Quit pampering

Chapter 39 Do you really want to know?
If nothing happens, he will get off work.

During this period of working overtime every day until late at night, half of his hair was falling out.

Fu Yanlou looked at the time. It was five o'clock and he had not received any news from Wen Ying.

The mobile phone is connected to the Internet and the signal is normal and full.

Did she forget or something.

Seeing Mr. Fu lost in thought again, Assistant You could only wait aside.

Fu Yanlou waved his hand, "You can get off work first."

"Yes."

Assistant You walked out, turned around and closed the door gently, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the soft and gentle smile on Mr. Fu's mouth, and immediately felt numb.

The door was completely closed, and he turned his back and patted his pounding heart. Mr. Fu was killing people with his skin, and his killing skills with a smile were fully displayed, and even he, a man, could not resist it.

He guessed that it was Miss Wen on the other end of the phone.

There was indeed a message on the phone from Wen Ying, [Are you off work? 】

Fu Yanlou replied implicitly, [Getting ready to go]

Yingying, [Then let me go to your company to find you. Is that convenient? 】

Fu Yanlou didn't want Yingying to make a trip, [I'll pick you up at Wen's house. 】

Then this isn’t appropriate. Wen Ying didn’t want him to be in trouble, so he thought of a compromise, [Then why don’t we meet directly at the restaurant]

Fu Yanlou raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, pressing his fingers on the keyboard, [Okay]

Yingying, [see you later]

Wen Ying changed into another set of clothes and walked downstairs. Wen Xingyu was playing on the game console when he heard the movement and raised his head and asked, "Where are Yingying going in such beautiful clothes?"

Wen Ying glanced at him calmly and said, "I am beautiful every day. You don't care about me. Don't ask children about adults' matters."

Wen Xingyu stood up and gestured with her.

How childish, Wen Ying rolled her eyes and walked out, "Don't ask for a beating, I have an appointment today."

Wen Xingyu was very curious. He looked at Wen Ying's back and asked, "Is he He-quan's brother-in-law?"

Wen Ying naturally would not respond to him.

Wen Ying asked the driver to drive to the restaurant.

She arrived first, holding a cup of tea while waiting for others.

The semi-private seating is neither private nor ambiguous, while retaining relative privacy.

Wen Ying twisted her waist and propped her chin up to look out the window. The woman's graceful figure was a little blurry, and the soft light from the lounge fell on her body, giving her a hazy halo.

That sense of loss and loneliness was particularly evident in her.

When Fu Yanlou approached, he could see her expression clearly, which was quiet, dazed, and full of fog.

"Wen Ying."

Fu Yanlou sat down opposite her. Hearing the voice, Wen Ying turned around, and his gorgeous charm jumped into her eyes. The cool smell on his body was like a ray of morning light breaking through the fog around her.

Wen Ying's eyes moved slightly, "You're here."

Fu Yanlou looked into her eyes with a smile, "I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Wen Ying laughed and shook his head, "No, I just arrived."

Wen Ying pushed the menu in front of him, took his hands back and folded them on the table, "Since it's my treat, you can order it, don't be polite to me."

Fu Yanlou smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'm not polite to you." He asked, "Do you have any taboos?"

"No."

"What a coincidence, so am I, but..." Fu Yanlou spoke softly and slowly, the tenderness melting into his bones and spreading towards her. He paused for a moment before saying, "This is my first time coming to this restaurant. No. I know which ones are more appetizing, so you should order the food according to your preferences." Although he said he didn't have any dietary restrictions, Wen Ying still asked him his preferences in detail.

After ordering the meal, the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

This restaurant has a high-end style, there are not many guests, and the environment is quiet and elegant enough.

The music sounded long and melodious, as if it was far away from them.

Wen Ying held her chin, as if listening to the story, "Fu Yanlou, can you tell me what happened when we were children?"

Her father and mother only spoke a few words. It was obvious that she and Fu Yanlou had some interactions. Only they knew about it, but she had forgotten everything.

"Is this important to you?" Fu Yanlou was silent for a while before asking.

Wen Ying did not answer his question. She said it was not important, but she did care. If she said it was important, it would easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Wen Ying rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingers, "I'm just a little curious."

"Then it doesn't seem to matter whether I tell you or not. You can't remember it. Even if I tell you, you seem to be reading another person's story."

His disappointment was caught by Wen Ying. Wen Ying's heart suddenly stopped and he lowered his eyes, "Then I won't ask any more."

It seemed like she had touched some taboo. She obviously should have a memory, but she seemed a little guilty for asking. She just accidentally forgot.

Fu Yanlou's eyes stayed on her, with hidden meaning, "Wen Ying, do you really want to know?"

The lights of the harbor city were starting to turn on, and the night scene slowly emerged, but the man in front of him was more like a landscape.

In those eyes, warmth emerged, the color was dull, but the emotion was somewhat strong.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, Wen Ying smiled with crooked eyes and said the same thing, "Curious."

The ends of her eyes were naturally raised, as if she was smiling at everyone. Those eyes were so bright at that time that the memory buried deep in his heart was slightly broken, and the familiar feeling pulled out a bit of desolation in his heart.

Fu Yanlou's eyes were a little dark, his eyes were complicated, and his tone was calm, "I'll talk to you if I have a chance in the future, okay?"

This word will have a heavy meaning in the future.

Even more so for those who have experienced it.

But Wen Ying didn't study the meaning of his words carefully. She just smiled softly and said, "Okay."

When the food was served, the two of them rarely communicated during the meal, but their eyes inevitably collided.

His eyes were dark and clean, just like his temperament and smell, like a clear summer spring, as if you could be infected by being close to him.

Probably because they knew they had crossed paths when they were children, the defensiveness in Wen Ying's consciousness was completely gone.

Looking again, his eyes were dark and thick, grasping her gaze like a suction stone, so that he could see what stories were hidden in those eyes.

If he is a hunter, he must be the best one.

But he is too gentle and graceful to be a hunter.

Fu Yanlou met her eyes, his thin lips curved slightly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wen Ying's thoughts were disordered. When she raised her hand, she accidentally knocked the teacup with her hand, and the hot tea spilled burned the back of her hand, causing her to let out a soft cry from the pain.

Fu Yanlou took out a kerchief and covered her hand, wiping off the few drops of tea for her.

Moving his eyes to her face, he saw her frowning and her voice deepened, "Are you burned?"

In fact, after being permed for a while, I felt nothing at all. Wen Ying shook his head gently, "It doesn't matter."

Her skin was fair and tender, and there were several obvious red marks on the back of her hands. Fu Yanlou was always worried.

After the meal, Fu Yanlou paid the bill.

Wen Ying was stunned, "I clearly agreed that I would treat you."

Fu Yanlou smiled lightly and said, "Wen Ying, I don't have any other friends in Hong Kong City. I'm very grateful that you can accompany me to dinner. Is it okay if you don't care about these things between friends?"

(End of this chapter)