Business tycoon's honey wife

On the other side, Fu Sihan was driving to Fu's headquarters. His expressionless face was reflected in the rearview mirror.

He is always like this. He looks rational and lustless. It seems that he can't stir up a wave for anything

But at the moment, the slightly loosened collar inadvertently revealed the manic depression he tried to ignore

The mobile phone on the side rang several times in a row.

Fu Sihan gave a brief meal, stopped the car everywhere, picked up his mobile phone and glanced at it. It was really warm night.

"Mr. Fu, I'd like to explain to you about work and Mr. Jiang." this attitude is correct, not like the little woman who blew up her hair.

"This job is very important to me. It is an opportunity for me to prove myself given by the manager. For this reason, I have been working hard and preparing carefully, so I don't want to give up halfway because of an insignificant person..."

Wen Wan sent a lot of news. Fu Sihan basically saw ten lines at a glance. Only when he skipped this "insignificant person", his eyes moved.

After that, he focused only on "I never paid attention to him", "it's impossible for such a person to affect my work", "I'm more than enough to deal with him", these similar words.

"So I hope President Fu can understand my dedication to this task..."

When Fu Sihan saw these, his face was motionless, but his eyebrows were stretched for the first time.

He tapped his finger on the screen. After a moment of silence, he was ready to put away his mobile phone. Wen Wan's last message also broke into the screen with a "Ding".

"I misunderstood president Fu. I didn't expect you to be such a righteous person! Please allow me to apologize for my impoliteness today!!"

“……”

personal loyalty?

Fu Sihan's face suddenly coagulated, put his mobile phone on the seat and started the engine.

What a mess?

Wen Wan sent a lot of news to Fu Sihan, but he didn't receive a reply from Fu Sihan.

Wen Wan is a little confused. Fu Sihan still has emotions?

She didn't know what to say. She met such a difficult person as Fu Sihan for the first time!

Forcing himself to ignore the strange feeling in his heart, Wen night angrily put away his mobile phone, picked up the folder and walked out of the pavilion.

She soon threw herself into her work, but she couldn't concentrate as usual. She always thought of the news that she didn't receive a reply

In the evening, when Wen left the company, he saw a large group of people blocked at the gate of the company. Most of them were female colleagues, and from time to time there was a wroth exclamation.

Wen Wan was puzzled. Before he took a few steps, he was caught by the female colleague at the front desk.

When the other party's eyes looked at her, they were shining, and the tone was hard to hide their excitement. "Wen Wan, your handsome suitor came to pick you up?"

"Suitor?" Wen Wan probably guessed in his heart and smiled more helplessly. "They all said it was a misunderstanding. We are just friends..."

His colleague looked incredulous. Wen Wan shook his head. After walking out of the crowd, he saw Fu zenian, who was surrounded like animals in the zoo.

Fu zenian obviously also found Wen Wan in the crowd. He immediately jumped down from his exaggerated and high-profile Harley, holding a safety helmet in his hand, and trotted all the way to Wen Wan.

"Wen Xiaowan!" Fu zenian's peach blossom eyes seem to be crumpled. "Are you off work? I'll pick you up for a ride!"

Wen Wan glanced over the roadside Harley's handsome and aggressive body shape. He couldn't help whistling and laughing, "your car is good!"

Fu zenian raised Yang Song's loose hair and smiled, "what a coincidence, do you know about locomotives?"

Wen Wan was rarely modest. He shook his head and smiled, "I don't know much. I just think the car is very beautiful."

She raised her hand to take over the helmet handed over by Fu zenian, thought about it and suggested, "how about letting me drive it?"

Fu zenian's handsome face was slightly sluggish, and then a dazzling smile came up on his lips, "good!"

Wen Wan put on his helmet and rode the motorcycle skillfully. His handsome figure and movements provoked a burst of coaxing from the surrounding colleagues.

Fu zenian paused, then sat in the back seat and put his hand on Wen Wan's waist. His slightly tightened fingertips revealed a trace of tension.

Wen Wan didn't notice his abnormality at all. He just asked him vaguely across his helmet, "are you ready?"

"Wen Xiaowan's waist is really thin..." Fu zenian thought vaguely in his heart. His hands were soaked in sweat, and he didn't have time to answer Wen Wan's question.

The next second, however, the motorcycle rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Fu zenian's voice disappeared in the rapid wind.

Half an hour later, Wen Wan parked his motorcycle by the river.

Fu zenian got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet. He was a little suspicious. "Wen Xiaowan, you don't know much about this?"

The skills of racing are much stronger than him, okay? He was skilled and fluent along the way. He didn't seem to know anything about locomotives at all. Fu zenian still felt numb in retrospect.

Wen Wan thought about things and didn't speak.

Fu zenian watched Wen Wan jump out of the car cleanly and wantonly dial the slightly scattered hair after taking off his helmet. He felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat and could hardly find his voice. "Wen Xiaowan, I feel like you're going to bend me..."

Wen Wan chuckled, held his helmet in his arms and sat on the stone steps by the river. "I can't see. You're quite humorous."

Fu zenian kept up and sat next to her. Peach blossom's eyes were full of heavy emotion, "what I said is true!"

Wen Wan didn't take it to heart. He took a thoughtful look at the river and slowly opened his mouth with a smile, "isn't I a sinner..."

The setting sun slanted to the west, and a layer of chrysanthemum warm halo crossed the sparkling river.

Wen Wan's voice seemed to be far and near.

Fu zenian was stunned, and his heartbeat gradually returned to calm.

"Wen Xiaowan." Fu zenian hesitated. "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Wen Wan was stunned, as if he had just regained his mind, "no, just a little tired after running on the construction site all day..."

Fu zenian is also a person who has been dealing with human talents since childhood. He still distinguishes between simple fatigue and low mood.

But if Wen Wan didn't say it, he didn't know how to speak.

The air was silent for a moment.

For a long time, Wen Wan took the initiative to say, "Fu zenian... You said... How many meanings does it mean that a person has not returned your news?"

Wen Wan conveniently pulled out a piece of Dogtail grass from the grass and put it in his fingertips.

Fu zenian was stunned. "Alone?" he paused and digested, "who is it?"

Wen Wan shook her head. "It's just a friend. We had some contradictions. I sent him a message and explained a lot, but he didn't give me a word!" the more she thought, the more she felt unfair.

When he heard that he was a friend, Fu zenian seemed vaguely relieved, and then smiled, "then he... Maybe he hasn't forgiven you? Although I don't know what happened to you, I think some words can't be explained clearly by sending messages, which is not as effective as what we talked about in those years."

"Let me talk to him face-to-face?" Wen Wan imagined and immediately shook his head into a rattle. "Forget it, if I talk to him face-to-face, it will be more noisy!"

Wen Wan thought of Fu Sihan's indifferent and arrogant face and felt that even if they fought one day, it was nothing strange