Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

"An'an."

Yan An stopped and said, "Dad."

Yes, that’s how the original owner called Rong Guoqiang, more affectionately than his own son would call him.

Even her surname was changed by Zhang Shuyu immediately after Yan Guoqiang's consent.

Yan An was given a complicated look by Zhang Shuyu, and they went to the villa opposite.

"An An, you've been too much of a jerk this time. You know Xichen is not in good health."

Although Yan Guoqiang's face showed no emotion, he usually didn't say harsh words. The fact that he spoke so clearly about Yan An showed that he was really angry.

Behind him, Zhang Shuyu gave Yan An a cold look when Yan Guoqiang looked over.

Zhang Shuyu looked displeased, "An An, do you know you're wrong?"

She secretly hoped that Yan An would admit his mistake quickly to avoid making Yan Guoqiang even more angry.

Yan An was completely satisfied with her.

"I know I was wrong. Next time I want to take Xichen out to bask in the sun, I'd better convince him first. I made a mistake today."

Yan Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, then his expression softened.

Zhang Shuyu noticed his expression, curled her red lips, and looked at Yan An with satisfaction.

She thought she was just fooling around, but it turned out to be this. Yan Xichen didn't like going out, so she wanted to take him out. Although she did something wrong, it was understandable.

It seems that this little girl is not that stupid.

"I want to talk to An An alone." Rong Guoqiang glanced at Zhang Shuyu.

Zhang Shuyu nodded gently and left decisively.

"sit down."

After Yan An sat down, Rong Guoqiang said again, "You are thoughtful too. Have you been to Jing City for fun recently?"

"How do you know?" Yan An showed appropriate surprise.

"I saw that you were secretly photographed at Mrs. Zhu's house. Those working in the media nowadays are really not decent. Do you want your father to help you get rid of those photos?" Yan Guoqiang frowned.

Yan An didn't look up, "It's okay, the photo is pretty good."

It turned out that the reason he kept her for a talk was not just because she scared his son.

"I'm afraid Mrs. Zhu will mind." Rong Guoqiang said.

Yan An smiled and said, "Brokers Qian took me there when he visited Madam Zhu. After he found the photo, he asked for me and he said it was nothing serious."

"The kid from the Qian family in Jing City who went to mess around and become a broker?"

"Correct."

"Yeah. Seeing that you're so good at making friends, I'm relieved. I can't really blame you for what happened today. You meant well, and it's a relief that you were able to tolerate that brat's temper."

"I'm the older sister, and Xichen just has a bit of a childish temper."

After the conversation, Yan Guoqiang's initial anger dissipated, and the way he looked at Yan An was a little different, even with some appreciation.

Yan An wasn't sure whether his approval was because of Madam Zhu or because she praised Yan Xichen.

But it wasn't something she needed to think about too much.

Rong Guoqiang returned to the company. Yan An was about to return to the rental house when Zhang Shuyu pulled him to her study.

Yan An thought she would also ask why she went to visit Mrs. Zhu's mansion, but he didn't expect her to ask her how things were going with Fu Shen after she had a fuss.

Yan An said that he originally went to help Fu Shen negotiate an endorsement, but he didn't expect it to fail, so he could only return with regret.

But Fu Shen's attitude towards her was better.

"Where did you see that?" Zhang Shuyu obviously didn't believe it and looked at Yan An with suspicion.

Yan An, "He asked his good friend Zhao Mingzhao to pick me up personally. This shows that Brother Fu cares about me very much."

"Is this true?" Zhang Shuyu didn't believe it. "Don't make up some nonsense to lie to me. How could a young master from Beijing come to pick you up like a little brother?"

"It's incredible, isn't it? It's just like that. When I came back at night, Housekeeper Liu saw it. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask."

Zhang Shuyu believed what she said, and she happily held Yan An's hand.

"You've grown up smart. Mom is very optimistic about you."

Yan An, “…”

Zhang Shuyu let Yan An go and happily made an appointment to go to the beauty salon. Yan An was finally able to return to the rental house.

Thinking that she had only given Fu Shen a hint, the heart-wrenching feeling was reduced. She took out her computer and started typing frantically.

Based on her experience and the experiences of netizens online, she put together a plan on "How to Heat Up the Relationship Between Couples."

I didn't finish the masterpiece until the evening, and Jiang Xiaobai arrived.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little different today. He could laugh while cutting vegetables, and he laughed for no apparent reason while eating.

Noticing that Yan An was looking at her, she quickly restrained her smile, her expression a little complicated.

After sending her away, Yan An became more determined to hand over the manuscript in his hand, which was roughly equivalent to the straight man transformation plan, to Fu Shen.

If it can really change Fu Shen, how can it not be considered a good deed?

What she meant was that for Jiang Xiaobai, letting Jiang Xiaobai have a happy relationship was not just about not having a third person between the male and female protagonists.

The stronger their relationship, the more difficult it will be for outsiders to invade.

The next day, Yan An arrived at the company early in the morning and printed out the things.

The cover clearly had the words "How to warm up the relationship between couples" printed in large letters, and then it arrived at Fu Shen's office.

Fu Shen hadn't arrived yet, so Yan An ordered another bouquet of flowers and Wang Jing helped her bring it in.

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Shen arrived.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he was obviously in a good mood. The look in his eyes when he looked at Yan An was not as irritable anymore.

"What's the matter? Who are you sending flowers to?"

Yan An came over with the flowers in his arms, "Brother Fu gave this to you. I learned from a guide I found on an online forum that boys need flowers too. It's pretty romantic, isn't it?"

Fu Shen frowned, and the corners of his mouth gradually flattened. "What a mess. If you have nothing to do, go to your class or go home. I'm very busy."

Yan An put the flowers aside and looked at Fu Shen's desk. "I printed out a copy for you. I think we should all learn from it."

Fu Shen, “…”

Without waiting for Fu Shen to speak, Yan An turned around and left quickly.

Fu Shen looked at her in confusion, his eyes falling on the few pieces of paper on the desk that were not even bound.

The most obvious thing is the few big words on the cover.

He walked over, threw the pieces of waste paper into the trash can, turned on the computer and started a video conference.

After the meeting, I drank a cup of iced coffee brought by Wang Jing.

His eyes fell on the papers in the trash can again.

Finally, he reached out and took it out, frowning and began to look through it.

There was a knock on the office door, and Wang Jing said from outside: "Boss, Jiang Xiaobai is here to deliver some documents."

Fu Shen quickly threw the few papers he had almost finished reading into the trash can and said, "Come in."

Jiang Xiaobai walked in, his face a little pale, and handed Fu Shen the document.

Fu Shen frowned and was about to ask her what was wrong when he suddenly remembered what he had just seen on the paper.

“My girlfriend is in a bad mood, looks pale, and walks slowly. She may be having her period.

Say hello and pour a cup of hot water. Remember, don't just say it verbally, but pour a cup of warm water yourself, preferably brown sugar water.

Your tone shouldn't sound like you're asking for a debt; it should be gentle, otherwise it will make your girlfriend, who's menstruating, feel even worse."

Fu Shen was a little unsure. After all, they were together last night. Could it be that he came this morning?

"Are you having your period?"

Jiang Xiaobai's face flushed red and he looked at Fu Shen in confusion, wondering why he suddenly asked this.

But he nodded.

Fu Shen's mind flashed again, and he lowered his voice to say something gentle, "Sit on the sofa and take a rest."

"It's working time now." Jiang Xiaobai took a step back and frowned.

Fu Shen's face was a little unhappy, but his voice was still controlled and gentle, "...Then you go back first."

Jiang Xiaobai, "..." He seems weird today. Is his throat uncomfortable?

Jiang Xiaobai received the message when she returned to the office. Wang Jing sent her a WeChat message asking her to go upstairs again, which made Jiang Xiaobai feel even more strange.

As soon as she entered Fu Shen's office, she smelled a pleasant aroma of brown sugar. Fu Shen got up and went to the tea room and brought her brown sugar water.

"Will drinking make you feel better?"

Jiang Xiaobai was surprised, "Thank you."

Fu Shen coughed a few times and said, "No need."

Later, his big hands gently rubbed her belly, which was warm.

Jiang Xiaobai's face turned even redder, but he didn't say anything about leaving.

I was just amazed that he had such a gentle and considerate side.

Jiang Xiaobai leaned unconsciously into Fu Shen's arms. This was the first time she took the initiative to get close to him in the company.

A hint of surprise flashed across Fu Shen's eyes.

Fortunately, he picked up the papers from the trash can.