Chapter 61 Brother-in-law [VIP]
The man wearing a cute helmet moved with a light step, like an elusive breeze, appearing and disappearing in an instant, seemingly both welcoming and refusing.
Fu Qingyan withdrew her gaze, glanced back at the milk tea crammed among the takeout orders, and suddenly felt quite pleased.
Ignoring the probing gazes around him, whether hidden or obvious, he strode over and took the milk tea.
I took the elevator upstairs and saw a secretary sitting at a workstation outside the CEO's office. I went over, put down the milk tea, and said, "I ordered too much. You can drink it yourself or give it to someone else."
"Ah, thank you, Mr. Fu." Secretary Xiao Li was flattered.
*
At 10 p.m., Qingran rode her electric scooter through the free night breeze.
"Whoosh~" The phone vibrated, making my thighs go numb.
The system, having learned bad habits from its host, deliberately omitted the name of the sender, only relaying: "[Host, it's a friend request with a note added.]"
Qingran frowned: [Is it Xu Guoqiang again? Or Wu Cuilian?]
He received a phone call from Wu Cuilian early the next morning after he left Xujia Village.
The initial task was to confirm whether he had indeed gone out to work as stated on the note.
After Qingran confirmed, Wu Cuilian told him to take care of himself and then reminded him to come back to help her harvest rice during the busy farming season before hanging up the phone.
Xu Guoqiang ignored the matter, allowing Qingran a period of peace and quiet.
Later, when Xu Guoqiang needed to use the money, he discovered that his card was missing. After much suspicion, he finally suspected Qingran, who had suddenly left home to work elsewhere.
The couple then began making calls back and forth, constantly calling Qingran's phone.
Qingran was a little curious about what Wu Cuilian wanted to say, and once took a call from her.
On the phone, Wu Cuilian earnestly advised him to bring the money back to apologize to Xu Guoqiang.
He said that if he was going to work, he shouldn't have taken money from his family. His father was so angry that he said he would pretend he didn't have a son.
She said Xu Guoqiang beats her every day, and she thought they were in cahoots.
She told him she couldn't stand being at home anymore and that he should stop being so unreasonable and bring back all the money. She said that as long as his father forgave him, he would still be the Xu family's son.
Qingran kindly offered a suggestion: "Take the money out when Xu Guoqiang isn't looking. You should know exactly where Xu Guoqiang keeps his money, right?"
Wu Cuilian said sadly, "I'm so old, who would hire me if I went out to work? Besides, your father is already angry, if I..."
Qingran didn't bother to listen to the rest of the conversation. After hanging up, she immediately added Xu Guoqiang's number to her blacklist.
Afterwards, the couple found that they could not get through to him on the phone and realized that they had been blocked, so they would borrow other people's phones to call him from time to time.
Therefore, when Qingran heard the system send a friend request, she guessed that Xu Guoqiang and Wu Cuilian had come up with a new way to contact him.
He knew that the best way to make a fortune was to change his phone number, but he still needed to go back to the Xi family home, so keeping this channel that allowed the two of them to contact him would be useful.
Thinking of Xu, Wu, and the Xi family, Qingran's thoughts began to wander uncontrollably.
Then the system innocently replied: [It shouldn't be, he asked you in his notes if you've finished get off work yet~]
Fu Qingyan.
The only person who would ask him that question is Fu Qingyan.
Qingran felt better again, and even the wind blowing in her face felt gentle and lovely.
Having just finished delivering his orders and not in a rush, he rode his bike to the side of the road, stopped, and took out his phone to accept the friend request.
A text box pops up on the screen indicating that the two have successfully added each other as friends and can start chatting.
He slowly typed a tentative question: 【Fu Qingyan?】
They replied quickly.
It's me.
Qingran asked knowingly, "How did you know my number?"
Fu Qingyan: [Forgot? You called me today.]
Qingran: [Oh, I'm a little confused from being so busy. But out of all the calls I've made, you're the only one who added me as a friend this way.]
Fu Qingyan: [Is this a compliment or a dig at me?]
Qingran: [What do you think?]
Fu Qingyan: [Then I'll take that as a compliment to my ability to seize opportunities.]
What opportunity should we seize? Of course, it's the opportunity for further communication.
Qingran: [So confident~]
Fu Qingyan: [I think you would appreciate confident people more.]
Wow, she's really good at flirting.
Mobile phone chatting is still not convenient enough. I really want to see what kind of expression men have when they send these messages.
Fu Qingyan, however, stopped short of making a point and quickly changed the subject.
Fu Qingyan: [You've taken up so much of your time chatting with me, so it seems you're not busy right now?]
Qingran: [Just finished work and was about to head back to the hotel.]
Fu Qingyan: [Is the electric scooter still charged?]
Qingran: [I'm lucky today, there's still some left~]
Fu Qingyan: [Indeed lucky.]
After a while.
Fu Qingyan: [Am I going to work tomorrow?]
Qingran: [Up. 】
Fu Qingyan: [In that case, I guess we'll have a lot of chance encounters tomorrow too.]
Qingran posted a meme of a kitten peeking through a door.
The next day, Qingran, familiar with the route, went to Yongming to deliver takeout.
Fu Qingyan ordered two chocolate desserts this time, each individually wrapped.
The two met at the checkout point. The man took out a dessert sealed in transparent plastic from the packaging bag and held it in his hand. He then handed the rest, along with the packaging bag, to Qingran.
He said, "I don't really like sweets, could you please help me with this?"
The same thing happened on the third, fourth, and fifth days.
The man would sometimes order desserts, sometimes drinks, and always two of each. One of them would be delivered to Qingran under a clearly obvious excuse.
Many employees at the access points who witnessed this scene initially tried to convince themselves not to overthink it, thinking it was just a greeting and nothing serious.
Now, whether I want to think about it or not, I have no choice but to.
These employees who frequently order takeout have a separate group chat, which is usually used to share store discounts and how to get good deals. In the past few days, the group chat has become very lively every afternoon during takeout time.
"President Fu ordered takeout again. This time it's a cranberry red velvet cake. The bright red cranberry pieces look so delicious, ah, I'm so hungry! I've already ordered one more, can't President Fu order one more for me? You're so mean!"
"I envy the ladies in the CEO's office. I heard they randomly pick people to give out desserts every day."
"Envious~"
Several posts were copied in a row, and then someone raised a question.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Fu, was that... a flirting attempt?"
"Sister, it's 100% included!"
"Oh my god, so Mr. Fu's sexual orientation is... I was wondering why Mr. Fu is so handsome, how come I've never seen him have a girlfriend? It turns out he's the wrong gender."
"Wait a minute, I think one of the girls mentioned that President Fu seems to have a girlfriend?"
"Ah??? [Panic]"
Another wave of copied posts flooded the screen. The colleague who had mentioned earlier that he seemed to remember Mr. Fu having a girlfriend came back with more information.
"Breaking news: President Fu does indeed have a girlfriend, and she is the eldest daughter of the Xi family. However, according to our sources, President Fu is so engrossed in his work that he hasn't seen his girlfriend for over two months."
"You broke up?"
This was everyone's first reaction.
However, some people quickly expressed their doubts and countered that if there were rumors about them being together, there should also be rumors about their breakup; it's impossible that no one knew.
"Having not seen each other for at least two months, it's like this relationship hasn't even started. Has Mr. Fu forgotten that he has a girlfriend?"
"Oh...should we remind you?"
"Who will remind you? You will."
Forget it. What does the love life of rich people have to do with us working like cattle?
In a sense, the staff of the food delivery group guessed correctly.
When Xi Qingning made her request, she said that she only needed the identity of being the girlfriend of the Fu family heir to shut her father up and prevent him from making excuses and gossiping about her joining the company.
With this new identity, she won't use the Fu family's name to do things in public. Fu Qingyan and she will remain the same as before, without needing to pretend to be a loving couple.
When the two were busy, they often didn't see each other for two or three months at a time, so over time, Fu Qingyan really didn't feel the reality of having a girlfriend on the surface.
"Did the delivery guy know that Mr. Fu has a girlfriend?"
"You probably don't know, and not everyone in the company knows either."
"...Uh, should I remind you of this?"
"...But what if President Fu breaks up with his girlfriend? Wouldn't it be like we're being sabotaged by a villainous supporting character if we went to remind him?"
An awkward silence fell over the group chat, and then everyone tacitly changed the subject.
Outside the Yongming Building, Qingran, whose emotions were mixed and who had fallen silent, found a park bench to sit on and leisurely ate her cake.
Besides the cake, he also had a few imported fruit candies in his pocket, in case he had a hypoglycemic episode and needed to replenish his sugar levels.
[My brother-in-law is so thoughtful!]
He exclaimed happily to the system.
The system thought to itself that if Fu Qingyan knew you called him brother-in-law, he probably wouldn't be so considerate.
The cranberry-flavored red velvet cake has a sweet and sour taste, a smooth texture that melts in your mouth, and is not too sweet or cloying.
Qingran finished her meal with satisfaction, then took out her phone to send the man her review.
Qingran: [The cake is delicious~]
Fu Qingyan: [I'm glad you like it.]
Qingran: [But I feel so guilty eating so much of your food~ [cat resting chin on its hand]]
Fu Qingyan: [Since that's the case, how about you grant me a presumptuous request?]
Qingran: [Tell me what your request is.]
Fu Qingyan: [How about leaving work early tonight? I've stumbled upon a bottle of pretty good red wine, and I'd like someone to taste it with and share our thoughts.]
Qingran: [Is it okay if I don't know much about alcohol?]
Fu Qingyan: [Perfect, I don't know either.]
Ah, no wonder you don't understand.
The original novel states that Fu's mother was born into a scholarly family and raised Fu Qingyan from a young age according to the standards of a young master from a prestigious family, with wine tasting being a required course.
The system secretly grumbled to itself.
Fu Qingyan: [Shall I pick you up at the hotel entrance at 6 PM?]
Qingran: [Okay, I'll be waiting for you~]
[00, please don't accept any more orders for me after 4 PM.]
[Received!]
Around 4 PM, after delivering all the takeout orders, Qingran rode her bike back to the hotel and took a relaxing hot bath.
The scalding hot water made his bones feel sore.
When it was almost time, I stepped out of the bathtub, dried myself off, and walked barefoot to the wardrobe to choose what to wear outside.
It's early April now. The daytime temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, and the nights are slightly cool.
So he took out a plain white t-shirt from the closet, and then a gray-blue plaid jacket.
The lower body is easy to solve: sneakers and loose-fitting jeans.
Fu Qingyan: [I've arrived]
Fu Qingyan: [No need to rush, I'll wait for you outside. Come down when you're done.]
Qingran changed her clothes, grabbed her phone, and went downstairs.
As I stepped out of the hotel, I saw a familiar black luxury car with a man holding a mobile phone next to it.
Wearing a black suit and black leather shoes, with a pair of non-prescription glasses perched on his nose, the custom-made suit perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist, while the cool silver glasses further accentuated his intelligent and refined demeanor.
In short, he looks like a hypocrite with a handsome appearance.
Qingran: [Mr. Fu looks great in those glasses today.]
The man looked up after reading the message, and Qingran, who had just sent it, also looked up at the same time.
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