Chapter 11 Burning Passion
Chapter 11 Burning Passion
Yuan Xin grasped the railing and carefully looked at this photo. The child on it really looked like Yuan Min, but his expression was very impatient, but he was especially cute because of the female attire.
Yuan Xin couldn't help imagining Yuan Min's appearance in a princess dress, and immediately felt a deep sense of guilt. His family's Yuan Min has such a sensitive personality, if he was dressed as a woman, he would definitely leave a psychological shadow.
Mr. Fu can still take out this kind of photos, which shows that his psychological quality is too strong.
Yuan Xin carefully kept the photos, and then thought of Yuan Min's recognition of his father. For some reason, he suddenly gained confidence. He felt...Mr. Fu should be able to handle it, right?
After get off work the next day, Yuan Xin took the subway to the downstairs of Yi's Group, but Mr. Fu hadn't finished get off work yet, so he sent a text message to Mr. Fu, saying that he was waiting for him at the coffee shop.
This coffee shop has a private environment, but Yuan Xin asked the waiter to prepare a box considering Mr. Fu's identity. He ordered a cup of tea for himself and waited nervously for Mr. Fu to come.
The identity of the other party really made him very nervous, afraid that it would be difficult to get along with him, and there would be a gap between the three views.
Ten minutes later, Mr. Fu hurried over. He apologized in a low voice, and then sat opposite Yuan Xin.
Yuan Xin quickly put down the book and sat upright.
The waiter followed him in and asked him, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"
Fu Shaohui said: "Bring me a cup of coffee, just order it casually."
The waiter recommended a medium-priced one to him, and Fu Shaohui hummed.Yuan Xin over there was a little surprised. He thought that Mr. Fu had to grind it fresh, and that the coffee beans were all cat shit coffee.
Fu Shaohui saw what he was thinking, and smiled at him: "I also drink instant coffee, and I worked abroad when I was young, and I can cook simple Western food."
Yuan Xin was a little embarrassed: "You are really amazing."
Fu Shaohui probably didn't expect what he was so good at, he looked at Yuan Xin and smiled with his lips curled up.
Yuan Xin was even more embarrassed, her ears turned red.
The waiter saw the needle and said, "You two, it's dinner time now, do you want to order food?"
Yuan Xin was taken aback, he didn't even think about the problem of dinner, so he just found a coffee shop and came in. When the waiter reminded him, Yuan Xin was afraid that Mr. Fu would not be used to simple meals.
However, Fu Shaohui followed suit and asked Yuan Xin to look at the menu, and the two each ordered another set meal. During this period, Yuan Xin kept observing Fu Shaohui's expression and found that he really adapted to this environment.
It turns out that rich people are also down-to-earth. Yuan Xin remembered that there is a rich person on the Internet who likes to eat skewers. In fact, everyone is similar, right?
Yuan Xin felt relieved, and after the waiter left, she sat upright and asked, "Mr. Fu, what do you want to know?"
Fu Shaohui smiled again. Yuan Xin felt that he liked to laugh and was easy to get along with, and added: "As long as you want to know, I will try my best to tell you."
Fu Shaohui said thank you. His eyes are beautiful, and when he smiles, his noble air seems to be floating, and he is much more approachable.
"What's Xiao Min's personality like? What would he like when we go out to play tomorrow?"
Yuan Xin: "He has a very quiet personality and is sensitive to people. I think he doesn't like to be noisy, and he doesn't like to move too much at home. He doesn't look like a child."
Fu Shaohui hummed: "Then I'll arrange an event that suits him. It's fine if there are a lot of people, and we can talk a lot."
Yuan Xin nodded.
Fu Shaohui held back his laughter and asked again: "Then what do you like?"
Yuan Xin didn't expect him to ask himself, he was stunned for a moment, Fu Shaohui explained: "Have you forgotten? We have to pretend to be friends, and we must get to know each other. I am a casual person, but I am not good at eating spicy food."
Yuan Xin immediately said: "I can eat spicy food, but I hate bitter melon."
At this time, the waiter brought them coffee and set meals and put them on the table.
Fu Shaohui continued the conversation, and hummed: "I'm usually very busy at work, and I hardly have much personal time, so I'm considered a workaholic. My only hobby after get off work is to drink some red wine by myself. What about you?"
Yuan Xin thought for a while and said, "I... I seem to often work overtime too. When I'm not working, I can draw some illustrations and earn some extra money."
He added: "I have been drawing since elementary school, but in college I studied design in order to better find a job."
Fu Shaohui asked many more questions, and Yuan Xin answered them obediently. They also ate very slowly. Yuan Xin felt that he had said everything he had to say this week. When he saw that the time was almost 9 o'clock.
He thought about it, and apologized to Fu Shaohui, "I'm sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."
Fu Shaohui smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Of course, Yuan Xin didn't just go to the bathroom when he came out. He went to the bar to settle the bill. Although Fu Shaohui was rich, he felt that he hadn't done what he agreed to, so it was okay to invite him to dinner.
As a result, the girl at the bar said: "Your bill has been paid first, and the gentleman has already paid the deposit before going in."
Yuan Xin was speechless.
It was not easy for him to fight with Fu Shaohui for the checkout, so he went to the bathroom resentfully, but when he passed the corridor, he heard two waiters chatting, one of them said: "Both of the guests at 108 are so handsome, do you know why they are here?" Is it? It's actually a blind date!"
The female voice was particularly excited.
Yuan Xin couldn't help but think back to the conversation between the two, it was really like a blind date.
He hurried away quickly, his face burning a little.
But after thinking about it, they feel that their conversation is very normal. Tomorrow, if they want to take Yuan Min out to play, they should really find out about each other's hobbies first.But thinking about Mr. Fu's proposal of getting married, he felt that the conversation today was weird?
Mr. Fu wouldn't still be planning to get married, would he?Yuan Xin wondered, and felt that it was not impossible, but he kept an eye on it.
After returning to the private room, Mr. Fu wisely stopped pestering Yuan Xin, and said, "I'm driving, to take you home?"
Yuan Xin's home is two hours away from here, and the road is much slower than the subway, plus what the waiter said just now, he subconsciously refused: "No, it's too much trouble for you, I'll go home faster by taking the subway."
Fu Shaohui shook his head and said it was not troublesome, but he was not too enthusiastic. Instead, he said, "Then I will pick you up at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Is this okay?"
Of course this is possible.
Yuan Xin agreed, but at the same time felt that he was thinking too much. Mr. Fu obviously cared more about his son and was just being polite to him.
It was already late at home, Yuan Xin told Yuan's mother about taking Yuan Min to meet Mr. Fu tomorrow, Yuan's mother was actually not very happy, but there was no way to stop it, so Yuan Xin could only keep an eye on it.
Yuan Xin nodded.
It was very late today, Yuan Xin was very tired after a busy day, took a quick shower and went back to the living room to sleep on the sofa.He has been under a lot of pressure recently. He has been the "director" for a long time, and he feels backache and backache while sleeping on the sofa, which is very uncomfortable.
But even so, Yuan Xin couldn't help but took out his phone, found the photo that Mr. Fu sent him today in the dark space, and zoomed in with his fingers to take a closer look.
The more he looked, the more he looked like Yuan Min.
At this time, the phone beeped, and Yuan Xin saw that it was Mr. Fu's message, so she wrote a few words [Are you home? 】
In fact, the time must have come, and he must have been lying down to sleep. Yuan Xin thought that Mr. Fu's question was really incompetent, but he still politely replied [Here, I am ready to sleep. 】
Fu Shaohui [Excuse me, I want to bring a friend there tomorrow, is that okay? 】
Yuan Xin wondered who he was taking, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, so he replied yes.
Fu Shaohui quickly said, [Okay, then I will pick you and Xiao Min up at 8 o'clock tomorrow. 】
【Good night. 】
Yuan Xin answered yes, and wanted to send Mr. Fu a good night, but today, Mr. Fu invited him to dinner and asked him if he was home so late. Yuan Xin felt that he should not be too stiff, so he copied the expression that the little lion often used .
He sent a message to Mr. Fu【Good night (* ̄︶ ̄)】
On the other end, Fu Shaohui bit a stomach medicine, held the phone and smiled softly.
【See you tomorrow】
When these words were sent out, Fu Shaohui didn't expect them to meet tonight.
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