Ji Qingying: [Why are you sending back with an ellipsis sign? Am I wrong? Am I not right? Or is it that Dr. Fu doesn't want to admit that he is prettier than flowers. ]
After the message was sent, it took several minutes for Fu Yanzhi to get a reply.
Fu Yanzhi: [I don't feel the necessity to be prettier than flowers.I don't think I need to be better than flowers. ]
Ji Qingying: [Oh.]
Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly as he readwatched the message he was sending her.
Jiang Chen was talking next to him. After noticing that Fu Yanzhi frequently looked at his mobile phone movements, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Dr. Fu, are you talking to someone?"
In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked over.
Fu Yanzhi's expression was dim, and he raised his eyes and looked at everyone: "Something the matter?"
Jiang Chen: "..."
Chen Muqing was quite shocked: "No, we are fine, but things become very troublesome when you chat with people."
"......"
It's not that everyone was making a fuss and exaggerating too much, but Fu Yanzhi never sent messages to people who were unfamiliar to him or not from their circle..
Even if they were someone he didn't know and he had to make contact, he will not send messages but instead, make a phone call. Even in their group chat full of people he knew, Fu Yanzhi never said more than ten words all year roundThey have a group in which Fu Yanzhi says no more than ten words in it all the year round.
To explain this peculiarity–
Typing was a waste of time.
Fu Yanzhi ignored everyone's surprise and looked down at histhe mobile phone that was vibrating again.
Ji Qingying: [When will you go back? ]
Fu Yanzhi: [Tomorrow. ]
Ji Qingying: [Then can I invite you for a meal to eat tomorrow?
After sending it, Ji Qingying did not give him the opportunity and time to refuse or even give a proper response, and continued to send,: [It's too late, Doctor Fu rest early, we'll see you tomorrow, good night.
Fu Yanzhi paused, deleted the two words he had just typed, and turned off the phone.
Early the next morning.
Ji Qingying had gotten up early.
She glanced at the phone time on the phone's screen, took a set of sportswear, and put on it, and went to the hotel gym.
She knew Fu Yanzhi's routine very well. Apart from working overtime and getting rest, this person set a fixed time for fitness training every day.
And he liked morning jogs very much.
If Ji Qingying's estimation was correct, Fu Yanzhi should be in the gym right about now.
The hotel was quiet in the morning, and there were not many people in the gym.
As soon as Ji Qingying arrived at the door, she saw a familiar figure.
She walked straight over, showing her best smile: "Fu Yanzhi, Good morning."
When she called his name, her voice was lively and pleasant to hear.
Fu Yanzhi looked at the person who appeared suddenly and paused before giving a reply, "Morning."
Ji Qingying looked at him: "How long have you been here?"
Fu Yanzhi glanced back at her: "Twenty minutes."
"Oh."
Ji Qingying whispered: "So early."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
She also did not talk to Fu Yanzhi and turned on the next treadmill next to his to walk slowly.
Ji Qingying herself also maintained a schedule where she exercised three or four times a week. Although she was lazy, she still took the time to maintain her figure for the sake of those beautiful cheongsams.
After walking for about half an hour, the person next to her stopped.
Ji Qingying again stared and looked at him.
Fu Yanzhi turned his head and looked over: "What time do you need to go with the crew?"
Ji Qingying blinked: "Don't worry, I can go later."
Fu Yanzhi nodded.
Ji Qingying shut the treadmill and looked at him: "Are you going to have breakfast with Teacher Chen and the others?"
"No need."
Hearing that, Ji Qingying laughed: "Then can I ask you to have breakfast with me first?"
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Jiaochen
RomanceOFFLINE READING PURPOSE ONLY I'M NOT THE AUTHOR OR TRANSLATOR ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR AND TRANSLATOR Description Fu Yanzhi is a famous ice king in the Diyi Hospital. He is aloof, self-reliant, and just like a snowy mountain, no one co...