Xiao Xin nodded awkwardly, not expecting his boss to be such a womanizer...
Yu Muqing didn't intend to continue teasing him. She took out a document and handed it to Xiao Xin: "This is Fu Yan's personal information, as well as information on some people related to Fu Yan."
Xiao Xin looked puzzled, but quickly took the document and looked at Yu Muqing: "Why are you giving me this?"
Yu Muqing squinted, her gaze unfocused as she stared ahead of the car, her fingertips lightly tapping the steering wheel.
"The Jiang family is having a banquet next Monday, and they have specifically invited Fu Yan to attend."
At this point, he took a puff of his cigarette and continued, "Those old foxes are watching the Fu family all the time, just waiting for the day when the Fu family falls into ruin so they can kick them when they're down."
"But the Fu family only has one son, Fu Yan..."
Xiao Xin flipped through the documents in her hand, and asked, seemingly understanding but not quite, "You want me to take Fu Yan to the banquet so that no one can see through his amnesia?"
Yu Muqing gave Xiao Xin an approving look: "Smart."
He glanced at the document in Xiao Xin's hand: "You and Fu Yan must memorize this document before the banquet."
Xiao Xin glanced at the document, which was about two centimeters thick, and nodded: "Okay, I understand."
There was still a week until the banquet, which was more than enough for Xiao Xin.
Yu Muqing looked at Xiao Xin with concern again: "However, Xiao Yan's brain was injured, and I'm afraid his memory will be impaired, so you may have to work hard during this period."
Xiao Xin nodded thoughtfully: "It's alright, memory is one of my strengths."
He doesn't have many strengths, but he has an exceptionally clear memory, so even if he tries to pretend to be confused, his mind is always exceptionally sharp at crucial moments.
This is why Shawsington holds grudges, but also knows how to repay kindness.
Yu Muqing didn't say much, but nodded to Xiao Xin: "Okay, you can go now. I'll compile the banquet rules and send them to you later..."
Xiao Xin opened the car door, but suddenly paused as she got out. She turned back to ask Yu Muqing, "What happened to Fu Yan's injuries?"
Yu Muqing was taken aback by his direct question. After a moment of surprise, she looked at him and said, "Those injuries were initially inflicted by his father. Whenever his father got angry, he liked to hang him up and beat him. Later, Xiao Yan developed a habit of hiring someone to hang him up and beat him whenever his wounds itched..."
Xiao Xin: "..."
His eyelids drooped, and he tightened his grip on the car door.
Xiao Xin felt as if something was gripping her heart, and her breathing became labored.
I didn't expect Yu Muqing to know Fu Yan so well, so why didn't she stop him?
Seeing the worry on his face, as if she could read Xiao Xin's mind, Yu Muqing took a puff of her cigarette and teased, "What, are you worried about him?"
Xiao Xin, realizing his thoughts had been read, pursed his lips and stubbornly replied, "No."
Yu Muqing glanced at his panicked expression, smiled, took a puff of her cigarette, and added, "If it weren't for the amnesia, his symptoms might have been much more severe, especially after Jiang Yuqing disappeared..."
Therefore, Yu Muqing has always been trying to find a replacement for Jiang Yuqing to pull Fu Yan back from the abyss.
Thinking this, Yu Muqing looked at Xiao Xin meaningfully.
Perhaps his initial judgment wasn't wrong.
Even though nothing good happened to Fu Yan after meeting Xiao Xin, the fact that Fu Yan clung to Xiao Xin after losing his memory was already beyond Yu Muqing's expectations.
It worked better than he had expected.
He couldn't help but fantasize that perhaps Xiao Xin really could rescue Fu Yan from the abyss...
As soon as Xiao Xin looked up, he saw Yu Muqing's deep eyes staring intently at him, as if trying to see right through him.
A chill ran down his spine, and he interrupted Yu Muqing's thoughts, saying, "President Yu, I'll be going now."
As the cigarette burned out from between his fingers, Yu Muqing was burned by a spark.
He snapped back to his senses and nodded to Xiao Xin: "Go..."
...
Fu Yan sat in the passenger seat, his head constantly sticking out to look at the car where Xiao Xin was. The sorrow in his eyes grew thicker and thicker, but it all vanished the moment he saw Xiao Xin get out of the car.
Xiao Xin opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and looked at Fu Yan, who was sitting obediently in the seat.
The thought of Fu Yan's injuries caused a sudden pang in my heart.
Compared to Xiao Lin's gentleness, Fu Yan's father was simply an utterly wicked demon.
Fu Yan smiled, but when he saw Xiao Xin's furrowed brows, his own brows furrowed as well: "Brother, were you bullied again?"
Xiao Xin asked in confusion, "Huh?"
A smell suddenly wafted into Fu Yan's nose.
He pulled Xiao Xin's hand, sniffed his sleeve, and frowned in displeasure: "Brother, you stink!"
It was filled with the smell of unknown perfumes and cigarettes.
He felt very uncomfortable smelling it and immediately shook off Xiao Xin's hand.
Xiao Xin was taken aback by his inexplicable actions.
He withdrew his hand, saw Fu Yan's aggrieved expression, and raised his hand to rub his head.
Fu Yan caught a glimpse of his movement out of the corner of her eye and dodged towards the car window: "Brother, don't touch me."
Xiao Xin smiled and withdrew his hand. Well, even when he was angry, he still called him "brother." It seemed he wasn't that angry.
After spending a few days together, Xiao Xin had figured out some of Fu Yan's temperament.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch it."
Xiao Xin curled his lips into a smile, put his hand on the steering wheel, and slammed on the gas, speeding off.
It seems that even though Fu Yan has lost his memory, he still retains some of his germaphobia.
Throughout the journey, Fu Yan pouted and turned her neck to look out the car window, sulking.
Xiao Xin was happy to have some free time and didn't initiate any conversation.
He yawned widely, thinking that after taking Fu Yan home, he would go back to his own place and get some rest.
…
Following the navigation directions given by Yu Muqing, Xiao Xin drove into the residential area.
The old man at the gate saw his luxury car and let him through the gate without asking any questions.
Xiao Xin passed by the security booth and asked which way to the parking lot.
The old man glanced at him, and seeing that Xiao Xin was a stranger, asked Xiao Xin for his resident information.
Without thinking, Xiao Xin blurted out a house number. The old man paused for a moment, then walked out of the security booth and said to Xiao Xin, "Young man, you live in a villa area with a separate garage."
Xiao Xin was also caught off guard. Yu Muqing said she bought Fu Yan a house, but she didn't expect it to be a small villa.
Seeing Xiao Xin in a daze, the old man waved his hand in front of him and said, "Young man, the building you live in is a bit far from the gate. Wait for me to ride my electric scooter."
Xiao Xin understood what he meant and nodded to the old man: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Along the way, Xiao Xin followed the old man slowly at the slowest speed.
After driving for about ten minutes, the old man finally stopped in front of a villa.
Xiao Xin stopped the car, tossed the luggage from the back seat to Fu Yan, and told him to get out.
Fu Yan obediently got out of the car. Seeing that Xiao Xin was still in the car, he anxiously leaned against the car window and asked, "Brother, why aren't you getting out of the car?"
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