Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

In the coffee shop, it is quiet and elegant.Tan Yan looked anxiously, looking for the figure through the window glass.

His eyes looking around finally fell on Fu Yanchen, who was walking in a hurry.

Her brows were relaxed, her eyes were smiling, and she waved to Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen moved very swiftly and hurriedly sat down opposite.

Breakfast at home has not been prepared yet, and the little rabbit should still be sleeping now. Go back to cook early, and then wake up the little rabbit.

He forced himself to cheer up and raised his eyelids to look at the ignorant woman opposite.Suddenly I realized that coming in person was really a waste of time.

He said straight to the point,

"It's you who started the rumor about our relationship."

"What... what...?"

Tan Yan's body froze, his mind was like a ball of mush, and he couldn't understand what he heard.

Isn't calling her out alone a confession?What kind of rumors did she make?

Fu Yanchen took out a few pieces of paper and threw them on the table. He was too lazy to say anything and left a harsh sentence.

"This is a lawyer's letter. If you dare to spread rumors about me again, I will make it impossible for you to live here."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, never looking at the woman in front of him from the beginning to the end.

The footsteps had faded away, and Tan Yan stayed there motionless, staring blankly at the lawyer's letter on the table.

Then I was at a loss to understand the content above.

He wrote that he would sue her for spreading rumors and pay compensation, and warned her not to damage Fu Yanchen's reputation.

Haha

She laughed self-deprecatingly, her bitter smile imprinted on her carefully painted makeup.

It turns out that Fu Yanchen has never liked her. It has always been his own fantasy. Today he came here to warn her.

What the company spreads is the truth.

The day after she arrived at the company, she couldn't wait to come out to clear up the relationship. She must have seen that girl everywhere.

Fu Yanchen didn't care about himself at all, he was still complacent, which was really ridiculous.

She clutched the lawyer's letter in despair and walked down the street.

The phone rang at an inappropriate time and she opened it carelessly.

There is a text message written on it that he has been fired. The compensation will be sent to the bank card, and then the bank card will receive a transfer.

Of course, Fu Yanchen should not be sloppy about what he personally informed, and send the text message on time.

The person who sent the text message was still lamenting that Mr. Fu had never asked for such an impulsive exception. What mistake did this person make?

Tan Yan's hand holding the phone trembled and he stared at the words on the phone.When he raised his eyelids, his eyes were filled with darkness and despair.

Fu Yanchen turned the switch and opened the door. It was so quiet inside that it made people panic.

still sleeping?

Fu Yanchen was worried that he would be out for too long and would not be able to come back in time to cook.

She probably hasn't woken up yet. I'll wake her up after breakfast.

He especially likes to be obsessed with asking the little rabbit to get up. Every time the little rabbit acts coquettishly and doesn't want to get up.

The soft voice said no, and the half-confused look made him unable to control himself for a while.

What I look forward to most every day is waking up. It is the only honest way to get in touch with the little rabbit's body.

Heng Heng Xia was pulled up and didn't want to move, so he fell into his arms like he was boneless. He only regained consciousness after being carried out of bed.

Silently speeding up the cooking, a delicious and delicious breakfast is ready.

Fu Yanchen nodded with satisfaction, put down his apron, and knocked gently on Little Rabbit's door.

There was no movement, so he must still be sleeping.

"I'm in." Fu Yanchen pushed open the door and froze on the spot for the next second.

What about people?

Then a deep voice in the room called Qiao Muxi's name over and over again.

"Xixi?"

"Where are you? Xixi?"