Before Xu Ran left, he saw Song Guiyan coming out of the elevator and took the initiative to meet him, "Teacher Song, are you leaving so quickly?"

Song Guiyan was a little tired, and even smiled a little reluctantly. His fingers hanging beside him were frozen, "Just just told A Ke something, why didn't you leave?"

Xu Ran smiled embarrassedly, "I want to go back to the company and stay for a while."

"Then let's go with me, I'll go back to the company too." Song Guiyan smiled gently, but he didn't see the eyes. Even Xu Ran was so slow and unclear about the situation and could not realize his depression.

"Did you and Teacher Zhou know each other very early?" On the way back to the company, Xu Ran felt that the atmosphere in the car was too quiet and weird. Song Guiyan never made the scene cold, so Xu Ran took the initiative to speak.

Subconsciously, he felt that Song Guiyan would be happy to talk about things related to Zhou Shike.

Song Guiyan drove the car and replied with a smile, "Yes". Xu Ran thought that he would continue to remain silent after answering, but unexpectedly, Song Guiyan cleared his throat and slowly revealed his relationship with Zhou Shike.

"I met him in high school. Later, when I was in college, he transferred to Jiangcheng in his second year of high school, and then I went abroad again. We haven't seen each other for many years." Song Guiyan seemed to remember Zhou Shike's appearance when he was swaying in junior high school, and couldn't help but smile, "He is growing up now, and he is different at all."

Xu Ran didn’t know what Zhou Shike looked like before, but Zhou Shike was his senior, and everyone was interested in the gossip of his seniors. Xu Ran couldn’t help asking, “Why did Teacher Zhou go to Jiangcheng at that time? How great it is to be local, Mr. Zhou is so powerful.”

"It's time for rebellion," Song Guiyan said in a gentle tone, "In fact, he is also very rebellious now."

Xu Ran laughed and suddenly felt that Zhou Shike, who was not in the same world as them, had a little bit of fireworks.

"Teacher Song, has Teacher Zhou been single all the time? So is it now?" Xu Ran was very curious because most of the rich second generations like Zhou Shike on TV have devoted themselves to their family marriages.

The smile on the corner of Song Guiyan's mouth slowly faded and finally disappeared completely.

“Not single now.”

Xu Ran was stunned for a moment and was stunned. He didn't notice Song Guiyan's cold expression at all. He was surprised that he could not tell whether Teacher Zhou actually had a partner.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the snow in Jiangcheng is coming late. Jiangcheng, which has not snowed for several years, is full of energy this time, and the whole city is white.

Fu Simian was talking about cooperation with several men. To put it nicely, it was a win-win cooperation, but not nicely, it was because they were rushing to be with Fu Shi.

Because of this, they also mainly picked up what Fu Simian loved to hear at the dinner table.

I ate Japanese food, the steaming pot was rising with fog, the amount of sashimi was small, but the ingredients were rare and beautiful.

Fu Simian picked up a piece of Arctic shell and chewed it a few times. Thinking that Zhou Shike liked sashimi, he could take him over to have a meal when he came.

The person sitting around the table noticed that Fu Simian's expression became gentle, and his heart, which had been hanging high, finally dropped.

It is not easy to get the opportunity to cooperate with the Fu family. Most of the cooperation between the Fu family is now in talks with foreign countries. The cooperation that can be negotiated with the domestic ones is either because the other party is really worthy of and has some strength, or it is just a patriotic and family-loving feeling. It depends on your good intentions and is willing to give it a try.

The current ruler of Fu's family is a man living among the people. He does not often appear in the public eye. There are very few photos and videos about him. Instead, his Zhao Xu appears more often.

The man wearing glasses had a cold eyebrows and delicate facial features, like a medieval sculpture. He occasionally said a word or laughed occasionally, and looked gentle and looked like a mask on his face.

The scar that everyone noticed at the lower jaw did not affect his nobleness and arrogance at all.

As the best child in the family and then cultivated to become an heir, the noble and elegant nature has been engraved in Fu Simian's bones, and it cannot be affected by external appearance.

"I heard that Mr. Fu is still single now?" The man sitting opposite Fu Simian was in his thirties, slightly fat, and his eyes were gone when he smiled. When he faced Fu Simian, his attitude was more natural than others.

Fu Simian wrapped a piece of freshly burned beef in the egg liquid, "No."

When he said that it was not two words, Fu Simian couldn't help laughing. He found that when he was together at that time, he would answer this way every time he asked. Every time he answered, he found that he loved Zhou Shike one more point.

Lu Xiaochen said "wow" from the bottom of his heart.

Few people know that Fu Simian is not single. Fu Simian is not a person who can bring private matters out and promote it everywhere. In addition, he has never been married and has never heard of any ambiguous love between him and any young master and girl. Therefore, the outside manager thought: Fu Simian was single.

It's still the kind of self-disciplined, and I'm holding a rich and handsome single who can eat for several lifetimes.

The river in Jiangcheng is their saliva that they coveted at Fu Simian.

Lu Xiaochen is very popular in the circle, and he knows all kinds of people. It is estimated that after tonight, "Fu Simian already has a partner, please stop coveting" will spread all over the night.

Love at this age is not the love in youth. People in their twenties are about getting married.

"Oh?" Lu Xiaochen was so curious, but he still had to control his expression. "What kind of person is he?"

Fu Simian was about to open his mouth, but thought of Zhou Shike's identity, put down his chopsticks, and smiled gently, "It's not convenient to inform."

Lu Xiaochen was stunned for a moment again.

Regardless of men and women, except for work and hobbies, there are always a few topics to talk about, and there is nothing to avoid, they are all words at the table.

But Fu Simian didn't seem to think so.

Fu Simian, is this protecting his object?

Lu Xiaochen found that Fu Simian didn't seem to talk about this topic anymore, so he turned his head to look out the door, "It's so heavy snow."

Fu Simian's gaze also moved out, "Yes, rare."

Jiangcheng is a city that seems gentle but very warm. It falls heavily in snow, like a passionate love poem.

After the meal, it was already ten o'clock.

Fu Simian stood up and saw a brief dizziness in front of him. The wine in this restaurant is good, and A Ke should also like it.

"You can talk to Zhao Xu about the specific matters in the future." Fu Simien opened the door and went out, and the waiter handed over his coat.

Lu Xiaochen and several others stood and watched Fu Simian leave. After Fu Simian left, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, opened their collars, and collapsed on the ground.

"Huh, Fu Simian looks young and speaks so hard."

"The younger generation is terrifying."

This place is quite close to where Fu Simian lives. Fu Simian asked the driver to drive the car back, and he wanted to take a walk.

The snow fell on her body, and the young man in a coat walked in the heavy snow. From far to close, it looked like an oil painting.

The glasses were stained with snow, which affected the vision a little. Fu Simian took off his glasses and put them in his right pocket. During this action, he was swooped from behind. He was very powerful. I don’t know how much he trusted Fu Simian to catch him. Fu Simian staggered forward a few steps and did stand firmly to catch him.

"Zhao Xu said you are here, I'll come right here as soon as I get off the plane."

Fu Simien turned around, staring at Zhou Shike who had emerged from somewhere in a deep look. He paused and said helplessly: "Why is it such a late flight?"

"Next time, I'll pick you up, huh?" Fu Simian said, suddenly remembering that he had gone to the airport to pick up Zhou Shike in a very few times. He was always very busy and always felt that there was no need to waste this time, but now he could say "I'll pick you up" smoothly and naturally.

In those years, A Ke arrived in Jiangcheng very late. When the plane landed, he looked at the empty dark road and dragged his suitcase alone, did he blame himself for never going to the airport to pick him up?

Zhou Shike was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly.

The snow fell heavily, and soon it fell on both of them, and their hair fell white. Fu Simien raised her hand and took off her scarf and gently wrapped it around Zhou Shike's neck.

"I called the driver to pick it up." He took the suitcase in Zhou Shiye's hand very naturally.

"No, let's have a walk." Zhou Shike recognized the road. The place where he and Fu Simian had lived were very close. He thought for a while and asked, "Where are you still living?"

"Otherwise?" Fu Simian smiled, "You haven't come back, I won't go anywhere."

Zhou Shike seemed to have never expected that Fu Simian would say such straightforward words now. He blinked his eyes and his ears slowly heated up. He could feel that its temperature was getting higher and higher without reaching out to touch it. When it hits snow, it was so cold that it was so cold.

Fu Simien dragged the suitcase with one hand and held Zhou Shike's with the other. His body temperature was always low, so he held Zhou Shike's hand and put it into the left pocket of the coat.

The cold circle on his little finger was the ring he gave to Zhou Shike. After several repairs, it was still the same as before.

It was cold and there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, but any pedestrian passing by would linger on the side for Zhou Shike Fu Simian.

There are few couples with excellent height and outstanding temperament, not to mention that the slightly taller ones can make their debut directly. Although the young man wearing a black down jacket is covered with tightness and cannot see his face clearly, he can still feel the handsomeness coming towards him. This is an intuition.

"Hey, Mr. Fu!" A black Mercedes-Benz drove over the road beside him and stopped steadily beside the two of them. Lu Xiaochen's head was poked out of the car window with the cold wind on his head.

His expression froze when he saw the person next to Fu Simian.

Lu Xiaochen's gaze slowly went down and saw that the person next to Fu Simian was holding his hand in Fu Simian's pocket. What should he do now? Pretend to see nothing? Because Fu Simian didn't seem to want someone to know his partner before.

Also, Fu Simian's partner was actually a man! He thought that people like Fu Simian would like gentle and cute girls!

Fu Simian nodded at Lu Xiaochen.

Lu Xiaochen's head was still outside the car window. He hesitated for a moment and said carefully: "You and your boyfriend are really compatible."

Lu Xiaochen firmly believes that he is absolutely right.

Fu Simian smiled, said nothing, and turned his head to look at Zhou Shike beside him.

Zhou Shike was wearing a scarf and couldn't see his face clearly, "Thank you."

"Then... Then I'll leave first. Mr. Fu, you and your partner will go home early to rest!" Lu Xiaochen shrank his head and waved at them.

As the car drove away, Lu Xiaochen's vision was not successfully withdrawn. If he read correctly, the scarf he had worn on Mr. Fu's neck was now on his partner?

He looked at the two people walking on the sidewalk from the rearview mirror. He had to say that they were really a perfect match. Not only in appearance, there were many things that Lu Xiaochen could not describe and express in words, but also made him feel that the two were incredibly compatible.

He thought blankly that the snow in Jiangcheng was really beautiful.

Zhou Shike leaned in the elevator, pulled his hand out of Fu Simien's pocket, and yawned lazily.

"It's very sleepy?" Fu Simian looked at him.

"Fortunately," Zhou Shike took off his hat and scarf and held it in his hand. "I have been busy with work these two days and haven't slept much, but I often do this and I'm used to it."

Fu Simian nodded and said nothing.

The house was the same as Zhou Shike when he left, and the furniture was not changed. Fu Simian found a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and walked to the kitchen to pour water for Zhou Shike.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Simian handed him the water. Zhou Shike was already thirsty and sipped it all with a cup.

"Not hungry," Zhou Shike threw himself on the sofa, subconsciously trying to lie down like at home, "I ate bread on the plane."

Without turning on the main light in the living room, Fu Simien turned on a few on the wall, and the goose yellow lights enveloped Zhou Shike.
To be continued...