Seeing Shen Jiao lowering her head to check her phone, Fu Youan took the opportunity and hurried upstairs.
When passing by Shen Jiao, Shen Jiao suddenly raised her head and looked at him with a smile, which made him couldn't help but speed up his pace.
"Tsk~ It looks so similar."
Shen Jiao sighed silently.
Fu Youan's current behavior is inexplicably similar to the state he was in when he was first picked up and raised by her.
Thinking about it, Shen Jiao conveniently blacklisted Shi Qingyun's phone number, and then blocked and deleted all contact information.
Should I say it or not, the identity 229 gave her is really good, what about the future~
Shen Jiao was thinking happily in the villa. Shi Qingyun on the other end couldn't get through several calls one after another, and she threw the bouquet on the ground angrily.
He sent another message to Shen Jiao, but when he saw the bright red exclamation mark on the phone screen, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He couldn't figure out why Shen Jiao suddenly changed?
Could it be that she noticed something?
"The plan is suspended for now."
After thinking about it, Shi Qingyun made another call and said in a deep voice.
The other party didn't know what he said, but it made Shi Qingyun's face not very pretty.
Of course, Shen Jiao obviously didn't care about his reaction. Shen Jiao was in the study taking stock of the property managed by the original owner.
A Fanghua Gallery has a collection of paintings by famous artists, including the works of Fu Youan and Fu's father, as well as a dozen famous antique paintings that are not for sale.
Thanks to Shi Qingyun, the gallery now holds auctions from time to time, and the gallery's profits are gradually increasing.
A design studio, running well or not, there is also a racecourse, winery and some antique jewelry passed down from the Fu family, and it is entrusted to a financial company to operate a capital of 200-300 million yuan.
If Fu's father and Fu's mother weren't so good at spending money, I guess there would be more funds left.
What a noble artistic family~
Shen Jiao sighed.
She herself looked down upon this small amount of money, but in the eyes of others, it was already overwhelming wealth.
I can’t blame Shi Qingyun for targeting the original owner~
He was an angel investor who had just made a small amount of money from two investments with demolition money. Suddenly he met the original owner, a good candidate who could make a fortune. It would be strange not to get started.
Shen Jiao laughed coldly, turned off the computer, held a glass of milk with a gentle expression, and knocked slowly on Fu Youan's bedroom door.
When Fu Youan heard the knock on the door, he turned off the light with a click, curled up and lay on his side on the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.
"Asleep?"
Shen Jiao murmured in confusion.
Fu Youxin's throat was almost raised. He listened with his ears to the footsteps getting further and further away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to rush forward and open the door, he heard the footsteps coming back again!
He quickly retreated into bed, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
"Creak~"
The door being pushed open made a slight sound.
Normally Fu Youan wouldn't notice it at all, but for some reason, his five senses seemed to be magnified several times at this moment, and he easily caught the movement of Shen Jiao walking towards him.
Suddenly, the bed at hand sank downwards.
She is sitting on the edge of the bed!
Fu Youan's heart beat like a drum for a moment, and his curled eyelashes trembled twice, but he didn't notice it himself.
It seems that he can't act, and he can't even pretend to sleep.
Seeing this, Shen Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile escaped from her lips, and she deliberately reached out to touch his face, gently gliding her fingertips across his eyebrows.
"Go to bed so early."
Shen Jiao seemed to sigh unintentionally, "It's in vain that I saw that you didn't eat enough at night, so I sent you a late-night snack."
Fu Youan:......
He silently squeezed the sheets under his hands, and then said silently in his heart, don't move, don't move!
Shen Jiao became more and more amused when she saw this, and whispered in a regretful and coveting tone: "You'an is getting more and more beautiful. If you go out, I don't know how many girls you will attract~"
Fu Youan couldn't help but frown.
He acted too obviously without realizing it, which made Shen Jiao feel happy.
Shen Jiao pursed her lips to suppress a smile, and slid her fingertips down his neck to his throat, "Let it be like this. If you don't want to change, this is fine. Let's live a good life."
Fu Youan:!!!
etc!
What does it mean...that we live a good life?
Fu Youan quickly opened his eyes, but only saw Shen Jiao's back. He wanted to ask, but he couldn't open his mouth when the words came to his mouth.
Even when he saw Shen Jiao walking to the door, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.
After the door closed, he sat up and meditated in the dark room.
Something's wrong with Shen Jiao~
Something is so wrong!
Fu Youan has always been very sensitive to emotions, but at this moment he suddenly felt like he was being scratched by a cat. He felt inexplicably panicked.
It seemed that something had changed quietly, but he didn't know anything about it.
Fu Youan really couldn't sleep.
He turned on the light and looked at the milk on the bedside. He hesitated for a long time and still didn't drink it. He wanted to lie down and sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep despite rolling around.
After struggling until two o'clock in the middle of the night, Fu Youan got up silently, stuck his head out to see if there was no one around, and slipped into the studio.
Shen Jiao had a good night's sleep. When she woke up the next day, she realized that Fu Youan had gone to the studio early.
There was an extra painting covered with black cloth in the studio. Shen Jiao was about to open it to take a look when Fu Youan pinched her wrist to prevent her from moving.
Shen Jiao couldn't help but look at Fu Youan, "Did you paint this painting this morning?"
It’s rare~
Fu Youan was actually able to take the initiative!
When she didn't get a response from the other party, Shen Jiao didn't care and just asked again, "Can I take a look?"
Fu Youan shook his head this time.
"Why can't you watch?"
Fu Youan stopped talking again and directly carried the easel aside.
If Shen Jiao came even slightly closer, Fu You'an would stop all movements and look at her alertly, making a gesture of "No one can touch this painting."
Of course Shen Jiao would not tease him at this time. She just chuckled and said, "Let's go downstairs for breakfast."
Fu Youan nodded and followed her downstairs, his lowered eyes showing unprecedented confusion and entanglement.
Last night... he didn't even sleep. He ran to the studio and painted a picture of Shen Jiao!!!
The moment he finished the painting, he was shocked and quickly covered the painting.
This is something that Shen Jiao must not see.
Before Fu Youan closed the studio, he looked back at the painting. His beautiful and delicate eyebrows were dyed with a layer of gloomy color.
"Didn't you say you wanted to buy paint last time? I happen to be free today, how about taking you to Grandpa Ou's to buy it?"
Shen Jiao asked very gently.
The Ou family has always had a good relationship with the Fu family. The family also deals in high-end mineral pigments. Since Fu's father passed away, the relationship between the two families has gradually faded.
Fu Youan's eyes were slightly bright, and although he didn't speak, the word 'want to go' was written in his eyes.
He wanted to buy some chromite and put its color on Shen Jiao's lips, which would make her look extra beautiful.
No, no, no...
What on earth is he thinking about?
Fu Youan subconsciously patted his head.
Shen Jiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She had some doubts that Fu Youan was not autistic, but had a brain injury that affected his IQ!