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The car stopped, and Fu Yan woke up. Although she was struggling to hold on, her subconscious still reminded herself not to sleep. 。She glanced at the familiar greenbelt and knew she was home. 。She blinked her tired eyes, and the drowsiness dissipated somewhat. Her muscles ached from the fever, but she gritted her teeth and sat up. 。"Mr. Fu, thank you." 。She politely picked up her bag and medicine, ready to get off the car. 。 "You're off this afternoon." 。Fu Hanlin spoke. 。Fu Yan shook her head, "No need, President Fu. I've taken the medicine and feel much better now. I just need to take my car keys home." 。She stood by the car door, holding onto it with one hand and bending over to speak to him respectfully. The sun was shining brightly outside. The autumn sunlight seemed to have a filter on it, warming everyone's skin. 。A soft light extended from behind her, falling onto Fu Hanlin's back of the hand. 。Fu Hanlin looked at her pale face, "I'm not Huang Shiren, you don't need to sell your life for me." 。"Fu Yan's fever made her head foggy and her reactions slow. For a moment, she didn't react." 。Two seconds later, she remembered that Huang Shiren was a character from "The White-Haired Girl," a cruel landlord who exploited the poor. 。"Huang Shiren cannot be compared to you" 。"She was so flustered that she couldn't even speak properly." 。She was annoyed at herself for suddenly becoming tongue-tied, and her stomach growled. 。Her face flushed instantly. 。I haven't eaten lunch yet, my stomach is empty. 。When she was hungry and her stomach was growling loudly in front of her not-so-close superior, she felt incredibly embarrassed and wished she had gone upstairs earlier. 。Fu Hanlin was very cultured. Hearing this, he didn't say anything and just said, "Go back and rest." 。Fu Yan couldn't take it anymore, so she quickly went upstairs. 。After getting home, she drank some water and lay down on the bed to take a nap before eating. In her half-sleep state, her phone started ringing with a series of unknown numbers. 。She puzzledly picked up <<< 。"Is this Miss Fu? There's a takeout order for you. Which floor do you live on?" Fu Yan lived alone and was very safety conscious. She hadn't ordered any takeout, but with all that had happened recently, she had to be cautious. 。"I didn't order takeout, you delivered the wrong one." 。"This is the meal Mr. Fu ordered. 。Fu Yan was stunned, it was Fu Hanlin? She wondered how Fu Hanlin knew her phone number, and then she remembered that the company had a work group for employees at the deputy manager level and above. She had been promoted to Deputy General Manager and was also added to the group, which included her phone number. 。 The takeout that arrived was some light dishes, suitable for someone who is sick and has no appetite. 。Fu Yan glanced at the meal and took out her phone to find Fu Hanlin's number, only to discover that his number wasn't in the group. 。She glanced at the takeout packaging. There was a note on it with a string of numbers, not her number. Perhaps Fu Hanlin wrote it down in case they couldn't reach her through her phone. 。With a tentative heart, Fu Yan dialed that string of numbers. 。After a few seconds, a deep, mellow voice came: “Hello” 。It's really Fu Hanlin. 。Fu Yan held her phone tightly, a mix of respect and anxiety radiating from her as a subordinate to her superior, "President Fu, it's me, Fu Yan." 。”I know 。"The takeout has arrived, thank you, Mr. Fu. How much do I owe you? I'll transfer it to you." 。" " Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! |
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