Chapter 44 He is an idiot for joining the game
Maomao raised his hand and pointed to the back.
"Get in the car, I'll drive you there."
"Don't sit in the passenger seat."
He added another sentence at the end.
Zhu Yanshi nodded, opened the back door obediently, and got in the car.
The cold air rushed over him in an instant, dispelling the dull heat that covered him.
There was a very clean and clear smell of mountain spring in the car.
Zhu Yanshi deliberately sat diagonally opposite the other party to keep a greater distance.
If this happened to someone else, Fu Qi'an might not even leave any exhaust gas for the other person.
But Zhu Yanshi is different. Although he is noisy, overall, the smell on his body is not that unpleasant.
The car arrived at Building 6 and Fu Qian drove directly into the yard. When he got out of the car, someone was already squatting on the ground interacting with his cat.
The white ragdoll cat was making trouble in the garden, and its body was covered with dirt, forming a transitional color between white and gray.
Zhu Yanshi held the cat in his arms and stroked its fur with his hands.
Fu Qi'an retreated a long way back.
He lowered his head and started talking on the phone.
He urgently needs to ask the nanny to wash his dirty cat.
"I didn't expect you to have a cat."
Zhu Yanshi sighed. He stood up holding the cat, his back to the sun. He held the kitten in front of his face and looked at Fu Qi'an together.
"I found it on the roadside."
Fu Qi'an's answer was very simple.
"This breed of cat is very expensive."
“Will someone get lost too?”
Zhu Yanshi was pulling the cat's head.
“People who live here aren’t too poor.”
Fu Qian'an raised his eyelids and suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.
"I don't know why I brought it back..."
"Because you are kind."
Zhu Yanshi smiled brightly.
"Why are you hiding so far away?"
A sly glint flashed in the boy's eyes.
Suddenly, he took a few steps forward with the dirty cat. The further he walked, the further back the man holding the cell phone and talking on it moved.
Zhu Yanshi didn't laugh until the other party got stuck in front of the car.
The furry little cat Gaba blinked its sapphire eyes and looked innocently at the boy who was holding it in his arms and laughing.
The light shines between the boy's eyebrows and eyes, illuminating his bold smile.
Zhu Yanshi looks very nice when he smiles.
Her eyebrows are curved, and her mouth corners are round when she smiles, which makes her look cute and youthful.
He fell to the ground and stroked the kitten's head rudely.
The cat, which was usually extremely arrogant and looked down on people, came over very attentively and rubbed Zhu Yanshi's palm with its cheek.
It's like rubbing your favorite catnip.
The water droplets flowing from the fountain next to him were touched by the light above his head, and the boy's smile was bright and shining.
Fu Qi'an was slightly distracted until the voice from the other end of the phone brought him back to his senses.
"gentlemen?"
"If you have something to do, go ahead and do it... Come back when you're done."
Fu Qianan hung up the phone, put the phone back in his pocket, and stood in the corner watching the man and the cat having fun.
Half an hour later did Zhu Yanshi realize that he had a mission.
He stood up, brushed off the grass debris on his body, and prepared to say goodbye to Fu Qian'an.
He looked around, then opened his phone and handed the address to Fu Qian'an.
"Where is this? Do you know?"
Fu Qi'an's eyes drooped as he glanced at the boy's phone, and what he saw was the screen full of cracks.
He carefully kept his attention focused and was able to clearly see the line of words that appeared on the screen.
City Garden Building 6, 603.
Fu Qi'an was silent for a moment, then looked down and saw the note above.
——Haruyama’s residence.
"I don't know him."
Fu Qi'an suddenly turned around, pushed open the door of the villa, and shouted as he walked in.
"Furball, come in."
The kitten, who was lazily lying on the ground and rolling around to seek attention, unaware of his owner's sudden cold mood, quickly picked up his pace and ran into the villa.
There was a click and the door closed completely.
Zhu Yanshi was locked outside the door.
Zhu Yanshi, who had no idea why the other party's attitude had changed drastically, walked out of the yard holding his cell phone, his heart beating fast.
I looked up groggily and saw the sign posted at the gate of the yard.
——603.
Zhu Yanshi's eyes went dark.
Could it be any more coincidental?
The earth is indeed round.
Fu Qi'an turned on the air conditioner in the villa, sat on the sofa, squinted his eyes and stared at the wall in front of him for a while, then he heard continuous knocking on the door.
The boy's voice drifted over intermittently, sounding muffled.
"Brother~"
"Brother~ I have something to talk to you~"
"I won't cheat you!"
"Brother~"
The last two sounds were like wailing.
Fu Qi'an raised his eyebrows and saw a dirty little kitten running to his feet. It didn't dare to get close, but stared at him eagerly.
Poor and cute.
The phone rang, and Fu Qi'an glanced at the message that popped up.
[Zhu Yanshi: I’m going to get a heat stroke~]
[Zhu Yanshi: Brother, do you really want to do this?]
[Zhu Yanshi: I feel dizzy...]
Fu Qi'an didn't move, his eyes slowly turned to the several paintings hanging on the wall next to him.
Recently, someone has been coming to him, saying that the Song Group sincerely wants to reach a cooperation.
Fu Qi'an is not short of money, so he does whatever he wants without any constraints.
He hated to have contact with people he didn't know. Putting aside his mysophobia, he also didn't like the smell of those people just being in the same space with them.
Fu Qi'an was born with the ability to be more sensitive to smells than anyone else.
When he was very young, his parents divorced and his mother raised him alone. Life was very hard at that time, and he was more sensitive to changes in the outside world than others.
As I grew older, I became increasingly obsessed with cleanliness and was disliked by my mother's later family.
A few years ago, Fu Qi'an broke off relations with his mother, became independent, and created an account on the platform.
Spring Mountain.
He released a series of paintings, which received unanimous praise in the circle, and also earned a considerable income by selling paintings.
After he moved out, his mother's reconstituted family gave him a sum of money, enough for him to live a luxurious life until he graduated from college.
Fu Qi'an's life can't be said to be tragic, but it can't be said to be smooth either.
Mysophobia is a mental illness.
Fu Qi'an went to see a psychologist, who hinted at the reasons for his worsening mysophobia.
The knot in my heart is not so easy to untie.
The more you can't figure it out, the worse your condition will become.
It was also in recent years that Fu Qi'an began to reject the smell that made him uncomfortable that emanated from many people in the outside world.
Until I met Yuan Qing.
He found a relatively comfortable situation, which allowed his tense nerves to relax a little in a large environment like the campus.
He consulted a psychologist, who said that he could gain a deeper understanding and perhaps resolve his problem.
Completely become a normal person.
Fu Qi'an was thinking too much until the sounds outside the door gradually faded away and he could no longer hear any sound.
He stood up in a daze, trotted open the door.
There was no one at the door, perhaps the boy had left.
Fu Qi'an frowned slightly and looked down.
But at this moment, a bouquet of flowers appeared in his lowered sight.
The flowers are brightly colored, a mixture of yellow, red and blue.
"There are wildflowers growing in your garden. I'll pull them out for you."
Zhu Yanshi's face appeared behind the bouquet of flowers, his cheeks slightly flushed due to the heat, and his eyes were shining.
"Just let me in, it's really hot outside."
Zhu Yanshi's voice softened a little, with a hint of coquettishness in the ending tone.
"I wash your cat for you, in exchange?"
The boy tilted his head and blinked.
Fu Qi'an pursed his lips, glanced away uncomfortably, took a step aside, and cleared his throat.
"Wash the cat, mop the floor, and disinfect these flowers before putting them in the vase..."
Zhu Yanshi walked into the villa without any hesitation and picked up the kitten that ran over excitedly. Then the dirty man, cat and a bouquet of flowers rushed into the bathroom together.
Fu Qi'an got a set of clothes from upstairs and when he walked into the bathroom, he saw Zhu Yanshi squatting on the ground styling the cat.
The other person looked up, still holding foam in his hand. Maomao had a pile of foam on his head, and he looked over with a pair of innocent bright eyes.
Fu Qi'an: "..."
Zhu Yanshi: "Hahahahaha! You two are indeed father and son, with the same expression!"
After Zhu Yanshi finished laughing, he lowered his head and immersed himself in his art, unable to extricate himself.
Make two horns for the cat and two hands on its back...
Fu Qi'an couldn't bear to watch it and could only put the clothes on the chair at the door.
"After you wash him, take a shower yourself."
Zhu Yanshi paused for a moment.
"Why should I wash?"
"You're dirty."
Fu Qi'an looked speechless.
Zhu Yanshi lowered his head, and after the people left, he reached out and poked the kitten's head.
"It's like coming to the bed..."
Pout.
The kitten meowed cooperatively.
Zhu Yanshi thinks cats are still the cutest.
By the time everything was packed up, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhu Yanshi glanced at the dusk sky outside the window. The orange-yellow sunlight fell on the ground, leaving a long strip of color.
The clothes he was wearing didn't fit him well; the sleeves and trouser legs were a little too long.
Zhu Yanshi stood beside the sofa and looked carefully at Fu Qi'an's physique.
He looked so thin and weak.
Her arms and legs are actually longer than his.
Unfair.
Zhu Yanshi once again felt that God was unfair.
Why are some people rich, good-looking, and have long arms and legs?
After a moment of indignation, I heard a cold and indifferent voice coming from the side.
"You perform magic tricks?"
“…”
Zhu Yanshi sat obediently on the sofa.
The boy was wearing a loose home suit, a pair of slippers on his feet, and holding a fluffy kitten in his arms.
Fu Qi'an suddenly felt that this scene was a little weird.
Inexplicably warm.
Some people are very capable of breaking this warm atmosphere and honestly push their phones over.
"Hello, Mr. Haruyama."
“…”
Neuropathy.
Fu Qi'an resisted the urge to swear.
Zhu Yanshi briefly explained his position and his sincere desire to cooperate.
He brought up the cooperation amount that Song Kai had agreed to and the strength of the other company.
Fu Qi'an remained unmoved and raised an eyebrow.
"oh."
"Then what?"
"Mr. Song, he is very cooperative..."
"He is Song Zhiyu's father?" Fu Qi'an interrupted Zhu Yan's speech with his eyes closed.
He clearly distinguished between public and private matters and brought his cat over and held it in his arms.
His eyes fell on the red, blue and purple flowers that were arranged in a haphazard vase on the table.
"right."
Zhu Yanshi nodded.
"Song Kai is well-known in the industry for being protective and narrow-minded."
"You've taken away Song Zhiyu's soul..."
"Are you not afraid that he will use this matter to retaliate against you?"
Fu Qi'an slid his fingers across the kitten's back, raised his eyes, and his cold gaze fell on Zhu Yanshi's face.
The atmosphere became serious.
“I need this cooperation.”
Zhu Yanshi answered very seriously.
"Completing this cooperation is the best way for me to find a job in the future and solve my offline financial difficulties."
"Besides, it's not my fault that Song Zhiyu likes me. I won't let Song Kai's distorted values consume me."
"I just think Song Kai is an idiot who wants to give me money."
Fu Qi'an smiled.
"But...what if it can't be completed?"
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