Chapter 52 If Not For This Face

f drunk"Fu Yan suddenly raised his lips, "I've never been drunk."“...”The car arrived at the hotel, Fu Yan Shi put on his windbreaker and returned to the suite. He looked around, there was only himsel...Chapter 52: If Not for This Face

Hey, little buddy

Seeing Xu Qinghuan's surprise, the proprietress raised an eyebrow. "Turns out you didn't know! I thought he was making these requests specifically for you."

After all, back then, the only person who would stay for evening self-study and then come eat hot noodles was her.

"It shouldn't be because of me."

She couldn't believe that anyone would have treated her like this back in middle school.

After chatting with the proprietress about the changes at school for a while, Xu Qinghuan didn't want to keep them from going home to rest, so she packed up the hot noodles and took them away.

As she left the shop, she saw Fu Yan at the opposite side of the road waiting for her.

He didn't go into the shop, he just stood there and took a drag of his cigarette.

"Have you ever been here before"

He's a rich young master, he should disdain eating this kind of food that only ordinary people would eat.

"Been here before." Fu Yanshi pinched out his cigarette butt, then casually took the takeout bag from her hand and continued walking beside her.

Xu Qinghuan slightly raised her head, "Hmm"

"I'm not as noble as you think."

Although the Fu family was indeed wealthy at the time, it was far from its current level of prosperity.

What do you think of his cooking

"It's okay, I've been eating it for two months straight."

This really came as a surprise to Xu Qinghuan, she covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, “Let me tell you a secret, I secretly worked here for two months in middle school! Luckily I’m tall, no one discovered that I was child labor, otherwise I would have truly let down their couple! Back then, it was still me begging them to take me in.”

Fu Yan shi raised his lips slightly, listening quietly as she spoke of past events.

They walked and chatted all the way until they reached the hotel they had booked in advance. The instant noodles in their bags were already soggy, but Xu Qinghuan still tasted them.

"As expected, it's still the same taste as I remember."

She still wanted to take another bite, but Fu Yanshi took it away.

"Don't eat it, it's already cold, it's not good for your stomach."

He seems to be, very concerned about his stomach problem.

Xue Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, feeling that Xia Wan'yu must also have a stomach problem, which is why Fu Yanshi always reminded her.

It wasn't that she always deliberately thought of Xia Wan'yu, it was just that every time she faced Fu Yan when he cared about her, Xu Qinghuan's mind would be filled with his tattoo on his collarbone, the password to his home, and Xia Wan'yu's intimate calls of "Yan Shi" over and over again.

"Hungry"

Fu Yan saw that she wasn't speaking, and thought it was because he had taken her noodles. So he said softly, "I'll have my assistant bring over some food."

"Never mind! I just bought this bowl of noodles on a whim." She got up and pulled the pajamas from beside the bed, "I'm going to take a shower."

Xu Qinghuan hurriedly walked into the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt an unexplainable irritability.

She suddenly hated her own face!

Although it was because of it that Fu Yan Shi's attention was drawn to her, and her mother was able to have this opportunity for surgery, yet...it always reminded itself—the identity of a substitute.

Since signing the agreement with Fu Yan, his gentleness, his thoughtfulness, his meticulous care, made Xu Qinghuan say she was not touched at all. That was a lie! Because from childhood to adulthood, she really had very few people who truly cared about her.

What was most cruel was that she knew it all too well. All these heartwarming things were given to Xia Wan'yu through her own face.

Without this face, I probably wouldn't even have the chance to speak alone with Fu Yan!

This evening.

Xu Qinghuan was exceptionally proactive.nd give me the opportunity to explain myself. But I also know that I need to find the evidence myself. I just hope that when the truth is revealed, Mr. Fu will treat me fairly.""Can you trust me once"...