Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The car stopped at the door of the old house

Special Assistant Sun helped Fu Yian to the room, threw him directly on the bed, turned around and left, closed the door, went to the study, and looked at the person rubbing his temple.

"Boss, is your head aching again? You haven't had a good rest these past two days. Why don't you ask Master Su for some calming incense, or go find the young lady?"

"If you're with the young lady, you'll be able to relax and fall asleep. As for the second young master, don't worry. He's not very cunning."

Fu Yuan sat upright and hummed, "Before he takes control of the Fu Group, he won't do anything to me. But I can't say whether he will do anything to others."

"Go find Dr. Jin and ask him to come see grandma when he has time. Grandma's temper has changed a lot in the past two days. I'm worried it has something to do with him."

Special Assistant Sun was surprised and said, "Oh, that's impossible. Didn't the Second Young Master just come back? What could he do to the old lady?"

"I don't know, I just feel like grandma has been acting strangely these past two days. She used to dislike Yi'an and wouldn't even look at him for a second, so now she's asking about his well-being, isn't that strange?"

"He's always had a strong desire for revenge. It was fine when he was studying away, but now that he's back, it's strange that he didn't do anything to grandma."

"Then... why not go to Master Su? Isn't he the best at seeing those evil things? If it really is contaminated with unclean things, it's better to go to Master Su than to Doctor Jin."

Fu Yuan glanced at his phone screen and said, "I've found him. He's out busy with other things and not in the capital. Let's go see Doctor Jin first. If he's sure there's nothing wrong, then we'll go see Master Su."

Special Assistant Sun nodded: "Okay, I understand. I'll do it right away."

"You go out first, I'll stay here for a while."

"Ok."

The sound of a door closing was heard, and Fu Yuan took out his mobile phone and made a video call. The call was quickly connected, and a pleasing and lively smiling face appeared on the screen.

"A Yuan, you look a little tired. Are you too busy at work? When can you come to the town to relax? Your health is more important."

[Well, I'll come see you in a few days after I finish the things I have on hand.]

[Yaoyao, can you tell me a story? I can't sleep.]

Tong Yao felt a little distressed when she heard him say he had insomnia: "Okay, I'll tell you a story. Do you want to hear about the Ugly Duckling or Snow White? Or Sun Wukong is also fine."

When Fu Yuan heard her voice, his body quickly relaxed and he chuckled softly: "Ha, it's all right. You can tell it as you like."

【Well, let’s talk about them one by one.】

A gentle voice came from the phone. Tong Yao yawned as she spoke, feeling a little sleepy, and lay down on the pillow, whispering: "Once upon a time, there was a nest of eggs in the reeds..."

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yuan felt a little cold, shivered and continued to sleep. When he woke up the next day, he had a stuffy nose and a dizzy head.

I reached out and touched my forehead, and felt relieved when I found out I didn't have a fever. After washing up, I had breakfast and went to work.

Fu Yian sat at the table, looking at the pile of documents, his eyes filled with confusion: "Brother, are these all for me to approve?"

"Well, these are all for you. Take a look at them and sign if you think you can invest. I have a headache today and need to rest. Thank you for your hard work, Yian."

"No, it's okay, big brother, just go and rest. If I don't understand anything, I can ask Special Assistant Sun. You've been tired for so many years, you deserve a rest."

Special Assistant Sun turned his face away and curled his lips, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: Go ahead and do it, there are still many things to do, it would be great if there is someone to share his work, the second young master is not qualified to look at the core projects.

One person was looking at the documents diligently, the other went to the lounge to rest, and Special Assistant Sun sat aside eating snacks. Yes, he had no work to do now, so why not eat snacks?

The sound of crackling melon seeds was a bit noisy, and Fu Yian could tolerate it at first. But when he found that he could not finish reading the document, his mood was visibly getting worse.

If I hear more noise, I feel even worse.

"Assistant Sun, can you please not eat snacks in the office? Or at least keep your voice down. The sound of cracking sunflower seeds is a bit noisy."