novelaction Chapter 607 The heartthrob who lost his halo in a dating simulation (16)
Chapter 607 The heartthrob who lost his halo in a dating simulation (16)
After having a great time at the amusement park, Mu Zhou was so happy he didn't want to leave.
In contrast, Song Shiyan was already ashen-faced.
Several times, he tried to wipe himself with an alcohol wipe before sitting down, but Mu Zhou pulled him down each time.
He didn't even have time before the equipment started.
At that moment, he felt unwell all over and wished he could go home quickly to take a shower, disinfect himself, and then throw away the clothes.
He made an excuse that he had something to do and did not go back with Mu Zhou, but instead drove directly home.
Mu Zhou watched his retreating figure and laughed out loud in a place not captured by the camera.
Seeing Song Shiyan in such distress, her arrangements for today were not in vain.
After checking the time, Mu Zhou made an excuse that he had something to do and did not return to the Heartbeat Villa.
She agreed to treat Fu Hanyan to dinner.
The location is a well-known Russian restaurant in the city.
This is a shop that Mu Zhou has been thinking about for a long time.
The original owner aspired to high society, enjoyed life, and was very familiar with some of the city's well-known restaurants.
In the past, when I landed a big deal, I would treat myself to something luxurious as soon as the commission arrived in my account.
Later, when she was dating those four men, she visited all those places.
This Russian restaurant has authentic flavors and an elegant ambiance, making it a great choice.
She had barely sat down when she received a call from Fu Hanyan.
"Sorry, something came up on my end and I need to start an online meeting right away. I don't know when it will end, so I have to cancel our date for now. This meal is on me, so please eat before you leave."
Fu Hanyan succinctly explained his purpose in one breath.
"It's okay, your work is important, you don't need to worry about me. In the end, thank you for treating me to dinner."
Mu Zhou immediately and understandingly accepted the situation and readily hung up the phone.
Fu Hanyan listened to the busy tone coming from the phone receiver, his mood somewhat complicated.
He was already on his way, but then a project team overseas ran into some problems, so he had to rush back.
It was his fault for breaking the promise. He had considered Mu Zhou's possible reactions, whether she was dissatisfied or reluctantly accepted it.
But to my surprise, her voice even sounded somewhat joyful.
He couldn't help but wonder if she really didn't intend to invite him to dinner, but was just put in a difficult position and had no choice but to agree.
He was really just a bridge for Mu Zhou to get close to President Yang.
She used it perfectly.
In fact, he was the one who actively let her use him.
Fu Hanyan put down his phone and chuckled lightly, his expression blank.
At the Russian restaurant on the other side, since Fu Han was hosting, Mu Zhou ordered the most expensive dishes.
He even ordered a very expensive drink, which was unprecedented for him.
Russian liquor truly lived up to its reputation; after one sip, Mu Zhou's vision instantly became foggy.
It was so spicy that tears streamed down my face.
But adhering to the principle of not wasting, she still drank it all.
After having a hearty meal, Mei Mei still felt very dizzy, so she asked the waiter for another bowl of borscht.
The sour taste is quite pleasant to drink, and it seems to help with hangovers as well.
I felt dizzy at that moment, but surprisingly comfortable.
I'm just a little sleepy.
Seeing that there was still time, Mu Zhou decided to rest here for a while before returning to the Heartbeat Villa.
She leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed her eyes.
On the other side, after finishing a long video conference, Fu Hanyan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
The assistant knocked and came in.
After reporting on his work, he seemed hesitant to speak further.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say."
Fu Hanyan noticed that he hadn't left and said in a flat tone.
The assistant then spoke.
"The restaurant just called; Miss Mu is drunk."
Since Fu Hanyan was hosting the dinner, his assistant had already contacted the restaurant in advance, and all expenses were recorded in his name.
Mu Zhou got drunk at the restaurant, so the restaurant manager contacted his assistant.
The assistant was unsure how to handle the situation, but decided to report it anyway.
Fu Hanyan then slowly opened his eyes.
"She's drunk?"
"Yes, Mr. Fu."
The office fell silent again.
Fu Hanyan's handsome and aloof face seemed unfathomable at this moment.
Just then, a manager knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr. Fu, everything is ready in Europe. Shall we continue the meeting now?"
Fu Hanyan paused for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the door:
"You can arrange the rest. Take the Southeast Asian project as an example, and check everything."
He finished giving his instructions and left in a hurry, with his assistant quickly grabbing his coat and following him.
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The car was parked outside the restaurant.
The car window slowly rolled down, and Fu Hanyan looked into the restaurant through the floor-to-ceiling window.
The restaurant wasn't crowded at the time, and Mu Zhou's seat was by the window, which was quite obvious.
She rested her head on her arm, leaning against the sofa armrest.
The dress she wore today was a modified version of a Russian retro-style Saravan.
The colors are vibrant, and the skirt is loose-fitting and has a distinctly exotic feel.
Her long, curly hair cascaded over her shoulders.
Fu Hanyan remembered that the last time he saw her, she still had straight hair.
So she even got her hair styled specially.
She took this date very seriously.
Fu Hanyan looked at her through the window, and his heart felt as if it had been brushed by a feather, a slight itch and a flutter of excitement washing over him.
Very strange.
He frowned slightly, instinctively trying to suppress it.
Fu Hanyan even felt that it was a bit crazy of him to suddenly abandon his work and come here.
This is not his style.
But when he saw a man in a suit walk up to Mu Zhou and lean closer, his eyes darkened, and he immediately got out of the car with a cold face.
The man arrived just a few minutes later than Mu Zhou. He stared at Mu Zhou for a long time and saw that she was alone, drunk, and had been leaning there for a long time without moving. He was a little worried.
So I wanted to ask her if she needed any help.
Just as the man's hand was about to touch Mu Zhou's shoulder, a large hand suddenly grabbed his arm.
He felt a sharp pain in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw a handsome man with cold eyes staring at him.
That gaze was somewhat dangerous, sending chills down one's spine.
He realized this might be the woman's friend and quickly explained:
"I...I'm just afraid something might happen to her..."
His hand was then released, and he hurriedly left.
Seeing the man hurriedly walk away, Fu Hanyan's sudden outburst of anger subsided somewhat.
He stood beside Mu Zhou with a complicated expression, looking down at her profile.
What just happened had no effect on her at all.
Her eyes remained tightly closed, her long eyelashes drooping down.
Tears were still faintly visible at the corners of her eyes.
Did she cry?
Fu Hanyan's heart suddenly tightened.
Half of her small, palm-sized face was hidden in her arms, while the other half of her profile was slightly flushed.
Her lips were squeezed together and slightly parted.
They looked pitiful and wronged.
A faint aroma of alcohol wafted over, mixed with the scent of roses.
It doesn't smell bad.
It's so captivating that it's hard not to become engrossed in it.
Fu Hanyan frowned.
He was in a state of confusion and somewhat bewildered by his own actions.
But ever since he learned that she was drunk, all his actions have been ahead of reason.
He couldn't control himself.
Fu Hanyan stared at her for a long time before finally giving in.
He picked up her coat and bag, then bent down and lifted her up in his arms.
The assistant, who had been standing at a respectful distance behind, quickly opened the door upon seeing this.