Song Qingyou was busy working, while Fu Wenzhou idly scrolled through his phone, waiting for her to get off work.
From beginning to end, his eyes seemed to be glued to her.
The more I look at it, the more I like it; the more I look at it, the more I cherish it.
His treasure is one of a kind.
Song Qingyou felt her scalp tingling from his gaze, so she simply canceled all her subsequent meetings and left work with him.
As the two stepped out of the elevator and left the company, the employees gossiped among themselves.
"It's clearly President Fu holding President Song's hand, but it feels like President Song is holding a big dog."
"Isn't a big dog good? A young lady x a loyal dog, how wonderful!"
Upon hearing these sounds, Fu Wenzhou wrapped his long arm around Song Qingyou and pulled her into his embrace, sniffing her neck like a big dog: "They say I'm your loyal dog."
Song Qingyou dragged this big person towards the parking lot, forcefully shoving him away: "Why do you want to be a dog instead of a decent person?"
"Am I not your favorite dog?" The man was a master at acting crazy and shameless, leaving Song Qingyou both amused and exasperated.
What a loyal dog! This is clearly a pesky wild wolf!
She ruffled the man's hair in a fit of pique, "Then go drive, you little wolf."
Fu Wenzhou walked briskly over to his car.
Song Qingyou watched his retreating figure when her phone rang.
"Ms. Song, this is a hospital. Ms. Xu Qingran's amputation surgery was very successful. She is currently under observation and has just woken up. She is asking to see you."
Song Qingyou coldly replied, "I won't see you."
Suddenly, Xu Qingran's hysterical scream came from the other end of the phone: "Song Qingyou! Don't you want to know why I jumped off the building? Come see me! Come see me right now and I'll tell you who tried to harm you!"
"Song Qingyou! Are you coming or not?!"
Fu Wenzhou had already driven over. Song Qingyou ignored Xu Qingran's frantic screams and hung up the phone indifferently.
Xu Qingran was selfish and cowardly. A selfish person would not easily end their own life. When Song Qingyou learned that she had jumped off the building, she guessed that someone must have encouraged her.
Those who instigated her wanted to use her death to escalate the situation.
Her project involved a huge investment of money and countless hours of effort; it was all real money, and wasting even a day was a waste of that money.
Moreover, if things get out of control, her project will be shelved, triggering a series of chain reactions, and her company will inevitably face crises in various aspects.
It's not just about finances and funds, but also about reputation and public relations; these are all fatal flaws.
She only offended a handful of people, and even fewer people wanted to sabotage her in this matter. Once the scope was narrowed down, it wasn't hard to guess who was behind it.
The sound faded into silence.
However, she is not sure yet.
Once in the car, she was lost in thought and didn't realize that she was staring at Fu Wenzhou the whole time.
While the car was stopped at the intersection waiting for the red light, Fu Wenzhou leaned over and stole a kiss on her lips, startling her!
"Drive carefully!"
This guy is too reckless. He dares to drive recklessly. Doesn't he know that many couples who show affection in their cars get into accidents?
Fu Wenzhou nodded with his chin, gesturing for her to look at the traffic light: "I'm driving carefully, but the red light won't let me go."
Song Qingyou: "...Stop joking."
Fu Wenzhou: "What are you thinking about?"
"I miss Xu Qingran." She glanced at him leisurely. "I wonder who was kind enough to help me get rid of this big trouble."
Fu Wenzhou: "...Perhaps you are blessed, and God is protecting you."
Song Qingyou smiled and said, "Maybe it's not God, maybe it's my guardian angel."
The words "guardian" struck Fu Wenzhou hard in his heart.
"A guardian angel, huh?" He savored the words, feeling quite pleased.
If he could, he would be willing to be his daughter Youyou's guardian angel for life.
May she live a long and healthy life, and may she enjoy peace and well-being throughout her life.
...
As soon as they entered the house, Yun Nian ran over excitedly!
"I did it!"
His hands were covered in herbal juice, and his still-childish face showed visible fatigue, but he was in excellent spirits. He excitedly grabbed Song Qingyou's clothes and led her to his side courtyard.
However, the next moment, he felt his hand loosen.
Turning his head, Fu Wenzhou pulled Song Qingyou into his arms, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Just talk, why are you getting physical? Don't you know your sister Qingyou isn't feeling well?"
Yun Nian was so angry that he caused two Buddhas to ascend to heaven from Mount Foshan!
joke!
As a descendant of a legendary doctor, if he didn't know that Song Qingyou was unwell, what was he doing here all these days?
Are we to be parasites?
However, he was in a good mood today and was too lazy to argue with this childish control freak. He crossed his arms, raised his face, and said smugly, "Fu Wenzhou, I advise you to be polite to me, so you don't have to kneel down and beg me later."
Fu Wenzhou wished he could give his life for Song Qingyou, treating her like his own eyeballs. He thought that if he wanted to control her, he only needed to control Sister Qingyou.
Fu Wenzhou: "Oh, Master Yun Nian, are you dreaming before you've woken up?"
Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Song Qingyou rubbed her forehead in exasperation and pulled Fu Wenzhou back, saying, "Don't bully him."
Fu Wenzhou coughed up blood: "I bullied him? Youyou, he was the one who provoked me first. You can't favor him just because he's younger than me."
Song Qingyou: "..."
Yun Nian said sarcastically, "Sister Qingyou, look, this person has two faces. She was so hateful when she was making fun of me just now, but she only knows how to play the victim in front of you. Humph! You green tea bitch!"
Fu Wenzhou: "Youyou".
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