fiery fall

"of course not!"

Fu Qianbei looked at her unabashed eyes and firm tone, and the coldness in his eyes gradually melted away.

He narrowed his eyelids and avoided looking at Shen Ennan.

In fact, he was too afraid, afraid that Shen Ennan would disappear from his life again because of Zhang Lan's bullying or bitter tricks.

After a moment of silence, Shen Ennan also understood.

The small hands that were around Fu Qianbei's neck were holding Fu Qianbei's jaws, making him look into his eyes, and gently explained: "Husband, I really will not leave you."

"I don't want to get pregnant now, not because of my mother's words, nor to leave a way for myself to leave. I'm simply not ready to be a mother, and I don't want to change from a couple to a family of three so quickly."

"I...want to fall in love with you for a while longer."

Shen Ennan's face became hot.

Seven years ago, it took less than a month for the two of them to confirm their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Really?"

There was still a hint of doubt in Fu Qianbei's tone.

"Yes!" Shen Ennan nodded seriously and said with a firm smile: "I know I overdrafted a lot of credit seven years ago, but husband, please believe me again, I will not let you down, okay?"

Fu Qianbei's face showed a bright smile, "I'm overthinking it."

Shen Ennan took the initiative to kiss his lips.

It wasn't that he was overthinking, but that he was too insecure around her.

Fu Qianbei held the soft back of her neck with his palm, leaned forward and deepened the kiss.

Later, the kiss became more and more fierce.

After being exhausted, Shen Ennan lay on Fu Qianbei's chest. The touching color on his face had not faded away, but his eyes were full of satisfaction.

She traced circles on Fu Qianbei's chest with her fingers and pursed her lips.

Soon, her flailing fingers were held, and Fu Qianbei asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

"You're so sensitive."

"Huh?" Someone raised his eyebrows, and his hand slipped to her waist, and he squeezed gently, causing the person in his arms to tremble.

Shen Ennan pursed her lips, "That's not what I meant."

"On your skin, if you touch it lightly, there will be marks."

Fu Qianbei lowered his head and looked at his collarbone on his chest. Red marks the size of coins were scattered here and there, with a few long thin red lines in between.

Looking at Shen Ennan again, her skin was fair, and there were basically no traces except where he bit the deepest part.

"It seems that we all have our own sensitivities."

Shen Ennan became more enthusiastic and reminded him: "You have to wear a high-collar suit tomorrow so that the marks on your neck can be covered up."

"You don't have any entertainment tomorrow, do you?"

"Yes, there is also a financial news interview."

"If you hadn't told me earlier that you had an interview, I wouldn't have kissed you in such a high position." Shen Ennan raised his body in surprise, and was pressed into his arms by the latter.

He reached out and rubbed the hickey on the side of his neck, wondering if it would disappear tomorrow.

But the more I touched it, the redder it became. No one believed it if it was a mosquito bite.

So he withdrew his hand and said helplessly: "Tomorrow I will help you put on some foundation to cover it up."

Fu Qianbei picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was after two in the morning.

He turned off the light and lay down with Shen Ennan in his arms, "Yeah."

After a fierce battle, the two felt physically and mentally comfortable and fell asleep soon after.

In the middle of the night, there was another light snowfall in the quiet Beicheng.This kind of weather makes people want to be in bed.

Shen Ennan sat up from the bed. The bedroom was quiet and bright.

The curtains were opened, and outside the floor-to-ceiling window was a vast white snowy scene. Whether it was a big tree or a small tree, they were all covered with a thin white quilt.

"husband?"

Fu Qianbei seemed to have left. Shen Ennan went to get the mobile phone on the bedside table and saw a note. The handwriting was thin and solemn, and it had the same noble and cold aura as its owner.

Fu Qianbei went to the company in advance and reminded her to drive carefully due to slippery roads in the snow.

Shen Ennan smiled.

Collect it carefully and go to the bathroom to wash up.

She recalled that in her senior year of high school, Zhang Lan confiscated her mobile phone so that she could concentrate on her studies, and she and Fu Qianbei chatted through sticky notes.

Fu Qianbei was already a senior at that time and living in the school dormitory.

One doesn't go home often, and the other goes out early and comes back late to study, so there is very little time to see each other during the week.

Once she failed in a mock exam, Zhang Lan gave her a hard lesson. She wiped her tears while correcting the wrong questions, and wrote a lot of complaints on the notes to vent her anger.

When I came back from school the next day, I was surprised to see a new note on the note, with comfort and encouragement written in beautiful regular script, and two milk candies in it.

She ran out happily, but was told by Shen Yuanlin that Fu Qianbei had come back to take two pieces of clothes and left again. She felt a sense of disappointment.

During their senior year of high school, the two "busy people" basically communicated through sticky notes.

Every day when I go home and rush into the study, I will be very happy to see new notes. If there are no new notes, I will be unhappy.
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As soon as you enter the company, you will be enveloped by the abundant heating provided by Ruisheng Group, and the chill outside will instantly melt away.

Shen Ennan clicked the morning card to go to work.

Sitting at the workstation, I realized that Fu Qianbei had not been in the company all morning.

Shen Ennan first contacted the detective agency and provided Shen Yuanlin's information.

There was no trace of an adult in four years. The detective agency told her tactfully that the hope of finding a living person would be slim.

But as long as the police did not announce Shen Yuanlin's death, both Shen Ennan and Zhang Lan firmly believed that Shen Yuanlin must still be alive.

"Ennan, come here and watch Mr. Fu's live interview!" Zhang Rong, who was next to him, suddenly exclaimed and pulled Shen Ennan over with one hand.

On the screen, Fu Qianbei is wearing a navy blue striped suit, with a very business elite temperament.

"The number of online viewers exceeds 800 million!" Zhang Rong excitedly grabbed Shen Ennan's hand and exclaimed.

Usually, the number of people online for financial live broadcasts is only about 100 million. Today, because of Mr. Fu, there are actually seven times more people online!
With an exclamation, many gossiping female colleagues gathered around.

"Our boss is really handsome. He looks even more handsome in the camera!"

"If Mr. Fu is willing to be the company's spokesperson, the stock price will skyrocket by several points!"

"Yes, yes..." Shen Ennan echoed very gregariously.

But in her eyes, neither the elegant gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of Fu Qianbei's nose, nor the agarwood beads on his white bone wrists, were as conspicuous as the hickey on the side of his neck!

"and many more!"

When other colleagues were acting crazy, Zhang Rong's little face suddenly came close to the screen and said in surprise: "This red spot on the boss's neck...could it be a hickey?"

Shen Ennan's heartbeat skipped a beat, and her cheeks heated up with guilt.

"Isn't it just a mosquito bite? Where did the mosquitoes come from in the winter?"

"I'll knock it! Our CEO's wife is really a bullfrog..."

Amid the laughter of his colleagues, Shen Ennan became more and more embarrassed, regretting that he stayed in bed this morning and didn't use foundation to cover up the marks on Fu Qianbei's neck!
Zhang Rong suddenly looked back at her and asked doubtfully: "En Nan, why are your faces so red?"

"Assistant Shen, your face is really red? Are you shy?"

"Hahaha, yes, we are talking about the hickey on the boss's neck, why are you blushing?"