Rose Manor

Chapter 34 A Wedding Invitation

Encountered a traffic jam on the road, Shen Jianian arrived at the airport nearly 10 minutes late.

She hurried to the exit of the T3 terminal building, her eyes searched among the passing crowd, and after waiting for a few minutes, Fu Jichen was nowhere to be seen, so she had no choice but to send him a message, asking where he was.

The flight was not delayed and should have arrived 10 minutes ago under normal circumstances.Maybe Fu Jichen didn't see her after he came out and left early.

After a while, Fu Jichen replied with three words: "Parking lot."

Shen Jianian held down the tote bag by her side with one hand, walked back in a hurry against the flow of people, found the parking lot, and a familiar car flashed double.

Panting, she trotted over, and the rear window was lowered, revealing the man's sharp-edged face. When he didn't make any expression, he looked cold and arrogant and unfriendly to strangers.

Fu Jichen's eyes were half closed, he didn't look at her, he stared at the warm white jade handle in his palm: "It's really interesting, I have to wait for you for half an hour to pick up the plane."

It's less than half an hour?Shen Jianian subconsciously replied in her heart.

But this is not important, Shen Jianian explained to himself: "There was a traffic jam on the road, and the driver took me around for a while, so I was late, sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Fu Jichen glanced sideways lazily, glanced at her, and slightly lifted his thin lips: "Get in the car."

Shen Jianian breathed out, walked around to the other side, opened the car door and sat beside him.

Song Fang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, formally met Shen Jianian for the first time. Out of curiosity about her, he took a few extra glances at her from the rearview mirror.

This is Mr. Chen's new special assistant?

She is very beautiful, the kind of beauty that is unforgettable at first sight, but she is a bit dull.

The windows of the car were slowly raised to cut off the cold air outside. Qu Mo started the car and drove out of the parking lot. The light lit up, illuminating Fu Jichen's tired face.

He moved his body and adjusted a comfortable posture. He was extremely sleepy and couldn't fall asleep in the car. He was a little irritable. He took out the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket and threw them into Shen Jianian's arms.

Shen Jia Nian held two things with a confused look on his face. After a while, he said in a serious tone: "I don't smoke."

Fu Jichen didn't expect her to say such a sentence after being stunned for a long time, and he couldn't help but said, "It's not so short-sighted." He coughed softly and told her clearly, "Order it for me."

Shen Jianian understood, the temperature of her cheeks suddenly rose, she felt very embarrassed, she lowered her head to hide her face, opened the cigarette case and took out a cigarette and handed it to the man next to her.

Fu Jichen remained silent and did not reach out to pick it up.

Shen Jianian raised her eyes to look at his face. After more than ten hours of long-distance flight, his complexion was as clear as before, at most, there were a few strands of messy hair on his forehead, and his face was a little more tired.

Fu Jichen met her gaze and smiled meaningfully: "Have you ever lit a cigarette?"

"No." Shen Jianian replied honestly.

Fu Jichen was overwhelmed by her, fixed his eyes on her, grabbed her wrist with one hand, pulled him to him, lowered his head to hold the cigarette at her fingertips, and said softly and vaguely: "Do you know now? "

Does this man have long hands?Shen Jia Nian was dissatisfied and cursed.

Fu Jichen looked at her intently, her burning and direct eyes made her scalp tingle, she slid open the metal cover of the lighter with trembling hands, a cluster of light blue flames sprang up, and she leaned forward to light his cigarette.

Fu Jichen squinted his eyes and took a breath, the sparks flickered, he let go of her hand, and the smoke spread around his lips.

Shen Jianian sat back and returned the cigarette case and lighter to him. He didn't answer it, but just gave her a look.She hadn't worked with him for a long time, and she didn't understand his habits at all, so she naturally couldn't understand what his eyes meant.

After thinking about it, Shen Jianian took back his hand and put the cigarette case and lighter into his bag. He felt very aggrieved. He couldn't say a few more words. Is it interesting to rely on others to guess?

Shen Jianian angrily turned her head to look out the window, and suddenly thought of Zhu Yilan.

Is this how Zhu Yilan usually waits on him?If so, she began to sympathize with Zhu Yilan, meeting such a difficult boss.

There was a piece of ash accumulated on the front of the cigarette, Fu Jichen took the cigarette from his lips, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring: "Ashtray."

Hearing the man's slightly hoarse voice coming from the side, Shen Jia Nian turned around and looked around but couldn't find him.In the past, her father and her friends did not smoke, and they never kept such things in the car. She was a little confused for a while.

Fu Jichen looked at her in a hurry, thought it was funny, and laughed: "In the armrest box."

Shen Jianian lowered her eyes and took out the ashtray from the groove of the armrest box.It has a black matte texture, the style of a thermos cup, and it has a lid. No wonder she couldn't find it. From the outside, this is a cup with a liner.

Fu Jichen held the cigarette between his slender fingers and placed it on the ashtray. He tapped the cigarette butt twice with his index finger and a piece of ash fell into it.

"Thinking about what?" he asked.

Looking at her expression, it seemed that there was a lot of words hidden in her stomach. He was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, so he might as well speak out.

The car was quiet, Shen Jianian raised her eyelids and said, "Is this how Secretary Zhu usually serves you?"

Fu Jichen glanced at her with confusion, "What does this have to do with Zhu Yilan?"

Shen Jianian felt that she shouldn't mention this to him redundantly, and didn't want to continue the discussion, so she casually said, "It's just curiosity, nothing more."

Fu Jichen looked at her for a while, thinking about the cause and effect, and came to a conclusion: "Do you think that I usually let Zhu Yilan go out to socialize and let her do this?" He pondered for two seconds, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you jealous?"

Shen Jianian looked surprised, and blurted out: "I'm sick."

Will she be jealous because of this?She obviously couldn't understand his lofty attitude, and defended herself and others, how did he understand?
Song Fang, who was sitting in the front, almost dropped his jaw when he heard Shen Jianian say "I'm sick".

He had never seen Fu Jichen getting along with this new assistant in private, so he never imagined that it would be like this.Is this really an assistant?He saw the interaction between the two as more like a couple.

Glancing at Qu Mo again, his expression was as usual, and he seemed to be familiar with it.However, this person usually doesn't have much expression.

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When the car drove into Rose Manor, the sun set and was replaced by night, and the European-style street lights along the road lit up one after another, stretching long lines, criss-crossing in the manor.

Zhou Rongzhen who heard the sound came to open the door.

Fu Jichen and Shen Jianian entered the room one after another, and a maid walked quickly to the front, took the coat that Fu Jichen handed over, and hung it on the hanger.

"Dinner is ready." Zhou Rongzhen smiled, looked at Fu Jichen and said, "Do you want to rest for a while before eating, or have dinner now."

Fu Jichen turned around and glanced at Shen Jianian, raised his chin, and said to her, "I'll go upstairs to take a shower, you eat first." As he spoke, he had already stepped into the elevator.

Zhou Rongzhen was stunned for a moment, then turned to the kitchen to bring the dishes to the table.

Shen Jianian still had some work to do, and didn't want to procrastinate for too long, so she sat down at the dining table, took the computer out of her bag, and put it in a spare place to start working.

"Still busy?" Zhou Rongzhen asked with a smile as he served a dish of chicken soup.

Shen Jianian raised her head and pursed her lips and smiled at her: "It will be done soon."

Fu Jichen took a quick shower for 10 minutes, went downstairs with his half-wet hair, looked up and saw Shen Jianian busy, walked behind her, his eyes fell on the computer screen: "So busy?"

Shen Jianian was so focused that she didn't notice when he was approaching, so she shrugged her shoulders in fright and ignored him.

Zhou Rongzhen came over to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and said: "Sir, people from the Qin family came to visit this afternoon and sent an invitation."

"Which Qin's family?" Fu Jichen pulled out a chair and sat down opposite, and filled a bowl of soup first.

"I'm not sure about that, I'll show it to you."

Zhou Rongzhen went to the living room and picked up a red invitation from the coffee table. It had the word "囍" hollowed out on it and a gilded rose pattern on the edge. It should be a wedding invitation.

Fu Jichen took a sip of soup, opened the wedding invitation with his fingers, casually glanced at the text inside, raised his eyebrows slightly, and handed it to the opposite side: "Put the work aside for now, and do it after you finish eating. You can take the wedding invitation, and I will accompany you if you want to go." "

Shen Jianian raised a face full of confusion from behind the computer, why did she want to go, she was full, and went to a wedding of someone she didn't know at all.

Fu Jichen didn't explain, and slowly finished half a bowl of soup.

With a hint of doubt, Shen Jianian opened the wedding invitation, and it was clearly printed in black letters: The groom Qin Fan and the bride Yin Shuyao will hold a wedding ceremony on November 11th, and prepare a wedding banquet.

(End of this chapter)