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

The temperature in Zurich was just right today, and Fu Yan had a rare sleep last night.

In the first two days after arriving in Zurich, I don't know if it was due to acclimatization. She had a strong reaction during pregnancy. She vomited every night and couldn't sleep peacefully. The next day, she had to pretend to be safe and sound in front of Fu Hanlin, lest he He Ji Lin was worried.

Fu Yan got up early and smelled a smell in the corridor that he couldn't tell what it was, but it was a bit familiar.

"Miss Fu, are you awake?"

A middle-aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes came out of the kitchen and greeted Fu Yan with a smile.

"Good morning Luna, what are you cooking?"

Luna is the servant arranged by Fu Hanlin to take care of Fu Yan. She speaks Chinese, French and German. She is hard-working, simple and kind-hearted.

The house that Fu Hanlin lives in now was where Fu Hanlin lived when he was a university student in Zurich.

Luna had taken care of his food and daily life for four years, and now he hired him to take care of Fu Yan.

After spending a week together briefly, the two got along very happily.

Luna made a sound and explained: "Mr. Fu said that today is the Laba Festival in China. He said that you just came to Zurich and would miss your homeland. He asked me to learn how to make Laba porridge for you to try."

Fu Yan suddenly realized.

It turns out to be Laba porridge, no wonder the taste is so familiar.

"Mr. Fu really cares about you, Miss." Luna winked at her.

Fu Yan guessed that she had misunderstood, and quickly explained, "Mr. Fu and I are not what you think."

Luna looked like you can say whatever you want, but I don’t believe it anyway.

But she also knew that this explanation was too pale. Let alone Luna, no one would believe it if they saw Fu Hanlin's care for her.

Luna suppressed her laughter and turned back to the kitchen.

Fu Yan sighed. He had missed the best time to explain. He went downstairs and opened the door and walked to the garden. There were no flowers this season, and the previous ones had withered.

Fu Hanlin's house is in a very good location, in a quiet area with good privacy. It is not far away from the house and is easily accessible in all directions. It is adjacent to Bahnhofstrasse, a luxury shopping street and a shopping paradise for the rich.

She was sitting on a wicker chair and suddenly saw a brightly blooming rose in the bush, and walked over curiously.

Just as she was about to push aside the bushes, a deep voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Beware of thorns."

Fu Yan was frightened and turned around to see Fu Hanlin standing in the sun.

She was stunned, and Fu Hanlin casually placed his long black coat on the wrought iron stool.

He took a pair of scissors from the tool rack next to him, walked over, pushed aside the bushes, held the flower branch in his left hand, and held the scissors in his right hand. With a click, the rose was cut.

Fu Hanlin picked off the thorns on the flower branches with smooth movements. With a few flicks, the flower branches were picked clean and handed to her.

Fu Yan came to his senses and said unexpectedly: "Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

The rose petals were still stained with morning dew, and they were particularly bright and beautiful. Fu Hanlin thought of the night when she danced in a women's group dance in college, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Don't you want it?"

Fu Yan looked at the flower, took it generously, smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Come to see you." Fu Hanlin answered her previous question.

Fu Yan's hand holding the flower tightened, and her lowered eyelashes trembled slightly.

With his travel-stained appearance, he must have arrived just after getting off the plane.

He obviously just returned to China a few days ago, and he came to see her again on the weekend.

If you calculate it this way, in terms of time...

She asked in surprise: "Did you fly over from China in the early morning?"

Fu Hanlin looked into her big eyes and replied: "This way my whereabouts will not be easily discovered, and it will be safer for you. I want to protect you, so you will not be easily discovered."

but.

"I won't come here again before the Chinese New Year. If I come too often, I will be noticed by others. Luna will take good care of you. I will come to see you again after the Spring Festival."

His tone was ordinary, but the promise he made to her was as valuable as gold.

Fu Yan's heart suddenly became extremely heavy, "Mr. Fu, I will repay you after the storm has passed."

She knew that it would not be easy to hide from Huo Mingzheng with the power of the Ji family. Although Ji Lin would risk everything to help her, the strength of the Huo family was in front of her. She was able to go abroad smoothly and hide here. Among them was Fu Hanlin's. One stroke.

He had done enough for her, but she couldn't respond to him.

Fu Hanlin knew what she was thinking, and wanted to say that he didn't want her to repay her, but he somewhat understood Fu Yan's stubborn temper, and he didn't want to see her uncomfortable.

"You are no longer my employee, and you still call me Mr. Fu?" He easily avoided the topic.

Fu Yan said half-jokingly: "Once Mr. Fu, always Mr. Fu."

lifelong……

Fu Hanlin repeated these two words in his heart.

The early morning sunlight shone slantly from between the two buildings on the street, half of it shining on Fu Hanlin, and half of it shining on Fu Yan.

Fu Hanlin suddenly held her hand and said, "Even if there is sunshine, you are wearing too little. Come inside."

By the time Fu Yan reacted, she had already been led into the house by Fu Hanlin's hand. Once inside, Fu Hanlin let go of her hand in time, leaving her no chance to be embarrassed or pull away.

Luna took his suitcase.

32-inch large suitcase.

She asked curiously: "Mr. Fu, are you planning to stay for a few days?"

"I'll go back tomorrow." Fu Hanlin unbuttoned his suit and pointed at the suitcase, "It's a specialty brought from China."

"specialty?"

Luna's eyes widened. Mr. Fu didn't look like someone who would bring specialties.

The main reason is that this behavior does not match his identity.

Luna opened the suitcase curiously, and Fu Yan came over smelling it. Every time Luna handed something to her, her eyes lit up.

"It's Chen Kee's roast goose. I like their roast goose the most. Fatty Kee's Cantonese pastries. Ji Lin and I both like it. Well..."

Fu Hanlin stood by the window sill, holding a cup of black tea in his right hand. His eyes fell naturally and softly on Fu Yan's face, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

How come I didn't know before that she likes to eat so much.

Fortunately, he asked Ji Lin.

When she got half of it, listening to Fu Yan mouthing one bite of one she liked to eat, and another she liked, Luna finally understood that it was a specialty brought to Miss Fu.

In the past, she took care of Mr. Fu's food and daily life. There were many young and beautiful girls at home who came to court her, but all of them were rejected by Mr. Fu.

He refused simply and ruthlessly, but fortunately those young girls were enthusiastic and had good personalities, so they didn't hold any resentment in their hearts.

At that time, she was thinking about what Mr. Fu would be like when he loved someone.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the man with gentle eyebrows standing by the window sill, then looked at Miss Fu's face that was so happy with the delicious food, and nodded clearly.

It turned out to be like this.