Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

chapter 929
Su Shihan felt Fu Yehan's concern, and she stretched out her hands to caress Fu Yehan's back to comfort him.

"You don't like him, I know it, I never thought about being with him again, so don't be angry."

"Zhou Haoyu is just an insignificant person. Just now, he managed to disgust me."

Su Shihan's voice was mellow, delicate and soft, with a sense of coaxing interest, and after listening to it, her brows relaxed.

Fu Yehan let go of Su Shihan slightly.

"I'll vent my anger on you."

His eyes were calm, and his slightly cool fingertips gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look up. He locked her eyes tightly, and asked her calmly: "Shihan, tell me, is he Which hand touched you?"

Su Shihan blinked her eyes, slightly stunned.

She talked a lot, and even explained the details to Fu Yehan clearly, but Fu Yehan didn't seem to focus on the main point.

She had nothing to do with Zhou Haoyu, Zhou Haoyu's touching her hand was just an accident that she couldn't avoid, and she didn't have a good look towards Zhou Haoyu during the whole process.

This week Haoyu is like a dog skin plaster that can't be shaken off, he really lingers, even if he is injured or disabled, he still doesn't give up to pester her.

However, no matter how difficult the dog skin plaster is, it cannot escape the bad luck of being discarded.

Now that she and Fu Yehan have talked to this point, it can be regarded as an open, Su Shihan thought that this matter has been exposed.

But Fu Yehan stared at her indifferently. There was an extremely dangerous aura in his question, and the hostility spreading from the bottom of his heart was even stronger. Su Shihan knew that he was not targeting her, but Zhou Haoyu.

It seems that Zhou Haoyu's life will not be easy in the future.

Since he asked, then she answered, she didn't have to feel guilty, there was nothing she could not say: "It was Zhou Haoyu who touched me with his right hand."

"Very good." Fu Yehan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were as cold as torches, and there was a bit of gnashing of anger hidden in his words, it was not difficult to hear that he was angry.

It's just that he was indeed angry, but he restrained himself.

"Since he doesn't want this hand anymore, he won't need it in the future." Fu Yehan made the final decision, but he made this decision in an instant.

Perhaps Zhou Haoyu would not have expected that just because of Fu Yehan's innocuous words would set the tone for his future life of hardship and misery.

Su Shihan listened, concentrating on the meaning of Fu Yehan's words.

But before Su Shihan could figure it out, Fu Yehan pulled her to sit on the sofa together: "Let's eat."

He was calm and breezy, and his face returned to his usual cold and indifferent look.

With regard to Zhou Haoyu's matter, Fu Yehan had already made up his mind anyway, so Su Shihan simply put it behind him, stopped thinking about it, and started enjoying lunch with Fu Yehan.

"Yehan, you are busy with work and get hungry easily, so eat more." Su Shihan picked up several pieces of fresh and fragrant meat and a few chopsticks of green vegetables for Fu Yehan, and told him to eat more.

With Su Shihan serving him food, Fu Yehan was also very happy.

Fu Yehan fully accepted Su Shihan's initiative.

"Don't patronize me, you can eat too." Fu Yehan put the pickled fish in Su Shihan's bowl, and said in a hoarse voice.

This meal, Su Shihan ate happily physically and mentally.

The dishes and chopsticks were cleaned by Fu Yehan.

Fu Yehan stood by the sink, washing the dishes.

Su Shihan looked at the dazzling tall figure bathed in the sun, her heart fluttered slightly, she smiled slightly, moved her feet, and walked over lightly.

Like the vines tightly wrapped around the trunk, from behind, Su Shihan wrapped around Fu Yehan's waist.

(End of this chapter)