Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

Chapter 118: Office, Hug for a while, Replenish some energy

It turned out to be Aying’s call.

"The man's name is Zhang Tao. He has been with her for more than 20 years. We have found out that he stayed abroad before returning to China. He has a younger brother, but we have not found his whereabouts yet."

"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow." Fu Nanchen hung up the phone.

Jian Xiaoan lay on his chest and heard the words coming from the phone one after another, "Another bad guy?"

His world seemed different from her own.

"It's okay." Fu Nanchen turned off the lights, turned around, hugged her, and kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep, baby. Accompany me to the company tomorrow."

A light rain fell on the window.

The night seemed peaceful, but it was not peaceful.

In Jiangcheng Hospital, Lu Jiancheng didn't wake up until midnight. When he opened his eyes, he saw his two sons standing at the head of the bed.

"Dad, you're awake." Lu Qi asked in a low voice.

"Dad, do you feel better? Your blood pressure is high during the day, you can't be stimulated anymore." Lu Guo also asked.

Lu Jiancheng looked at the two men in front of him and shook his head. "You all can go back. Your mother can stay."

"Well, we'll come see you tomorrow morning."

After they left, Lu Jiancheng turned to look at Zhang Xianglan and sighed, "This family will break up sooner or later."

"Old man, you can't say that. Your disease can be cured." She wiped her tears, her voice choked with sobs.

"The disease can be cured, but the heart cannot be cured, Lu Yin... Oh, I won't say anymore." Lu Jiancheng turned his head and looked out the window.

The night was dark and the rain had not stopped.

"Has Devi been here?"

"Yes, I came here at night."

"Well, she's much better than her mother. She had to give birth to her in the first place. It's all her debt."

Zhang Xianglan remained silent...

The next morning, the rain was getting lighter and lighter, the whole city was like a baptism, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

Jian Xiaoan wore a pure white dress and light makeup today. She was a little nervous before going out. "Do you need me to do anything today?"

Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at the woman who was helping him adjust his tie. "Just follow me."

After that, he tidied her long hair and said, "Well, my wife is very beautiful."

The group's top management received the notice early, and Fu Cangming had already left the villa.

A black Maybach drove in slowly, and Fu Nanchen pulled Jian Xiaoan out of the car. The red carpet extended from the entrance to the hall.

There were bodyguards on both sides of the door, and the group's senior leaders lined up to greet them.

"Hello, Mr. Fu, and Mrs. Fu."

It was the first time that Jian Xiaoan appeared at the group headquarters with Fu Nanchen. She couldn't help but feel nervous, and her palms couldn't help but sweat.

Fu Nanchen was still dressed in a suit and tie as usual, his eyes looking forward. He simply nodded to the crowd and walked straight to the private elevator.

The reception room for receiving guests was already undergoing final inspection. The entire reception room looked grand and solemn. At this moment, a familiar figure appeared. It turned out to be squad leader Yang Song.

He is still in the internship stage, and due to his excellent performance in school, he was directly assigned to the President's Office.

About half an hour later, Fu Cangming arrived at the group and everything was ready.

Fu Cangming, Fu Nanchen, Jian Xiaoan and the group’s senior management welcomed domestic and foreign guests in the first-floor lobby.

In the reception room, everyone quickly took their seats.

The group's meeting ended at noon. After lunch, it was time for a break. Jian Xiaoan took a break in Fu Nanchen's office. "Honey, can I see the minutes of the meeting?"

Fu Nanchen just sat down at his desk, "Okay, I'll get someone to bring it up."

He informed her and waved at her, "Come here, are you tired? You've worked hard helping with translation this morning."

Jian Xiaoan walked beside him and looked down at him, "You're not tired at all. I'm just worried that I haven't done well."

Fu Nanchen pulled her onto his lap and said, "You did a great job. Your husband will reward you tonight."

Jian Xiaoan wanted to stand up, "This is not good in public."

How can you sit on a man's lap in the office? If someone sees you, you'll be criticized.

Fu Nanchen held her waist with his big hand, with no intention of letting go, "Hold me for a while, replenish some energy." After saying that, he kissed the corner of her mouth, "I'm tired, recharge for a while."

As Jian Xiaoan listened, her ears softened, her face turned red, and her heart rate gradually increased.

"Why are you nervous? Huh? You've slept together so many times, why are you still blushing so easily?" Fu Nanchen pinched her face, his voice extremely gentle.

"This is in the office. It would be bad if someone saw us." Jian Xiaoan spoke in a low voice and tried to get up hesitantly.

Bang bang bang.

Jian Xiaoan hurriedly got up from him and stood beside the table.

"Come in."

Yang Song walked in with the documents. "Mr. Fu, I have just sorted out the minutes you requested. Please take a look. If there are any changes that need to be made, I will go back and make them right away."

Jian Xiaoan heard a familiar voice, "Yang Song, is that you?"

Yang Song stood aside, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, "Xiao An, no, Mrs. Fu, hello, I'm working here now."

Fu Nanchen stopped flipping through the information. He looked up at Yang Song, his eyes darkened, and his voice lowered a few degrees, "Do you know each other?"

"Yes, we are college classmates." Yang Song answered respectfully.

"The monitor of our class." Jian Xiaoan continued.

"Go down." Fu Nanchen said and let him leave.

"Okay, Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, goodbye." Yang Song stayed on Jian Xiaoan for a second, turned around and walked out of the office.

The moment he closed the door, he touched his chest and could feel his heart rate rising rapidly. The oppressive feeling from the man in the office made his back feel cold.

"Are you familiar with him?" Fu Nanchen put down the information.

Jian Xiaoan came over and shook his head, picking up the information on the table, "Not very familiar with him, Bai Yun is familiar with him."

Fu Nanchen held his chin up, with a hint of jealousy, "Did you have a relationship in college? Has anyone ever pursued you?"

His little one is so beautiful, how could no one pursue him?

"I don't know, right?" Jian Xiaoan was seriously marking the meeting minutes with a pen and did not pay attention to Fu Nanchen.

"I see, that college student just now likes you."

Jian Xiaoan raised her eyes, "Huh? How do you know? You've only met him once."

Mo Baiyun said that Yang Song had always liked her in college, but she had no idea anyway.

"Go home and look at the photos, you will see that his eyes are glued to you." Fu Nanchen still recognized that this Yang Song was the man he had noticed last night.

It turns out that men understand men best.

"Really?" Jian Xiaoan began to feel guilty. She thought of the group photo that Mo Baiyun showed her. "It's impossible. I haven't even talked to him. Besides, I've been working part-time. Falling in love affects my income. Hehe."

Jian Xiaoan tried to fool him, "Tell me about this. In case I have to translate it this afternoon, I need to know about this business."

Fu Nanchen saw that she was feeling guilty and continued to stare at her.

"Even if there is, I don't know." Jian Xiaoan pulled his hand and shook it. He couldn't fire Yang Song.

"Don't talk like that in front of others anymore." He pinched her face.

So sour, totally possessive.

......

At this moment, at Jiangcheng Hospital, Lu Daiwei was also preparing materials and preparing to go to the M-Core Technology Base with Dr. Han. The afternoon happened to be a clinical study on the use of chips in the field of brain science to treat depression.

Before leaving, she made a phone call.