"Mama Chen, please make me a cup of coffee and send it to the study. Thank you."
"Didn't you go find your wife? Why are you back again?" Chen's mother asked suspiciously, looking at Fu Yanci who left and returned again.
Fu Yanci, who was about to go upstairs, had a stern face and cold eyes: "I don't need to look for her, someone will take her back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Miao opened the door and came in.
Fu Yanci glanced at her and went upstairs without saying a word.
Jiang Miao, who was confused for a moment, finished changing his shoes slowly, walked to the kitchen and asked Chen's mother, "What's wrong with him? He looks so ugly."
"The young master was originally going to find you, but he came back just after he left. I'm not sure..." Mother Chen said truthfully, holding the coffee in her hand.
After Jiang Miao thought for a moment, he took the coffee from Chen's mother and said, "I'll do it." Then he went upstairs.
The door of the study room was slightly open, and Jiang Miao stood at the door and cautiously glanced inside.
I saw the man sitting at the desk looking down at the documents.
A few seconds later, Jiang Miao knocked on the door gently and walked in with coffee.
Fu Yanci raised his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.
Jiang Miao put the coffee aside and pursed her lips. After a few seconds of silence, she asked him, "Are you... worried?"
"Why are you back so late?" Fu Yanci, who was dealing with documents, still lowered his head and asked Jiang Miao in an indifferent tone.
"My friend was drunk, so I sent her back first, so she was a little late."
"Shi Ran?" The man still didn't look up, he just picked up the pen beside him and signed the document.
Jiang Miao raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but responded to him in a low voice in surprise.
Then he closed the document and put it aside. He stood up and stood in front of Jiang Miao with a calm expression. The quiet air and his approach made Jiang Miao almost breathless.
"You, what are you doing..." As he approached, Jiang Miao began to back away, her bright eyes darting away from looking at him.
One step, two steps, three steps, until her back hit a cold wall, Jiang Miao had nowhere to retreat and had to tighten her body, her eyelashes fluttering and spoke again: "Fu Yanci, you, what on earth are you going to do? …”
The man in front of her had a serious face and looked at her closely with some emotion in his eyes.
The clock on the wall swung, and Jiang Miao's hands hanging on both sides tightly grasped the corners of his clothes.
"Who is the man who just sent you back?" Finally, his magnetic voice sounded in a calm tone.
Jiang Miao looked at him with dull eyes, her heart beating like thunder.
Fu Yanci stared intently at Jiang Miao's eyes with a pair of deep eyes.
After a moment, Jiang Miao's curled eyelashes blinked slightly: "High school classmate..."
He exuded an aura of oppression, and Jiang Miao turned her head away from looking at him.
"Does he like you? Or do you..."
As Yin Ren's voice sounded, the hot breath got closer and closer.
Jiang Miao took advantage of his unpreparedness and quickly pushed him away, her eyes darkening a bit: "Fu Yanci, he just sent me back, can you please stop being so inexplicable?"
Her expression was serious, and Fu Yanci looked at her quietly, his eyes dimming.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the room first..." Jiang Miao, who had calmed down a little, said, looking away from him and preparing to leave.
"Jiang Miao, are you willing to try with me? Be a real Mrs. Fu."
A steady voice came from behind, neither fast nor slow, with a bit of softness.
Jiang Miao, who had just taken a step, suddenly stiffened, and froze in place with a slight twitch in the corner of his eye.
A pair of strong hands pulled Fu Yanci in front of him, forcing him to look into his eyes.
After a moment, Jiang Miao bit her lip and looked calmly into his deep eyes.
"Why? Fu Yanci, we agreed...not to mention you don't understand me." Jiang Miao frowned and spoke calmly.
Don’t understand? These three words made his heart tighten, and a bitter taste gradually filled his mouth.
Fu Yanci lowered his eyes when he heard the words, and was about to speak but was interrupted by Jiang Miao.
"I, I'm going to Los Angeles tomorrow..." She changed the topic with her eyes dodged.
Suddenly, Fu Yanci's eyebrows turned cold, and there was a hint of sadness in his deep pupils.
"You have to go find Jiang Che..." His voice was low and hoarse, almost like a tight throat.
