114) I want to pick you up
Chapter 114 I want to pick you up [Please book~Please vote~]
In fact, he was very angry this morning. There was a very important project that was messed up by the people below, and he has been holding meetings until now just to solve the problems they poked.
Fortunately, Yan Fuguang came back today, and there was at least one thing that could make him feel better.
"If you are very busy, you don't have to come in person. I can ask the company to..."
"I want to pick you up."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Yingzhou. There was a lot of fatigue in his eyes, but there was also more determination.
Now Yan Fuguang also guessed that the meeting he held in the morning was not very pleasant.
After looking at him quietly for a few seconds, she suddenly smiled and said, "Then let Mr. Ji be the driver for a while."
Runwu's silent understanding and tolerance made Ji Yingzhou feel comfortable even in his soul. He never felt that he needed to rely on, but now he found that he needed Yan Fuguang to be by his side.
The tacit understanding that could be achieved with just one look made him feel like he had found a treasure.
Ji Yingzhou turned his attention to Durian, who had been looking at him, and stretched out his hand to scratch its chin. He remembered that Yan Fuguang said that cats like this.
Sure enough, Durian narrowed his eyes and meowed, stretching his neck to wait for his further movements.
"It still remembers you."
"Um?"
Yan Fuguang looked at the strange harmony between one person and one cat, and explained: "Otherwise, it will feel that you are not qualified to serve it, and will not give you a chance to meet it."
"I didn't expect that I would have such an honor." Ji Yingzhou chuckled and said to Durian, "Then... I hope you can always remember me."
The Maybach finally started and gradually merged into the traffic leaving the airport.
"Are you going home directly, or are you going to Star Media?"
"Go home, Genting Tianji."
Ji Yingzhou had never thought of investigating Yan Fuguang's family background. This was the first time he knew where she lived.
Although I can't imagine what kind of family could raise a girl like Yan Fuguang, she is far from ordinary, so it is not surprising.
Ji Yingzhou's car was very stable, and this quietness reminded Yan Fuguang of everything he had experienced in the past six months.
I took the doctor to see her as soon as I knew she was injured. I had people deliver meals to her for half a year. I was worried that it would be inconvenient for her to carry durians, so I arranged a private plane. And now, even though I am very tired, I must come to pick her up in person...
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In this world for so many years, Yan Fuguang has received countless ill intentions and had countless preferences. Some preferences are even worthless than a city, a country, or a planet. However, there is no meaning of horizontal comparison in different time and space. Only sincerity can be used to describe it.
Always worth taking seriously.
And Yan Fuguang's "serious" approach is destined to surprise Ji Yingzhou.
Her clear voice suddenly sounded in the quiet car.
"Are you free tonight?"
Ji Yingzhou's hand on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.
He asked in as calm a voice as possible: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"I'll treat you to a meal and cook it myself."
Ji Yingzhou turned his head and glanced at Yan Fuguang, feeling his throat tightening. He didn't understand why Yan Fuguang suddenly wanted to cook in person, but since she asked, how could he say no.
"good!"
It's so strange sometimes. If this were said to another person, especially a very beautiful woman, he would probably filter out hundreds of thoughts, conspiracies, attempts, overestimating one's capabilities...words like these would instantly fill his mind.
.
But it was Yan Fuguang who said this.
He has always had a strange intuition that power probably has no effect on Yan Fuguang. Even if someone holds the African star on the Queen's scepter with both hands, she will not be moved at all.
So he never felt that everything he did was worthy of praise, he just tried to get close to her and get to know her.
Yan Fuguang's actions now seem to tell him that I have received your thoughts and am willing to respond.
How could he not be happy about this!
"It's not convenient for me to buy groceries by myself. What do you want to eat? I'll have someone deliver it to you now." Yan Fuguang raised his head and asked.
His tone was still calm, not at all as turbulent as Ji Yingzhou's heart.
"It's all good, you arrange it."
It didn't matter whether Yan Fuguang could cook or not, or what kind of non-human dishes he cooked, he liked it very much and was very happy.
Yan Fuguang chuckled lightly, said nothing, opened his phone and made his own selection.
It takes about an hour's drive from Hudong Airport to Genting Skyline. When Yan Fuguang got home, the food had already been delivered.
Ji Yingzhou never imagined that Yan Fuguang would invite him into her home so openly, and when he did come, there was no hesitation or discomfort at all.
Such a wonderful feeling allowed Ji Yingzhou to easily forget about his bad mood during the day.
The house is very large, which is very suitable for Yan Fuguang's free-spirited temperament.
A large amount of milky white base, occasionally dotted with a few pops of color, a unique style that completely isolates this place from the noise of the outside world.
There are many paintings hanging on the wall. Although Ji Yingzhou doesn't know much about art, this signature...
This is... Yan Huaizuo's signature?
As the most famous Chinese painter in the world and also the "most expensive living artist", he must have heard of Yan Huaizuo's name.
Yan Huaizuo, Yan Fuguang...
Ji Yingzhou turned around and glanced at the girl who was tidying up Durian's cat's nest.
Sensing his gaze, Yan Fuguang stood up and walked over.
The two stood side by side in front of a huge painting that was two meters high.
"Mr. Yan Huaizuo is your father?" Ji Yingzhou expressed his guess.
Yan Fuguang nodded and said with a smile: "Why, I didn't expect that?"
"I really didn't expect that there is a piece of your father's work in my old house. It was taken by my uncle as a birthday gift to the old man a few years ago."
Ji Yingzhou took a few steps back and admired the huge painting in front of him, which could be called a rare treasure.
"It's a pity that it's not as good as this one." Ji Yingzhou looked at Yan Fuguang and couldn't help but sigh, "It turns out that Mr. Yan's best works were all left to his daughter."
"If you want to see it, there are other rooms. Oh, by the way, help me pour the cat litter first. You can see it when you go through the door on the wall."
Although Yan Fuguang didn't come back for half a year, Mo Yun would arrange for people to come over regularly to clean it, and the cat litter and cat food that Yan Fuguang had purchased online were neatly placed in the storage room.
Durian was still exploring his new territory, and Ji Yingzhou, who was under command, only felt strangely satisfied.
After cleaning up, Ji Yingzhou came to the kitchen.
"Is there no problem with security here?"
It was only after he came here today that he realized that Yan Fuguang lived alone, and that the treasures in the house together were far more valuable than the house.
"Well, there is a set of independent monitoring and it is fully insured."
Yan Fuguang tucked the fallen hair behind her ears, "Don't worry, it's safe here."
Ji Yingzhou wanted to say how could he not worry, what if...
Ji Yingzhou stopped talking and Yan Fuguang raised his head. The worry in his eyes was so obvious.
"You really don't have to worry. The walls, doors and windows have all been reinforced, the monitoring software was written by me myself, and there is security arranged by my mother living downstairs. Can you rest assured now?"
Yan Fuguang's eyes were full of smiles.
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