Feng Wan swiped her card to pay, and as soon as she left the shop, she threw the items on Bai Chuanyao's face.
"Repay the money!"
The suit and necklace almost maxed out her credit card.
Bai Chuanyao took out the necklace and handed it to her: "Here."
Feng Wan: "I want money!"
"A gift for you." Bai Chuanyao put the box into her bag, "Of course I will give you the money, but you have to accompany me to a place the day after tomorrow."
Anyway, Bai Chuanyao knew her virtue, so Feng Wan didn't bother to pretend.
"Are you sick? If you are sick, go for treatment and take medicine! Do you really think that others are just like you and fart every day? Apart from work, I still have a lot of things to do. I don't have time to play house with a little kid like you!"
"Little boy?" Bai Chuanyao snorted and raised his eyebrows: "The day after tomorrow, you accompany me to a place and I will let you know what a real man is!"
Ah! Will the three words of a real man appear in the mouth of a real man?
Feng Wan didn't bother to talk to him: "Transfer the money to me throu bank. WeChat or Alipay is not accepted."
"Why?"
"Because there is a handling fee for cash withdrawal!" After that, she turned and left, not wanting to wait a minute.
"Elder sister!"
His voice was loud and drew the eyes of pedestrians around him. Feng Wan frowned and looked back impatiently.
"Click!" The sound of shutter pressing.
When Bai Chuanyao arrived home humming a song, Fu Yiming was in his pajamas still awkwardly learning to tie in the mirror.
"Do you still know to come back?" Fu Yiming's cold eyes were cast at him, and he suddenly stopped.
Bai Chuanyao is dressed in a straight suit, and the tie around his neck is very familiar.
"Where have you been?" he asked.
Bai Chuanyao shook the shopping bag: "I told you I was buying clothes."
"With whom?"
"I won't tell you." Bai Chuanyao pretended to be mysterious. He changed his shoes and walked to the living room to put the shopping bag and mobile phone on the coffee table.
"Secretary Feng?" Fu Yiming caught a glimpse of his mobile phone screen when it suddenly lit up, and his guess was verified.
His screen saver is a picture taken casually. The crowd in the background was surging, and everyone's eyes were on the place where the camera is directly aimed.
In a familiar high ponytail and professional attire, Feng Wan was frowning and her red lips pursed slightly, as if she was gnawing her teeth. Her eyes were vicious, but inexplicable...
"Cute, isn't it?" Bai Chuanyao said his heartfelt voice.
Fu Yiming recovered. He rolled up the tie, stuffed it into the storage box, turned around and said to Bai Chuanyao: "If you don't honestly go to the company to work, I might consider packing you and sending you back to your mother."
"I see!" Bai Chuanyao responded and asked smoothly, "When will you let Feng Wan come to work?"
Feng Wan? Oh, he didn't even call 'sister'? It seems that they had a very happy day.
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Provoking Fire
Romance[STORY NOT MINE. FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY.] Rumor has it that Fu Yiming, president of Fu Group, is cold, ruthless, and extremely strict with his subordinates. But Feng Wan has been his secretary for five years. Until one day, Feng Wan was i...
