in front of her. 。She was taken aback, looking towards Fu Hanlin. The man calmly withdrew his hand, gracefully picking up a bowl and spoon, using a voice only she could hear 。"Give it your all and do...Fu Yan pressed down on the brake pedal, her body lurching forward. Her forehead bumped against the steering wheel, and a muffled groan came from Fu Hanlin behind her. However, in the next second, he grabbed her arm, his warm palm pressing against her forehead.

"Did that hurt"

His voice betrayed his nervousness.

Just now, when Fu Yan was bumped into by the place, his warm hand gently kneaded it twice. She pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's okay."

She grabbed Fu Hanlin's hand open, without looking at Fu Hanlin's eyes, explained to herself: "I'm not afraid of being alone with you, you don't have anyone to take care of you there, it's always more convenient to go back to the old house."

"Aren't you still here" Fu Hanlin sat back down. "You were able to take care of me before, just because you're not my employee now, you don't want to anymore"

"Well, of course, I thought that if I could perform well in front of you, maybe there would be a chance for a promotion and raise." Fu Yan released the brakes and continued driving, lightly dissolving the previous awkward conversation. "I'm a very practical person after all."

"Then you might as well go back to working at Xincheng. The Deputy General Manager position is still yours." Fu Hanlin looked at the back of her head.

Fu Yan held the steering wheel tightly, "I'm thinking of changing environments."

In the new situation, how much will she be cared for by Fu Hanlin She just wants to get everything she wants through her own efforts.

Fu Hanlin didn't say anything else.

The car was parked outside the Fu family's old residence. It was already very late, and the servants had all gone to rest. The housekeeper was also getting older, and Fu Yan couldn't bear to wake him up. She supported Fu Hanlin and walked inside herself.

Fu Hanlin's room was in a separate small building. Fu Yan supported him upstairs and opened the bedroom door.

This was her first time entering Fu Hanlin's bedroom. The air carried a faint woody fragrance, just like him—steady and introverted.

Fu Yan put him on the bed and said, "I'll go make some hangover soup for you. Rest for a bit first."

Fu Hanlin hummed softly, leaning against the soft pillow at the head of the bed, his gaze fixed on her profile.

He suddenly grabbed Fu Yan's wrist, "Wine sobering soup is too much trouble, honey water will do, there's some in the cabinet downstairs."

I went downstairs to Fu Yan's place and sure enough, I found the honey in the cabinet.

As she brought him a glass of honey water upstairs, Fu Hanlin leaned against the headboard, his eyes closed. He probably thought the main light was too bright, so he only turned on the bedside lamp. The dim light cast his features in a softer glow than during the day.

To be warm and gentle like jade, that's probably how he is.

Fu Yanjiang placed the honey water on his bedside table and lightly pushed him, "President Fu."

Fu Hanlin didn't move at all, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Since Fu Yan had been with him for a long time, she knew that he was prone to headaches the day after a hangover. She always made sure to wake him up and make him drink honey water.

Then she nudged him again, "Fu Hanlin."

Fu Hanlin remained motionless.

Fu Yan continued to push him, her voice getting louder, "Han Lin."

This time, Fu Hanlin's eyelids twitched and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot.

Fu Yan took the honey water and offered it to him. Fu Hanlin took it, drank most of the cup, then put it down and glanced at the time. "It's getting late, I'll stay here for the night."

Fu Yan waved her hand, "No need, I'll just go back to my own place."

Before, she had been staying here for such a long time because of her poor health, which was already a disturbance. Now that she's moved out, it wouldn't be appropriate for her to move back in.

It's still possible to hail a cab at this time, and the Fu family's old house isn't in a particularly remote location.

"Get a good night's sleep. I'm going to go now." one.That's so unreal.Huo Mingzheng wiped the corner of her mouth, crumpled the tissue in his palm, and said, "The porridge tastes good."Thinking of Cao Fang saying he hadn't eaten much these days, Fu...