Jiang Yuan smiled and replied, "Well, much better."
"Looks like he looks a lot better." Fu Yanli walked towards the restaurant.
"Uncle, didn't you go to the company?"
"No big deal happens at the company, and it's the same at home."
Jiang Yuan felt that he was not telling the truth. Even if she didn't understand, she still knew that the group president was worth hundreds of millions a minute.
She hesitated and said, "Uncle, you can go and do your work, I don't need anyone to accompany you."
Hearing this, Fu Yanli reached out and touched her head, "No matter how busy you are, it's not as important as you."
Jiang Yuan: "..."
Seeing her stunned.
Fu Yanli smiled softly and said, "I wish you could come over for dinner."
The topic was changed and Jiang Yuan stopped thinking.
What he just said may have been just polite, but it was obviously the care of the elders for the younger ones, nothing more.
When Jiang Yuan saw the table full of her favorite food, her mood suddenly improved again.
She couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, how do you know what I like to eat?"
Fu Yanli raised his eyebrows and seemed to sigh, "Wishong, we have known each other for six years."
Jiang Yuan didn't extract any useful information from it. She didn't understand how long the two had known each other, and what it had to do with knowing her taste.
Perhaps, maybe he learned it from Ning Ning.
Jiang Yuan had no intention of asking again.
Fu Yanli said, "Not only do I know that you like sweet and sour food, but I also know that you don't like coriander."
"Uncle, you are so observant."
"Did you drink all the ginger soup I cooked for you yesterday?"
Her eyes suddenly became wandering, and she hesitated to explain.
Fu Yanli was just guessing, and it turned out to be true.
"Wishuan, did you throw away the ginger soup?"
"I'm sorry, uncle..."
Fu Yanli was not angry, "I didn't think well and neglected that many girls don't like to eat ginger. I hope you don't eat ginger, right?"
Jiang Yuan nodded, "I think ginger is unpalatable and it tastes spicy."
Fu Yanli disagreed.
He looked across, looked directly into her bright eyes, and lightly opened his thin lips, "I like Jiang very much."
"Uncle, you have such a strong taste." Jiang Yuan commented.
This time, Fu Yanli did not refute.
The innocent little girl didn't understand what he meant.
Forget it, take your time, after all, identity transformation takes time.
Dinner is over.
Jiang Yuan was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The youth idol drama that had just been released was playing.
Fu Yanli sat next to her and would pour her some cooked Pu'er from time to time.
Jiang Yuan also liked drinking it and soon felt warm in his stomach.
She secretly looked at the man's beautiful fingers. They were slender and white, with well-defined joints. She was so lustful.
Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think of what most netizens said, beautiful hands are best for that.
Instantly, she felt a little hot all over her body.
Jiang Yuan lowered his eyes, and then noticed the wooden bracelet on his hand. The overall color was a bit green, with a multicolored sheen like a gem.
She had never seen it before and she was very curious.
Fu Yanli noticed her gaze and raised his hand, "Wishan, are you interested in this?"
Jiang Yuan nodded, "Is this agarwood bracelet? I can smell the fragrance coming out."
It smelled exactly like him.
Fu Yanli took off the string and handed it to her hand, "This is Yingge Green Qinnan, which is a kind of agarwood. It has a quiet and mellow taste, with a slight fruity woody aroma. Its aroma is uplifting and can calm the mind."
After Jiang Yuan looked at it, he put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it. It was as he said, mellow and sweet.
Watching her movements, Fu Yanli's heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.
This feeling was very strange, as if what she was smelling was not the agarwood bracelet, but his hand.
Jiang Yuan returned the bracelet, "Uncle, I never thought you still have this hobby. Can agarwood really calm your mind?"
Fu Yanli did not put it on, but twisted the beads with his left hand, "In my opinion, the psychological effect is far greater than its own effect."
Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, "Uncle, what troubles have you encountered recently?"
Fu Yanli looked at her quietly and smiled lightly, "I'm thinking about how to make your physique better."
Jiang Yuan: "..."
Seeing that she couldn't answer.
Fu Yanli took the initiative to change the topic, "What brand of cosmetics do you use? I'll have someone buy it."
Jiang Yuan immediately shook his head, "No need to spend money, I just wash my face with water."
Fu Yanli knew he wouldn't get anything out of the question, and he had already sent someone to purchase it.
At this time, Han Yu had just finished reviewing the documents. Mr. Fu didn't come to the company, and he was miserable alone.
Not only is he busy with work, but he also has to buy cosmetics for women. It is probably unique for him to be able to do this as a special assistant.
Before dark.
Han Yu walked into Yunting Villa carrying several gift boxes.
"Mr. Fu, here are skin care sets from five different brands, including moisturizing and whitening products."
Fu Yanli nodded lightly, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work. It's what I should do to serve Mr. Fu." Han Yu said respectfully.
Fu Yanli smiled lightly and said, "I still won't go to the company tomorrow."
Han Yu’s inner OS: Oh my God! If I had known better, I wouldn't have said what I just said.
In fact, he wanted to say that the president was absent from work. Is this really a good thing? Who makes him the most powerful person in the Fu Group?
Han Yu drove away while searching for himself.
Fu Yanli asked Zhao Lan to take apart all the cosmetics during dinner and put them in the bathroom of the bedroom upstairs.
When Jiang Yuan returned to the room and saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked.
The two rows of shelves are full of colorful bottles and jars. Thanks to the gift of her best friend Fu Ningning, Jiang Yuan knows these brands. The prices are not cheap, just a small bottle costs four figures.
Jiang Yuan asked herself, what virtue and ability could she have to let her uncle treat her like this?
She liked him more and more.
Jiang Yuan looked at himself, found the clothes he had bought from someone in the room, and took them into the bathroom.
The shower head was running, and the throbbing in the body was finally dissipated by the warmth.
Jiang Yuan considered that it was during her menstrual period and the flushing time was not too long.
She put on skin care products, blow-dried her hair until it was semi-dry, got dressed and walked out of the bathroom.
Looking around, Fu Yanli was not in the living room.
Knowing from Zhao Lan that he went to the study, Jiang Yuan walked up the stairs.
The third floor is very spacious.
There was only one bedroom, and the study door was open.
Jiang Yuan looked inside and saw a man standing in front of the desk, holding a brush and practicing calligraphy. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and waved to her.
"Wishong, come here."
With light in her eyes, she walked in with a smile, "Uncle, do you also like to practice calligraphy?"
"Practice occasionally." Fu Yanli smiled softly.
Jiang Yuan lowered his head and looked at it carefully. He was vigorous and powerful, strong and soft at the same time. He was able to do so smoothly, which showed that he had great skills.
When she first approached.
Fu Yanli smelled the faint fragrance from her body, which was refreshing. He looked at the black hair hanging on his chest and frowned slightly.
"Wishan, did you take a bath just now?"
Jiang Yuan nodded, "Yes, I just washed it."
"Wait here." After finishing speaking, Fu Yanli strode out of the study.
Jiang Yuan didn't know why he suddenly became serious just now?
It wasn't until he came in with a hair dryer and comb in his hand that Jiang Yuan suddenly realized.
"Uncle, I have already dried my hair."
"But I didn't blow dry it. Even though the heating is on in the room, it's easy to catch cold, especially for someone with a weak constitution like you."
Jiang Yuan had nothing to say.
In fact, she knew she couldn't take a shower or wash her hair during her period, but she just couldn't help it.
When I was in Sioux City, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, I had to take a bath almost every night before falling asleep. This lifestyle continues to this day.
It would be even more uncomfortable for her to go two days without taking a shower.
Fu Yanli saw that the little girl was in a daze again, so he reminded her, "Please sit on the chair, and I will help you blow dry."
