The woman was stopped by the security guard and could not catch up. Chen Chu went directly to the garage and drove away from the company.

When he returned to the apartment, Fu Yan had already put the food he had delivered on the dining table.

As soon as Chen Chu entered the door, the bag in his hand was taken by Fu Yan and hung it on the clothes hanger beside him.

Fu Yan put down his bag and raised his hand to touch her head: "Thank you to Manager Chen again today."

Hearing his words, Chen Chu turned his head and looked at him, "Thank you for not having any hard work for Mr. Fu."

Fu Yan smiled, "Are you hungry?"

Chen Chu shook his head, walked to the kitchen to wash his hands, turned around and took the warm water handed over by Fu Yan, lowered his head and took a sip, and then followed him to the dining table.

"Does your hands still hurt today?"

The days after Fu Yan's hand was injured, the doctor prescribed a little painkiller in the potion. After changing the medicine the day before yesterday, the doctor did not prescribe painkiller for him. His hand was vaguely painful these days.

Chen Chuyi didn't know at first. When she went out this morning, she found that Fu Yan's face was not very good. After asking carefully, she realized that he didn't slept well last night and his hands hurt.

Fu Yan handed her chopsticks: "It's okay."

Chen Chu took the chopsticks and raised his eyebrows: "Fortunately it still hurts?"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Baby, do you feel sorry for me?"

Chen Chu glanced at him: "I feel sorry for you, but I can't do anything about it."

Not all this is the case for injuries and bones, and the doctor has no choice.

Fu Yan looked at her, smiled, and changed the subject: "I'm very busy today?"

"Um."

Chen Chu responded, suddenly remembered Zhao Qi's wife. She looked at Fu Yan and her eyebrows moved: "I met someone when I left the company after get off work today."

Hearing her words, Fu Yan's movements of holding the dishes were slightly accustomed to: "Hmm?"

"She said she was Zhao Qi's wife."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Have she caused trouble for you?"

Chen Chu shook his head: "Not that, I just asked me to talk to her husband."

She said, pausing, "Her husband is the one who hits you by drunk driving?"

Fu Yan nodded and replied: "It's him."

He picked up a piece of rib for her: "Don't worry about her."

Chen Chu nodded: "Yeah."

After dinner, Chen Chu still had some documents to deal with, so he entered the study.

Fu Yan took out his cell phone and called Yang Tongguang.

Yang Tongguang was a little surprised when he received a call from Fu Yan: "Mr. Fu?"

"Zhao Qi's wife is very free recently?"

Yang Tongguang has been with Fu Yan for so many years. When he heard Fu Yan's words, he knew that Fu Yan must have encountered something: "She hasn't called me again these days and said she wants to see you."

Fu Yan snorted coldly: "She went to Wanxiang today."

Yang Tongguang was startled and immediately understood what Fu Yan meant: "Mr. Fu, don't worry, I will let someone look at Mrs. Zhao and let her stop harassing Miss Chen."

Fu Yan responded and asked again: "When will the trial of Zhao Qi's case begin?"

"The case will not be held until September."

"It's all right."

Fu Yan hung up the phone, looked down at the phone, thinking about something.

Chen Chu had just finished reading the document and felt soreness in his waist. Just now, Fu Yan pushed the door and his eyes fell on her hand that was pounding her waist. Fu Yan couldn't help but curl his lips: "Soup?"

Chen Chu glanced at him and always felt that there was something in his words, "I feel a little sore in my waist."

Fu Yan raised his legs and walked over: "Press you up?"

Chen Chu's eyes fell on his right hand, which was still cast: "No need."

Chen Chu felt that he was not so cruel yet when he asked a hand fracture to massage himself.
Chapter completed!