Become a rival virtual lover

Recently, everyone in the Fu family was surprised and delighted.

Before Mr. Fu was hospitalized, the low pressure that pervaded the company was still vivid in everyone's minds, but after Mr. Fu was discharged from the hospital, especially in the past two days, for some reason, the low pressure all over Mr. Fu disappeared. Without going to work, it was like going to a grave. , Even the meeting is not so depressing.

It's just that no one can guarantee how long Mr. Fu's good mood will last.So there is a little bit of apprehension in the surprise.

Zhang Fu, who follows Fu Yueting every day, has the best experience of this point.

However, unlike others, he had a little understanding of the reason why Boss Fu was in a good mood.

This matter must have something to do with Mr. Qin!

Since he was discharged from the hospital, Mr. Qin came to and from get off work to pick up Mr. Fu every day, on time and every day.

On the second day after the pick-up, Mr. Fu came to work in the morning, even with a smile on his face.

What an unbelievable picture it was before!

And this is not the only change that President Fu has made.

Now, every time it's time to get off work, Boss Fu will always go out of his way, never stay in the company for a second longer, go downstairs and wait for Boss Qin's car to arrive, then get in the car and leave.

The next morning, Mr. Qin arrived by car, and the two went upstairs together, leaving a sweet exchange in the office, without any consideration of the blow he would suffer as a single dog.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fu couldn't help but feel complicated.

Even if he really speculated whether these two would have some kind of forbidden love before, when the fact really happened before his eyes, he still spent a few days to digest this fact.

At the same time, he sincerely prayed to heaven that the two of them would never break up!

Please, let him live the long-awaited happy working life from now on!

But when he really faced Mr. Fu, he still tried his best to be careful.

Standing in front of Fu Yueting's desk, Zhang Fu, who had just reported his work, was thinking.

After hearing what he said, Fu Yueting put down the document in his hand, and said lightly, "You did a good job."

After such a long time, I finally stopped being scolded.

Zhang Fu was praised so much that his eyes almost filled with tears: "It's all what I should do."

Seeing that he was still standing still, Fu Yueting asked, "Is there anything else?"

Zhang Fu hurriedly came back to his senses: "Yes, a meeting is about to start."

Fu Yueting raised his wrist to look at his watch, and got up from the table: "Then let's go."

Zhang Fu still remembered Qin Yan's instructions, and asked hesitantly, "Boss Fu, would you like something to eat before the meeting?"

"No need." Fu Yueting said, "My stomach problem has improved, and there is no need to prepare these in the future."

Zhang Fu nodded: "Okay."

Fu Yueting added: "Don't tell Qin Yan this sentence."

Zhang Fu smiled dog-leggedly: "Understood!"

Fu Yueting glanced at him: "You have worked hard during this time."

Zhang Fu was immediately moved beyond measure.

After experiencing Fu Yueting's uncertain times some time ago, he couldn't help but think these days, does such a talkative Fu always really exist?

It wasn't until Fu Yueting passed by him that he hurriedly followed.

At the meeting.

Close to closing time.

Seeing Mr. Fu's expression becoming more and more impatient, as if he might turn back to that ruthless devil at any time, Zhang Fu looked at the time and immediately understood the reason, so he made a decisive decision and speeded up the process to end the meeting so that Fu Yueting could leave work on time.

Then he watched helplessly as the devil gradually eased his expression.

Zhang Fu breathed a sigh of relief. After the meeting, he took advantage of the leisure time when he went downstairs and waited for Mr. Qin, and then briefly summarized what he hadn't finished in time.

Not long after, Qin Yan arrived.

Seeing that Fu Yueting and Zhang Fu were still talking, he opened the door and got out of the car: "Have you not finished yet?"

Fu Yueting said, "I'm done."

Then he looked at Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu shivered, and stood up straight: "Yes, we have finished talking, Mr. Qin, please go ahead."

Qin Yan had already walked to Fu Yueting's side. Hearing this, he looked back and asked him, "Is today better?"

"It's much better." Fu Yueting said, "It's just that my stomach hurts occasionally, it should be nothing. I can go home by myself in the future, so as not to trouble you to detour every day."

Zhang Fu: "..."

This is different from what you said this afternoon, Mr. Fu!

But for the sake of a happy working life in the future, he chose to hide the truth despicably, and even helped the tyrant, "Boss Fu, you want to go back alone, it's not good, what should I do if I feel uncomfortable on the road?"

Qin Yan also said: "My side is not far from Fu's, just take a detour, there is no trouble."

"Mr. Qin, you are thoughtful!" Zhang Fu flattered his benefactor, trying to perform well in front of Mr. Fu, "Speaking of which, why didn't Mr. Qin come to discuss the project in person recently? Everyone in our company admires you very much Woolen cloth!"

"Admiration?"

Hearing Fu Yueting's deep voice, the corners of Zhang Fu's mouth twitched, and he quickly made up for it: "It's admiration! Respect!"

However, after saying this, Fu Yueting found out from the corner of his eye that many people around him were staring over here either explicitly or secretly.

men and women.

With just a glance, there are countless people staring at Qin Yan.

Fu Yueting held Qin Yan's hand tightly.

Qin Yan was about to say goodbye to Zhang Fu and get into the car. Feeling the strength of his palm, he paused slightly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yueting turned to look at him, then lowered his eyes to look at his hands: "I'm thinking, when will we make this relationship public."

Qin Yan looked in the direction he was looking at just now, and soon understood: "At least not yet."

Making it public here is equivalent to making it public in front of Mr. Fu.

And this matter needs to be discussed in the long run before Mr. Fu knows about it.

Fu Yueting also knew very well what Qin Yan was thinking, and since Fu Bohong was recuperating, now is indeed not a suitable time.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Fu saw Fu Yueting's eyes turned with cold eyes.

Before he guessed what he said wrong, the hairs on his back stood up in reflex: "Boss Fu..."

Fu Yueting said: "I will not be in the company around the Mid-Autumn Festival next week."

"Ah? No—" Fortunately, only three words were blurted out, and Zhang Fu shut his mouth tightly.

This month, Mr. Fu didn't spend as much time at work as he did on vacation. It was as if the sun was coming out of the west.The most important thing is that Mr. Fu is not here, and the heavy burden is on him. This is really an inhuman torture...

But the boss spoke, how could he dare not follow.

Zhang Fu smiled bitterly: "Good Mr. Fu."

Fu Yueting had already turned around and got into the car with Qin Yan.

After the car starts.

Fu Yueting spoke first: "Has Uncle Han agreed?"

"Well." Qin Yan said, "He was very happy to hear that you were going, and called Jingming again, and we will set off together when the time comes."

Hearing Song Jingming's name, Fu Yueting's eyes sank with imperceptible loss.

Going back to his hometown with Qin Yan originally had some very special meaning in his eyes, but now with Song Jingming added, it becomes just a guest.

But he said immediately: "That's good, so that Uncle Han won't think too much."

Qin Yan said: "Don't worry, he likes you very much and won't do anything to you."

Fu Yueting has no interface.

Of course he knew that with Han Feng's character, even if he found out about this, he would not do anything to him, but there was going to be a big question mark between him and Qin Yan.

He didn't want to bear such consequences.

So instead I asked, "Then when shall we leave?"

"Next Tuesday." Qin Yan said, "It's rare to go back for the holidays. Let's help Uncle Han prepare it two days in advance."

Fu Yueting said, "OK."

Qin Yan looked at him: "Your stomach problem is still not healed, there may be a little root cause, go to the hospital for a check-up before you leave."

Fu Yueting smiled slightly: "Okay——"

The voice did not fall.

Qin Yan said: "If there is no sign of recovery next Tuesday, you'd better stay and recuperate."

The arc of Fu Yueting's lips froze on his face: "What?"

Qin Yan said, "Your body is important."

Fu Yueting stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, fighting for his own life: "I have actually recovered."

"You said just now that you still have stomach pains occasionally." Qin Yan let him move, "I know you want to be with me, but what you suffer from is stomach trouble. Once you are not acclimatized, it is very likely to relapse. The countryside is not as good as here Medical conditions, don't be brave."

Fu Yueting emphasized to him: "I didn't try to be brave, I'm really well."

Qin Yan patted the back of his hand: "Let's talk about it later."

Fu Yueting: "..."

He saw that Qin Yan didn't believe a word at all.

If he knew this earlier, he shouldn't have spoken in front of the company just now.

Fortunately, in the inspection report before departure, Fu Yueting's health status was highly recognized by the doctor.

That night, Fu Yueting received verbal permission from Qin Yan to go back to his hometown. After taking a shower, he stayed in the cloakroom all night, but failed to choose a suitable suit to meet Han Feng.

too formal.

too old fashioned.

too casual.

too casual.

……

Qin Yan, who was leaning on the door frame and looking over, was the source of Fu Yueting's nervousness.

"How about this set?"

Qin Yan said, "Very good."

"What about this set?"

Qin Yan said, "It's also very good."

Fu Yueting glanced at him, then looked away, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone: "You are perfunctory."

Qin Yan said: "This is not perfunctory. You are fine in whatever you wear."

Fu Yueting can be said to be synonymous with clothes racks. Moreover, Fu Yueting's wardrobe is full of low-key but luxurious hand-made custom models. Every piece worn by him can't be faulted. The well-fitting and well-fitting suit highlights his noble and powerful aura.

"You don't need to try on these clothes, just pick a few at random."

Hearing this, Fu Yueting reached into the closet and pressed his hand on the clothes hanger, using his strength to suppress the pounding heartbeat in his chest.

Qin Yan's tone of voice was always flat when he spoke, which made him not sure whether he was praising his clothes or him.

Just take it as a compliment.

Fu Yueting pursed his lips into a smile.

"but--"

Hearing that there was still a turning point, Fu Yueting's heart tightened slightly.

Qin Yan's footsteps sounded from far to near: "—I suggest you choose some other sets."

It turned out that I didn't want to take back those two rare sweet words just now.

Fu Yueting breathed a sigh of relief, coughed to suppress unnecessary guesses, and said, "Then you help me choose?"

Qin Yan casually took a few T-shirts from the closet: "Going home is for the holidays, not for a banquet. The most important thing is to be relaxed and comfortable."

He picked it himself, and Fu Yueting was satisfied with everything: "Okay."

He asked again, "What about you?"

Qin Yan picked up a few more: "I wear this too."

Fu Yueting looked at the two stacks of T-shirts in his hand, and asked calmly: "They are all the same, what should I do if I wear them mixed up?"

Qin Yan said: "Then wear it mixed."

Fu Yueting didn't know what this sentence reminded him of, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.

In silence, he put the T-shirt in Qin Yan's hand back to its original position, and slowly took a step forward: "Qin Yan."

Qin Yan looked at him: "Huh?"

Fu Yueting glanced down against Qin Yan's gaze, with obvious meaning, and then raised his eyes to meet his gaze.

"Shall we... go to bed?"