fiery fall

"Of course you do." Fu Qianbei rested his chin against her heart and looked at the white snowy scenery outside the window. "Without you, I would have been gone in this world."

Shen Ennan wanted to look back at him, but his head was pressed and he couldn't move. He only heard a calm and relieved voice above his head.

"After my parents passed away, I knew that I would be sent to an orphanage and become an orphan that no one wanted. I felt very insecure. Your father took me away at that time and said that he would raise me up in the future. I felt very sorry for him. Full of gratitude and dependence, I also secretly vowed to repay your father when I grow up."

Fu Qianbei chuckled: "Although you rejected me and didn't like me when you first arrived home, I am still very grateful to your family for giving me a new home."

"Later, I heard the conversation between your father and your uncle in the study. I knew that the death of my parents was closely related to your father. I completely collapsed. I was actually grateful to my father-killing enemies and lived with them. Together."

Shen Ennan was heartbroken, this was the biggest evil cause among them.

Fu Qianbei suddenly asked: "Do you remember that rabbit lantern?"

Shen Ennan nodded, the crystal rabbit lantern that was half a person tall, "It was a Christmas gift from my father."

Fu Qianbei paused and continued: "At that time, I wanted to avenge my parents, but I couldn't do anything. The police had closed the case. I had no capital and could not fight against the Shen family. So, suicide became my only option. choose."

"It was that night that you, who had always hated me and wanted to drive me away, appeared at the door of my room and broke into my dark room with a rabbit lantern. You asked me carefully if I could forgive you, and said I will definitely try my best to make it up to me in the future.”

Shen Ennan can no longer remember his state that night.

Fu Qianbei rubbed the top of her hair with his chin and said with emotion: "If you hadn't burst into my dark room with a crystal rabbit lantern that night, I might have cowardly chosen death."

Shen Ennan put down the cat in his arms, turned around and hugged Fu Qianbei.

She was only seven years old when Shen Yuanlin brought Fu Qianbei home, and she had only a slight memory of this incident.

She didn't know when her love for Fu Qianbei turned into love.

As she grew older, things from her childhood gradually faded away. She only remembered that she liked Fu Qianbei very much.

Fu Qianbei stroked her long hair and whispered: "Ennan, as long as you are by my side, I can slowly let go of these things."

Because she was his salvation when he was young, and she was also the person he had been thinking about and the most difficult to let go of in the past seven years.

Shen Ennan raised her little face and said, "I will always be by your side. Even if I die in the future, I will still be buried with you."

Fu Qianbei rubbed her face and said, "Okay, then we will make a will for our children."

The two looked at each other and smiled, hugging each other quietly for a while.

Shen Ennan suddenly said: "Husband, you are also my salvation. If you didn't ask Jiang Yan to send me money for emergency a few months ago, I might have sold blood or married that Zhang Shuai."

Fu Qianbei touched her little face and said, "Maybe it's fate."

In the past, he was a staunch materialist who believed in science and that strength represented everything.

But later, he went to Pudu Temple to offer incense and pray devoutly. Others thought he was asking for peace and tranquility, but what he asked in front of the Buddha was whether he would have the chance to see her again in this life.

Later, the host personally put the beads on his wrist and said that he had a knot in his heart and the person who tied the bell had to be the one to untie it.

He asked, would he ever see the bell-ringer again?

The host smiled and said, it depends on fate.
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The next day, Shen Ennan went to work on time.

At ten o'clock in the morning, I was going to give Mr. Fu a cup of ginger and jujube tea to nourish his stomach, but he didn't leave immediately, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Qianbei raised his head and looked at her lightly, "Is something wrong?"

"Can you approve my resignation?"

Fu Qianbei frowned and clicked on his computer mailbox. Sure enough, he saw Shen Ennan's third resignation letter so far.

"Reason." In the company, the two of them have always had a business-like attitude.

Shen Ennan lowered his head and explained: "I just received news from Fengda Film and Television Company that the previous script is about to start filming. The project team invited me to follow the team throughout the filming. This is my first movie script. I also wish it could be made better.”

Hearing this, Fu Qianbei relaxed his tense spirit and clicked the mouse.

Shen Ennan's cell phone in her coat immediately received the message, and she took it out to take a look.

[Application rejected! ]
"Mr. Fu?"

"How long is the filming cycle?"

"About three months."

"Go and apply for a long leave."

Fu Qianbei took a sip of the steaming ginger-date tea and looked at her, "The position of personal assistant has been reserved for you."

Shen Ennan smiled and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Fu, I won't disturb your work anymore."

As soon as he returned to his work station, Zhang Rong came over and said, "Ennan, let me gossip. Are there any new strawberry marks on Mr. Fu's neck today?"

Shen Ennan's eyes instantly flashed with embarrassment, and he quickly continued to operate the computer to cover it up, "I didn't see it."

"Mr. Fu got off work so early last night. Didn't anything happen when he went back? The CEO's wife can bear it, but she doesn't come. Could it be that my aunt is here?"

"It's simply exposed. No matter how many people think about it, they can't do anything about it."

"Haha, it's true..." Shen Ennan was embarrassed and agreed with an awkward smile.

But when faced with Fu Qianbei's appearance and figure, she... really couldn't hold back last night, but she just didn't touch him above the collarbone.

The two quietly looked at the office. Fu Qianbei was wearing a cool-toned dark green suit today. It was retro and elegant, and his whole person had an air of asceticism. But Shen Ennan knew that under his white shirt, there were dots of crimson on his chest. .

"Ennan, you are too shy. Every time you tease the boss, you blush." ​​Zhang Rong smiled casually, glanced at Shen Ennan's computer interface, and said in surprise: "You submitted your resignation to the boss? The boss actually called back. Already?!"

Shen Ennan gave a brief explanation and applied for a three-month vacation on the application interface.

Although Zhang Rong thought that Shen Ennan's fake appearance was unbelievable, he thought it was reasonable, "It seems that the boss really likes you."

"what?"

"Since you became a life assistant, your boss hasn't had a stomachache in the past few months. It shows that you are responsible and serious at work, and your boss likes you very much."

Zhang Rong answered seriously. After speaking, he leaned into Shen Ennan's ear and whispered: "Secretary Jiang used to do this job at the same time. At that time, the boss was in poor health. He often had stomachaches and went to the hospital."

"Maybe the boss is also afraid. If he finds someone who can take good care of his body, he doesn't want to let him go."

At this time, Jiang Yan, who had come from far away to St. Petersburg, sneezed three times.

"Who? Who is secretly slandering me behind my back?"

Here, Shen Ennan's application for long leave was approved in 5 minutes.

The next afternoon, Shen Ennan took Tang Can to the film crew of "Turn His Little Ears Red".

Fengda Film and Television Company rated "Turn His Little Ears Red" as S++ based on the quality of the script.

Downstairs in the crew hotel, the director personally came out to greet him, "Is it Screenwriter Shen? Hello, hello, I'm Zhou Cheng, the chief director of our "Sexing Up" movie."