Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 35 Caring About Him

In the end, she was the one who made the mistake first in the matter of cutting her wrists and committing suicide.

Afterwards, Su Shihan's eyes were gentle and filled with a slight smile. She softened her tone and said, "Yehan, let's put aside the work first. It's not too late for you to do it tomorrow. Now, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

The work is never finished, and it is never too late to do it tomorrow, so you don't have to be obsessed with finishing it now.

Su Shihan lowered her head and looked carefully at the handsome and cold Fu Yehan.

She could clearly see the faint dark circles under Fu Yehan's deep eagle eyes, and the faint tiredness on the resolute and captivating facial contours.

Looking at it, Su Shihan couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

She doesn't want him to be so tired.

Fu Yehan's eyes were cold and serious, his thin lips that seemed to be sharpened by a knife were tightly pressed together, his face was heavy and his heart was cold, he was silent and did not speak.

Fu Yehan would not believe that Su Shihan took the initiative to care about him without any intentions. In the past, in order to leave him, Su Shihan resorted to various tricks and tricks. This is not uncommon.

Fu Yehan has also become accustomed to it.

Su Shihan made a move, which was different from before, but Fu Yehan didn't panic.

Seeing that Fu Yehan didn't speak or nod, Su Shihan frowned slightly, her delicate long and curly eyelashes trembling slightly.

Su Shihan looked at Fu Yehan's calm and normal face, she bit her shiny red lips, looked directly at Fu Yehan, and remained silent for a while.

In the end, it was Su Shihan who was defeated and slowly looked away.

Su Shihan turned around without saying a word, and left the study without leaving a word for Fu Yehan.

Seeing Su Shihan's beautiful figure gradually disappearing in the study, Fu Yehan smiled coldly, and a ray of sadness that seemed to be absent brushed across his cold face.

And this ray of gloom did not stay on Fu Yehan's face for long, it only took a few breaths for the gloom to fade away, replaced by an elusive and deeply understood expression.

Su Shihan left, and left the study without saying a word and without looking back, this was within Fu Yehan's expectation, nothing unexpected.

However, for some reason, his heart felt a little empty, as if a piece of his heart was missing, it was already incomplete.

A gust of wind blows, cold and icy.

Immersed in a cold heart, unusually cold.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

But Fu Yehan who was sitting at the desk was dignified and unruly, with a dull and indifferent expression, just like a person who had nothing to do, nothing unusual at all.

Fu Yehan never revealed the thoughts hidden in his eyes, the wound hidden in his heart.

Fu Yehan lowered his heroic sword eyebrows, his eyes were cold and silent, he lowered his head and continued to bury his head in his work, his face was calm, with the usual coldness and deepness.

It was as if nothing had happened just now.

It was as if Su Shihan had never been here before.

However, the elegant and faint fragrance floating in the air occasionally penetrated into Fu Yehan's nose, which was the proof that Su Shihan had been here.

Fu Yehan's subordinates made some movements, wrote the pen, and signed the signature smoothly, all in one go.

When Fu Yehan's pen falls, the strokes are strong and strong, the strokes of the pen are extremely penetrating, and the font is smooth, as straight as a dragon.

Mo Ye was silent again.

Fu Yehan continued to keep busy with the work at hand, and he wouldn't sleep until the work was finished.

It seemed that tonight, he had to stay up all night again.

From Fu Yehan's point of view, staying up all night is a common occurrence, which is not surprising, he is used to it.

(End of this chapter)