fiery fall

Chapter 30 Mr. Fu, did you last night...

Looking up, Shen Ennan met a pair of gentle black eyes.

Fu Qianbei has slightly damp black hair, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose make his skin even whiter. He walked down from the second floor wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, with his shirt buttoned up while walking.

At first glance, it's all about long legs.

But the next moment, Shen Ennan's attention fell on Fu Qianbei's half-open white chest.

Wait, what's with the two or three pink scratches on his chest?

The extremely depraved dream last night suddenly appeared in Shen Ennan's mind. Could it be that it was not a dream?

Then Fu Qianbei told her last night that he was hers——

"husband?"

Fu Qianbei just walked down the stairs. He stood at the entrance of the stairs with his slender figure. His dark eyes fell on her face in surprise, and he said coldly and abstinently: "What did you call me?"

Shen Ennan's cheeks instantly turned red and he was almost about to spontaneously combust!
"Old... boss!" She felt so guilty that she almost bit her tongue. She awkwardly avoided looking at the door where the doorbell kept ringing: "Who would ring the doorbell outside so early?"

Fu Qianbei chuckled in a low voice: "You'll know if you open the door and take a look."

As he spoke, the man slowly adjusted the buttons of his shirt and walked towards the door.

"Just... just open the door like this?" Shen Ennan exclaimed, biting her tongue when she was nervous and speaking, and the pain instantly made her burst into tears.

Fu Qianbei looked back at her: "What's wrong?"

"I bit my tongue!" Shen Ennan held back tears and quickly buttoned up her blouse, but her clothes were low-collared, and the bruises on her collarbone couldn't be covered at all, so she covered her ears with her hands.

"Um, what did we do last night?"

"You didn't drink. Have you forgotten what happened last night?"

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows, and a sexy look flashed across his dark eyes, "You don't know, how do I know that I drank so much wine yesterday?"

Shen Ennan once again looked away guiltily.

The noisy doorbell affected her thinking. Who was it so early in the morning? The doorbell was rang endlessly!

Fu Qianbei saw her lowering her head shyly, a smile on her thin lips, and walked to open the door.

"Mr. Fu, good morning, this is the breakfast you wanted."

Hearing Jiang Yan's voice, Shen Ennan immediately jumped up from the sofa and quickly arranged his hair and clothes.

Damn it, she and Fu Qianbei's appearance would be misunderstood by everyone!

"Ms. Shen, good morning."

Jiang Yan put breakfast on the dining table and said hello to Shen Ennan who was busy in front of the sofa.

Shen Ennan looked at him with a blushing face and explained guiltily: "Jiang Yan, don't get me wrong, I slept on the sofa last night, husband...ah! Boss, we are innocent of the guest room where Mr. Fu slept!"

Jiang Yan first caught the key word "husband", and then saw Shen Enan's blushing and shy little face, as well as the very ambiguous marks on the white collarbone, and he understood it immediately.

It seems that the boss and Miss Shen had a wonderful time last night.

Tsk, Mr. Fu was so drunk last night, had a gastritis attack, and yet he was so heroic...

Jiang Yan suppressed a smile and coughed on purpose: "Miss Shen, I know everything. You don't need to explain."

Shen Ennan looked at Fu Qianbei pleadingly: "We didn't go to bed until four o'clock last night. I really slept on the sofa. Boss, are you right?"

Fu Qianbei looked at the blushing woman. Although he didn't understand why she had to explain this matter to Jiang Yan, but seeing that she was about to cry in a hurry, he calmly said to Jiang Yan: "Well, it's the sofa where I sleep. .”

"Mr. Fu, I understand."

The corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched. What kind of hobby did the couple have? Do they have to tell his secretary about this?
Is it his fault that he's single?He just wants to have a good career, is that wrong?
Fu Qianbei looked away, and his cell phone suddenly rang.He glanced at the notes and told Shen Ennan, who was still blushing, "There are toiletries in the bathroom, and then have breakfast." "Thank you, boss."

Fu Qianbei gave her a meaningful look, picked up the phone and walked towards the cloakroom: "Ning Sang, what's the matter?"

Hearing the word Ning Sang, Shen Ennan seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

The dream last night was so beautiful that she couldn't tell what was a dream and what was reality.

Seeing Shen Ennan's sudden depression, Jiang Yan smiled warmly and said, "Miss Shen, I brought you breakfast. Do you want boiled eggs or tea eggs?"

"I can do either." Shen Ennan reluctantly answered him and walked towards the bathroom.

Standing in front of the sink, she looked at herself in the mirror, her crimson cheeks and low mood in sharp contrast.

At this moment, she was like a clown being played.

Shen Ennan put a handful of cold water on his face, feeling bitter in his heart: "Shen Ennan, forget it, it was just a dream. Fu Qianbei is now Zhou Ningsang's husband."

After washing up, Shen Ennan soaked a disposable towel with cold water and applied it to his collarbone. The bruises and bruises faded a lot, and they no longer looked so ambiguous.

After coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Yan was preparing breakfast at the dining table. He didn't see Fu Qianbei's cold and dignified figure. He was probably still talking affectionately to Zhou Ningsang.

When Jiang Yan saw Shen Ennan, he smiled and said, "Miss Shen, come over for breakfast."

Shen Ennan walked over and explained to Jiang Yan again: "After Mr. Fu went to bed last night, it was already past four in the morning, so I lay on the sofa and rested for a while."

She touched her neck: "These marks are probably due to cat licking allergy. I won't eat breakfast. I'll go home and take some allergy medicine. My mother should go to the hospital for surgery in the next two days."

"Miss Shen!"

Just when Jiang Yan spoke, Shen Ennan had already left in a hurry, as if he was afraid of bumping into someone.

In the cloakroom on the second floor, Fu Qianbei put his phone on speakerphone on the table and was considering which suit to wear. When he looked out the window, he saw Shen Ennan running out.

He frowned slightly and didn't even eat breakfast. Where was she in a hurry?
Zhou Ningsang's coquettish voice came from the speakerphone: "By the way, brother Qianbei, I've finished talking about the business arranged by my brother, and I remembered something, haven't you received the birthday gift I sent you? "

Fu Qianbei said absently: "What gift?"

Zhou Ningsang: "Marriage certificate~"

"what?"

Zhou Ningsang said aggrievedly: "On your 30th birthday, before you and your wife got a marriage certificate, I customized a marriage certificate online. The photo on the marriage certificate was mine. You are super, super handsome. oh!"

"I guess it must be prettier than the marriage certificate between you and your wife. Haven't you received it yet?"

Fu Qianbei's dark eyes darkened, he hung up the phone and walked from the cloakroom to the guest room where he slept last night.

A marriage certificate with cat paws printed on it was placed on the bedside table. He opened the marriage certificate and found a red background photo of him and Zhou Ningsang.

"Zhou Ningsang, you damn girl!"

Fu Qianbei tore it up and threw it into the trash can.

"Where's Shen Ennan?"

Fu Qianbei returned to the restaurant and asked Jiang Yan, who was confused.

Jiang Yan replied in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, Madam just left with an ugly face and didn't eat breakfast."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yan saw his boss's face darken, and the air pressure around him seemed to decrease.

Jiang Yan hesitated for a long time, then said boldly: "Mr. Fu, um...were you too... last night?"

"Ahem, do you want to make up for it in other ways, Mrs. Hua?"

(End of this chapter)