fiery fall

Chapter 7 We haven’t seen each other for seven years, what do you have to say?
Or do you think there is any way to ask for his forgiveness?
A flash of sarcasm flashed across Fu Qianbei's eyes. He would never forgive this damn woman so easily!

Zhang Lan's ward.

The moment the call was connected, Shen Ennan's heart skipped a beat, worried that Jiang Yan would expose the lie with just one word.

Unexpectedly, he called her Madam as soon as he answered the phone?
Zhang Lan looked at his daughter's slightly red face and felt a little relieved.

She calls her so affectionate, so Jiang Yanzi must really like her Ennan.

Shen Ennan's blush was entirely due to nervousness and her heartbeat was racing.

Under the constant urging of Zhang Lan's eyes, she swallowed her saliva and replied: "Did you just return to China?"

"Yes."

Jiang Yan focused most of his attention on observing the road conditions. After all, safety was the first priority. He only paid a little attention to talking to Shen Ennan, and of course he didn't forget to flatter his boss.

"We have just left the international airport for less than 10 minutes. You don't know that in the past half month, our Mr. Fu has been so busy that he didn't even have time to eat in order to complete this project. He has lost four or five pounds. He must have worked so hard. It’s for the one you love…”

After all, there are thousands of clothes, and no flattery.

If the boss is happy, it means he gets promoted and gets rich and gets bonuses.

But Jiang Yan didn't notice that Fu Qianbei's cool and gentle face darkened after hearing his flattery in the back seat.

Did he order Jiang Yan to tell this woman his current situation?

"eventful!"

Fu Qianbei moved his thin lips and let out a low scolding.

The hand wearing the agarwood beads stretched out and motioned Jiang Yan to hand him the phone.

Encountering a ninety-second red light ahead of the road, Jiang Yan focused on the red light and the nearby traffic. For the moment, he neither heard the boss's reprimand nor observed the boss's silent body language.

On the other end of the phone, Shen Ennan and Zhang Lan didn't hear Fu Qianbei's voice because it was very soft.

Zhang Lan urged Shen Ennan in a low voice. She wanted to knock the man in person and take Shen Ennan to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate without even saying hello.

Shen Ennan had no choice but to hold the phone and said, "Jiang Yan, are you convenient now? My mother wants to chat with you for a few words."

"Talk to me?" Jiang Yan opened his mouth and was stunned. Could it be that his wife told her mother about the "overlord clause" she signed half a month ago.

But he was not the one who made the terms of overlordship, it was the man behind him.

Jiang Yan guiltily looked through the rearview mirror to Fu Qianbei for instructions.

There was no reaction on Fu Qianbei's elegant face, but Jiang Yan understood that this was the default meaning.

But the boss is sitting here, and he doesn't even have a chance to shirk the blame.

"Jiang Yan, is it inconvenient? Forget it if it's inconvenient." Shen Ennan's gentle voice came again.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to respond in front of Fu Qianbei. He laughed and said, "It's convenient. Madam, if you want to ask me anything, just ask, and I will tell you everything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Lan's voice came over. He sounded a little weak, but his tone was quite serious.

"I am Ennan's mother, your name is Jiang Yan?"

"Yes, Auntie, my surname is Jiang, Jiang from Dajiang Dahe, banquet from Banquet."

"You called me aunt?"

"Ah...otherwise what should I call him?" Jiang Yan responded while observing Fu Qianbei's face. The latter was calm, his dark eyes were quiet, but he was listening carefully.

Obviously, Mr. Fu asked him to deal with it by himself.

"I'll ask you a few questions first. You answer them first, and then we'll talk about this."

"Ok."

"First tell me how old you are this year, what education you have, and what kind of job you are currently engaged in. Then tell me how many people are in your family, where they live, and whether you can afford to buy a house yourself?"

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded by the question.

Why is madam and mother investigating his household registration?
However, Jiang Yan still answered politely and methodically, which was also his basic professional quality as a secretary.

"Auntie, I am 25 years old. I have a bachelor's degree. I am currently the administrative secretary of Mr. Fu of Ruisheng Group. I am an only son and a native of Beicheng."

"House prices in Beicheng are too expensive. I haven't bought a house yet, but I believe that as long as I work hard with Mr. Fu, I will definitely buy a house of my own based on my excellent performance." In the ward, Zhang Lan listened to Jiang Yan's speech The answer is quite satisfactory.

The Shen family is no longer the Shen family it was three years ago. Zhang Lan doesn't care about the right match, he just hopes that Shen Ennan will find a destination worthy of his trust.

Self-motivated, optimistic and good character.

Zhang Lan then asked several more questions, and Jiang Yan responded politely, with an attitude that was neither condescending nor overbearing.

Gradually, Zhang Lan's voice became gentle.

"Okay, I'm done asking."

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the rearview mirror again from the corner of his eye, and asked cautiously: "Auntie, my Mr. Fu is here too. Do you need to say something to Mr. Fu?"

Fu Qianbei straightened his suit and sat up straighter and elegantly.

There was a pause on the other side, and then Zhang Lan's voice came: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand wearing the agarwood beads stretched out.

Against the background of black and white, the lines of Fu Qianbei's bones and wrists are more obvious, and his skin is cold white.

Since he went to Pudu Temple three years ago, his bloodthirsty and cold-blooded mood gradually subsided. In just two or three years, he became a dignified, elegant, dignified and cold-blooded immortal.

There was a hint of complexity in the dark eyes under the thin gold-rimmed lenses.

Resentment was intertwined, and in an instant it was as calm as the surface of a lake without any disturbance, cold and cool.

Fu Qianbei turned off the speakerphone and put the phone to his ear.

Didn't speak first.

Zhang Lan asked so many things about his secretary, didn't he just want to get closer to him?
Fu Qianbei sneered in his heart, rejecting him back then, crushing his pride and trampling on his dignity.

Now he is above tens of millions of people, but the Shen family is bankrupt and liquidated, leaving everyone behind.

There was silence for a while.

The voice came first from the other end of the phone, Zhang Lan's polite and slightly embarrassed voice: "Hello, Mr. Fu, I am Shen Ennan's mother. Ennan often talks about you to me."

Fu Qianbei sneered: "Really?"

Zhang Lan smiled and said, "Yes, Ennan said that you are young and promising, but also low-key and humble. You are a good leader who is considerate of your subordinates."

Fu Qianbei sneered, feeling only ironic about Zhang Lan's flattery.

Zhang Lan praised a few more words, but the praise was very perfunctory.

Finally, she said: "I have nothing more to say, let Ennan tell you a few words."

Soon, Fu Qianbei heard Zhang Lan's voice again: "Ennan, please tell me."

Then, there seemed to be a movement of putting a mobile phone into Shen Ennan's hand.

Both sides fell silent again.

Fu Qianbei's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his slender fingers tapped on the black suit pants.

Like leaves falling from a calm pool, making waves in circles.

In the end, it was him who spoke first.

"What do you have to say?"

Shen Ennan, I haven’t seen you for seven years. Do you have anything to say to me?

Apologize, or beg for mercy?
On the other end of the phone, Shen Ennan held the phone against his ear.

Her pupils tightened.

Why does this low and cool tone sound so like Fu Qianbei?
Shen Ennan's palms were wet, and her heartbeat became erratic. She said in a low voice, "Hello, I am... Shen Ennan."

Bo Liang said on the other side: "Well, what do you want to say."

(End of this chapter)