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

Fu Yan answered the phone, and Huo Yuanshi's clear voice came over, "Yan Yan."

"Brother." Fu Yan was emotionless.

"Are you angry that I took the initiative to treat your colleagues to eat?"

Fu Yan squeezed the phone tightly. Although she felt a little uncomfortable at the time, her brother had a good intention.

"I'm not angry. Brother did a good job. Just don't do it next time. If you want to treat me, I will treat it myself. I originally planned to treat everyone to dinner when I stabilize."

Huo Yuan hummed, "As long as you're not angry, I was worried about making you unhappy, so I asked Aji to bring you a snack."

Fu Yan turned around and Aji took out a sealed box from his coat pocket. Fu Yan recognized it at a glance. It was bunsha, a snack from Guangcheng. It was crispy and sweet, shaped like a butterfly, beautiful and delicious.

"Thank you, brother." Fu Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Huo Yuanshi's low laughter came from the other end of the phone, "You are still a kid at heart."

"Okay, you're busy with work, so I won't say more. Let's have dinner together another day."

Fu Yan hummed and hung up the phone.

After Aji left, Fu Yan opened the sealed box and took out a piece of sand while browsing the files.

The fragrance of frankincense suddenly spread from between the teeth.

It's the authentic Lee Hee Kee taste.

She hasn't tasted this flavor in years.

The last time she ate it was when she was fifteen years old, Huo Mingzheng took her to Guangcheng on New Year's Eve.

It was probably his first time going to Guangcheng, and he wore a black down jacket over his sportswear. It was definitely okay to wear this in Nancheng, but they were going to Guangcheng.

She had reminded him on the plane that it was not that cold in Guangcheng, but he zipped up his down jacket, pulled the collar to the top and buried half of his face in it, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and paid no attention to her.

After getting off the plane, they went to the busiest street in Guangcheng, which was bustling with snacks, lanterns, crowds, and fireworks.

After walking for a while, she saw a slight sweat on his forehead and kindly reminded him again: "Why don't you take off your down jacket? You can easily catch a cold if you sweat and blow in the wind."

She reminded him kindly, but he took off his down jacket and put it on her body, "Raise your hands."

She listened to his words in a daze and raised her hand. He grabbed her hand and stuffed it into the sleeve of the down jacket. He then stuffed the other hand in the same way, then pulled the collar and pulled her forward. , "If you feel cold, just say so. It's not like I won't give it to you."

Fu Yan suddenly came to his senses. How could she be cold?

But when she was about to take off her down jacket, he warned her: "If you dare to take it off, I will leave you here."

They came by private plane. If she was left in Guangcheng, where could she buy a plane ticket back to Nancheng?

In the end, of course, she obeyed and followed him wearing his down jacket. But she didn't expect that it was still a sultry day before, but now it was getting cooler, and she didn't feel hot anymore even though she was wearing his down jacket.

At that time, she also doubted whether he had secretly read the weather forecast in advance, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence.

Before she could ask, she saw a long queue outside the store not far away.

"Second brother, I want to eat that!" She stood on tiptoes and pointed diagonally across.

Before Huo Minzheng agreed, she rushed over and lined up at the back of the queue. She was afraid that she would be left behind in Guangcheng and unable to return to Nancheng, and she looked back at him uneasily.

Huo Mingzheng was wearing a black sportswear, a black peaked cap, and a black mask. He was standing on the other side of the long street. He was surrounded by girls who looked at him frequently, but he didn't seem to notice. He looked at her with warning eyes, reminding her to hurry up. a little.

She finally queued up to buy a box of jumping sand, and trotted up to him. Her large down jacket reached her ankles, and a pair of small wings seemed to be spread behind her as she ran over.

"Second brother, try it. It's delicious."

When he heard her voice, Huo Minzheng turned his head slightly, glanced at the thing she handed over, and frowned, but he didn't know if it was because of her expectation, but he still took off his mask, opened his mouth and took the thing into his mouth.

After a while, he said calmly: "Just so so."

Fu Yan was distracted and accidentally bit her tongue. She took a breath, came to her senses, and put the whole box of sand aside.

She looked at the contents of the document, but the injuries on Huo Mingzheng's face on Friday night appeared in her mind.

Close your eyes and those images become clearer.

She covered the document irritably, picked up the water glass, stood up and walked outside.

Colleagues were holding snacks and drinks from Qingyuanji in their hands. When they saw her coming out, they all thanked her, "Manager Fu, thank you."

Fu Yan didn't know how to respond, so he smiled and nodded, then took the water cup and went to the tea room.

Everyone in the department, including Manager Duan, was enjoying afternoon tea. Only Cao Man, sitting alone on the sofa in the tea room, snorted when he saw her coming in, "Don't think that you are trying to win people's hearts with a small favor."

Fu Yan pretended not to hear and just poured the coffee.

Cao Man realized that he couldn't get any advantage from her, so he picked up the water cup and left the tea room.

She looked back at Fu Yan.

She had seen the man who came to deliver snacks just now.

Just a week ago, she had a cold and went to the hospital to get some medicine. She was walking in a hurry and didn't see anyone in the elevator. She ran into it and almost hit someone.

The man held her shoulders and said, "Madam, you almost hit our husband."

She subconsciously took a step back, and the man stepped away. Only then did she see a thin man sitting in a wheelchair.

He was said to be thin, but he was not so skinny that he was out of shape. He was as thin as a green bamboo, with an air of pure and earthly aura, and his dark eyebrows added a bit of nobility. She could tell at a glance that he was no ordinary person. man.

Either rich or noble, or the level of great wealth and great wealth.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry and almost bumped into you. I'm sorry."

"No problem."

Although the man was sitting in a wheelchair and seemed to be disabled, her unique temperament made her take a second look. However, the elevator door opened and the man left.

She remembered correctly. The man who came to give Fu Yan snacks today was the young man who pushed the wheelchair that day.

He said that he was not Fu Yan's suitor and that he was not qualified.

Could it be that the man in the wheelchair?

She had struck up a conversation with Fu Hanlin a year ago and naturally recognized Fu Hanlin's car. She saw Fu Yan get out of Fu Hanlin's car with her own eyes on Friday night. The reason she did not question Fu Yan was because she did not want to alert him.

It's Fu Hanlin again, and the man in the wheelchair again.

This Fu Yan is really not easy.

Maybe, Fu Yan's position as business manager was obtained through some unfair means, which made her miss such a good opportunity!

She secretly clenched her fists and said, Fu Yan, you must not let anything fall into my hands!