fiery fall

Chapter 8 A little trick to play hard to get
"Mr. Fu, thank you for taking care of and supporting Jiang Yan at work."

The other party was silent for nearly ten seconds. Shen Ennan suspected that the other party had hung up the phone. He took it off and saw that the call was still continuing.

When she put the phone back to her ear again, the tone of the man opposite seemed even colder: "Is this all you want to tell me?"

Shen Ennan said politely: "I'm tired of traveling and traveling. I won't disturb your rest. I'll hang up first."

After saying that, Shen Ennan hung up the phone.

Across the way, Fu Qianbei was caught off guard when he heard the sound of the phone hanging up.

The black eyes took out the phone in surprise, and the screen displayed the call history.

Is this just what this woman wants to tell him?
After a tiring journey, don't disturb his rest.

Fu Qianbei was silent for a moment and suddenly sneered. Is this retreating in order to advance, playing hard to get?
After not seeing each other for a few years, Shen Ennan has improved a lot in some of his little tricks.

But just based on these, you want to play a game with him?

There was a hint of coldness in Fu Qianbei's eyes. He would never let her go so easily.

Whatever Shen Ennan owed him and the Shen family owed him, he would get it back.
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In the hospital ward, after Shen Ennan hung up the phone, Zhang Lan warned her seriously.

"Find a time in the next two days and ask Jiang Yan to make an appointment with his parents, so that our two elders can meet. All the procedures required for marriage must not be omitted, otherwise, over time, your husband's family will think that you are a casual girl and look down upon you. .”

After talking to Jiang Yan on the phone, Zhang Lan was quite satisfied with Jiang Yan himself.

But when it comes to her daughter's lifelong happiness, she has to be extremely cautious.

Shen Ennan nodded and smiled at Zhang Lan: "I understand, Mom, you eat first, and I'll go to the bathroom."

Shen Ennan stood up from the escort chair, took her cell phone and walked towards the door of the ward.

"En Nan." Zhang Lan suddenly called her.

"Ok?"

"Now that I have obtained the certificate with Jiang Yan, I must be mentally prepared to spend the rest of my life with him. Let's forget about Fu Qianbei."

Zhang Lan's tone was sincere. Shen Ennan turned his back to her and did not turn around. His heart seemed to be pinched hard by an invisible iron hand, like tofu, about to be crushed into pieces.

She pursed her lips, hummed and walked away.

There is a small park downstairs in the inpatient department, which is a place provided by the hospital for family members of patients to take the patients out to get some fresh air and relax.

Golden autumn September.

There are clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus trees, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.

Shen Ennan sat on the bench, and the cold tone just now echoed in his mind.

It really resembles Fu Qianbei's voice.

But it couldn't be him. He knew the person on the other side of the phone was him, so how could he calmly ask her what she wanted to say.

He should hang up the phone indifferently, or he should angrily curse her viciously.

It just won't be so peaceful.

The world is so big, and there are two unrelated but identical faces in a vast sea of ​​people. It’s not surprising that Jiang Yan’s boss and Fu Qianbei have similar cool voices.

"Pick some sweet-scented osmanthus petals and I'll make a sachet for you. Then your ward will be fragrant. Will the wound heal faster?"

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus became stronger.

Shen Ennan turned around and saw a girl pushing a boy in a wheelchair to stop under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree next to her. The girl stood up on tiptoes and picked off the petals of the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Another scene appeared in her eyes: 17-year-old Fu Qianbei and 12-year-old Shen Ennan.

The back garden of Shen's house is full of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the fragrance of the flowers is overflowing.

17-year-old Fu Qianbei is wearing a blue and white summer school uniform. He has clear eyebrows and is tall and slim. He is a youthful dream that is out of reach for girls of the same age.

Shen Ennan put her arms around his neck and was easily picked up by Fu Qianbei. He reached out to pick the brightest cluster of flowers on the osmanthus tree.At that time, Fu Qianbei was in his third year of high school and had to study very late every night. Shen Ennan heard that the fragrance of natural flowers can relieve people's emotional stress and help them sleep well.She picked osmanthus flowers in the garden every day and placed them on Fu Qianbei's desk and bedside.

That period was her happiest childhood.

"Little sister, I picked more, so I'll give you one." The girl picking osmanthus noticed something strange on Shen Ennan's face.

This is a hospital, and most of the people here are suffering.

There is always a glimmer of light that penetrates the darkness and illuminates this place.

Shen Ennan woke up from his memories, looked at the small sachet in the girl's palm, and smiled gratefully at her: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, let's go first."

Shen Ennan held the sachet and took a deep breath. The fragrance of flowers filled his nose, making him feel much calmer.

Before returning to the ward, Shen Ennan sent a text message to Jiang Yan's number: "Mr. Jiang, if you have time in the next two days, I would like to treat you to a meal."

Half an hour later, Jiang Yan replied: "Tomorrow afternoon at 05:30."

Shen Ennan clicked on the location Kaijiang Yan sent him. It was a popular hot pot restaurant in the city center of Beicheng where land was at a premium.

The next afternoon, when Shen Ennan arrived at the hot pot restaurant, Jiang Yan had already arrived.

The man stood up in a gentlemanly manner and helped her pull out the dining chair: "Madam, please sit down."

Shen Ennan's cheeks were slightly warm, and she was not used to the excessive enthusiasm of a strange man. After sitting down, she smiled: "Jiang Yan, you'd better call me Shen Ennan."

Jiang Yan sat opposite her, a little confused: "You don't like this title?"

Shen Ennan sneered: "It's just an agreement to get married. Let's just call each other by our names."

Jiang Yan looked at Shen Ennan across from him and was very puzzled: Marrying the largest wealthy man in Beicheng was not about money or fame. What was she after?

But he didn't dare to ask. He picked up the ordering tablet and handed it to Shen Ennan: "Ms. Shen, let's order first. I'm so hungry after a busy day today."

Shen Ennan smiled. Seeing that he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, he guessed that he was coming out of the company: "Yeah."

The food was served very quickly. Jiang Yan was probably really hungry and ate very quickly, but he didn't look embarrassed when he ate.

Shen Ennan waited for his movements to slow down before he started talking about the topic: "Jiang Yan, I have an appointment with you today because there are some things I need to negotiate with you."

The two of them were dining next to the window. Outside the transparent and clean glass window, they could see the center of Beicheng City that had just started to light up. The roads were busy with traffic and people, and it was bustling and noisy.

A black Rolls-Royce with smooth lines was parked on the roadside.

Fu Qianbei got out of the driver's seat, wearing a black suit.Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his straight nose, he looks like a gentle scumbag.The string of agarwood beads on his wrist gave him a sense of alienation that was not stained by the fireworks of the world.

Pedestrians coming and going turned back frequently just to take one more look at him.

Fu Qianbei's dark eyes were deep, and at a glance he saw Shen Ennan, who was chatting happily with Jiang Yan.

The hot pot was filled with heat. I didn't know what Jiang Yan said. Shen Ennan seemed to shyly pull the hair around his ears, with a gentle and touching smile on his face.

The man standing on the street frowned and dialed Jiang Yan's number.

The call was connected quickly.

Jiang Yan's cheerful voice came: "Mr. Fu, we are having hot pot."

Fu Qianbei: "What did you say to Shen Ennan to make you smile so happily?"

In the restaurant, Jiang Yan suddenly looked around.

Finally, through the glass window, he saw an eye-catching Rolls-Royce on the side of the street, and his boss was standing by the door.

That cold gaze made him feel dangerous through the glass window.

Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat and his mouth trembled: "What, are you jealous?"

(End of this chapter)