fiery fall

Chapter 3 I want Shen Ennan’s contact information!
At midnight, Jiang Yan's heart trembled!
Why did his personal secretary make the boss angry? Mr. Fu won't just replace him tomorrow, right?
Jiang Yan's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about what happened today and trying to figure out the "ta" in Mr. Fu's mouth.

The most unusual thing today was that Mr. Fu's inconsistent words and deeds asked him to deal with Miss Shen's trouble.

To be able to become Fu Qianbei's personal secretary, Jiang Yan has outstanding abilities in all aspects.

Soon, he repeated what Shen Ennan said word for word.

"Ms. Shen said: She will remember this debt of 1 yuan for the rest of her life, and the money will be returned to you within a month. Miss Shen also gave her her contact information and said that if she needs to repay her kindness, she can Feel free to contact her.”

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, no sound was heard from the back seat.

He secretly glanced through the rearview mirror and saw that his boss seemed to be asleep.

Even when he is asleep, the boss's gentle and scum-like sleeping face and elegant and dignified temperament make even him a man unable to help but become a nymphomaniac.

But the next second, Jiang Yan trembled.

He is someone who has seen the bloodthirsty and cruel appearance of his boss.

Disguise, everything in front of you is a disguise.

As we all know, Fu Qianbei was never an immortal, but a demon who crawled out of hell.

Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce stopped at Shaonian Mansion.

Fu Qianbei woke up without waiting for Jiang Yan to remind him. After Jiang Yan opened the door, he got out of the car calmly and gracefully.

"Mr. Fu, good night."

Jiang Yan saw Fu Qianbei stopping in front of him and did not enter the mansion directly as usual.

After a few seconds.

Fu Qianbei frowned and said coldly: "Bring it here."

Jiang Yan was stunned, and for the second time today, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but want to cry.

555 He understands the boss's thoughts less and less.

The bright moon hangs high and the night wind is cool.

Jiang Yan mustered up his courage: "Mr. Fu, what are you talking about?"

Under the clear moonlight, he clearly saw his boss giving him a cold look.

It seemed like she was scolding him with her eyes: Are you a pig?

"Shen Ennan's contact information!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Jiang Yan immediately took out the note written by Shen Ennan from his pocket and handed it to the boss respectfully.

The next moment, Fu Qianbei didn't even bother to look at him and left.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

This Miss Shen's position in the boss's heart is really unique.
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Old residential buildings.

The old windows were mottled with traces of time, and hoarse coughs floated out of the bedroom. The owner of the voice seemed to have a serious cold.

Shen Ennan slept on the bed in a daze. In the afternoon, she rushed to the hospital to pay the surgery fee, and Zhang Lan successfully performed the surgery.

It wasn't until early in the morning that Zhang Lan drove her home to rest in distress.

After running around and worrying for a day, Shen Ennan took a shower and went to bed without blowing his hair. His body became so hot in the middle of the night that he was so dizzy that he didn't even know it.

She seemed to be back to this afternoon, Zhang Shuai was aggressive towards her, she was helpless and couldn't think of any solution.

Suddenly, a man pushed the door open and came in.

She looked toward the door in surprise.

But at this moment, the man who came in was not Jiang Yan, but a noble and indifferent man.Shen Ennan's tears fell uncontrollably, as if she didn't want money.

He rescued her and gave her money.

Shen Ennan held the money, but couldn't bear to take his eyes away from him: I will remember this debt of 1 yuan in my heart for the rest of my life.

But the man strangled her neck with hatred on his face. Her heart felt like it was stabbed by thousands of needles, and her suffocation felt like cold sea water rushing in wantonly.

The man gritted his teeth, and every word of low resentment rang in her ears.

"I say "I love you" ten thousand times, but you sneer at it, but you give me ten thousand yuan in charity, but you are grateful!"

"Shen Ennan, you are really, really good!"

"You just crushed my love under your feet like this!"

No, it's not like that!
Fu Qianbei...

Jingle Bell--

The alarm clock rang suddenly.

Through the eyelids, one can also detect the bright sky.

Shen Ennan's brain was heavy, his eyes were swollen, his nose was stuffy and he was suffocating, and his heart was aching.

It's past seven o'clock.

She touched the pillow, which was wet and cool.

The body is also groggy. Shen Ennan dreamed of Fu Qianbei again last night.

Judging from the marks on the pillow, she not only cried profusely in her dream, but also cried all night in real life.

After being silent for a while, Shen Ennan came out of his emotions and took a tissue to wipe away his tears and nose.

It was impossible for her and Fu Qianbei.

She was never worthy of being with Fu Qianbei.

Shen Ennan touched the cell phone next to the pillow and consulted the nurse about Zhang Lan's condition.

But when the phone was opened, it turned out to be a call interface.

At 3:18 a.m. last night, she talked to an unknown number for 2 minutes?
Shen Ennan's brain hadn't fully started yet, so she was stunned. Did she answer the phone in a daze in the middle of the night?
Whose phone number was the call for 2 minutes?
A cold voice suddenly appeared in Shen Ennan's mind.

"Shen Ennan, you are really, really good! You just crush my love under your feet like this!"

This real sound is not like a dream, but the sound of a phone call.

Could this call really be from Fu Qianbei?

For a moment, Shen Ennan's hands started to shake, his eyes were blurred by water mist, and he couldn't see the screen clearly.

She rubbed her eyes hard, looked at the blurred call history, and clicked callback.

The page jumps to the waiting interface.

The busy tone of the call was at the same frequency as her heartbeat. Her whole body stiffened, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands curled up on her chest.

For a moment, I even forgot to breathe.

is it him?
She was afraid it was him, but she desperately hoped it was him.

The busy signal rang for who knows how long, and Shen Ennan's hope was extinguished little by little.

She smiled bitterly and was about to hang up the phone frustratedly when a cold voice came from the phone.

(End of this chapter)