Chapter 35 09.09/This is the first update He said it was his partner. ...
Chu Song finally fell asleep with steam on his face.
Fortunately, the departure date for London is five days later, otherwise Chu Song suspected that her legs would be broken by the time she really arrived in London. These days, Fan Tingnian always asked her if she wanted to try other places on the pretext that he would not be here soon.
They even tried the private pool where he often swam. It was a semi-open pool with an automatically opened, fully enclosed cover. Like the bathroom in the lounge, it also had a one-way mirror for sun protection. Even when the glass was lowered, it ensured privacy while still allowing for a view of the beach.
Rich people attach great importance to their health. The water in this private swimming pool is replaced regularly every day and is as clean as the shower water.
But even a meticulous person like Fan Tingnian still checked the panel on the inner wall of the swimming pool before starting to confirm the bacterial flora, temperature and cleanliness of the water.
"It fits perfectly." He confirmed it and told her in a serious voice.
Chu Song hugged his neck, feeling so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die. She could only bury her face in his shoulder and urge him to hurry up.
He picked her up, pressed her against the inner wall of the swimming pool, supported her hips with one arm, and asked her about the speed and depth.
He asked very directly, and instead of answering, he gently touched her chin to make her look at him. Under the dual stimulation of words and physical stimulation, she felt a little more relaxed than usual.
"Don't ask anymore..." Chu Song clung to his shoulders, his face turned to one side. In the gap, he finally found his voice and refused with difficulty.
The man holding her raised his eyebrows slightly, reached down with his right hand, and touched a pool of water that didn't belong in the pool. He lowered his head and bit her neck, slowly, enunciating each word clearly: "But you seem to like it."
"Every time I ask you, you contract so hard."
"So you like it?" He rubbed his chin against her neck.
The water temperature was moderate, but Chu Song felt extremely hot from her ears to her neck and further down. She breathed hard and nodded.
If she didn't answer, Fan Tingnian had plenty of ways to pry the correct answer out of her mouth.
When it was over, he carried her out of the swimming pool, picked up a towel from the shelf nearby, and wrapped her completely.
Chu Song was thrown up in his arms and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck. He could even easily hold her horizontally with just one arm under her knees.
In this position, Chu Song's back was hanging in the air, so she could only hug him tightly. Fan Tingnian lowered his head at this time, his eyes fixed on her face, locking onto her: "I want you to hold me like this, instead of putting your arms somewhere else."
Just now in the swimming pool, Chu Song felt so excited that her body was a little numb. By the time she realized that Fan Tingnian was asking her to hold him tighter, she had already been placed on the seat.
He bent down and stood in front of her, looking into her eyes, as if he was still waiting for something - but Chu Song didn't know.
The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds before Chu Song suddenly realized that maybe she didn't hug him just now. He now felt that she should hug him.
Half doubtfully, she stretched out her arms and hugged his shoulders.
The satisfied man then straightened up slightly, ruffled her hair, and gave her a kiss on the face as a reward, saying in a hoarse voice: "Well done."
Then he stood up and sat down on the recliner next to her.
He was not wearing any clothes, only a bath towel around his waist, with his legs half open, sitting facing her, his open legs seeming to wrap her within his reach.
Chu Song was puzzled by the compliment, but inexplicably her ears turned red.
"We'll be in London for three days, then we'll go to Italy for four days and come back."
Chu Song was still staring at the water droplets falling from his chest muscles. Half a second later, she reacted and said in confusion: "Going to Italy?"
Why go to Italy? She remembered that the competition was only hosted in London.
However, thinking about what Sophie said in the restaurant the day before yesterday, I felt that since they were going there, Fan Tingnian might want to go back home to take care of work.
"Are you going to deal with...something at your work?" Chu Song didn't know much about his family affairs, so he asked tactfully.
Work, what work? He was doing it to buy her a ring.
"No." He answered coldly.
Chu Song was not that curious about his affairs. She pulled up a corner of the bath towel and ruffled her hair: "Oh."
After that, she had no more questions and focused on blowing her hair, but Fan Tingnian's eyes seemed to be always on her, looking at her very intently, as if waiting for her to ask something.
But two minutes later, she was still drying her hair and didn't ask anything.
So Fan Tingnian spoke up: "What color gemstone do you like?"
"Red diamonds, blue diamonds?" Fan Tingnian just gave two examples symbolically.
“......Ah?” Chu Song was still a little confused and looked over.
"Forget it." Fan Tingnian stood up. There was no point in asking such questions directly. It was better to prepare first so that there would be no surprise.
He stood up and sat beside her, put his arm around her and held her right hand with the other, rubbing his thumb repeatedly on the bases of her fingers.
She should look good in any color, so you can have one custom-made with different colors and types of gemstones for her to choose from.
He kept looking at her fingers and neck. Chu Song finally became a little confused. He took off the towel on his head and asked, "What are you doing?"
Fan Tingnian lifted her chin, bent down and kissed her, and said lightly: "Nothing."
Even though Chu Song was a little confused, she felt very comfortable being kissed by Fan Tingnian, so she couldn't help but move closer and kiss his cheek.
Although it was only a short relationship, Fan Tingnian always said that he liked her, so she thought she should express it.
"Fan Tingnian...I like you."
The man seemed to be very happy to be kissed. He put his left hand on the back of her head and said in a low voice: "Me too."
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The day before departure, Chu Song packed his luggage in his bedroom.
Because she would be gone for a week and wasn't sure who she would meet, she planned to bring extra clothes.
I told Shu Ang about going to London to sign for the competition. Shu Ang is in charge of the affairs related to Fan Tingnian's studio, and this kind of thing cannot be hidden from her.
When Shuang called, Chu Song apologized for increasing the workload of the workers.
She sat down beside the bed, her phone already connected. "Yes... because I'm going to participate in the AMND competition, and Mr. Fan said he would recommend me to participate under the name of his studio."
"Are you going to form a team to participate in the competition?" Shu Ang looked through the information just delivered by his subordinates.
When Fan Tingnian's colleague at UTE called, he was talking about the person who participated in the competition. It was Fan Tingnian's partner. She was stunned when she heard this sentence on the receiver, but at that time she didn't know that the person participating in the competition was Chu Song.
Later, when I saw the documents sent by the other student and saw Chu Song's name, I thought that maybe it was not made clear during the communication. Fan Tingnian never used his own name to do convenience for anyone, so when the other party saw that it was a girl of the right age, he subconsciously thought so.
Chu Song briefly explained about his competition.
Shuang: "Okay, I understand the situation."
However, Shu Ang was still a little confused. Things like signing did not require Fan Tingnian to be present in person. With the development of technology and his high status in the circle, it was possible to sign documents electronically remotely. It was unclear why he had to go there in person.
However, Shu Ang is not like Wan Ting. She and Fan Tingnian are of the same generation and are also real subordinates. She has no right to say anything about the boss's affairs.
Before hanging up the phone, Chu Song also expressed his gratitude to Shu Ang: "Even if I go there, I won't delay my work. The third batch of design drawings have been completed last night. Xiao Ai, Zhang Zhang and I have checked the details today and can send them to you."
Chu Song is very capable and always punctual. So far, every time the drawings are delivered, they are delivered earlier than the previously scheduled time.
And for some unknown reason, Fan Tingnian was unexpectedly satisfied with every drawing submitted.
It seems that the drawings don’t matter, as long as the designer is still there.
Shuang said gently on the other end: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Maybe the work in the castle is really easy, no one ever works overtime, and few people finish their work ahead of time, so Chu Song's "high efficiency" that retains the habits of office workers really makes Shu Ang feel that she has worked hard.
I set off for London on Fan Tingnian's private plane.
Chu Song never knew that in this seaside city, there was even a small private airport near the sea.
Chu Song sat with other staff members. The girl sitting on the left was a staff member of Fan Tingnian's team.
He is a few years older than her, just turned 30 this year, and is also a staff member transferred from Italy. He was originally a subordinate of Fan Tingnian's mother.
She is Chinese, but perhaps because she has been abroad for a long time, she has a passionate and unrestrained personality, just like Sophie and other Italians she had met in the castle before.
The two of them sat down, and she first praised Chu Song's earrings, and then said that her skin was good, so tender that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it, and that it was a face that everyone wanted to pinch.
Chu Song felt embarrassed by the compliment and could only smile shyly, then praised her necklace for being beautiful.
The flight was long and the prolonged silence would cause tinnitus, so the woman chatted with her for a while longer.
After talking about work, the topic inadvertently turned to Fan Tingnian.
"Mr. Fan has a younger brother. Although he is the sole heir to the family business, his trip to Italy may be because he wants to reorganize the family business."
There are many complicated things going on in such wealthy families, and disputes over family property are common.
"Brother?" Chu Song was surprised. She remembered Fan Tingnian saying that he didn't have any brothers or sisters.
"Yes," the woman nodded. "Mr. Fan's mother had another child with an Italian man after his father died. But that man was such a jerk that his mother's family expelled him. Mr. Fan himself doesn't have a good relationship with his brother either."
Chu Song nodded. Although she was curious, she felt it was impolite to pry into other people's family affairs, so she didn't ask any more questions.
But the woman next to him mentioned Fan Tingnian's younger brother, smiling and gossipingly praising him: "Mr.'s younger brother looks a lot like him, but he's seven years younger than him and is just nineteen this year."
"I saw him when I went to Italy last year. Like Mr. Fan, he had dark green eyes. He was very beautiful, but he always went against his brother."
The woman held up her face and smiled, but then she felt that she had said too much about her boss and it was not good, so she ended the conversation.
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