Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

After sending Song Qingshuang back to Huo Mansion, Fu Yan drove to the company. She took an hour's leave temporarily. When she arrived at the company, the regular meeting on Monday morning had just finished.

"Fu Yan, you can go to the supervisor's meeting for me later. I have to go to the hospital for something." Director Xiao left Fu Yan behind.

Fu Yan said nervously: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Director Xiao said: "Am I not preparing for pregnancy?"

"Pregnant?" Fu Yan was surprised.

Director Xiao smiled and said, "I don't know yet. I was supposed to have my period last week, but there was only a little blood. I checked online and they said it might be the implantation of a fertilized egg. It would be safer for me to go to the hospital for a checkup."

A trace of doubt flashed in Fu Yan's eyes, his face remained calm, and he nodded, "Then go ahead, I'll help you hold the meeting."

Back in the office, Fu Yan remembered that this period was abnormal, and it was somewhat similar to what Director Xiao said.

Feeling uneasy in her heart, she took out her mobile phone and opened Baidu, when Xiaoxia knocked on the door and came in.

"Sister Yan, do you think there are any other details that need to be added to this material?"

Fu Yan put down his cell phone, took the folder from Xiao Xia's hand, flipped through a few pages, and annotated it with a pen, "That's pretty much it. There are other data that must be confirmed several times."

"Okay, I understand, Sister Yan."

"What time is it?" she asked. She didn't know where she dropped her watch last night. She usually subconsciously checks the time on her watch, but she didn't wear it today. She was really not used to it.

It might have fallen on Huo Mingzheng's car, or it might have fallen in Haoting Yipin's house.

"It's nine-eighteen." Xiaoxia replied.

The supervisor's meeting is held in the large conference room upstairs at half past nine.

Fu Yan packed up his things, picked up his tablet, and said, "I'm going to have a supervisor meeting upstairs. If you have any questions, send me a message on WeChat."

The large conference room was downstairs from the CEO's office. Fu Yan had just stepped out of the elevator when the executive elevator next to him opened. Fu Hanlin came out with his secretary.

"Mr. Fu." Fu Yan greeted.

Fu Hanlin nodded, glanced across her face, and hummed.

The female secretary next to her smiled and said, "Deputy Director Fu."

Fu Yan smiled and nodded. He was used to this title. At first, it felt awkward to pronounce, but as time went by, he no longer found it. Instead, it was a bit cute.

The main purpose of the meeting was for Fu Hanlin to understand the current status of various parts of the company. After Fu Yan finished talking about the recent cooperation projects, he sat down and listened to other people's speeches.

She went to bed after four o'clock and woke up at seven in the morning. She slept for more than two hours in total. The meeting was very long. She picked up the tablet and couldn't help but yawn.

Fu Hanlin was listening to the speech of the head of the design department. He glanced at Fu Yan who was yawning from the corner of his eye and looked away calmly.

Fu Yan was so sleepy that his eyelids were twitching. He pinched his thighs and bit the tip of his tongue, but it didn't help.

The elbow she was supporting on the table slipped, and her face fell on the table, her eyelids unable to hold up anymore.

Everyone here has higher qualifications than Fu Yan, and everyone else is a supervisor. Only she is the deputy director. She obviously came to the meeting on behalf of the director, but she just fell asleep on the table, which immediately caused some people's dissatisfaction. .

"Boss Fu, this..."

Sitting next to Fu Yan was the manager of the marketing department.

Fu Yan fell asleep like this, which was so out of line.

Fu Hanlin's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "The meeting will continue."

The boss had already spoken, and the others didn't dare to have any objections. They just pretended that Fu Yan didn't exist.

After the meeting, the supervisors left the conference room one after another. No one reminded Fu Yan that he could leave. The secretary from the president's office was about to go over and wake Fu Yan up.

"Let her sleep." Fu Hanlin flipped through the documents and said calmly.

The secretary paused his hand and looked back at the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He was at work. He didn't look here, but was paying attention to what was going on here.

The secretary was horrified. Who did this deputy director come from? Mr. Fu didn't blame her for sleeping in a meeting. Even though the meeting was over but it was work time now, Mr. Fu allowed her to continue sleeping?

But she was just a secretary, so she didn't dare to say anything or speculate, for fear of offending her boss and losing her job.

Fu Hanlin turned over a page of documents and said, "Go and make me a cup of coffee."

The secretary was stunned for a moment, "Do you want to work here?"

The man hummed.

Next to the conference room is the tea room, but the black coffee that Fu Hanlin likes to drink is not available here. The secretary turned to the president's tea room upstairs.

After making coffee and returning to the conference room, Fu Hanlin was still reviewing documents, but the suit jacket he was wearing just now was now draped on Fu Yan.

The secretary who came in happened to see this scene.

For a moment, she actually realized what it meant to be quiet and peaceful.

"Mr. Fu, coffee." The secretary placed the coffee on his right hand and lowered his voice subconsciously.

She was afraid that being a little louder would wake Fu Yan.

Even if she doesn't know Fu Yan's background, she can still tell that Mr. Fu treats Yan very differently. After working beside Fu Hanlin for so many years, she can only guess a little bit of her boss's thoughts.

Fu Hanlin took the coffee, took a sip, and said calmly: "Go and do your work."

"Yes." The secretary went out and closed the door of the conference room.

There was a slight sound of closing the door, and Fu Hanlin raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Fu Yan, who was still sleeping on the table opposite.

She seemed to have not slept well last night. Even though she put on makeup, she could still see some traces of dark circles under her eyes.

Fu Hanlin looked away, with a faint smile on his lips, and continued to read the documents.

After reading all the documents at hand, he looked at Fu Yan again. She was still sleeping. A ray of sunlight fell on her face, and her skin, which was already fragile, was so delicate that it seemed like it could squeeze out water.

He flexed his wrist joints, stood up, and walked over slowly.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and his tall body immediately blocked most of the sunlight, and also blocked the light that was almost moving to Fu Yan's eyelids.

A strand of hair slipped to the corner of her mouth, and Fu Hanlin stretched out his hand to gently twist the hair.

The back of my hand accidentally touched the warm softness.

Fu Hanlin's eyes glanced deeply at her delicate red lips, his fingers froze, and his lips tightened.

It reminded him of the summer party of NTU that year. He was invited to participate as an honorary alumnus. During the game session, he walked to the side to smoke in a deserted area.

He has passed that age of colorful and lively college life.

After he finished smoking a cigarette, the game session over there was almost over, and he was about to go back.

Suddenly, a female college student ran over from the bathroom next to her. He didn't want to be too conspicuous, so the light where he stood was relatively dark, so no one would notice him.

The female student was wearing a short skirt and was probably going to dance in a girl group dance. She was in a hurry and was about to perform on stage. She didn't notice anyone next to her and ran into his arms.