C21 Is It Worth Feeling Sorry for Him

"Can you pull it?"

Jiang Wang Shu's forehead was covered in sweat. His face was red and hot, and he wanted to reach out and help, but he accidentally pressed a button to adjust his seat and suddenly fell down.

"It's done."

Fu Yuan pulled his seat belt out just in time, and with a turn of his face, the man disappeared.

Jiang Wenshu looked at him blankly. "I …" I accidentally encountered it. "

"Get up." He held out his hand to help her up.

Jiang Wangshu hesitated for a moment before he stretched out his hand. The other person exerted a little more force, and she was pulled up. As she did so, she fell into his arms, pressing against his left chest. She could hear the beating of his body.

"It's getting late. Let's go." In a split-second, she reacted by quickly dodging. Pulling on her seat belt, she quickly turned her head to look out the window. Her neck was red at the base of her ears.

Fu Yuan started the car again, but his face was still calm as if nothing had happened. He waited until the car got on the highway and explained, "Last time, I followed up with someone and sent it to Yang Qing for repair, it probably wasn't fixed."

Ten minutes had passed before Jiang Wangshu's face turned red again. His ears and face were burning with an unspeakable heat.

"What do you think as you drive? Why would they follow others? "

He said it was because he was smoking that he "didn't put the brakes on."

"It's time for you to quit smoking. You're already this old, you have to think about your own body."

Fu Yu An laughed. "My age? How old am I? "

Jiang Wenshu seriously argued, "People like you are about to leave for Three, especially people like you, who often stay up late to work. Sometimes you even have to go out to socialize, sing at meals, drink wine, and smoke as if you were drinking water.

He looked down at his belly. He went to the gym three times a week and worked out at home when he was free. There were six pieces of abs under his shirt, so he couldn't imagine what it looked like.

"Don't take it lightly. Right now, you think that it's nothing. Just wait a few more years and you'll regret it."

She was the one who kept the heads and heads of the people as she spoke. She was a person who she couldn't even take care of herself. Even though she said those words, she didn't feel the least bit out of place.

"I know what I'm doing."

Jiang Wangshu saw that he didn't take her words to heart at all. Since she wasn't going to listen, then why waste her breath? She might as well just sleep in peace.

When he woke up, he had already arrived at his destination. Fu Yu An stopped his car and prepared to wake her up, but someone beside him suddenly asked, "Where is this place?"

"Meals place. Come down and eat first. I'll send you back for dinner."

She had had a good lunch, but she wasn't really hungry yet, but they were already at the door of the restaurant and would starve in the evening, so she decided to eat a little.

The restaurant wasn't very big. Yu Wen Li ordered five or six dishes, and the waiter quickly served them all. Jiang Wangshu took a sip, and surprisingly, the taste was very good.

Fu Yu An poured her a cup of tea, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I wasn't the one who told your mother about Chen Mo. "Yes."

"I know." Jiang Wenshu finally understood. "So many of my classmates know about me and him. There's only one living in the same district, but that's all I know. It's no big deal."

He asked again, "You're not sad at all?"

Jiang Wenshu looked at him. "Are you sad for him? Is it worth it? "

This was the first reason. Secondly, she did not have any deep feelings for Chen Mo himself, and the reason why she agreed to stay with him was because she wanted to give it a try.

However, the moment she had a little bit of feelings for him, she was already able to see his leg being chopped off. She couldn't be sad, but when she thought back, she felt disgusted.

Halfway through her meal, Fu Yuan called. Jiang Wenshu, who was sitting across from him, could faintly hear a woman's voice. She pretended that she couldn't hear him and continued to eat, only to hear him reply, "No need. I'm eating right now."

"With a friend."

"It's a woman."

"We'll talk about it another day."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up, Jiang Wangshu did not ask who it was, nor did he explain. After they went out to settle the bill, Yu An asked, "Should I send you off?"

It was still some distance away from where she lived, and it was not a good time to take a taxi. She nodded and gave her street address.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Wenshu stopped at the side of the street. Bags and handfuls of things were piled up in his hands.

"I'll send you up." Fu Yuan suggested, "Don't worry, as long as you don't want to leave, I won't force you to move out."

She hesitated for a moment as she weighed the bag in her hand, then shook her head and said, "It's not necessary, it's only two steps. It's getting late, you should hurry up and return. Thank you for sending me back. Goodbye."

She still remembered how she used to call him 'brother-in-law' before. She didn't even know when or how she stopped addressing him. It was as if she was trying to avoid him.