After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

"Yes,"

The middle-aged man with the scar on his left eyebrow nodded.

"Our people have seen it with their own eyes, and there is absolutely no mistake."

"This Fu family is really lucky."

The middle-aged man noticed the increasingly condensed air pressure in the room, and lowered his head even lower.

"Order to go down,"

The man's black eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses were covered with chilling frost, and he played with the Buddhist beads in his hand again.

"List Shi Wan as the highest kill target."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man nodded and backed out.

-

Fu's Manor.

Shi Wan sat by the bed, tracing the outline of Fu Tingchen meticulously with his hands.

It's not long since the last life, and I've only seen it tomorrow.

But Shiwan seemed to have been for a long time, and he hadn't had a good look at him.

It seems that the facial features carefully created by the Creator have a sense of luxury and alienation when they are awake, and they are much softer after falling asleep.

Fu Tingchen, in my previous life, I failed your love and my own.

In this life, I will make up for it.

Shi Wan's tears flowed down uncontrollably, and the scorching liquid dripped down Fu Tingchen's hands along his cheeks.

She was startled, but fortunately, Fu Tingchen did not wake up.

Shi Wan was afraid that he would wake Fu Tingchen up here, so he controlled his breathing, went to the sofa and fell asleep.

Needling looks easy, but it is very troublesome.

After lying on the sofa for a short time, Shiwan fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Tingchen, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

And why is she crying?

for him?

Fu Tingchen looked at the place where the tears evaporated on the back of his hand, and then at the petite figure curled up on the sofa, with an unpredictable expression.

-

The next day.

The sun shines into the room through the gap in the window.

Brings warmth to a cold room.

Shi Wan's long and thick eyelashes trembled, then he slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

Only then did he realize that he was actually sleeping on the bed.

When did Fu Tingchen carry her up?

Why didn't she feel it at all?

Did they share the same bed last night? !

Just then, there was a light knock on the door.

"Young lady, are you awake?"

Shi Wan looked at the time, it was already past twelve noon.

"woke up."

The people outside were visibly relieved.

"Old man, sir and madam, the second young master is waiting for you to eat downstairs, please hurry up and go down, madam."

Sir, madam and second young master?

It was clear in an instant.

Fu Qiming, Wen Yi, and Fu Tingchuan.

Fu Tingchen's eccentric father, hypocritical stepmother, and white-faced stepbrother.

When they saw themselves in the previous life, they didn't have a good face.

Fortunately, Fu Tingchen never let himself meet them alone.

"Understood, you go down first."

Shi Wan took a set of obviously brand new toiletries beside the bed, took out a white shirt from Fu Tingchen's bathroom and walked towards the bathroom.

-

living room.

Mr. Fu was reading a newspaper on the sofa with a serious look on his face.

Wen Yi looked at the time, then glanced sideways at Fu Qiming.

"We've all been waiting for her all morning,"

Fu Qiming put down the teacup in his hand, looking displeased.

"You haven't woken up yet, you really don't understand the rules."

After all, she is a country girl who can't get on the stage.

"Xiao Wan stayed up all night to take care of Ting Chen,"

Mr. Fu put down the newspaper and looked at Fu Qiming with a worried expression.

"You didn't even come here last night? What right do you have to speak sarcastic here now?"

For this son, he was getting more and more disappointed.

Hearing Mr. Fu's shameless scolding, Fu Qiming's face turned ugly.

"grandfather,"

Fu Tingchuan got up and sat next to Mr. Fu, smiling brightly and cutely.

"Dad picked me up last night. I don't know about the elder brother's illness. You have to blame me."

Although Mr. Fu was angry, but Fu Tingchuan just came back, so it's not good for him to get angry now.

Just as the atmosphere condensed, a soft voice sounded.

"grandfather--"