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

At one o'clock in the morning, the community was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the rustling of leaves blown by the wind and the sound of the engines of cars on the street in the distance.

Twelfth floor, in front of Fu Yan's house.

A tall and thin figure stood in front of the door. Under the black hoodie was a fair and angular jawline and a raised Adam's apple.

It's a man.

A hand with unusually clear joints was raised and placed on the combination lock, and his fingers quickly pressed a few numbers.

With a click, the door opened.

A faint 'welcome home' came from the quiet space.

It turned out that the sound hole in the combination lock was covered by a broad hand.

The door closed and the voice-activated lights in the corridor dimmed.

In the dark living room, only the distant lights of the city came in. The man stepped forward with his long legs, and his shoes made no sound when he stepped on the soft carpet.

The door to Fu Yan's room was gently pushed open, and the warm fragrance in the room hit his face like the smell of a sun-baked quilt.

She was already asleep, and the bedside light was turned to the dimmest, most comfortable brightness.

The white pillow was covered with black hair. She put one hand on the pillow and one hand on the edge of the bed. The position of her fingers and the mobile phone next to her meant that she should have been holding the mobile phone before falling asleep.

The man leaned forward slightly, picked up the phone, entered the password on the screen with his fingers, and the phone was successfully unlocked.

The light from the mobile phone screen shone on the man's face, a fair and gentle face without any expression.

The phone is still on a WeChat chat window, and the note name displayed at the top is: Huo Mingzheng

There is an unsent message in the input box: Happy birthday

The man curled his lips slightly and let out a chuckle from his throat. He tapped the delete key on the phone's keyboard with his thumb and deleted Fu Yan's unsent messages word by word.

Then put the phone on the bedside table.

The man's tall figure was reflected on the wall. He bent down and covered Fu Yan's chest with the fallen quilt, and gently stroked her cheeks and eyebrows with his fingertips.

A slightly hoarse voice escaped from the man's mouth: "Yan Yan, you are mine."

Fu Yan, who was sleeping, noticed a touch of coldness moving on her face. She suddenly woke up from her dream. The bedside lamp shone into every corner of the room, and the surroundings were quiet.

She raised her hand and touched her face, but found nothing.

But the touch was too real, as if a cold snake was crawling across her face.

She lay back in a daze and murmured: "Did you dream?"

It should be because she has been too busy and tired from work recently.

……

The next day, Fu Yan almost couldn't get up. She hurried to the company and clocked in at the designated location.

"Hey, here's another step." Cao Man passed by Fu Yan holding a piece of information.

She pretended to be concerned, "I submitted the bid. Did I breathe a sigh of relief and have a good sleep? I almost overslept?"

"Deputy Manager Cao cares so much about me, why don't you come to my house tonight and watch me sleep?"

Cao Man had experienced Fu Yan's sarcastic words and didn't want to confront anyone head-on. "However, there are so many competing companies this time. It's too early to just sit back and relax. I kindly remind Manager Fu, don't get too happy too soon."

"Thank you for the reminder. I also send this sentence to you to encourage you." Fu Yan walked past her and went to the office.

Cao Man stood there, looking at Fu Yan's cold and decisive back, and couldn't help but sneer, "Fu Yan, let's see how long you can be proud of yourself."

Fu Yan must have never imagined that the bidding document she carefully locked in the cabinet would be stolen by her on Monday night.

She told Xincheng her acquaintances about the price set by Fu Yan and the others.

As Fu Yan's old employer, Xincheng had her friends working there, so the charge of rigging bids would fall on Fu Yan, and no one would suspect it was her.

Not only would Fu Yan not be able to get cooperation, but he might also be involved in a lawsuit. With Fang Xin's past methods, Fu Yan would no longer be able to survive in this industry.

Who told Fu Yan to stand in her way, steal her position as business manager, and hook up with Fu Hanlin, whom she dreamed of?

Cao Man snorted coldly, turned around and entered the elevator.

She has a report that needs to be submitted to the general manager's office.

When the general manager received a guest, she waited aside and asked the secretary casually, "What kind of guest does the general manager want to receive in person?"

The secretary whispered: "It's the president of the Fu family, Fu Hanlin."

Cao Man paused while holding the report, and suddenly became energetic, "You read that right?"

The secretary smiled and said, "That's Fu Hanlin. Can I be wrong?"

"Do Fu and Fang Xin cooperate?"

The secretary shook his head, "I don't know about that."

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Cao Man knew that she didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, she doesn't really care about whether Fu and Fang Xin cooperate, she only cares about Fu Hanlin.

As soon as she thought that the person in the reception room was Fu Hanlin, she couldn't help but get excited and hated herself for not finishing her makeup before going upstairs.

I heard the sound of the parlor door opening.

"Manager Hao, stay."

A mellow and sexy voice reached Cao Man's ears. She subconsciously raised her eyes and saw Fu Hanlin walking out of the reception room. He was wearing a silver-gray suit today, which made him even more upright and handsome. Under his frameless eyes were a pair of wise eyes. phoenix eyes.

Cao Man's heartbeat quickened. Seeing Fu Hanlin leading the secretary towards the elevator, she quickly handed the report to the secretary, "Sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." The secretary took the report and looked at Cao Man who was walking toward the elevator with confusion.

Just now I asked her if she wanted to do it for me, and she said no. Why did she suddenly change her mind and ask her to hand over the materials?

It was inexplicable.

Fu Hanlin stepped into the elevator, and the secretary pressed the floor button. A second before the elevator door closed, a woman's urgent voice came: "Wait for me."

Cao Man put his hand on the elevator door. Fu Hanlin was close and had no intention of reaching out to block the door.

Cao Man had experienced his indifference, so it was not surprising.

She walked in and looked at the lit button for the first floor. She didn't press the floor, but quietly took a look at Fu Hanlin.

Some people just can't look close, and it will make people fantasize when they look up close. Just like Fu Hanlin, he looks like a gentleman from a distance, but up close, the sense of abstinence reaches its peak, and people want to pull him down from the altar.

"Mr. Fu." She greeted.

Fu Hanlin looked at her condescendingly and nodded slightly in response.

There was no wave in her eyes. Cao Man saw it and his heart skipped a beat. Has Fu Hanlin forgotten her?

At any rate, she and Fu Hanlin almost had a one-night romance. Although she approached Fu Hanlin when he was not very conscious, Fu Hanlin's hand once hugged her waist.

She almost got into Fu Hanlin's bed if Fu Hanlin hadn't been too strong-willed and finally pushed her away and left the hotel room.

She mustered up her courage and said shyly: "Mr. Fu, it's me, Cao Man."

"I don't know." Fu Hanlin said indifferently.