So what about you and Huo Mingzheng What can you two change"Fu Yan was stabbed in the heart, and Fu Jing looked at her complexion not very good, a trace of pity flashed in his heart, "Do you know that...On her way back, Fu Yan received a phone call from the delivery guy.

"That gentleman has already entered the house. You can rest assured, I saw him go in with my own eyes."

Fu Yan let out a quiet sigh of relief. "Okay, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan put her phone on silent and drove home.

The car was parked downstairs in the apartment building. She couldn't help but yawn a few times, unbuckled her seatbelt, and realized she was so tired that her legs felt like lead. After days of overtime work, it was definitely taking its toll.

I had intended to rest on the back of the chair for a while, but I ended up falling asleep without even realizing it.

A phantom drove into the community.

The driver, with sharp eyes, said to his boss, "Mr. Fu, Miss Fu seems to be in the car."

Fu Hanlin's gaze lifted from the laptop screen. He glanced forward and, through the windshield, saw Fu Yan leaning against the back of the seat, still as a statue, like she was asleep.

He originally wanted to come and see Fu Yan, but these days he's been running between the hospital and the company, and he hasn't had much time to see her.

And she deliberately chose to visit her grandfather at the hospital during his busiest midday, always making sure to miss him.

Her refusal was already very clear. A small detail from an adult can explain everything, she had never had feelings for him.

But he couldn't help but want to see her.

Before I gave her two calls, she didn't answer. It turns out she was asleep in the car.

Fu Hánlín didn't know whether to be angry or amused, helplessly sighed, and hurriedly told the driver to stop. He threw the notebook aside, opened the door, and got out of the car.

He walked to Fu Yan's car, and opened the door.

With one hand supporting himself on the car door, and the other reaching inside, he pressed his hand against the back of Fu Yan's seat, just about to lift her up when he caught a glimpse of a bag she had placed on the passenger seat. A document slid out from within it.

Fu Hanlin didn't have the habit of peeking at other people's privacy. It was just that something from Fu Yan fell out, he glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and saw the words "project plan".

He picked it up and flipped through a few pages.

He arranged for protection around Fu Yan, knowing her every move.

It turns out she has been working overtime these days, all for this.

Fu Hanlin took the file, grabbed a pen from the box, half-closed the car door, and placed the file on the hood. He lit a cigarette in his left hand, held the pen in his right, and opened the file.

By the light of the street lamp, he could read ten lines at a glance.

Fu Yan's proposal is beautifully done, even though it's just a draft.

However, there are some minor issues that are easy to overlook but could cause some trouble in the future. Dealing with them might be a bit tricky and could cause her some inconvenience.

The shadows deepened, and the wind grew stronger. The papers rustled in the breeze.

Fu Yan faintly heard movement, she opened her drowsy eyes and saw the man's towering silhouette, bathed in the faint light of the street lamp, hazy and unreal like a dream.

He was holding a pen and writing on paper, his serious profile, with slightly pulled-in corners of his mouth.

Fu Hánlín seemed to notice her gaze and just as she looked over, he closed his file, walked over, and opened the car door. "Awake"

This statement is indeed a jest.

Fu Yanmian said without changing her expression, "I'm just squinting. I didn't sleep."

"Were you drinking and driving" Fu Hanlin smelled a faint scent of alcohol in the car and on her when he just opened the car door.

Fu Yan was taken aback, "No, I've had it once before and learned my lesson. I won't make that mistake again."

Fu Hanlin glanced at her meaningfully. That smell of alcohol wasn't hers.

Her gaze fell on the document in Fu Hánlín's hand. It looked very familiar, wasn't it her proposal

Fu Hanlin handed her the proposal. "Half a month is a bit rushed, but you don't have to work overtime so hard."r some reason, she suddenly felt a surge of anxiety, her heart pounding rapidly in her chest."I am.""I am so sorry, Ms. Fu. Last Saturday when you came to the hospital for a blood test, our staff acci...