After Bai Yueguang came back, the substitute left

After doing all this, Lin Yu opened WeChat and clicked on the familiar profile picture.

"Sir, are you going home for dinner tonight?"

"Sir, I bought pork belly, how about having braised pork tonight?"

His tone was ordinary, as if what happened yesterday had never happened.

...

Fu Shiwen was extremely irritable today.

Even Li Wei, the secretary who has been with Mr. Fu for the longest time, was severely reprimanded for a small mistake.

The entire company was shrouded in a layer of haze. Whether it was the company's senior management or ordinary employees, everyone was very nervous.

In the company's employee group, there is someone @李娟.

"Brother Li, Mr. Fu seems to be in a bad mood today?"

"Brother Li, I will report to work later, will President Fu eat me?"

As soon as Li Wei came out of the office, he took out his mobile phone and saw many people @ him.

He remembered that he couldn't lift his head when he was reprimanded by Mr. Fu just now, so he typed six words silently.

"Rainstorm orange warning!"

When the other colleagues in the group saw these words, their hearts skipped a beat.

Fu Shiwen picked up his mobile phone and saw an unread WeChat message from Lin Yu. He didn't even notice it, and his frowning gradually calmed down.

However, Fu Shiwen looked at the two wechat messages, was silent for a moment, and closed the dialog box.

did not return.

At this time, Shu Ming sent a message.

An Cheng: "Thank you Mr. Fu for the flowers. Yesterday, did I look like you? Did you tell me? Grandma seems to really think that I am An Cheng."

Fu Shiwen smiled.

"It's very similar, there is no revealing."

"Mr. Fu, I will join the group in a while, shall we have dinner together tonight?"

An Cheng sent an invitation.

Fu Shiwen hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

...

Lin Yu put the prepared meals on the table as usual.

He sat on the sofa from 11 o'clock in the evening, watching the pointer on the wall pointing to [-] o'clock little by little, and the food on the table was completely cold.

The door clicked.

When Fu Shiwen opened the door and came in, the room was completely dark.

He turned on the light and saw Lin Yu sleeping on the sofa.

The young man seemed to have dreamed of something, he was very uneasy, his brows were tightly frowned, and his body curled up.

He murmured something.

Fu Shiwen got closer and heard clearly that the boy was calling him.

"Sir... I'm sorry..."

Fu Shiwen saw the tears in the corners of the young man's eyes, and a certain part of his heart softened.

"Just forgive you this time, and the next time will not be an example."

He picked up the boy from the sofa...

The teenager was awakened, opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the bed, sir...

"gentlemen……"

"Do not talk."

Fu Shiwen had a faint perfume smell on his body, the scent of lemon mixed with cardamom, which was not greasy.

This kind of perfume smells very good, but Lin Yu smelled it on An Cheng yesterday.

So, why the husband didn't let him speak, is it because his voice doesn't sound like An Cheng's?

Lin Yu's eyes were red: "But, sir, I hurt..."

Fu Shiwen frowned and stopped moving.

"Lin Yu, are you losing your temper?"

Lin Yu was dumbfounded...

Because he knew that Mr. used him as a substitute, the pain that he could tolerate before seemed to be doubled now, and the pain was unbearable for him.

So, is he throwing a tantrum...

Fu Shiwen got up with a cold face and went to the bathroom.

After a while, Fu Shiwen came out of the bathroom, went straight to the cloakroom, changed his clothes, and slammed the door to leave.