Deep love only for you

When he found Fu Yuchen's arrival, the man was surprised. Then he smiled on his cheek and said, "Fu Shao." Fu Yuchen nodded faintly, took back his eyes, slid his mobile phone and answered: "hello."

Then he turned and was about to go away.

Han Xiyan looked at the back of him leaving. She just felt that there was something crashing and breaking in her heart. It was thousands of times more painful than when a man wanted to be light and thin.

He watched her being bullied and indifferent?

Just now, she didn't speak, just wanted to see what his reaction would be, but, ha ha

She looked up at the man in front of her and said, "let me go right away, otherwise -"

"Fu Shao didn't save you just now. Do you think someone else cares about you?" the man sneered and bowed his head.

Han Xiyan only felt the smell of a strange man, mixed with the smell of wine and smoke, disgusting.

He was getting closer and closer to her. She let go of the nausea in her stomach and was ready to spit on the man's face.

At this time, the shadow in front of suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a scream.

Han Xiyan raised her eyes in shock and found that the man had been held by his backhand and fell to the ground, his face pale with pain.

Fu Yuchen was angry and looked at the man on the ground. He bent over and took out his business card holder from the man's pocket. He took one and narrowed his eyes: "Jiasi printing and dyeing? OK, I remember you."

"Fu Shao, I, I..." the man held back his pain and hurriedly said, "do you like this girl? Sorry, I didn't know it was Fu Shao's man, I was wrong..."

"She is my niece." Fu Yuchen dropped a sentence and took Han Xiyan in a daze and left.

Behind him, the man's voice came: "Fu Shao, I bullied your niece without eyes. My company..."

"There is no need to exist." Fu Yuchen interrupted him.

He took Han Xiyan through the door of the hall, but he didn't go in, but went to a private room next to him.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the place where he held her wrist. The previous fear disappeared. Only the temperature of his palm was branded in his heart.

It turned out that he didn't let her go. Did he still care about her?

Han Xiyan's lips quietly hooked.

Fu Yuchen closed the door, stood still, turned and looked down at the girl in front of him.

Her cheeks are still red, probably because of drinking before.

He just thought she was really close to others in public, but when he turned around, he saw her eyes darken and felt like an abandoned pet.

He clearly felt that she didn't want to be bullied.

But why didn't he say anything when he looked at it just now?!

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and said angrily, "Han Xiyan, you said yourself. You're not a child. Who are you angry with? If I don't go back, you really want to be bullied?!"

She instantly understood what he meant, and a sour feeling welled up in her heart: "so, did you go away on purpose?"

He nodded: "I want to see if you will stop me."

Yes, she didn't say a word just now. She was just angry with him and gambled with her danger whether he would pay attention to it. She looked at him stubbornly: "didn't you tell me not to take the initiative to find you!"

He sneered, loosened her wrist, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Han Xiyan grabbed his arm, his voice softened a little, with a little cry: "brother Yuchen, I was bullied. Don't you comfort me?"

The little girl's voice was soft. Now, because she was crying, she had a slight nasal sound. It seemed that the whole world bullied her.

Fu Yuchen turned around, his voice slowed down a little, quite earnest and sincere: "you leave your parents to come to school and learn to take care of and protect yourself. Your life is your own, so you don't have to be angry for others."

"You are no one else." she looked at him through the curtain of tears. "You are the person I like."

He was helpless and thought it was better to be young. He refused so much, and she could continue to insist that she liked him.

He handed her a paper towel: "wipe it clean so that your brother doesn't think I bullied you. I'll call now and let him pick you up."

"Brother Yuchen, I know you and Duman are not boyfriend and girlfriend!" she took the paper towel and said loudly.

He was noncommittal, picked up his cell phone and seemed to be calling Han Xiaochi.

Soon, there was a call. Fu Yuchen said a few words and hung up the phone: "your brother will come soon."

When he finished, he really turned and left.

"Will you accompany me?" her soft voice came from behind. Her small hand held his hand. Her strength was not strong, but her soft feeling was very clear.

He took his hand away, but she pulled it up again and sobbed: "brother Yuchen."

He took a deep breath and was quite bored: "do you know you're afraid?"

She blinked, big tears rolled down her eyes: "I'm afraid."

He turned around, stared at her pear blossom with rain, and calmly said, "your brother said that he will arrive in about 20 minutes. I will accompany you for 15 minutes and stay for 5 minutes. You can reflect on yourself."

She pouted and sat down in front of him.

He didn't seem to mean to talk to her, let alone coax her in his arms.

Han Xiyan was depressed and watched Fu Yuchen take out his mobile phone and play with it. He didn't even give her one more look.

She was upset and kicked the corner of the table.

When she kicked for the fifth time, he raised his eyes: "it seems that you are not afraid anymore."

She quickly waved her hand and looked timid: "no, I'm afraid."

Fu Yuchen stood up and said, "go out with me."

She was stunned: "what are you going out to do?"

"Not every time I happen to save you." Fu Yuchen just said, got up and went out.

Han Xiyan hurriedly followed. When she passed in front of the mirror, she deliberately took a look at herself.

Fortunately, she didn't make up today. She was 19, just like a flower. She was completely plain and full of collagen, which was even more beautiful than make-up, so she was not afraid to cry and spend her face when she cried.

She followed Fu Yuchen. When she came to the door of the hall, his eyes swept his arms.

Her mind moved, raised her hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and pulled it up.

He walked forward naturally, but her heart hit like a deer and looked up at his handsome side face.

He had no superfluous expression. He was calm and took her to the crowd.

Many people have noticed and asked: "Fu Shao, who is this?"

"This is my little niece, who is now studying design at Nanjing University." Fu Yuchen said: "it is estimated that she will develop here in the future, and you can't help take care of it."

At this moment, Han Xiyan understood that Fu Yuchen was helping her introduce her contacts.

After all, she is really likely to do this business in the future. She has to deal with many people in the circle. With the relationship with Fu Yuchen, she will have a better road in the future. At least no one will bully her like today.

Sure enough, as soon as they heard that they were Fu Yuchen's relatives, they immediately said enthusiastically, "it's Fu Shao's niece. No problem. We'll wrap up what we need in the future!"

The young man who talked with Han Xiyan just now said, "just now I saw Miss Han's face is kind. It turned out that she is Fu Shao's relative. Your family is really good genes. Everyone is beautiful and talented!"

"I'm flattered. She's just making a small fuss. If there's anything disturbing you in the future, please forgive me." Fu Yuchen said and took Han Xiyan to other people's side.

After walking around, Han Xiyan almost looked familiar in front of insiders in Ningcheng.

Fu Yuchen looked at his watch and said faintly, "there are five minutes left. You should go to the wall."

She listened and hurriedly ran away.

Fu Yuchen had clasped her wrist and directly took her to the previous private room.

"Brother Yuchen." Han Xiyan looked up at him pitifully.

"Don't get me wrong about today. I just don't want to get into trouble in the future. After all, your parents and my parents have friends." Fu Yuchen said, getting up and leaving.

"Brother Yuchen, are you really leaving?" Han Xiyan looked at his back: "you helped me just because of the friendship at home?"

He answered her faintly, "yes, so don't fantasize about me. We're not suitable."

With that, he opened the door and left without looking back.

She was sad and followed, but the door had been closed, and she even heard his voice outside.

Then there was the sound of the key turning.

She guessed and turned the handle. Sure enough, the door was locked and she couldn't open it!

She was angry and shouted to him outside, "Fu Yuchen!"

She called him his full name for the first time.

However, he didn't respond at all. When she listened close to the door, she found that there was no movement at the door.

"Let me out! Do you really lock me up?" she shouted again. There was still no movement outside.

Han Xiyan returned to the sofa in frustration and sat down. Her lips were so pouted that she could hang an oil bottle.

The waiting time was always very long. She sat on the sofa and waited for these five minutes. She hated Fu Yuchen very much. However, she felt her heart beat faster when she thought of the feeling of just holding his arm.

Han Xiaochi appeared in Han Xiyan's fluctuating mood. At that time, Fu Yuchen received his call and asked the lobby manager to open the door.

The little girl was so angry that she didn't turn her head when she heard the news.

Fu Yuchen said, "little niece?"

She ignored him and didn't hum.

"Your brother came to pick you up." Fu Yuchen threw out a word and was about to leave.

Han Xiyan was angry, but turned his head: "I told my brother that you bullied me."

He raised his eyebrows and played with the taste: "just try."

She knew that he was not afraid, and even knew that if she really told Han Xiaochi, it would be more counterproductive to their relationship, so she was more annoyed.

She was so big that she ate like this for the first time.

Han Xiyan suddenly stood up and walked out without looking at Fu Yuchen.

When she passed him, she wanted to step on his foot, but she didn't stand firm and fell to the side.

A tight waist, the man who just hated her itchy teeth firmly caught her, and the tone was still very angry: "little niece, respect your elders, haven't you heard of it?"