1717 chen wang x fu huan (1) ambiguous (2)
â president, her interview results are really not bad. are you going to kick her out just because sheâs pretty? â
âi think your hearts have already scattered.â chen wang scoffed.
âpresident, no, we just ...â
chen wang suddenly picked up a pen. â whatâs the girlâs name? ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
when everyone saw him holding a pen, they immediately became nervous!
f * ck, it wasnât easy to find a good one. are you going to cross her out? boss, thereâs no sin in being beautiful.
âwhat is it called?â chen wang raised his eyebrows.
âfu ... fu huan.â
chen wang flipped through the interview record form casually and finally picked out fu huanâs name and circled it. â iâm short of an assistant. you can arrange the rest. â
âi have something on tonight, so i wonât be attending the meeting. deputy department head, please coordinate with me and send me a message if thereâs anything.â he left after he finished speaking.
everyone was dumbfounded ...
what the hell is boss doing!
âf * ck, did he keep that girl by his side?â
â what boss means is that if we take such a beautiful girl with us, weâll definitely be distracted and not in the mood to play chess. if her interview results are good and itâs not easy to kick her out, weâll just let him take care of her. she has strong self-control and wonât be disturbed. â
âif we follow boss, we wonât be able to do anything, right?â
âif you dare to put your hands on boss, heâll chop you up.â
âthe best one has been picked. boss is too ruthless.â
â that little girl is going to be in trouble. boss has taught some people before, and the boys were all embarrassed by him. iâm afraid that this little girl will cry. heâs not someone who has tender feelings for women. he has rejected so many people over the years. â
......
everyone sighed with emotion and silently lit a candle for fu huan in their hearts.
however, when he met fu huan again, it was a different scene.
that was because, at that time, chen wang had appeared while holding the young ladyâs hand ...
**
on the other side.
fu huan told a few of her classmates that she had something to do and waited for chen wang downstairs. before the girls left, they were still talking about chen wang.
âi didnât expect to see him on the day of the interview. heâs so tall.â
â the main thing is that heâs very handsome. i just donât know if he can join the club. otherwise, iâm sure iâll see him often. â
âitâs a profit to be able to take a few more glances.â
......
fu huan lowered her head and stared at the tips of her shoes.
when chen wang came out, he looked for her for a long time before he saw her in a corner. she was wearing a simple white t-shirt short skirt today. her legs were white and slender. she was not particularly tall, so there was a limit to how long her legs were. however, her proportions were good, and people were envious of her.
in the past, when she was in high school, she usually wore her school uniform and had her hair tied up in a ponytail. now, her long hair hung down to her shoulders, and she looked a little more delicate in her innocence.
it felt like it was growing.
âare you getting impatient?â
fu huan was in a daze at the time. she didnât know why chen wang wanted her to stay. she was so nervous that she didnât notice him leaning over. when she looked up, he was already very close to her.
âare you tired of waiting?â chen wang looked at her dazed expression and repeated the question he had just asked.
âno, i didnât,â
âisnât it a little hot today?â there wasnât much shelter in front of the building. there was a green shade above where fu huan was standing, but when the sun fell, there were some spots of light on her face.
he raised his hand slightly to block the light, and the shadow of his hand fell on her face.
âitâs alright.â
âyour face is red from the sun.â
fu huan didnât get exposed to the sun at all ...
however, the two of them were so close to each other that chen wangâs distance was so close that he could brush against her face if he tilted his head slightly.
the autumn cicadas around her were chirping, and the hot wind made her heart warm.
âare you busy this afternoon?â his voice was gentle.
âno, i didnât,â
âshall we have dinner together tonight?â
âi have a night study session at seven.â
âi know. iâll send you back on time.â
fu huan followed him into the car, her heart still thumping wildly. she only came back to her senses when the car drove into a community. â where are we going? â
âmy home.â
chen wang used to live in a house arranged by the duan corporation in beijing. he had bought a house in beijing last year and lived here except for the training of the national team. when he moved to his new house, fu chen and song fengwan came over for dinner and gave him gifts. fu huan was in his third year of high school and was very busy. he knew that chen wang lived here but never came.
âgo ... go to your house?â fu huanâs fingers tightened.
âdo you have other places you want to go?â
âi didnât expect you to bring me here.â
âitâs not convenient for me to go out now. itâs better to be private at home.â