The neighbor's aunt was also a discerning person. She clearly felt that Fu Jingchuan didn't want to talk more, so she quickly brought the topic to him with a smile: "Look at me, I can't stop talking once I start talking. The child is still hungry, so I'll take her first." Go back and feed me some food, you are busy first, and we will chat when you have time."
Fu Jingchuan nodded slightly: "Okay."
His attention has turned to the door code lock. His long fingers stretched towards the code lock, and he paused slightly when his fingertips almost pressed to the fingerprint recognition area.
The neighbor's aunt who had not yet left glanced at him in confusion, only to see his long fingers hanging slightly on the combination lock, his starry eyes half closed, his handsome face calm, and slightly distracted.
She felt strange in her heart. She vaguely felt that something was wrong with the neighbor couple, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She went back to her home with the nanny and the baby in her arms. When the door closed, she couldn't help but worry. Eyes Fu Jingchuan.
After a moment of silence, Fu Jingchuan pressed his thumb on the fingerprint recognition area. After a beep of "The door is unlocked, please come in," the door lock also made an unlocking sound.
Fu Jingchuan raised his eyes and glanced at the still closed door. He opened the door and pressed his long fingers on the smart one-button lock at the door. The dark house suddenly became as bright as day.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the living room. The house was still the same as when Shiyang left it two years ago.
Although she had erased all traces of her life when she left and restored the house to its original state, after all, it was a place where two people lived together. The traces of life can be erased, but the breath and memories cannot be erased.
Fu Jingchuan looked at everything familiar in the room. He stood motionless at the door. Subconsciously, he felt a slight resistance to approaching.
He didn't like this feeling of things changing.
The house that hasn't been lived in for two years already has a musty smell, and under the bright light, a layer of light gray can be vaguely seen on the tabletop.
This is a problem that would never exist when Shiyang was here.
Neither Shiyang nor he liked having outsiders at home, so after discussion, they did not hire a live-in nanny, but hired hourly workers to clean the house regularly, but in fact there were not many opportunities to put it to use.
Shiyang is at home every day. She is self-disciplined and has excellent time management skills. She also likes house design and interior decoration. Her biggest hobby at home is tidying up and decorating the room, so Auntie Zhong is somewhat useless.
The auntie who cooks is more diligent, but it also depends on Shiyang's mood.
She has a wide range of hobbies. She was obsessed with interior design for a while and food making for a while.
During the time when she was obsessed with food, the cooking aunt was basically useless.
The living room and study are the only places that Shiyang has not restored to its original appearance.
The bookshelf was so big that it took up an entire wall, and she couldn't dismantle it and move it.
Fu Jingchuan remembered that when he came back from get off work, Shiyang liked to sit in the hanging basket next to the bookshelf and read books. He looked calm and lazy, like a cat.
Looking at the now empty hanging basket gathering dust, Fu Jingchuan was a little lost.
He didn't walk into the living room or the bedroom. He just stood motionless at the door, looking at everything familiar and empty, until his cell phone rang, breaking the peace.
Fu Jingchuan picked up the phone directly without looking at the screen.
The only one who could call him at this time was Ke Chen.
"Mr. Fu, Director Yan would like to make an appointment with you tomorrow afternoon. Let's take a look..." Ke Chen on the other end of the phone was diligently reporting tomorrow's schedule. Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Fu Jingchuan interrupted him quietly. he.
"not see."
Ke Chen: "Huh?" He didn't hear that Fu Jingchuan and Yan Dong had any quarrel recently, so why did they suddenly disappear?
"I have been on a business trip in the past few days, and my schedule for the next few days has been postponed." Fu Jingchuan said.
"..." Ke Chen quickly looked through Fu Jingchuan's itinerary, "There are no business trips planned recently. Mr. Fu, where are you going?"
"You don't have to worry about it, just make arrangements."
After giving the instructions, Fu Jingchuan hung up the phone.
Ke Chen listened to the "beep" busy tone on the other end of the phone in confusion, and looked up at his assistant: "Does Mr. Fu have any business trip plans recently?"
The assistant also responded with a confused look: "No."
Ke Chen's frown deepened and he sent a special message to Fu Jingchuan: "Mr. Fu, do you want me to book a ticket for you now?"
Fu Jingchuan's message quickly came back: "No need."
Ke Chen: "..."
An itinerary that even he had to hide?
