who said she would take a while longer actually dragged it out until sunset and night fell.
Fu Siyan knew she was working, so he didn't call to urge her.
It wasn't until seven o'clock that he finally saw Shen Qingshu walk out of the building.
Behind her, a young man was calling her name.
Shen Qingshu stopped and turned to look at the man.
Nan Ziyi is a 28-year-old screenwriter.
Shen Qingshu was very optimistic about his script and invited him over today to discuss the contract. The conversation went quite smoothly and pleasantly.
The contract was successfully signed.
Nan Ziyi walked up to her and scratched the back of her head.
He wore black-rimmed glasses and had a refined and handsome appearance.
Shen Qingshu looked at him like she was a younger brother, knowing that he was also quite shy. She smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, you can say whatever you want."
"President Shen, I admire you very much!"
Shen Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Thank you, you are excellent too."
"I've heard of you. You used to be an art restorer. I happen to be planning to write a script with an art restorer as the main character, so I'd like to ask you for help on WeChat. If I have any questions, can I ask you for advice?"
“Sure, I’m really looking forward to your new script. Show it to me when you’ve written it, and if the subject matter is suitable, I’ll invest.” Shen Qingshu took out her phone. “Scan my QR code.”
Nan Ziyi immediately took out her phone and scanned Shen Qingshu's WeChat QR code.
The two added each other as friends.
Nan Ziyi looked at Shen Qingshu, her heart filled with excitement, "President Shen, thank you!"
“You are very talented. If you can maintain your current level, I believe you will definitely become a well-known screenwriter in the future.”
Nan Ziyi was thrilled to receive such high praise from Shen Qingshu!
"Mr. Shen, thank you for your affirmation and encouragement! I will definitely stay true to my original aspiration and strive to write a better script!"
As the two were talking, Fu Siyan slowly lowered the passenger window.
“Ah Shu.”
Shen Qingshu turned her head upon hearing the sound.
Fu Siyan, sitting in the car, waved to her.
Shen Qingshu smiled at her, then looked at Nan Ziyi, "I'll head back now. Send me a WeChat message if you need anything."
Nan Ziyi nodded, "Okay, Mr. Shen, please drive safely!"
"You too." Shen Qingshu nodded goodbye to him and turned to walk towards the black Bentley.
Fu Siyan got out of the car and went around to the passenger side to open the car door for Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu walked over, bent down, and got into the car.
Nan Ziyi stood to the side and saw Fu Siyan bend down, half of his body leaning into the car, to fasten Shen Qingshu's seatbelt.
Calm and slightly stunned.
Fu Siyan helped her fasten her seatbelt, then pinched her chin with his fingertips, and kissed her pink lips with his thin lips.
Shen Qingshu: "..."
Nan Ziyi: "..."
Fu Siyan stood up straight and closed the car door.
She turned around, her narrow eyes sweeping over the man, and she nodded slightly.
Aloof and indifferent, without uttering a single word, yet conveying a powerful sense of asserting sovereignty.
Nan Ziyi nodded slightly to Fu Siyan, her smile somewhat forced.
But then I thought about it again and realized it was quite normal.
How could a woman as outstanding as Shen Qingshu not have a partner?
The man before her was noble and handsome, with a powerful aura; he was quite a good match for Shen Qingshu.
However, Nan Ziyi felt that he looked somewhat familiar...
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