Chapter 12: Sharing the Same Bed

property, isn't it It doesn't matter who owns it. He doesn't really care about cars or houses."Zhou Sizi, stop kidding around, okay" Fu Jiagia realized he might be serious and quickly said, "We're not...Chapter 12: Sleeping in the Same Bed

When she finished her phone call, Fu Yan looked up and saw them. She got out of the car and walked over to them.

This is a Jingzhou dish.

His voice was cold, low and resonant like a cello.

"Oh." Xu Qinghuan was a little surprised. This proved that Fu Yanshi remembered her being his middle school deskmate, right

Or perhaps... he knew from the beginning.

Standing beside Fu Yan, Xu Qinghuan felt like a fish out of water! He was dressed in a suit and tie, looking every bit the prodigal son. Compared to him, she looked like an assistant written all over her face.

After entering the restaurant and sitting down, Xu Qinghuan began to feel uncomfortable all over.

What should one do in this situation One can't just drag him back to reminiscing about their middle school days, can they

Unlike her embarrassment, Fu Yan was more like facing an old friend they saw every day. He long fingers casually rolled up his shirt sleeves and then called the waiter to order a few dishes.

"Whose project from the Huayie company is this"

When suddenly asked about her work, Xu Qinghuan hurriedly nodded. "It's me."

"Have you taken a close look at the company's financial situation" Fu Yan shi leaned back slightly, waiting for her answer.

"I've reviewed them, their company financials are real data, I cross-referenced everything, there's no fraud."

He twitched his lips, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. "Xu Qinghuan, the data isn't falsified doesn't mean there are no financial issues."

She was completely stunned. All she saw was Fu Yan when he took out a document and pushed it in front of her.

"Evergrande's accounts show only 50 million in readily available cash flow, but their own funding commitment letter states 80 million. Do you think the missing money will be made up by anyone"

"..."

“Take your time with projects.” Fu Yan’s tone was completely different from the day he reprimanded Manager Chen, and even had a sense of earnest advice.

Xu Qinghuan bit her lower lip, feeling both annoyed at her own carelessness and impressed by Fu Yanshi's abilities.

Even before he submitted the project, he could see the problem so quickly.

Perhaps seeing through her intentions, Fu Yan shi clipped the freshly served dish into her bowl, "After dinner, we have a whole night."

One, all night

Xu Qinghuan's eyes widened in surprise, "Am I staying with you tonight"

Fu Yan sighed, raising his finely sculpted eyebrows. "This way we can go directly to register in the morning."

"I didn't mean it like that." She clenched her fists under the table, then gathered her courage to ask directly, "What I meant is, after we register our marriage, do we still need to live together"

Have I really got to sleep in the same bed as him

"Otherwise"

Fu Yan's tone of asking back was as if she were asking a very stupid question.

Xu Qinghuan thought about it herself also.

To save his mother, he not only had to use his connections to contact authoritative doctors but also pay a hefty amount for surgery and medical expenses. How could it possibly be as simple as just getting a certificate

Fu Jiajia once said that men, well, they're just not that complicated. I guess I was just too naive.

Is there anything else I can help you with

"No."

"Well, eat more."

Fu Yan's warm voice and the way he helped her get dishes, it was just like they were a real engaged couple about to get married.

After the meal, Xu Qinghuan lost her appetite and felt heavy in her heart.

The closer the car got to Fu Yan's residence, the more anxious she became.

Fu Yansi beside her didn't look at her, and whispered a few work matters to his assistant. At the end, he suddenly added.

"By the way, get a few boxes of condoms delivered later."!"Once he finished speaking, he felt that the people around him remained eerily silent.Look up—When facing Fu Yan, his eyes were filled with swirling ink.“Oh! I'm so sorry, sorry! Look at my mouth, ho...