"Dong Wenying took a sick leave today due to a cold, she will be back to work normally tomorrow."
Lately, it has been cold, and many in the company have caught a cold, with quite a few taking sick leave, which is quite ordinary.
Fu Shihan nodded to acknowledge, then asked her to leave, planning to work overtime before heading home.
Su Wanxin is not around, and besides work, he doesn’t know what else brings him joy. Even when Lu Ci and the others asked him out, he was too lazy to bother.
Lu Ci describes his workaholic spirit as: Karma.
With Su Wanxin gone, Fu Shihan couldn’t show off anymore. He used to speak surprisingly often, about how he had nothing in common with the singles.
Now, look, he’s become one of the dogs, hasn’t he?
In the blink of an eye, it’s already the twelfth lunar month, with just over half a month left until the New Year, and Su Wanxin has already been back in the Empire for a week.
During this time, the number of phone calls between them...not even one hand—no, three fingers could count them.
Fu Shihan worked till past eleven, then drove back to the old house. These past few days, he has been staying back at the old manor, thinking that being around more people might make him feel less pitiful.
Grandpa recently came over, initially planning to see his great-grandson and to spend the New Year here. But unexpectedly, he heard the news that Su Wanxin had returned and even took his precious great-grandson with her.
The old man was very upset and threw a temper. Fu Shihan did not take it seriously, nor did he understand what there was to be upset about.
His girlfriend took his son back home for the New Year, yet didn’t even bother to call him. Shouldn’t he be the one upset, why would it be someone else’s turn?
By the time he got home, it was already half past midnight. He went straight upstairs to shower, not needing to go to the office so early the next day, he stayed up a bit late, sent a message to Su Wanxin, and watched a movie while waiting for a reply.
Empire.
Su Wanxin took Yangyang to the horse ranch to play for half a day, feeling sore all over from riding, she collapsed on the sofa when she got home, not wanting to move at all.
She saw Fu Shihan’s message while chatting with Qi Ran. The topic of their conversation...
was about relationships.
"Wanwan, has Fu Shihan bothered you since you returned from the Imperial Capital?"
Before Su Wanxin could even respond, Su Yao already sneered, her attitude saying it all.
Su Wanxin lowered her eyelids, speaking softly: "It’s okay, wouldn’t say he’s bothering me, just often making his presence felt."
"Mom has already arranged for someone to help you look for a new place, you’ll move in when you get back."
Su Yao shook her head: "Mom, don’t bother. I think, no matter where you buy the new house, Fu Shihan could just follow and become a neighbor. The Imperial Capital is his turf after all, he’s rich and naive, he’d probably just buy wherever we buy!"
Qi Ran thought about Fu Shihan previously coming over for dinner, calling out ’Mom’, he felt that this is definitely something he could do, his brow furrowed tightly, unable to think of a countermeasure for a while.
Su Wanxin sneakily glanced at her mother’s displeased face, feeling her heart sinking bit by bit. After a long silence, she spoke softly, "Mom, actually, I think he’s not too bad."
She couldn’t help but speak up for him after all.
Fu Shihan truly wasn’t bad, at least towards her.
Hearing this, Qi Ran became wary. "What’s good about him? Smooth talker, aside from a good-looking face and strong work competence, what else is good?"
Su Wanxin: "..."