Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

He flipped through the records about Fu Qing'an, and every time he read a line, his heart skipped a beat.

Because he felt that these words were recording Fu Qing'an's character and habits.

He clenched his fists tightly and his pupils shrank. Could it be that changing a heart would have such a big impact on a person?

His eyes suddenly fell on the bad habits, and he frowned stubbornly. He didn't expect that woman to be smoking and drinking too much.

Because of the serious smoking and alcoholism, the body is overloaded and the mental stress is getting worse.

Fu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, he remembered that there was a reception tomorrow, so he would take Fu Qing'an there, just in time for her to help him block the wine.

The night passed quickly, and Fu Qingan went to work.

As soon as she went out, she saw Fu Yang's car parked in front of her house.

The car window was rolled down, revealing the man's handsome facial features.

Fu Yang looked at Fu Qing'an seriously, and said hoarsely, "Get in the car, I'll take you to the reception."

Fu Qing'an looked at what she was wearing, and frowned: "If you go to the reception, do you need to wear a dress? I'll go and change."

As she said, she was about to turn around and go in.

Suddenly the man's voice was heavy: "No need, this is fine."

Fu Qing'an nodded, and then walked over.

She wanted to sit in the co-pilot, but saw Chen An sitting in the co-pilot.

Chen An looked at Fu Qing'an, he grinned lightly: "Miss Zhou."

Fu Qing'an: "..." She frowned, and then got into the back seat.

The back seat is very long and wide, the man sits in the middle of the car, and Fu Qingan squeezes to the right side of the car all the time.

Fu Qing'an's eyes fell outside the window, as if Fu Yang was a pathogen, so distant.

The man admired the beautiful fingers, and tapped his knee lightly: "There will be a lot of people toasting at the bar. I'm not feeling well recently, so you block the bar for me."

Fu Qing'an's body trembled. For a while, she smoked and drank heavily, which made her health worse.

Later, Gongba forced her to quit, but she didn't completely quit, she still smoked and drank secretly, but drinking too much alcohol would exert a load on the body.

She forced a smile: "I'm a girl, do I want to hold the wine for Boss Fu?"

The man's noble and jade-like eyes flickered slightly cold and deep: "You are my secretary, and there is no distinction between men and women in the wine market."

After hearing his words, Fu Qingan clutched her sleeve nervously.

She can't drink alcohol, and if she drinks alcohol, the effect of the depression medicine she is taking now will be affected.

She was about to say something, but suddenly the car stopped, in front of a winery.

The driver hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door.

Fu Yang wanted to get out of the car, but suddenly Fu Qing'an grabbed his wrist and said hoarsely: "Boss Fu, my physical condition does not allow me to drink alcohol, so..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Yang shook off her hand heavily and got out of the car.

The man's stalwart body stood at the entrance of the winery, instantly adding dignity and mystery to the winery.

Fu Qingan shook her head helplessly, then got out of the car.

The man held out his hand, and the woman had no choice but to enter the winery holding his hand.

There were only a dozen or so people at this reception, some of whom Fu Qing'an had met, and some of whom Fu Qing'an had not.

After Fu Yang took his seat, Chen An stood beside Fu Qing'an, introducing him to Fu Qing'an in a low voice.

Fu Qing'an glanced at Wang Huang, and then his eyes fell on Mu Chuanxiong.