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

Hua Yan took out a pair of slippers from the luggage bag.

It was the little yellow duck she wore in the dormitory before.

Fu Hanlin cleared his throat, walked past her and sat on the sofa.

Hua Yan heard him clearing his throat and guessed that his throat must be sore from smoking before. She hurried to the kitchen, poured out a glass of water and placed it in front of him.

"Mr. Fu, drink some water to moisten your throat first."

Fu Hanlin gave her a deep look.

Hua Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's getting late. It will take too much time to cook. You will feel uncomfortable if you are hungry. How about noodle soup?"

Fu Hanlin symbolically took a sip of water and hummed, "I'm not picky about food."

Hua Yan subconsciously said in her heart: It's really easy to raise

She thought that wealthy and powerful people like Fu Hanlin must be very particular about food, so she only asked boldly.

I didn't expect that he had no airs at all.

Hua Yan entered the kitchen and silently told herself that Fu Hanlin was ten years older than her, so she just needed to treat Fu Hanlin as an elder. She didn't need to be too restrained or keep a distance too deliberately.

But she couldn't forget what happened before.

So much so that her feelings towards Fu Hanlin were very subtle and complicated.

Hua Yan closed her eyes and decided not to think about it anymore.

The range hood in the kitchen made a very small sound, and Hua Yan heard Fu Hanlin talking on the phone.

It's French.

Hua Yan also learned it.

He spoke fluently, like someone who has lived in France for many years.

In fact, she had listened to Fu Hanlin’s lectures when she was in school before.

He is an outstanding entrepreneur and has studied at Nanjing University. He was invited by the school to give a lecture.

But the lecture hall was overcrowded at the time and she was squeezed into a corner. She could only hear Fu Hanlin's voice but never saw his face.

After the lecture, the crowd began to disperse. She subconsciously looked towards the podium, but her sight was blocked by Xie Yi, who was chasing her at the time.

Fu Hanlin pushed open the balcony door, held the railing with one hand, held the phone with the other, and continued to talk about business matters.

He leaned slightly to the side, his gaze fixed indifferently on the glass door. The reflection from the glass was in the direction of the kitchen.

The person on the other end of the phone was talking about business, and there were slight noises coming from the kitchen, the sound of cutting vegetables and taking bowls from the cupboard.

A very subtle feeling suddenly arose in Fu Hanlin's heart.

The feeling came and went quickly. He only felt a hint of something strange, but before he could capture it, it disappeared without a trace.

After hanging up the phone, he saw the scene in the kitchen through the glass and walked into the house.

Hua Yan just came out of the kitchen with a big bowl of noodles and put it on the dining table. She touched her ear and it felt a little hot.

As soon as he saw Fu Hanlin, he smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, you can eat now."

Fu Hanlin's eyes fell on her face.

To be precise, his eyes fell on the hairpin that she pinned among the loose hair on her forehead.

She was born innocent, and as a senior in college, she still had some childishness. With a hairpin, especially a Mickey Mouse hairpin, her face looked even more childish.

But when her eyes looked at people, they inexplicably made people feel some desire.

Hua Yan was caught off guard by Fu Hanlin's deep gaze. She touched the hairpin uncomfortably, took it off carefully and held it in her hand.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanlin hummed, "I'll go wash my hands first."

When he came out after washing his hands, Hua Yan was already sitting at the dining table with a bowl of noodles in front of her that was half the size of his. She sat there obediently, waiting for him to come back and eat together.

Fu Hanlin frowned slightly, "If you're hungry, eat first, no need to wait for me."

Hua Yan just nodded silently.

The two of them didn't say a word and ate noodles quietly.

The temperature was not low at the moment, and it was inevitable that one would feel a little hot while eating the hot noodle soup. Hua Yan had just come out of the kitchen, and sweat was breaking out on her forehead while she was eating noodles.

She used her other hand to smooth over the loose hair on her forehead and ate noodles in small bites.

When Fu Hanlin saw this scene, his hand holding the chopsticks paused, and he turned sideways to pick up the small clips that Hua Yan had temporarily placed there from the sideboard.

Hua Yan was eating noodles with her head down when she suddenly felt a strange sensation on her forehead.

She subconsciously reached out and touched it.

But I touched a warm and dry hand.

She was startled and immediately took her hand back.

Fu Hanlin looked at her silently, and after fixing the loose hair on her forehead with the Mickey Mouse hairpin, he said lightly: "Don't be so restrained, I'm just eating noodles, not people."

Hua Yan's cheeks were hot and she nodded silently.

Fu Hanlin ate quickly and in a good manner. After he finished eating, he said to Hua Yan, "You are a great cook."

Hua Yan tightened her grip on the chopsticks.

Fu Hanlin didn't miss her little move, he was so nervous...

This little girl.

After eating, Fu Hanlin did not stay for a rest.

He was changing his shoes at the entrance, with Hua Yan standing beside him.

The picture is inexplicably harmonious.

"The living and transportation around here are very convenient. It's next to Union Hospital. You can live here with peace of mind. I won't come here again. This house is for you."

Hua Yan was startled and refused subconsciously: "No, Mr. Fu, I'm just staying here temporarily, I will find a house soon."

"Have you forgotten what I said to you last time at the back door of the hospital?" Fu Hanlin's tone was light, without any intention of intimidation.

But when Hua Yan thought of what he said that day, her heart started beating faster for no reason and she started to get nervous.

——Although I am a gentleman to you, it doesn’t mean that I don’t have a tough attitude sometimes. Since I want to send you back, I don’t intend to listen to your opinion.

This time, he wanted to give her a place to live, and he didn't plan to listen to her opinion.

……

After that, Fu Hanlin did not appear in front of Hua Yan as he said.

Jiang You and the other bodyguards did not continue to stand guard outside the door - the original intention of standing guard was because Hua Yan had just arrived in an unfamiliar environment and they wanted to give her enough sense of security.

And at some point the news of Fu Hanlin having a beautiful girl in his house spread out.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

The more rumors spread, the more outrageous it becomes.

Fu Hanlin neither explained nor avoided the issue, but took it calmly, which made those who spread the rumors doubt whether the news was reliable.

Even when his father asked him, he didn't say a word.

Soon it's New Year's Eve.

Fu Hanlin played mahjong with his cousins ​​at home like in previous years.

In the chess and card room, Fu Hanlin, holding a cigarette in his left hand, won the game easily, causing Fu Jing on the opposite side to sigh.

The moment the New Year’s bell rang, snow was still falling outside the window, but the house was warm as spring.

The screen of the mobile phone that Fu Hanlin placed on his right hand side lit up.

The cousin next to him reminded him, "Brother, there is news."

"It must be a group message for New Year's greetings. What's so good about it?" said another cousin with a smile.

Fu Hanlin picked up his cell phone with the hand that was holding the cigarette.

It's a text message.

A number without a note.

——Happy New Year, Mr. Fu.