Chapter 18

Zhai Ye was also in the study, and everything the housekeeper said fell into his ears.

After the housekeeper left, Zhai Ye stood up straight and said respectfully, "Young master, Madam asked me for a computer earlier."

The pen in Fu Shihan's hand paused, and he asked without raising his head, "Then?"

Zhai Ye replied: "I gave it."

The man continued to sign the document with a faint "hmm".

Just give it.

Zhai Ye: "..." That's right?Gone?

The man looked up at him again: "Anything else?"

"No." Zhai Ye lowered his head, and the tension finally relaxed.

I thought that the young master would definitely get angry and punish him after hearing this.

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The compartment is large, but also very deserted.

The wall on the left is full of books to the end, and there is a book ladder leading to the top floor beside it.The other side is floor-to-ceiling glass windows, from this angle, you can see the whole garden.

Sometimes Lausanne can stare at those flowers and plants all day long.

Behind the screen in the compartment is where Lausanne studies the reagents.

In addition to staying here and reading books, she stayed behind the screen for a year and a half to study various things.

She climbed up the book ladder, and pulled out a very old medical book from the top shelf of the bookshelf according to her memory.

This book has hardly been touched. When I took it down, I saw that there was fine dust on the top of the book, and there were a few small characters written on it.

He walked to the large light gray sofa, sat down directly on the beige carpet, took a paper towel from the coffee table, and gently wiped off the dust.

Afterwards, Luosang quietly began to look through.

A person's silence is very simple and comfortable.

The setting sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the orange afterglow shrouded her cold profile, adding a touch of softness to the coldness in the room.

Fu Shihan came to look for her in the cubicle, and what he saw was this pleasing and entertaining picture.

His deep eyes stared at the way the girl was reading, knowing that girls like to be quiet. While she was reading, the man couldn't bear to disturb the girl, so he deliberately lowered his sense of existence.

His straight figure just stood there quietly.

After a good afternoon, I remembered that she didn't eat much at noon, and she hasn't eaten yet.

Fu Shihan interrupted her, "Sang Bao, go downstairs for dinner."

Luosang, who was sitting on the carpet, frowned unhappily, looked away from the book, raised his head, and looked at Fu Shihan who appeared at some unknown time.

The man's face was sharp and stern, and the line of his jaw was as perfect as a masterpiece of God.

The four eyes met for a moment, Luosang bowed his head indifferently.

She doesn't want to eat.

There is no trace of taste in anything you eat, how can you eat it?
But it is impossible to skip meals all the time, so she can only find a way to heal herself.

Seeing Luosang continued to look at her book, Fu Shihan immediately walked over, took the book in her hand, and threw it on the coffee table.

He asked coldly, his tone already filled with displeasure: "What do you mean by not eating?"

"Not hungry." Her hoarse voice was bitingly cold.

The subconscious answer made Luosang stunned for a moment.

"You have to feed me if you're not hungry." Fu Shihan said in an uncompromising tone, picked her up from the carpet, and hugged her horizontally in his arms.

After being hugged by him and walking two steps, Luosang said with a tongue tied: "I, myself... let's go."

She stammered and said this.

The moment he spoke, the man paused slightly, lowered his eyes, looked at her cold little face with alienation, and said in a cool voice: "It's a beautiful idea."

Lausanne: "..."

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