fiery fall

Chapter 18 Fu Qianbei’s fiery fall

Fu Qianbei said coldly: "In that case, I'll ask the driver to take you back."

He actually asked the driver to take her off?

Doesn't he hate her and the Shen family?

Shen Ennan raised her head in surprise, but what she met was Fu Qianbei's cold, cold black eyes, which instantly froze her delusions to pieces.

"Don't bother—"

"Jiang Yan!"

Fu Qianbei interrupted her indifferently, finished giving instructions to Jiang Yan, and strode towards the president's exclusive elevator.

Shen Ennan looked at his silent back and turned pale.

Jiang Yan looked at Shen Ennan's low mood and didn't know how to comfort him.

Why do you feel that the relationship between Mr. Fu and Miss Shen is very awkward?They obviously care about each other, but there seems to be some misunderstanding that has not been resolved, separated by an invisible mountain.

After a moment, Jiang Yan said softly: "Miss Shen, there will be a conference call at nine o'clock later. Mr. Fu was also worried that it would not be safe for you to go home at night, so he asked the driver to take you off. He meant well."

Shen Ennan curled his lips: "It's troublesome."

After seeing Shen Ennan off, Jiang Yan took the elevator upstairs with his lunch box.

In the President's Office, Fu Qianbei's conference call has begun. Fu Qianbei's face turned slightly pale, which was a symptom of long hours of work and lack of rest, but he still looked at the project data seriously.

Jiang Yan stood at the door, not daring to go in and disturb him.

More than 40 minutes later, when Jiang Yan heard the end of the meeting, he got up and went to the tea room to pour a cup of warm water. He took the lunch box sent by Shen Ennan and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Fu, please drink some water first. The lunch box Madam sent is still hot."

"Put it on the table."

Fu Qianbei took off his glasses, raised his head and rubbed his temples.

In the spacious and bright CEO's office, an extremely ascetic and sexy scene appeared.

Fu Qianbei's black suit jacket was placed on the back of the leather office chair, and he leaned lazily on the chair.

The white suit shirt is slightly wrinkled, and the collar buttons and gray striped tie are torn loose. He looks slim, but in fact his muscles are smooth and he smells of male hormones.

Fu Qianbei raised his head, closed his eyes, raised his wrist with black beads, and pressed his temples on both sides.

From the chin to the collarbone to the looming collarbone area at the collar of the shirt, it seems like a steep hillside that makes people want to slide down.

The office was quiet except for the ticking sound of the clock.

After a while, Fu Qianbei opened his eyes.

After a deep sigh, he put the thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose again, and the fatigue in his eyes seemed to be relieved to a certain extent.

He looked at the light yellow double-layered lunch box on his desk, and a hint of vague complexity flashed across his eyes.

Just bring a bento?

Shen Ennan, have you not made any progress in your coaxing methods over the years?
A young and fair smiling face suddenly appeared in Fu Qianbei's eyes. It was seven-year-old Shen Ennan, a pampered little princess in a happy and wealthy family.

He was 12 years old at the time, and his grandmother in the countryside died of illness. His uncle sent him to the city to look for his biological parents, but he only found two cold corpses.

Just when the local government agency was about to send him to an orphanage, the little princess's father, Shen Yuanlin, took him back to the Shen family.

The sun was shining brightly that day, and he stood cautiously in the luxurious living room of the Shen family. For the first time, he saw Her Highness the Princess, who was more beautiful than in fairy tales.

Shen Yuanlin told Shen Ennan: "From now on, Fu Qianbei will be Ennan's brother, and Fu Qianbei's brother will live with us."

Seven-year-old Shen Ennan looked at him, her delicate little face full of hostility. She said: "I don't want it. I don't want a brother. We can only have one baby in our family. I don't want anyone to take away the love my parents have for me." !" At the age of seven, it is when children's territorial awareness begins to form.

The maid at home would say to her: "Miss Ennan, do you want your wife to give you a little brother or sister? Then they will take away your toys and snacks."

Sometimes when guests came to the house, when she was playing with the children, she would listen to the adults lecturing other children: "You are the elder sister, why are you giving up to your younger brother?"

Therefore, every time Zhang Lan asked her if she wanted her younger siblings to play with her, she loudly said no.

Now, a brother appears out of thin air and wants to take away her parents' love, her toys, and her snacks, and she doesn't want to!

Fu Qianbei lived under the rejection of Shen Ennan for the first three months after he arrived at the Shen family. She did not allow Fu Qianbei to touch her toys or snacks. She would also deliberately act coquettishly to attract Shen Yuanlin's attention when Shen Yuanlin was concerned about him. .

until one day.

Shen Yuanlin and Shen Changfeng were having a secret conversation in the study on the second floor. He inadvertently passed by the study door that was not closed tightly.

Shen Ennan came out of the toy room, thinking that he was eavesdropping on the adults talking, and was about to scare him when he heard his uncle's voice coming from the study: "After all, Fu Qianbei's parents were killed by the Shen family, and you are the culprit. ! Keep him by your side, and you won’t be afraid that he will avenge his parents in the future!”

When they heard this, the two children's faces turned pale.

He thought Shen Yuanlin was a good person and saw that he was helpless, so he reached out to help him, but he did not expect that it was the Shen family who pushed him into the bottomless abyss.

This was the first time the little princess looked at him with a helpless expression.

That night, he didn't know how to taste his dinner.

But the little princess put all her favorite shrimp and scrambled eggs into his bowl.

In the past, whenever he touched this dish, the little princess would get angry and make a fuss.

After the meal, she also gave him her pudding.

At night, she quietly moved the expensive gift Shen Yuanlin brought her from Paris, a particularly beautiful half-human tall crystal rabbit lantern, into his dark bedroom.

At that time, Fu Qianbei was sitting on the edge of the bed, and the darkness swallowed him up. Shen Ennan carefully pushed open the door with his feet, and brought the glowing crystal rabbit into his sight, illuminating his airtight room.

He asked coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Shen Ennan walked up to him slowly, moved his beloved gift towards him, and whispered: "I will share all my good things with you from now on. Can you forgive the Shen family and my father?"

Shen Ennan is spoiled, but she knows right from wrong.

She knew that the Shen family was very sorry for Fu Qianbei, so she tried her best to compensate him and seek his forgiveness.

Fu Qianbei was unwilling to forgive, but he couldn't let go of that beam of light just now.

In the endless darkness, a beam of light suddenly illuminated him.

From then on, Shen Ennan became his sharpest armor. She would not allow anyone to say a bad word about him or bully him.

……

Fu Qianbei closed his eyes and buried the memories again.

Slender hands slowly opened the lunch box. There were two layers in total. The first layer was fried with shrimps, eggs and fried meat with green peppers. The left side of the second layer was some boiled broccoli and carrots. The carrots formed a sentence: "Husband, I love you. ", on the right is a large piece of rice, with three words written on the rice: "Mommy".

Fu Qianbei was stunned and looked at the small yellow carrot pieces.

I asked her why she came here, just to give her a midnight snack.

To say that she has not made any progress, she has actually made some progress.

"Zizi——" The mobile phone on the desk vibrated for two days, and the screen lit up with a greeting from the owner who made this love bento.

　Help, Mr. Fu’s love brain really shouldn’t be too coaxing (laughing and crying)!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)