Sister, look at him!

"Vittorio, my name." Fu Yushen said to He Qingwan, "You can call me Vito."

"He Qingwan." He Qingwan also introduced himself in return.

"He Qingwan." Fu Yushen repeated the name in his mouth, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he really couldn't remember where.

"Just call me by my name." He Qingwan touched her ear. She always felt that this man named Vittorio was weird, as if there was a pie-shaped statistical chart in his eyes.

But it’s not good to stare at others directly. She is the beneficiary now, and it’s not good to make the relationship awkward.

Zhongli Yuya taught her to be polite to those who helped her.

The two of them chatted in a random manner, and it was mostly awkward.

Because He Qingwan always couldn't help wanting to look into Fu Yushen's eyes, but she felt that this action was impolite and restrained herself.

When your mind is focused on other things, you naturally won’t be in the mood to find topics to chat about.

An awkward atmosphere spread in the back seat, and when it reached its peak, the car stopped.

"Boss, we're here."

He Qingwan's car door was opened.

"Thank you, Vito. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you."

He Qingwan, who just made a polite remark according to etiquette, recited the poem without any emotion. Any intelligent person with a brain could hear the perfunctory tone in his words, let alone a shrewd person like Fu Yushen.

Seeing that Fu Yushen didn't say anything, He Qingwan smiled, turned around and walked into the restaurant behind him.

It was not until He Qingwan's figure disappeared that Fu Yushen laughed softly.

The driver in the front seat looked pleased and said, "I haven't seen the boss smile so happily in a long time."

*

The half-closed door of the box was pushed open from the inside, and Song Ci'an walked out with a cold face, ignoring the person behind the door's attempts to keep him.

He was tall and had long legs, and he took big steps. He reached the door in just a few steps.

Through the transparent revolving glass door, He Qingwan's smiling face came into view.

Is her boyfriend not here?

Song Ci'an stopped and waited for He Qingwan to come in.

"That...Miss Xiaowan..." Song Ci'an didn't know what He Qingwan's name was, he had only heard Chen Yanxu call her Xiaowan.

"Please don't talk to me." He Qingwan refused bluntly, "I remember I said before that my boyfriend doesn't like me talking to the opposite sex who breathes."

"That's right, Miss Xiao Wan." Song Ci'an explained, "I just thought you looked familiar. Have we met before?"

"It turns out that this way of chatting up is universal."

The suit jacket with the man's body temperature fell on He Qingwan's shoulders, exuding a faint scent of perfume.

Fu Yushen put his arm around He Qingwan's shoulders through his suit, and his deep green eyes turned into a fan-shaped statistical chart again.

Song Ci'an looked at He Qingwan with some surprise. She had a new boyfriend?

He Qingwan didn't want to pay attention to either of them, so he brushed Fu Yushen's hand away, turned around and followed the waiter who was leading the way upstairs.

Song Ci'an wanted to say something but was stopped by Fu Yushen's men. He could only watch He Qingwan leave like he did in the previous times.

The second floor.

"It seems like we've taken a lot of shortcuts." He Qingwan glanced sideways at Fu Yushen who was walking in step with her.

"Really?" Fu Yushen stopped, and He Qingwan also stopped. The two stood in front of the same door and looked at each other.

"Mr. Vito, are you from country Y?" He Qingwan asked.

Fu Yushen nodded slightly, "Well, Miss He guessed it?"

"No, because I am your partner." He Qingwan pushed open the door of the box and Mr. Chen was already waiting inside.

"Oh?" Fu Yushen stood still. He extended his hand to He Qingwan with interest. "In that case, happy cooperation."

"Are you going to sign the document without even reading it?"

He Qingwan finally smiled warmly, and there was warmth in her eyes. She held Fu Yushen's hand and shook it.

Fu Yu looked at He Qingwan affectionately, "Because Miss He is trustworthy."

He took He Qingwan's hand and gently kissed her fingertips. "May I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

"Of course, but this has to be after you sign it." He Qingwan smiled and took the document from the arms of the stunned Special Assistant Yang.

Fu Yushen followed He Qingwan with his eyes. Without even looking at him, he picked up the pen and signed his name on the document.

He Qingwan saw what he signed with his sharp eyes.

Fu Yushen???

He Qingwan's expression suddenly changed. She distanced herself from Fu Yushen and said, "Are you Fu Yushen?!"

Fu Yushen admitted it openly, "Well, this is my Chinese..."

"Go have your dinner by yourself!"

He Qingwan rubbed the fingertips that he had kissed on the suit jacket he was wearing, and after that she did not forget to take off the jacket and return it to him.

Looking at He Qingwan who left with an inexplicable change of expression, Fu Yushen laughed in a low voice, "What an interesting woman."

"Boss, regarding the cooperation..." Fu Yushen's driver, a man in a suit, looked at the signed document with concern.

"Just consider it a gift for her." Fu Yushen walked towards the direction where He Qingwan disappeared in a good mood.

The driver hurried to follow.

Only Mr. Chen, who was still confused, was left.

Did he just make a big deal without doing anything from start to finish?

……

He Qingwan is very annoyed.

She was saying how come Vittorio had a kind of handsomeness and elegance that didn’t belong to normal humans, and it turned out that he was the male protagonist!

It seems that the next time she meets someone, she must ask all of that person’s names!

After walking to an empty corner, He Qingwan teleported to the downstairs of his home and took the elevator upstairs.

As soon as she got home, she sent a text message to Mr. Chen saying that she needed to take a leave of absence and the time was uncertain.

He Qingwan, who had just signed a big contract, had his impression in Mr. Chen's mind upgraded from a mascot to a mascot that lays golden eggs, so naturally he agreed without hesitation.

He Qingwan, who was already in a bad mood, became even more irritable because of hunger. She urgently needed delicious food to soothe her beautiful, shining, jewel-like heart.

Currently in this world, she only likes Bai Yue’s cooking skills, but it doesn’t seem right to just call someone up to cook for her.

He Qingwan, who still had a conscience, chose to abuse her power and asked the chef of the Xinghe family to prepare a meal for her.

While waiting for dinner, He Qingwan sat in the hanging chair by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the stars.

When she was in the interstellar space, she seldom looked at the stars, because there were more or less living things on every star in the interstellar space, and she didn't want to be regarded as a voyeur.

"jingle--"

Someone rang the doorbell, and He Qingwan got off the hammock to open the door.

Bai Yue, who was wearing home clothes, held a box of dumplings and said, "I made some dumplings. You can freeze them in the refrigerator and cook them directly when you want to eat them."

"..." He Qingwan was silent for a moment and then smiled brightly and sweetly, "Ah, I suddenly remembered that I can't even cook dumplings."

This left Bai Yue silent.

She couldn't understand why someone couldn't even cook the simplest thing.