195 “Quick Wear: I Just Want to Get White” 197: The Domineering Boss’s Little Wife (Thirty-nine)
byAfter changing her shoes, Su Yan walked over and was about to sit down at the other end of the sofa. Seeing that something was wrong, Fu Xin’er hurriedly pushed her a few steps towards Huo Zhi and pulled her to sit down. When she sat down, she accidentally squeezed Huo Zhi. She immediately moved away. When she looked at Huo Zhi, she found that he didn’t seem to be paying attention.
On the other side of the phone, Secretary Lin asked for instructions again: “Mr. Huo, do you follow this plan?”
Huo Zhi seemed to be listening to the phone seriously, but in fact, she had already focused on Su Yan. She stared at Dok for a long time. She was unwilling to sit next to him. When she sat down, she pressed the corner of his clothes…
He stood up and walked towards the stairs. Doc followed him step by step. Huo Zhi turned around and glanced at Su Yan, gesturing to Doc to stay. Doc listened to him and looked at him aggrievedly as he went upstairs. He walked around the stairs with his head raised, hoping that he would come down early.
After arriving in the study, Huo Zhicai said: “Report again.”
“Ah?” Secretary Lin was stunned for a moment. Was the boss just… distracted?However, he quickly reacted and re-reported it calmly.
Su Yan liked the well-behaved Dok the more she looked at it, and couldn’t help but walk over. Dok did not object to her approach. She tentatively touched its head. Not only did it not move away, but it even rubbed her hand comfortably.Su Yan’s heart softened into a puddle, and she moved back and forth on its beautiful white hair several times.
Su Yan successfully turned Doke to the sofa, and Fu Xin’er also came over to play with her, “Doke, shake hands.”
Doc lazily stretched out his paw and put it on her hand. Su Yan also stretched out her hand to hold it. He put his paw on her hand again, and Su Yan took the opportunity to squeeze its small pads.
When Fu Zhicheng was still at the door, he heard a cheerful “Dock, kiss!” coming from inside. The voice was young, full of vigor, but also unfamiliar. It was probably the legendary cousin-in-law.
“I’m back.” He opened the door and walked in, looking at the unfamiliar figure first. He had been curious about this cousin for a long time.She was playing a head-to-head game with her dog when she heard the sound at the door and looked over curiously.
Fu Zhicheng had already put on a sunny smile, intending to leave a good impression on his cousin, but when he saw Su Yan’s appearance clearly, the words “cousin” stuck in his throat, and he was shocked and speechless.
Su Yan looked over naturally. The boy at the door was handsome and tall. His orange T-shirt made his fair complexion stand out. His backpack was casually draped on his shoulders. He should be the type that girls in school would like.But Su Yan felt as if she had seen her before somewhere. After a while, she remembered it and said in surprise: “It’s you!”
Fu Zhicheng stiffened his face, tightened his grip on the bag strap, and nodded stiffly.
“Hey, have you met before?” Fu Xin’er looked at his brother curiously, but found that his face was not good, and asked worriedly: “What’s wrong with you?”
Realizing that they were all looking at him, Fu Zhicheng said in a daze: “Sister…cousin, I’m a little uncomfortable. Let’s go and take a rest first.”
Fu Xin’er saw that her brother had forgotten to change his shoes and was walking past them as if he was sleepwalking. She couldn’t help but ask, “Do you want to take medicine?”
Fu Zhicheng waved his hand, and Su Yan’s deliberately lowered voice came from behind him: “Is he okay?”
How he wanted to answer: He has something to do!His heart was broken… The girl he looked forward to meeting again every day and couldn’t forget after seeing her once was his cousin-in-law, which was sad and embarrassing.He walked into the room and threw himself on the bed. Thinking of the many times he had waited in the bookstore, he squeezed out a tear to commemorate his first love that ended before it even started.
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