o anyone in her daily life, she also doesn't make enemies. She focuses all her energy on work.But think about it, it's understandable! After all, Xia Wan Yu framed her and caused this situation. It's...Chapter 23 Don't force it

Xu Qinghuan's hard-held consciousness suddenly collapsed at this moment!

Instinctively, her body chose to trust Fu Yan when she fainted in his arms.

She didn't see the man's face, now sharp with tension, his usually stoic eyes now glazed over with a layer of ice.

"Fu, Fu during the banquet..."

Wang Zong's eyes widened in disbelief, his whole body trembling. He never expected to meet such a big-shot figure today!

"You better pray she's okay."

Fu Yan's words had no fluctuations in tone, but they made people shudder!

Seeing him walk away with a woman in his arms, Wang總 was so frightened that he collapsed onto the bed, unable to stand up.

......

Xu Qinghuan felt like she had just woken up from a very long dream.

The scene began with the blood spattered across the floor from her mother's suicide, then flashed to a classroom at school, and finally to Mr. Zhang's furious face, all passing like slides.

Suddenly, a sharp pain woke her up.

Furrowing her brow, she slowly opened her eyes. The white ceiling of the hospital made her feel uneasy, so instinctively, she wanted to raise her hand to cover it.

I moved my hand and realized that someone was holding it.

Xu Qinghuan glanced over, only to see Fu Yan wearing a crumpled shirt. He was asleep with one hand resting on the bed and the other tightly clenched around his own.

The lights are already on in the ward, so it must be the middle of the night. He wouldn't have been staying at the hospital with me all this time, would he

Otherwise, given his cleanliness obsession, he'd definitely change his clothes.

Looking at his handsome face with slightly furrowed brows, Xu Qinghuan could clearly feel that something about herself was changing....

So this is what it feels like to have someone with you when you're vulnerable.

She had forgotten how long it had been.

It's comforting to have someone by your side when you're sick.

After her mother's suicide, Xu Qinghuan moved into the hospital. For over a decade, she has been busy making money. She endured minor illnesses and went to the hospital alone when she couldn't take it anymore.

Even with Fu Jiajia as her best friend, she would try to avoid causing trouble for others because she believed that favors should be returned, and she had nothing to offer.

Perhaps sensing the movement of the people around her, Fu Yan shi also woke from his nap. He didn't speak, only unconsciously reaching out to touch her forehead.

Once his body temperature returned to normal, the tension on his handsome face eased somewhat.

"Does it still hurt"

Xu Qinghuan shook her head. "Thank you, President Fu, for your concern. I've caused you trouble."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Yan shi's eyebrows, which had just relaxed, instantly furrowed again.

He disliked Xu Qinghuan always referring to herself as "You".

The person in charge of the Chinese company handed the matter over to the police.

"Oh, good," she said. Her eyes were still respectful but distant, infuriatingly so.

"How many years have you been working at Shengshi"

Fu Yan's voice suddenly rose a few octaves, stern and displeased. If Xu Qinghuan wasn't physically unable to, she would have almost stood up directly to retort.

"One and a half years."

"Didn't anyone tell you about the rule at Fu Group that female employees aren't allowed to meet with potential partners alone"

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His scolding was thunderous and deafening, but it made Xu Qinghuan feel protected instead.

"Next time I won't."

"

There won't be a next time.

"

Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile, staring at his serious and pedantic expression. Because last time, he seemed to have reprimanded Manager Chen in the same way.

"Still laughing"

"No, no, I wasn't laughing at you!" She quickly propped herself up and glanced at her phone. It was already 4 am! "Mr. Fu, it's very late. Why don't you go back to rest I can manage on my own—"

"Don't force it."

He lowered his eyes and interrupted, his slender fingers gathering the lab results and receipts from the table. Then, in a soft voice, he said, "Let's go home together."ody felt numb and painful as if she had been struck hard.He had been favored for too long, so long that he himself had forgotten that Fu Yan was a proud son of heaven. He had his own pride; he was the...