After being busy until late at night, Yu'er returned home and didn't care about her fiancé at all.
It’s time to sleep.
Knowing that their daughter went to bed late, Zhou's parents were very considerate. Before leaving, they specifically instructed the servants not to go upstairs to disturb the young lady's rest.
Yu'er slept peacefully until noon and had no dreams all night.
The bedroom is very large and quiet.
The chirping of birds outside was completely blocked out by the windows.
The large glass window not far from the bed was covered tightly with curtains.
The glaring light from outside that disturbs people's dreams cannot penetrate at all.
The largest piece of furniture in the entire bedroom is undoubtedly the long rectangular bed in the middle of the room.
The quilt in the middle of the bed was slightly arched, and if you looked closely, you could see that it was slightly twisted.
After a while, the noise became louder and louder.
Yu'er, who had successfully caught up on her sleep, didn't open her eyes, but her eyeballs moved slightly under her eyelids and her eyelashes trembled.
Probably in a state of being half awake and half awake, in the chaos, Yuer habitually turned sideways and stretched out his hand.
He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and groped towards the head of the bed, groping for the cell phone there.
Feeling the familiar touch, she reached out and unlocked the screen.
The next second, Yu'er, who had wanted to check the time, was caught first by the screen that lit up and the messages that flashed across the screen.
I propped myself up with my hands and stood up, staring at the phone with sleepy eyes and suddenly I was no longer sleepy.
She clicked on the information displayed in the background while still feeling confused.
Logically speaking, she had just returned to China not long ago and not many friends contacted her.
Looking at the series of more than thirty messages, she secretly complained, who has so much free time.
When I clicked on it, the avatar was black, and then I looked at the note above it: Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan: "Piggy peeking out JPG."
Fu Jingchuan: "Good morning!"
Fu Jingchuan: "You're not still sleeping, are you?"
Fu Jingchuan: "Really still sleeping."
Fu Jingchuan: "Okay, then you continue to sleep. Squeak when you wake up."
Yuer scrolled through the chat history and looked at the nonsense on the screen, feeling a little headache.
She continued to scroll down and saw that there was no reply to the message sent at 7 o'clock.
The guy on the other end was quite patient, holding it in for half an hour, and then trying carefully without giving up.
Fu Jingchuan: "Are you awake yet?"
Fu Jingchuan: "Touch your nose and test JPG."
Fu Jingchuan: "You can really sleep well."
Fu Jingchuan: "Tell me when you wake up, and I'll take you out to play."
Having no contact for three years between seven o'clock and ten minutes before she woke up was no better than a stranger.
A passionate relationship with the younger brother of her nominal fiancé.
Yu'er was unsure for a moment and felt a little confused.
Staring at the screen, she curled her fingers and then smoothed her drooping hair.
If my memory serves me correctly, my relationship with the two brothers of the Fu family was mostly indifferent before I went abroad.
There was no way. She was in poor health at that time, seldom went out, and few friends came to her house to play.
A paper body cannot withstand the test.
So, do I know him well?
Yuer asked herself uncertainly.
The answer came easily in a moment.
Not very familiar.
The guy on the other side of the phone seemed to have telepathy. Perhaps he was not giving up, and after a few minutes, he quietly showed up again.
Fu Jingchuan: "You're not awake yet, are you? Okay, forget about breakfast. If you're awake, I'll take you to lunch."
What a good person talking to himself, asking himself and answering his own questions.
Completely disregarding the lives of others, a faint sense of crisis gushed out.
It feels like I'm stuck with dog shit.
Yu'er pursed her lips, her fingers wandering on the screen that lit up and dimmed, dimmed and lit up again.
In the end, he couldn't bear the pang of conscience and replied coldly.
Delicate little princess: "I'm awake."
At the Fu Group headquarters, Fu Jingchuan, who was working at his family's company, suddenly jumped up from his office chair.
The assistant who was reporting seriously on his work across the table was so frightened that he shouted and took several steps back.
He looked at his boss opposite him with a look of panic, who was inexplicably excited.
Fu Jingchuan unilaterally cut off the brainwave communication with his subordinates.
The man stood up suddenly, holding a cell phone in his hand.
He stared at the two small words and a punctuation mark that appeared on the lit screen as if he had found a treasure, his fingers moving swiftly.
Fu Jingchuan: "You're awake."
Fu Jingchuan: "Ahem... I didn't realize you were up late. I'll pick you up now and have lunch together. I know a restaurant that serves really good steaks."
Fu Jingchuan: "Dog head bubbling JPG."
Fu Jingchuan: "Are you there?"
I waited patiently for a while, but no one responded.
The young man who was staring at his phone frowned, and the cold air he emitted unconsciously made the invisible secretary beside him shiver.
Don't pay attention to me, don't pay attention to me, just treat me as a dead person.
Thank God, thank God.
The next second, the boss with a frown on his brow looked over coldly.
Assistant XX, who folded his hands in front of him, was very respectful, honest and reserved, and his heart was buzzing.
It’s over! It’s over! It’s over! It’s over…
The big devil looked over here, he looked at me.
The assistant who had entered the tenth level of alert saw the Great Demon King waving at him, calling him over like calling a dog.
The assistant came forward like a lackey.
"I have a friend who recently fell in love with a girl from the same circle. He really likes her, and it's a genuine feeling."
Assistant: "JPG of an old man on the subway looking at his phone."
Fu Jingchuan sat back in his office chair and raised his eyelids. Seeing the strange expressions of his subordinates, he knew at a glance that they were not trustworthy.
He looked at the cell phone that had gone dark and was still dark beside him.
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