Fu Sihan's body stiffened.

The girl is warm and soft in his arms, and her breath carries the rich orchid fragrance, which is deeply fascinating.

Mu Qianqian moaned softly, "Don't go..."

Mr. Fu, who has always been hard-hearted and ruthless, was actually disturbed by her words.

He looked at her sleeping face with deep eyes, hesitated again and again, but finally did not leave her.

The next morning, when Mu Qianqian woke up, the uncle was no longer by her side.

However, his remaining body temperature still remained on the bed.

Did she...sleep in the same bed with the uncle yesterday?

Mu Qianqian sat up from the bed and covered her hot little face in panic.

She slept in a daze yesterday and vaguely remembered that she seemed to hold the uncle and not let him leave.

Later, later...she hugged a big heater and slept soundly.

"Is it a dream or not?"

Mu Qianqian herself couldn't figure it out.

While eating breakfast, Mu Qianqian looked up from time to time and stole a glance at Fu Sihan.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Sihan caught her gaze and spoke coldly.

Mu Qianqian's face was full of confusion, and she unconsciously stirred the porridge in the bowl.

She asked in a low voice: "Uncle, last night, did we..."

Fu Sihan looked at her deeply, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

The man said in a hoarse voice, "I sent you back to your room yesterday, and then left."

"Oh."

Mu Qianqian buried her head in eating, feeling depressed.

For some reason, I suddenly felt that the delicious food in my mouth became tasteless.

Is she just dreaming?

But everything was so real, the uncle's muscles were so strong and hard, and his body was hot.

Mu Qianqian quickly threw these dirty thoughts out of her mind.

Where she didn't see, a hint of deep meaning flashed across Fu Sihan's eyes.

The little girl was restless in her sleep, rubbing against him in his arms, making her very angry.

If Fu Sihan's concentration wasn't far beyond that of an ordinary person, she wouldn't have been able to sleep peacefully that night.

Even so, he still got up early in the morning and took a cold shower to suppress the evil fire in his body.

"I'm stuffed."

Mu Qianqian put down her chopsticks, put on her schoolbag and prepared to go to school.

"Mu Qianqian." Fu Sihan suddenly called her.

The little girl, carrying a backpack with a little yellow duck on it, turned back slowly.

"Don't kick off the quilt when you sleep, or you'll catch a cold."

Mu Qianqian was stunned at first, then she understood what he meant. All the blood in her body rushed to her head, and her fair little face suddenly turned red.

What the uncle meant was...she, she, they...last night...

If they didn't sleep in the same bed, how could he tell her not to kick off the quilt?

So they did sleep in the same bed last night.

The strong, hot, tall body she hugged was definitely an uncle.

Thinking of this, Mu Qianqian was so embarrassed that she just wanted to disappear on the spot.

"I'm going to school. Goodbye, uncle!"

She said this quickly and left home in a hurry.

If she stayed any longer, she was afraid her heart rate would explode.

The elevator reached the first floor and Mu Qianqian ran out, covering her chest.

Her heartbeat hasn't recovered yet. It's beating so fast that it hurts her chest.

The uncle said before that he wanted me to give birth to a child for him.

The uncle is older than her, and his family must be under a lot of pressure, so he is under a lot of pressure.

But... they haven't known each other long enough, and Mu Qianqian doesn't even know what the uncle looks like.

Would it be too fast to give birth to a baby right away?

……

Fu Sihan went to work today, an hour later than usual.

The driver and the assistant were waiting downstairs. Fu Sihan finally showed up, his expression was stern and cold, and the ends of his black hair were damp.

"Mr. Fu, why are you taking a shower so early in the morning?"

Fu Sihan's cold eyes flew over.

Assistant Wang immediately fell silent and dared not say any more.

Fu Sihan exudes an aura that keeps strangers away, which is frightening.

After all, taking a cold shower early in the morning would make anyone angry.

Today, the executives of the Fu Group were discussing one thing in private.

"What's wrong with our President Fu today? He's so angry that several plans have been rejected."

"I don't know. Mr. Fu is always picky about his requirements. Today he is even more difficult to please than usual. It's over. If I had known about this plan, I would have brought it up a few days later. I don't want to run into someone who is being criticized."

"If the matter at hand is not urgent, I advise you to wait until tomorrow to report to President Fu."

……

Mu Qianqian and Li Siyu met in an elective course.

"I was at Yuncheng Hotel yesterday and met Wanqing's brother."

Li Siyu widened her eyes in shock, "Are you talking about Master Ye?"

"That should be the case. The tea he brewed was delicious. I didn't taste much of it at the time. Only now do I realize how mysterious this cup of tea is."

"Do you know the significance of Master Ye making tea himself? Many noble families want to win over the Ye family, but this Master Ye is very mysterious. Outsiders only know that he loves classical and elegant things, such as tea art, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is proficient in all these things and is at the level of a top master."

Mr. Fu from Bei City, Mr. Ye from Su City.

These two are the two men that socialites most want to marry, ranking first and second respectively.

"From what you said, it seems that this Master Ye is similar to the hermits in ancient times."

Li Siyu nodded. "That's what I mean. He doesn't look like a businessman, but rather like a scholar who is not tainted by the dust."

After hearing what Li Siyu said, Mu Qianqian felt that this Mr. Ye had a quite unique temperament.

But it has nothing to do with her.

The old professor walked into the classroom and distributed the test papers to everyone.

"Students, this exam is quite difficult and many students failed. Please hand out the papers first and I will explain the difficult questions in the papers."

The class representative distributed the papers to the students.

Li Siyu and Fang Yanran both received their papers, but Mu Qianqian had nothing in her hands.

Mu Qianqian stood up and said weakly, "Teacher, my paper hasn't been distributed yet."

There was a sneer from behind her.

Yao Xuaner sarcastically said, "It's so funny. This blind person has the nerve to ask the teacher. She must have answered her paper very poorly, so the teacher tore it up."

"If I were a teacher, my blood pressure would also soar when I saw her scribblings. I'm good-tempered if I don't tear them up for her."

"I just don't understand. Why does she, a blind person, not stay at home and run to school to embarrass herself?"

These malicious laughs did not shake Mu Qianqian at all.

She has a slender figure, but her back is straight, like a strong little white flower on a cliff.

No matter how windy and rainy it is, it remains as pure and strong as ever.

The old professor chuckled and said, "Mu Qianqian, right? Sit down first. I'll need your paper later."

What does the teacher do with her test paper?

Mu Qianqian was confused.

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