On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Fu Shiyan pursed his lips, sarcastically, "Almost."

She covered her mouth in surprise.

The whole world knows that Zhou Liangqi loves Wen Yuan. The second miss of the Wen family has a prominent background, is beautiful, and has a good personality. She is a very respected socialite in the upper class.

The two lived close to each other. Zhou Liangqi blatantly expressed his love for him when he was still a teenager, but Wen Yuan pretended not to know and continued to be friends with him.

Fu Shiyan was about the same age as them, so some things could be sensed naturally, for example, Wen Yuan finished her college entrance examination and went to the university he had attended, or she tried to get an internship at Fu's as his assistant, the admiration in her eyes could to leak out.

But he can only pretend not to know.

In order to achieve her goal, Wen Yuan designed to lock him in the same hotel room and express her admiration all night. She was smart and even threatened: "Brother, it's the best solution for you to be with me. I don't think it's bad. Having a family background is more suitable for you than any other woman, and they may not have I love you. If you don't promise me, the door will be full of reporters when you open the door tomorrow morning."

Fu Shiyan sat on the sofa the whole time, looking at the sky outside, "I don't even want my own reputation, what about it?"

"As for!" The beautiful Wen Yuan shed tears, "I have rejected the pursuit of countless people for you all these years, including Zhou Liangqi. Others don't know why, brother, don't you know? You really don't know?"

He raised his eyebrows, only irritated in his heart, "You have the right to express, and I also have the right to refuse. To me, you are just a younger sister. I can give you anything you want, except love."

Wen Yuan almost collapsed and shouted hysterically: "Brother! But I love you, I have loved you for many years."

He then stopped responding.

In the early morning of the next day, the entrance of the hotel was indeed surrounded by reporters, with long guns and short cannons shooting up, taking many ambiguous photos, all of which were bought and destroyed by Fu Shiyan without exception. Not long after Fu Shiyan left, the assistant received the news—— —

Wen Yuan committed suicide.

Mu Yi learned the news immediately. At that time, Fu Shiyan was taking a nap in the back seat. These days, he was working non-stop and working very hard.

Mu Yi thought about it for a moment, but he hesitated to speak.

After speaking for a long time without getting a response, Mu Yi looked in the rearview mirror, just in time to see Fu Shiyan slowly opening his eyes, like a beast awakening.

The man reached out and rubbed his temples, "Then go and have a look."

Wen Yuan cut off the meridians in her wrist, blood flowed, life and death were on the line, just to catch a glimpse of this man who didn't think much of her at all.

She made the bet that Fu Shiyan really went to see her.

He looked at her gauze-wrapped wrist, tapped it lightly, and raised his eyes to each other: "The worst thing for a girl is to be self-deprecating."

Wen Yuansu saw that he always wanted to dress herself up beautifully, but today she was lying on the hospital bed dying, her lips were pale, but she accidentally made him look at her a few more times.

She wanted to laugh, "Brother, I can't see you if I don't despise myself."

Her eyes were red and swollen, showing signs of crying: "Brother, do you really want me?"

The soft and desperate tone made Mu Yi behind him unbearable.

Fu Shiyan leaned against the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and had an extremely gentle expression.

"Xiaoyuan, you can raise your conditions, and I won't refuse."

This condition is of course material. Wen Yuan's tears soaked the pillow. Of course she knew that Fu Shiyan had always been generous. The last time the girl who pestered her asked for an unlimited black card, he gave it without blinking. Just for cleanliness.