"Mr. Jin, I've arrived at the entrance of Fu Fei's residential area, but I have a terrible sense of direction and can't find your house. Could you... come and pick me up?"
Jin Fu had just driven to the company when he received the call.
On the phone, Gu Qingfei's voice sounded tired, making one feel inexplicably sorry for her.
So he turned the steering wheel around and quickly drove home.
As expected, when they arrived at the door, they saw Gu Qingfei carrying two boxes of flowers, standing in the breeze.
The man's long hair was tied back with a strand of gold thread, and his hands were in his pockets.
The thin trench coat accentuated her slender figure and graceful demeanor.
It's so beautiful...
Jin Fu thought to himself: Surely no drunkards in the tavern would bully him?
Even Jin Fu himself found the idea laughable.
What are you thinking about?
Gu Qingfei isn't a woman, so why is she treating him like a delicate little girl and feeling sorry for him?
I've been working so much overtime lately that I'm completely out of it.
Jin Fu got out of the car and walked towards Gu Qingfei, muttering, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I thought I was the only one who had to go to the company to work overtime. Why don't you want to go home?"
As he spoke, he walked up to Gu Qingfei, picking up a box of flowers in one hand. "Besides, don't you have any employees? Why are you delivering them yourself?"
Gu Qingfei replied, "My parents are in the countryside and couldn't get tickets, so I didn't go back. All the employees are on holiday, and I was bored by myself. I remembered that you had ordered flowers, so I decided to come and deliver them."
"Running a sole proprietorship, isn't it just that simple?"
Jin Fu led Gu Qingfei upstairs, into the house, put down the flowers, and couldn't help but glance at Gu Qingfei's face again.
The compliment slipped out: "He looks quite good; he doesn't look like he grew up in the countryside."
This statement has the connotation of praising someone, but it carries more of a lewd tone.
Jin Fu suddenly had the illusion that he was pinching Gu Qingfei's chin and saying, "Little girl, you're pretty."
He regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth and was about to apologize when he saw Gu Qingfei only pause for a moment before smiling politely and saying, "You take good care of yourself."
The two chatted casually for a few minutes, and then Gu Qingfei heard that Jin Fu had to go to work overtime, so she didn't stay any longer.
He got up and left.
The moment the door closed, Jin Fu suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
Why do you always want to stick to someone after only meeting them for the second time?
It's weird.
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At 8:38 p.m., Jin Fu finished his overtime work and was just about to go to bed at the company when he received another call from Gu Qingfei.
A surge of joy welled up inside her, and her heart skipped a beat: "Hello? Qingfei?"
The voice on the other end wasn't Gu Qingfei's; it was a waiter from a local bar.
"Sir, are you a friend of Mr. Gu Qingfei? Mr. Gu is drunk, could you... pick him up and take him home?"
"Okay, right away." Jin Fu immediately got up and drove to the bar where Gu Qingfei was.
It is the only five-star hotel in this small city.
Jin Fu became increasingly suspicious that Gu Qingfei was not a self-employed individual at all.
Not only is he good-looking, but he also frequents places that far exceed his current income level.
Gu Qingfei was really drunk; she vomited all over the car after it had only gone a few steps.
Leaning back in his seat, he mumbled sleepily, "Don't worry, it won't be for nothing. I'll buy you another one later."
Compensation...compensation for the car?
Jin Fu gritted his teeth, becoming increasingly certain that Gu Qingfei was an evil rich second-generation.
After taking the person back to her home, Gu Qingfei went to the bathroom and vomited again.
The man, who had just vomited, reeked of alcohol and felt unwell.
I decided to take off my clothes and take a shower.
But with his blurred vision, he couldn't turn on the shower.
I finally managed to turn it on, but I still couldn't get the water temperature to the right level.
Not only did she spray herself with water, but she also accidentally turned off the shower.
Gu Qingfei scratched her hair, looking somewhat troubled, and decided to ask someone to come in and help.
Jin Fu thought he needed something, so he pushed open the door and entered, immediately seeing the beautiful woman with wet clothes and hair.
Standing barefoot on the floor, holding the showerhead in her hand, water droplets dripping from her wet hair.
It went past the neck and stopped at the delicate collarbone...
Jin Fu's breath hitched, and his face flushed red.
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