Chapter 118
Jiao Xian felt a little sore in his teeth when he saw Yu Cheng admitting his mistake.
Although he said he had rejected many women, in fact, it was just talk. He had never really taken anyone to heart.
Even someone like him didn't believe that someone would truly spend time with him, but Yu Cheng was trying.
Even Jiao Xian could see his stubbornness and gloom, but he never thought that one day Yu Cheng would treat someone so sincerely.
Even though Fu Yian and Yu Cheng have been together for nearly ten years, Jiao Xian doesn't think that people will definitely not change.
He had seen his father loving his mother, and he had also seen his father meeting his lover when his mother was seriously ill.
True hearts are fickle, and he doesn't believe that Yu Cheng doesn't understand this.
It is obvious that people who have reached such a position should be more selfish.
Jiao Xian also didn't understand Fu Yian.
He supported Yu Cheng, who was a complete burden at the beginning, to where he is today, without even having any other intentions.
He couldn't understand these two people at all.
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Yu Cheng finished arranging the last bouquet of flowers and stood up to admire his work.
The specially cultivated jasmine was too fragile, so he didn't even dare to process it in advance and could only work on it during transportation.
Fortunately, everything else is ready.
Yu Cheng glanced at the date on the screen.
December 30th.
It just so happens that after spending his birthday with my brother, maybe I can coax him into spending New Year's Eve with him again.
Yu Cheng was calculating in his heart, but Fu Yi'ansi on the other side was completely unaware of it.
He indeed forgot about his birthday.
Fu Yian has no habit of celebrating his birthday. In his last life, his birthday was a celebration of fame and fortune. In this life, he doesn't need to use his birthday to do anything, so he naturally ignores this matter.
Yu Cheng would celebrate his birthday every year, but Fu Yian's mind was not in the right state because Yu Cheng did not go on business trips with him, and he never thought about it.
At the negotiation table, Yan Qi placed the documents handed over by the other party in front of Fu Yian.
The slight sound of his fingertips tapping on the table brought Fu Yi'an back to his senses.
He scanned the terms and conditions that had been agreed upon long ago on the document and signed his name in the corner.
The partner quickly extended his hand: "Mr. Fu, it's a pleasure to work with you."
Fu Yian shook hands with him politely: "It's a pleasure to work with you."
After signing the contract, the other party took the initiative to propose having dinner together.
Although the other party is indeed a more important cooperation partner, Fu Yian clearly knows that he is not in a good social state at present.
He apologized and declined the invitation.
Although the other party was very sorry, he did not force it.
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Yan Qi followed Fu Yian back to the hotel. He glanced at Fu Yian's thin back and pursed his lips.
He was clumsy and couldn't say anything gentle.
He was even afraid to say one more word, which would confuse Fu Yian further.
Fu Yian was not as fragile as Yan Qi imagined. He turned around and said, "Contact the person in charge here and make an appointment to have dinner with Meter."
Yan Qi responded.
Fu Yian explained some work matters before saying, "Contact me before you leave."
Yan Qi nodded.
After watching Fu Yian enter the room, Yan Qi's phone rang.
It's a focal string.
He instinctively wanted to hang up, but the moment he reached out his hand, he clicked to answer the call.
His arm paused for a moment, Yan Qi turned and walked into his room, closing the door before speaking: "What's the matter?"
Jiao Xian's voice was filled with laughter: "Why don't you even say hello?"
Yan Qi wanted to hang up the phone, but because the other party was Yu Cheng's assistant, he still gave him face.
"Please tell me what you want to say."
He asked Jiao Xian three times yesterday about Yu Cheng's schedule, but got no answer. He knew clearly that Jiao Xian was unwilling to tell him.
He is also Mr. Fu's special assistant, and he knows everything about Mr. Fu's schedule.
But it is the other party's right to say it or not.
Yan Qi's tone just became a little colder.
"Nothing else, hanging up."
Jiao Xian quickly stopped him: "No, no, no, I have something important to do."
"Remember to stay in the hotel for one more night, otherwise you will have no place to stay tomorrow."
Yan Qi:?
He didn't understand what Jiao Xian meant, and hummed in a questioning tone with a short nasal sound.
Jiao Xian was stunned for a moment. Why did that voice just now sound so coquettish?
The thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't think much about it. He said, "Tomorrow is Mr. Fu's birthday. Mr. Yu has been preparing for this. Please delay it tonight and let Mr. Fu stay in the room until after six o'clock."
Yan Qi was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly reacted.
"You are preparing..."
He was interrupted by Jiao Xian halfway through his words, saying with a smile: "Don't tell your boss."
There was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and Yan Qi immediately called Mr. Lin in China.
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After turning down the originally planned dinner, I suddenly had some free time.
Fu Yian returned to the hotel room and looked out the window at the gloomy weather with a confused look in his eyes.
The next meeting will be arranged after returning home. Now that the work in hand has been miraculously handled cleanly, Fu Yian finally has some time for himself.
Opposite the hotel is the vast river, and the weather in Britain is as gloomy as usual.
Especially in winter, the thick clouds block out all sunlight, making people feel depressed.
It was not Fu Yian's habit to be in a daze for a long time. He turned around and went back to the room, ready to take a look at the finances of the British branch.
If you want to be busy, there will always be something to do.
His flight was at 10pm, so he should be able to get a lot of things done before then. At least when he was working, he wouldn't think about useless things.
Just when he was about to contact the person in charge here, he received a message from Mr. Lin on WeChat.
A project in Haicheng has been temporarily stopped.
Fu Yian lowered his eyes and tried to focus on his work.
*
Night is falling.
At six o'clock in the evening, the lights in the room came on and Fu Yian raised his head from the computer.
"Are you all right?"
There was no more sound from the other end.
Fu Yian straightened his sleeves and said to the screen, "The meeting is adjourned."
The moment I exited the meeting and turned off my computer screen, fireworks suddenly exploded outside the window.
The bright fireworks shine through the glass windows, brilliant and dazzling.
Fu Yian was stunned for a moment before he remembered that New Year's Eve was almost approaching.
Only during this time period can fireworks be set off in the most prosperous areas of the city.
The fireworks exploded and bloomed in the black night sky. The beautiful scene made people ignore the loud sound.
The cell phone rang. Fu Yi'an thought it was Yan Qi urging him to get ready to go to the airport, but when he saw the name of the caller, Fu Yi'an was stunned.
It was clearly an extremely familiar name, but his finger paused on the answer button for a moment. When the ringtone rang again, Fu Yian suddenly came back to his senses and pressed the answer button.
He put the phone to his ear and didn't say anything.
There was only the sound of light breathing from the other end.
Fireworks lit up outside the window again. Perhaps it was too loud outside, so loud that he seemed to hear the echo of the fireworks from his mobile phone.
Fu Yian didn't know why Yu Cheng didn't say anything. He wanted to speak up, but he didn't know what to say.
Ask Yu Cheng why he called him? He couldn't bring himself to ask.
Or asking Yu Cheng what he is doing now, there doesn't seem to be anything to ask.
There was silence on both sides of the phone.
There were fireworks shows one after another on the riverside.
A vague and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Can you see me, brother?"