After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

After Fu Yanhe finished the calculation, Shen Yanhe's waist felt sore and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

She closed her eyes slightly, nestled lazily in Fu Yanhe's arms, raised her foot and kicked his calf, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm hungry."

Fu Yanhe grabbed her restless foot and rubbed her ankle a few times, his handsome face was somewhat satisfied, and his voice was magnetic and sweet: "I'll go prepare meals and new clothes for you."

Shen Yanhe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the itchiness from her ankles made her shrink her legs back, and hummed a few times indiscriminately.

If you keep touching like this, it will be impossible to end later.

Or fill your stomach first.

Fu Yanhe let go of her ankles, stretched out his long arms, hugged her in his arms, and lowered his head to peck her on the lips a few times, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went out of the room to arrange dinner.

Not long after, Wufang brought dinner and new clothes.

Shen Yanhe took a comfortable shower, put on new clothes, sat down at the table with her wet hair loose, and started cooking.

When Fu Yanhe came out of the wash, he saw Shen Yanhe with loose wet hair, sipping food.

He frowned, turned back to the bathroom, took out the hair dryer from the drawer, came behind her, and dried her hair with the lowest power.

Shen Yanhe blinked, swallowed the food in his mouth, and turned his head slightly to look at him: "Sit down and eat first, and blow it yourself after I finish eating."

"I'll catch a cold." Fu Yanhe narrowed his eyes, stroked her hair gently, and said in a gentle voice, "You eat, I'll help you dry your hair."

Shen Yanhe groaned, but the movement of lowering her head to eat slowed down a lot, and there was only the whirring sound of the hair dryer in the room for a while.

There was a slightly hot wind blowing on her cheeks, bringing warmth to the tip of her heart.

After the two of them had dinner, Shen Yanhe wiped his mouth with a tissue and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going back to my room to sleep first."

"Can't we sleep together?" Fu Yanhe frowned slightly, looking at her and asking.

"No." Shen Yanhe looked at him with a bit of vigilance, and said, "I'm here to attend the medical association. If a patient or doctor comes to me to ask questions, if you see me coming from your room Come out, the impact is not good..."

Besides, this time she released the news that she was in Jingcheng, sleeping at night might be dangerous.

Sleeping with Fu Yanhe would involve him.

What's more, she still has things to do...

"We are husband and wife, what's the bad influence?" Fu Yanhe's gaze stayed on her lips for a moment, and he poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her: "Isn't it natural for couples to sleep in the same room?"

Shen Yanhe drank the water, choked by him and couldn't speak.

In the end, she resorted to sarcasm and irrationality: "If I say no, I won't! Anyway, I won't sleep with you. If you don't agree, I'm going to make a fuss!"

Fu Yanhe looked at the rosy face in front of him, with teeth and claws, his eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

It's so cute when you lose your temper.

Shen Yanhe slumped on the chair, looking at him with moist cat eyes: "I'm going to make a fuss."

A helpless smile curled up on the corner of Fu Yanhe's lips, his voice was soft, with a bit of connivance in his tone: "Yanyan, you are unreasonable."

Shen Yanhe was straightforward and strong: "That's right! I'm unreasonable! Just say yes or no! If you don't agree, I won't sleep with you anymore!"

Fu Yanhe couldn't help laughing at her upright appearance, and finally stretched out his hand to pinch her soft cheek: "Okay, it's all up to you."

It doesn't matter if she doesn't sleep with him.

Can't he just go to her room?

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the other side.

After Lin Yinyin returned to the room, she threw everything that could be dropped in the room, full of anger and jealousy.

Why does everyone like Shen Yanhe?

Even though Shen Yanhe is internationally renowned Dr. YM, she is nothing in Daxia!

Fu Yanhe actually warned her because of Shen Yanhe!

The more Lin Yinyin thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, her eyes were red, she gritted her teeth, took out her mobile phone, asked her foreign seniors for a link to an international forum in the name of looking up information, registered an account, and anonymously sent Dr. The news about Jingcheng in Daxia was posted on the forum.

After doing all this, Lin Yinyin felt a little better.

She was sitting on the sofa with a haze in her eyes. She had heard from her teacher before that Dr. YM had made many enemies abroad, and there were also many powerful people who wanted to find her for treatment, so she kept hiding. .

Now that she has released the news, she doesn't believe that Shen Yanhe can still attend the medical association with peace of mind!

Lin Yinyin felt refreshed, but the phone rang at this moment.

She picked up the phone: "Dad..."

"Don't call me dad! I don't have a daughter like you!" Father Lin yelled angrily, "Did you offend Fu Yanhe? Why did FY Group suddenly block several cooperation projects of our company!"

Lin Yinyin was stunned, and immediately remembered what Fu Yanhe said in the corridor, and her face suddenly became very ugly.

Fu Yanhe's words were not a warning?

Did he really attack the Lin family for Shen Yanhe?

Lin Yinyin felt a heavy breath in her chest, she was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, and she had to hold back her breath and explain to Father Lin: "Dad, I didn't..."

"Whether you have it or not! You must come back tomorrow! Apologize to Director Fu!" Father Lin snapped.

He is in a terrible mood now. When the project was cut off, he specially approached the fy group to ask what it meant, but they warned him and told him to take care of his daughter!

Father Lin didn't dare to say a single piece of nonsense, and he had to laugh with others, and his heart was almost suffocated.

Obviously he was very careful not to provoke Fu Yanhe in Haicheng, even if he had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, he still asked Lin Yinyin to approach Fu Yanhe cautiously.

As a result, before the person got it, he was offended first, and the company lost several million!

"If Director Fu doesn't forgive you, just stay in Jingcheng and don't come back!" Father Lin hung up the phone angrily after finishing speaking.

Lin Yinyin held back her anger and swept everything on the coffee table to the ground, venting her anger.

After everything in the room fell to pieces, Lin Yinyin gradually calmed down, her expression constantly changing.

Maybe this is also an opportunity for her to get close to Fu Yanhe...

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The next day.

Shen Yanhe slept very deeply last night, almost dreamless all night.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she realized that someone was hugging her waist tightly, and she was curled up in the warm embrace of the person beside her.

Shen Yanhe blinked, and it took several seconds for her chaotic brain to gradually wake up.

She raised her head, looked at the handsome man sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, and raised her hand angrily to pinch his face.

She didn't expect that the director of the dignified FY Group would have a day when Yin and Yang would betray each other.

Last night, she clearly promised well, but within 10 minutes after she returned to her room, this man walked in behind Feng Jiao who had come back from looking for food, and pretended to be a busy traveler who had just arrived in Jingcheng.

Feng Jiao really believed it, thinking that he had just arrived and hadn't booked a room, so he left the big bedroom to them and moved to the second bedroom of the president's room.

Shen Yanhe's fingers poked his face again and again, thinking ecstatically, this man has so many tricks.

Suddenly, Shen Yanhe felt that his fingers were engulfed by something hot and humid.

She lowered her eyes and found that she had unknowingly poked Fu Yanhe's lips. He didn't know when he opened his eyes and opened his mouth to bite her fingertips.

"Banquet." Fu Yanhe looked at her with a smile in his black eyes, and his voice was hoarse and magnetic, with a bit of affection: "Morning."

While speaking, the warm breath fell on the back of her hand, and the soft lips touched her fingertips lightly, making Shen Yanhe quickly withdraw her hand as if she had been scalded, with her ears blushing: "Morning. "