Chapter 72 [VIP] Best Friend's Shield (10)

After listening to Nan Yan's words, Fu Qingzhou suddenly remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, so he didn't remember it for a long time.

When she said this, his memories were brought back to the scene at that time. Fu Qingzhou looked at her face and felt that Nan Yan's face in front of him seemed to slowly overlap with the girl in his memory, evoking the only impression he had left.

It seemed that it was the summer after the college entrance examination. Wanrou suddenly had the idea of ​​going on a self-driving tour in Tibet, and then she pestered him to accompany her to learn how to drive. However, she had no patience, and the weather was hot at the time, so she gave up halfway through the lesson, and he never went to that driving school again...

However, during Wanrou's driving lessons, he did save a girl who was locked in a car. The reason why he had a slightly deeper impression of that girl was that when she was carried out of the car, she was breathing very weakly against his chest. She was so weak that he thought she might die at any time, so he quickly asked someone to call an ambulance to send her to the hospital...

He had no idea what happened after that because he never went to that school again, so he didn't know what happened to the girl.

But he didn't expect that the girl he saved that year was Nan Yan in front of him, and that such a thing had happened between them.

It made him feel a little bit unbelievable, and at the same time he felt relieved and a little bit regretful. If he had persisted a little longer, would he have been able to get to know her earlier?

But thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou felt a little strange. Since they had known each other for a long time, why did Nan Yan never mention these things to him in their subsequent meetings?

Is it because you don't want to have too much contact with him?

Or is there some other reason?

Fu Qingzhou couldn't help but let his mind wander. Suddenly, he remembered something and his expression changed slightly. He looked up at Nan Yan and couldn't help asking, "So the reason you've been by my side all this time is because I saved you before?"

Fu Qingzhou paused. What if he hadn't saved her?

Or was it someone else who saved her?

Then...will she not be so nice to him?

Fu Qingzhou didn't know why he had such a strange idea, and he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable because of this cognition. Maybe it was because he cared too much, or maybe it was because he really had nothing, and the less he had, the more he cared about.

He would subconsciously hope that she was willing to accompany him just because of who he was, and not out of some messy favor.

Because this would make him feel that the relationship between them was just an equal exchange, and she would leave after the exchange, just like before, when the two of them did not interfere with each other, which made him feel a little uneasy, and he had an indescribable feeling of depression in his heart.

Nan Yan was a little stunned when she heard this, probably because she didn't expect him to say that. Then she couldn't help but burst out laughing and stared at him carefully, "What's wrong with you recently? Why do you have such strange thoughts? Whether it's because of Wanrou or your life-saving grace before, I treat you well because of you, isn't it you who did all that? Why do you care about these details?"

That's true, but the feeling it gives is different.

Fu Qingzhou didn’t know what was wrong with him?

I've been so anxious lately...

He obviously didn't have this feeling when he was with Wanrou before. Maybe it was because he had suffered too many blows recently, so even his heart became fragile.

He wanted to say something else, but Nan Yan thought he looked ugly with his frown on his face, so she subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed his cheek, saying in a friendly manner: "Okay, my eldest master, don't think too much. The most important thing for you now is to rest. Don't worry about other things. Also, don't touch your hands with water, and don't forget to apply medicine when you get up tomorrow morning. Don't complain about it. And one more thing, what do you want to eat for lunch tomorrow? I'll bring it to you, okay..."

Nan Yan smiled at him again as she spoke, her eyebrows curved and her smile was gentle and intimate, which made Fu Qingzhou inevitably feel a little soft-hearted.

Plus, the coaxing tone was so pleasant that Fu Qingzhou felt much better.

He looked down at her for a long time, until their eyes met. She was still smiling at him without noticing anything. Fu Qingzhou then looked away uncomfortably.

There was a very subtle atmosphere flowing between the two of them.

And she just passed over what happened next.

Perhaps because of the anticipation, Fu Qingzhou was in a much better mood when he was working the next day.

Although the work on the construction site was a bit hard, as long as he did more, he would naturally earn more. It was not difficult to get along with these co-workers. Although there were some who liked to be lazy, most of them had simple personalities and were not averse to Fu Qingzhou, a newcomer from outside. After all, there was endless work to be done on the construction site, and with more people coming, they would be able to relax a little.

In less than half a day, Fu Qingzhou became familiar with these people. In addition, these workers were older than him and called him "Little Fu" in a friendly manner, so they would take better care of him even when they were working.

However, this group of people also like to get together and tease him, probably because of his outstanding looks and the delicate and tender appearance of a rich young man. Even moving a brick would wear out all ten of his fingers. He doesn't look like someone who came here to work, but rather like someone who was forced by his rich father to come out and experience life.

So she especially liked to chase him and ask about the situation at home. When she started gossiping, even Fu Qingzhou couldn't resist her enthusiasm.

Fortunately, when lunch break came, the group of people no longer had the energy to surround him and all ran to the nearby cafeteria to eat.

Fu Qingzhou still remembered that Nan Yan said she would bring him lunch, so he stayed at the construction site. However, he waited for a long time, almost an hour, until the group of workers had finished their lunch and came back, but he still didn't see Nan Yan.

Inevitably feeling a little disappointed, Fu Qingzhou thought that she might have just said it casually and would most likely not come. After all, she was not related to him, so why would she take so much trouble to take care of him?

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou felt a little stuffy in his chest again. He attributed the discomfort to the hot weather. After thinking about it, he simply got up and went to work.

Just when he was working hard to earn more money, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. It was the middle-aged man who asked him for help that day, with a joking smile on his face.

"Don't be busy, young man. Your girlfriend is here to see you."

Fu Qingzhou was a little surprised for a moment. When he heard him mention his girlfriend, he thought it was Wanrou who came. But when he looked up and saw Nanyan standing not far away, his face immediately turned red.

"Brother, you are wrong. She is not my girlfriend."

The middle-aged man looked her up and down, and said in surprise, "If she's not your girlfriend, then she's your wife. I never thought that you're not that old, Xiao Fu, but you got married so early. I originally wanted to introduce my sister to you, but your girlfriend is not bad, she's pretty and considerate, and she even brought you food in such hot weather..."

This person can't stop talking about gossip. The more he looks at Fu Qingzhou, the more he feels sorry for him. He feels that he has lost a good brother-in-law. Originally, a man doesn't need to be very good-looking. The best thing is to be able to endure hardships and be motivated. This guy is not bad. He has both. It's a pity that his sister is not so lucky.

Fu Qingzhou, whose face turned red due to the teasing, couldn't say anything to him, so he just pulled Nan Yan and ran to the nearby cafeteria.

He didn't stop until he reached the cafeteria door.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had been holding someone's hand for quite a while. His handsome face suddenly turned slightly red, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He let go of her hand uncomfortably, and asked in a tone of trying to cover up his guilt, "Why are you here?"

Nan Yan saw the strange look on his face and subconsciously wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Did you forget? I told you yesterday that I would bring you food."

Then he turned his head and looked in the direction of the construction site, and asked with a slightly puzzled tone, "But why are you in such a hurry to drag me away? I haven't even said hello to your friends yet, will they think we are being impolite?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Qingzhou coughed uncontrollably. Looking at Nan Yan's puzzled look, Fu Qingzhou felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

He didn't know if it was because of the words about his girlfriend that made his heart beat faster. He turned his head with a red face and looked to the other side, "Don't think too much. They are a bunch of boring people. They usually like to say nonsense. You didn't hear what they said just now..."

Fu Qingzhou couldn't help but ask again tentatively. After getting Nan Yan's affirmative answer, he immediately led his men forward.

"Okay, didn't you say you were going to bring me food? I'm hungry. Let's go, it's getting late. Let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

After saying that, the two of them went into the cafeteria together.

Nan Yan found an empty seat and sat down, then took out the dishes from the lunch box one by one. She had prepared these in the morning and brought them to the company for refrigeration, so she could just heat them up a little at noon and eat them.

There are four dishes and one soup in total, including meat and vegetarian dishes. In addition, a bottle of iced sour plum soup is specially prepared, which is very refreshing.

Fu Qingzhou sat down opposite her. When he looked up, he saw a layer of sweat on her forehead. Her cheeks were also red. Some strands of hair were stuck to her side. He subconsciously reached out to tuck the fallen hair behind her ear and said softly, "Don't send me off in the future. I will eat the same thing in the cafeteria at noon."

Nan Yan looked at him strangely, as if she didn't understand why he said that. "What's wrong? Do you think the food I cooked is not tasty? Or are you saying that I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Fu Qingzhou. He looked at him helplessly and wiped the sweat off his face. "What are you thinking about? When did I ever give up on you? It's just that the weather is so hot now and I'm afraid you'll get a heat stroke. Besides, you have a job too. You must be so tired running back and forth all the time without any time to rest."

Hearing this, Nan Yan pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you concerned about me? But my work is not tiring at all, so it doesn't matter if I don't have to rest at noon. But you, don't think I don't know, didn't you eat dry bread at noon a few days ago, and didn't eat properly at all..."

As she spoke, the smile on her face gradually faded, and she looked at him seriously.

This made Fu Qingzhou feel a little embarrassed. Some time ago, because he had no money, he could only eat dry bread to fill his stomach. These days, he had work to do and naturally had money. He would definitely not eat that disgusting dry bread again.

However, he did not dare to refute Nan Yan's question, so he immediately picked up the chopsticks beside him and started to eat his meal honestly. While eating, he also praised her cooking skills, which was the most unlikely thing to say.

Nan Yan, like always, sat opposite him with her chin in her hand, smiling at him, and occasionally wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Hey, eat slowly, no one is competing with you for the food, why are you in such a hurry? You'll choke if you eat too fast, drink some soup to quench your thirst first..."

As she muttered to herself, she poured him a bowl of sour plum soup and handed it to him. Fu Qingzhou felt an indescribable joy in his heart as he listened to her muttering, as if he had a sense of happiness that time had passed peacefully.

He may even think that it is fine to continue living like this...

At the window on the other side, Jiang Shaoyan inadvertently passed by the cafeteria and accidentally saw Nan Yan inside wiping Fu Qingzhou's sweat with her hand. He was distracted for a moment.

So much so that the assistant beside him called out several times but received no response, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, did you hear what I said?"

"Miss Fang wants to invite you to dinner at the City Center Building tonight. She wants to thank you for the necklace you gave her a few days ago. She also wants to discuss something with you. Are you free?"

Seeing that the boss was still staring into the distance in a daze, the assistant subconsciously took a few steps forward, waved in front of him and said, "Boss Jiang, did you hear what I said? Miss Fang said she has something to discuss with you."

"Hmm? Hmm...what did you say? Who wants to discuss something with me?"

Jiang Shaoyan came back to his senses abruptly, startled by the assistant's suddenly high tone. His expression was a little unnatural. He subconsciously tugged at his collar, as if he was hiding something, but his eyes were still on the two people in the window. Seeing that the two were interacting more and more intimately, he almost subconsciously took a step forward.

For some reason, Jiang Shaoyan suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, as if someone was grabbing his heart tightly, and even his breathing became a little difficult.

When did their relationship become so close?

Or does Nan Yan really fall in love with Fu Qingzhou?

The more Jiang Shaoyan thought about it, the more empty he felt in his chest, as if there was a hole in it, and he seemed to have suddenly lost something very important, leaving him at a loss as to how to react for a moment.

He had only said that he was not allowed to contact Wanrou, so what was she doing now? Was she really going to give up and be with Fu Qingzhou?

But she didn't need to think about what kind of situation Fu Qingzhou was in now. He was a useless man who couldn't even support himself. What was the point of her getting involved? Was she going to suffer with him?