Chapter 21 Xu Qinghuan

With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, Xu Qinghuan took a taxi directly to Dongyuewan after work.

Halfway through entering the door code, I suddenly felt uneasy. What if I got it wrong and everyone would be embarrassed?! So I quickly pressed the doorbell.

Soon, the door was opened.

Fu Yan had already changed out of his suit from the daytime. His hair, usually meticulously combed at the company, was a little disheveled. His tall frame wore a white loungewear set. After shedding the aura of a business elite, he now gave off a lazy and youthful vibe.

Looking as if he had just finished playing basketball at the stadium, somewhat tired, and about to return to class to rest.

Xu Qinghuan was afraid that his white moonlight would be there, so she didn't go in. Instead, she remained standing in place, looking like she was just doing her job. "President Fu, regarding the matters about the Huayue project—"

"Xu Qinghuan."

He called her name directly, his eyebrows furrowed into a frown, "I'm off work now."

"What..." Xu Qinghuan was dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant! Didn't he send a message asking her to come over?

"Then I'll go?"

Before she could utter another word, Fu Yansi had already scooped her up and carried her into the house. His towering figure pressed her against the wall and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss!

and so on—

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu!"

What's going on?

Aren't you here to discuss the termination of the agreement?

How come, with just a moment of divine intervention, the battleground shifted from the entrance hall to the bed?

During the banquet, you...

Xu Qinghuan's words were swallowed up again. Beside his ear, his voice seemed to be suppressing something, "Xu Qinghuan."

......

She didn't even know when she fell asleep, only remembering his countless kisses falling upon her!

When I woke up again, it was already morning.

Xu Qinghuan subconsciously touched the space beside her. Sure enough, Fu Yan shi didn't have the habit of sleeping in.

With a touch of regret, she took a shower. Putting on her clothes, she walked out to find the table set for breakfast in the restaurant, along with his bold and powerful handwriting.

I sent you a list of companies that handle third-party loans via email. When you wake up, please add me back on WeChat. It's not convenient otherwise.

When the signature is still a single word.

Xu Qinghuan really doesn't understand Fu Yan's meaning. He seems...not planning to break the contract?

Isn't he afraid Bai Yueguang will know he exists?

This problem had been bothering her until the company morning meeting ended, and Fu Jiajia came to Xu Qinghuan's office to copy some materials.

"Jiajia, I have a question for you."

"You said."

"I have a friend, she...married for money and a man, but that man has someone he loves very, very much. Recently, that person returned to the country, and now this man doesn't seem to plan on divorcing my friend. What do you think the reason is?"

Fu Jiajia pursed her lips and analyzed with effort, "I thought, maybe his white moonlight already has a boyfriend? Or something else, anyway, for various reasons, the two of them can't be together! But men, they definitely have needs. If he divorced your friend and the white moonlight couldn't get him, wouldn't he just be holding back!"

Xu Qinghuan opened her mouth, this logic though rough, seemed to make sense.

Thinking about Fu Yan's insatiable demands in bed last night, maybe Fu Jiajia was right!

So, what do you think? Should I, as his "friend," bring up the topic of divorce with him?

"That depends on how much your friend cares about him! If there's no feelings involved, everyone takes what they need, their bodies are compatible, and there's money to be made, why get a divorce?!" Fu Jiajia suddenly seemed to remember something, her eyebrows raising in suspicion.

"Wait, you mean this 'friend' is actually yourself, right?!" top: 447step on: 391