Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Chapter 802 The Domineering CEO Fu's Fierce Love (6)

Fu Xun is going to work.

Fearing Jiang Que would run away, they dragged him along.

This guy somehow managed to hide; he disappeared without a trace once he ran away. Fu Xun had a hard time finding him, so he simply kept him locked up and watched him.

On the way to the company.

Fu Xun was dressed in a suit and tie, the neat suit accentuating his figure. He was serious and unsmiling, and his black leather shoes stomped on the ground with large, fast strides. As he walked, he exuded a cold and aloof aura, yet his presence was overwhelming.

Jiang Que, who was forced to go to work with him later, had his hands in his pockets and was wearing a suit that Fu Xun's assistant had temporarily sent him. Because it didn't fit well, the shirt collar was open.

With his black suit jacket draped over his arm and his hands in his pockets, his clean-cut buzz cut paired with fierce-looking eyebrows and gum in his mouth, he walked casually behind Fu Xun.

He seems to be a newly recruited bodyguard of President Fu, who is not yet fully trained and has a very strong personality.

Because he was walking slowly, Fu Xun, who was in a hurry to get to work, would occasionally look back and see him leisurely admiring the company building as if he were strolling through a shopping mall.

The employees who came to work around them had never seen Jiang Que before. He was brought by President Fu and they didn't know his identity. So they just kept turning around and staring at the two of them as they walked.

Fu Xun suspected that he was walking so slowly because he wanted to run away.

They're just looking for the right time.

Thinking of this, Fu Xun couldn't help but feel angry.

He turned back, grabbed Jiang Que's arm (his hands were in his pockets), and quickly led him into the elevator.

The man behind him, who had been walking slowly but was now being dragged along by Fu Xun, was chewing gum when he suddenly looked down at Fu Xun's hand and gave a faint smile.

Fu Xun's office occupied almost an entire floor, and the secretary's office was right by the elevator. To see Fu Xun, one had to report up the chain of command.

Fu Xun has to go to work.

Jiang Que was left to fend for himself on the business sofa.

Being alone is incredibly boring, and I'm not the type to sit still for long.

As soon as Jiang Que made a sound, Fu Xun would look up to see what he was doing and whether he was trying to run away.

Figure out this habit.

Jiang Que wanted him to look at her, so she picked up a water glass from the coffee table and tapped it idly on the glass surface.

Upon hearing the sound, Fu Xun looked up from a pile of documents that had been waiting to be read for several days.

The man sitting on the sofa in the distance met his gaze. The man didn't say anything, but just raised his lips and smiled arrogantly.

It's as if he practically has "I did it on purpose" etched on his forehead.

ill.

Fu Xun cursed and swore.

But the person was forced to come by their own hand.

Fu Xun ignored him after reading it.

...

Jiang Que accompanied Fu Xun to work for several days in a row.

Even the clothes went from being ill-fitting at first to fitting perfectly in the end.

Wearing a black suit and sporting a buzz cut, he looked fierce and ruthless. His gloomy eyes sent chills down everyone's spines as he swept across the scene, like an outlaw who would lock onto his target and shoot them dead in the next second.

This kind of person who looks dangerous is always following Fu Xun. The company employees all say that Jiang Que is Fu Xun's newly recruited bodyguard.

Inside the office, the bodyguard, presumably Fu Xun, pressed him against the desk, pinning the CEO to the floor.

The bodyguard had a lit cigarette he'd snatched from Fu Xun's mouth dangling from his lips; the ash fell and burned him, causing him to groan.

He straightened his clothes.

Fu Xun sat back in his boss's chair and started work. Dressed properly, his stern and unsmiling face returned to his abstinent and domineering CEO persona.

Jiang Que threw the cigarette butt, which had long since burned out, into the trash can, wiped the table with tissues, and didn't disturb Fu Xun's work any further.

Fu Xun, a workaholic who was staring intently at his computer at work, felt his face inexplicably flush when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Que wiping the table with tissues.

cough……

This is... only human nature.

It's mainly the office and such that people find it hard to resist the temptation.

The decision to keep them by my side was absolutely the right one.

Otherwise, where else could he experience this unprecedented joy?