Chapter 74 You don't need to be so accommodating to me
Feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep, Wen Yanyu saw a note on the lamp and decided to go out for some fresh air. As soon as she opened the door, she was met with three pairs of eyes.
Shen Huainan: Σ(д|||)！！
Wan Haihui: (*)!!
Gu Fengyao: (⊿) ? ? ?
Wen Yanyu: _? ? ? !
All four of them were stunned.
Wan Haihui was the first to react, and immediately stood up to greet him: "Yan Yu, long time no see."
Wen Yanyu also realized what was happening and greeted everyone in turn.
Four people sat on the sofa in an eerily silent atmosphere.
More than a year ago, as Fu Hanchuan's friend, he was introduced to the three of them, so although he and the three did not keep in touch privately, they were still quite familiar with each other.
But it's only familiar.
Later, when things got so tense between him and Fu Hanchuan, these three, as Fu Hanchuan's old friends, couldn't possibly be unaware of it.
At that moment, a strange sense of embarrassment welled up inside me.
Wen Yanyu hugged the plush puppy, occasionally fiddling with her phone to pretend she was busy.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
Wan Haihui spoke first: "How have you been lately? Are you feeling better?"
Wen Yanyu raised her eyes, unsure how to answer, and hesitated before saying, "It's alright..."
The words had just left his mouth.
The three of them simultaneously glanced at his pale, almost sickly face, then lightly swept over his ridiculously thin wrist, and nodded noncommittally.
"I see..."
"Haha, that's good."
"Ha ha……"
The three of them laughed awkwardly.
Wen Yanyu touched her nose and chuckled twice. After laughing, her social anxiety and severe embarrassment immediately kicked in.
Suddenly I regretted why I woke up, why I got out of bed, why I came out, why I talked, and why I laughed. Am I sick?
Wen Yanyu blushed with embarrassment. His skin was already fair, and the weakness from his illness made even the slightest redness on his face stand out, giving his entire face a rosy hue.
Gu Fengyao stared at him for a while, then suddenly asked, "Are you living with Lao Fu now?"
Wen Yanyu was taken aback.
A mixture of eagerness to watch the drama unfolded and guilt mingled within them, while the other two also looked on with curiosity.
They haven't seen Fu Hanchuan since that day, and they haven't been able to find him at the company. That "King of Curry" didn't come to the company, nor did they see him call the police. It's obvious he's investigating Wen Yanyu's matter and is planning to handle it privately.
Based on their understanding of Fu Hanchuan, after that incident, Fu Hanchuan probably wouldn't let anyone go easily.
But the two had a falling out before.
I don't know what the situation is now.
But they didn't get a reply.
The office door was pushed open, and Fu Hanchuan walked into the room.
Upon seeing the people inside, Fu Hanchuan remained expressionless, slowly walking to the young man's side and first putting down the bread he was holding.
Then he looked up at the three of them and said, "I don't have time today. You should go back first. We can talk about it next time."
I came here to talk about what happened with Wen Yanyu last time, but now the other party involved is here, and Wen Yanyu is clearly unaware of it.
They didn't dare to speak further. Hearing what Fu Hanchuan said, the others didn't object, nodded, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then got up and left.
Until all four of them left the office.
Wen Yanyu relaxed her tense body and slumped onto the sofa.
The whole rabbit slumped down.
Good society dies.
Warm words: っ︿╥
Fu Hanchuan saw the three off and returned to find this scene.
He couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Hearing the noise, Wen Yanyu sprang up from the sofa with a quick movement, her expression calm, pretending nothing had happened, only her bright red ears betrayed her.
Fu Hanchuan coughed lightly, suppressing a laugh, pretending he hadn't seen anything, and sat back down at his desk to start working.
Wen Yanyu moved a soft chair over and sat down at the desk, waiting for Fu Hanchuan to distribute several books to him.
I was just about to look for a pencil.
Fu Hanchuan handed him a fountain pen filled with ink. "Use this."
Wen Yanyu was taken aback.
Fu Hanchuan has already moved on to processing other documents.
Time passed second by second.
A light autumn rain began to fall outside the window, and the outdoor temperature gradually decreased. The window was only slightly ajar, and the air conditioning in the office was set to a rather warm temperature.
Fu Hanchuan flipped through the documents, his natural aggression as a mixed-race individual was tempered by his seriousness at work, but it also added a touch of coldness to his overall demeanor.
He wore a black shirt with two buttons undone, a burgundy tie hanging loosely, his left shirt sleeve unrolled, and his right sleeve rolled up to his elbow.
Wen Yanyu glanced at Fu Hanchuan, then looked up at the air conditioner temperature, put down her pen, stood up from her chair, walked around the table, and took the controller from Fu Hanchuan's hand.
He adjusted the temperature from 30° to 22°, put the controller in his pocket, and continued to help review the documents.
Fu Hanchuan paused in his hand movements, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Why is it set so low?"
Wen Yanyu didn't look up, her voice muffled: "It's more uncomfortable to be hot than cold. I'll feel warm if I wear more clothes."
I was particularly afraid of the cold when I was a child. The injuries from my reincarnations never fully healed, and my body became weaker day by day, making me even more susceptible to the cold.
Although he would feel comfortable in a warm place, he would never want his comfort to be built on the discomfort of another person.
Besides, the cold is to him.
Actually, I've long since gotten used to it.
Wen Yanyu lowered her eyelashes, two strands of her bangs drooping down, her voice slightly hoarse: "You don't have to be so accommodating to me."
Wen Yanyu's aggrieved look caught the man's eye.
Fu Hanchuan was slightly taken aback, and inexplicably sensed a hint of coquetry in her voice.
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