Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 47 Nuan Nuan, Could it be that I didn't express myself clearly enough?

"Yes, yes," Feng Qian nodded repeatedly when he saw that the aunt in front of her was ready to go, "Miss Li is leaving soon, and Mr. Fu asked me to take you there."

So, it took two hours to finally finish a meal, right?

An Nuan sneered in her heart.

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The originally spacious elevator became very narrow due to an inexplicable atmosphere.

Feng Qian stood at the left rear of An Nuan, feet shoulder-width apart, hands crossed, looking thoughtfully at the ever-rising numbers.

Obviously the hard-to-serve master in the office hasn't left yet, but why does Mr. Fu have to operate in secret and send himself a text message to bring Miss Shi up?
Feng Qian really couldn't understand his brain circuit more and more.

"Assistant Feng, do you, Mr. Fu, know that I have been waiting for him below for two hours?" When Feng Qian was lost in thought, the little woman turned around with a smile on her face.

"Shi...Miss Shi," Feng Qian scratched his chin, was speechless for a while, and just grinned dryly.

However, even if he didn't speak, An Nuan was like a bright mirror in her heart.

"Ding--"

Just when Feng Qian was extremely embarrassed and the blood on his face was about to disappear, the elevator door opened and stopped at the 56th floor.

"Miss Shi, Mr. Fu's office is here, I'll take you in." Feng Qian seized the opportunity and felt relieved.

"it is good."

Knocking on the office door, An Nuan pushed the door open and walked in when she heard the deep and hoarse voice inside.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Shi is here." After Feng Qian finished speaking, he looked around again.

"Well, I see," the man sitting in the large president's swivel chair replied flatly, without any emotion in his tone.

However, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even lift his head, and the pen in his hand was still flying.

Seeing this, Feng Qian retreated silently.

The office is spacious and bright.The afternoon sun shines in through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, beams of light flow in the quiet space.

There is a cool wind blowing, and the faint scent of vegetables lingers in the nose.

An Nuan turned to look at the tea table in front of the leather sofa, and saw several delicious dishes on it.

He frowned, and turned his gaze to the man behind the desk.

Different from what he saw in the past, today's Fu Xiheng took off the deep and rigorous suit jacket, and only wore a simple and clean white shirt on his body.

The top two buttons of the shirt were undone, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a sexy and dense chest.The cuffs were also rolled up neatly, revealing two strong forearms.

The warm sunlight shone on his razor-sharp face, and his skin showed a nearly transparent whiteness, which added a bit of gentleness and elegance.

But even so, it is impossible to ignore his innate coldness and dignity.

That kind of aura comes out from the bones.

After a pause, An Nuan walked up to the man, took out a red brocade box from her bag and put it on the desk.

"What do you mean?" There was a touch of red in his eyes, Fu Xiheng finished his pen beautifully, and fixed his eyes on An Nuan.

"This is Mr. Fu's property, and now I return it to the original owner."

An Nuan smiled, raised her hand and pushed the box in front of him.

"Return it to its original owner?" Fu Xiheng stared at her fiercely, put his hands on the edge of the table and withdrew from the swivel chair in a chic posture, got up and came to An Nuan, "Nuan Nuan, could it be that I didn't express clearly enough?"

　You beautiful and lovely bird, where do you want my heart to go?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)