Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 303: She’s Flirting with Him

After getting into the car, Su Wanxin took her phone and checked it, then looked at Fu Shihan’s face, which was full of expectation, and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

It was too obvious, pretending not to understand was impossible.

Seeing her not speak, Fu Shihan kept turning his head to look at her several times until the red light stopped the car, then he slightly furrowed his brows.

"I have a flight tomorrow morning at ten and might not be back until half a month later."

"Oh." Su Wanxin nodded, indicating she understood.

"Come with me?"

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Su Wanxin sighed and met his gaze. "Half a month will pass quickly."

In the past, that’s what Fu Shihan would have thought too.

He was used to business trips, whether it was half a month or half a year. It didn’t matter where he stayed, it was all the same, no big deal.

But now it’s different. Now he has her.

It seemed like Su Wanxin could see through what he was thinking, as she smiled.

"Two weeks, four days, should I keep tabs?"

Fu Shihan’s eyes brightened slightly as he heard her continue: "When you come back, you can stay with me for six consecutive days, plus I’ll throw in an extra day, making it a full week. How does that sound?"

She knew exactly what to say to divert his attention, leaning her head slightly against the car window, smiling at him.

"President Fu, when you pick a date to come over, remember to calculate properly. I’m not in a good mood during my period. Whatever happens, you know you can’t blame me."

Hearing this, Fu Shihan’s throat went dry.

She was flirting with him.

His throat moved, and in a hoarse voice, he said, "Shall we try going back now?"

"Sorry, you’ve already used up your two-day quota for this week."

He was being really strict, but to Fu Shihan, it didn’t seem to matter much.

He’s been shameless for not just a day or two anyway—if he sticks around and refuses to leave, what could she possibly do to him?

At ten o’clock in the evening, Su Wanxin soothed Yangyang to sleep and went downstairs to see him still sitting leisurely on the sofa, watching TV. She frowned and walked over, asking— freeweɓnovel-cøm

"What are you doing? Have you packed your luggage?"

Fu Shihan turned his gaze slightly to look at her. "Waiting for a miracle from above?"

He had been mixing around here all evening, not even getting to touch a hand.

"..."

Su Wanxin paused for a moment, then let out a light laugh. Fu Shihan raised an eyebrow and looked at her charming smile, self-deprecatingly saying, "Has President Su suddenly had a change of heart, thinking she was being too harsh?"

Su Wanxin pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes brimming as she looked at him.

After that engagement banquet, he seemed to have completely given up on keeping a cold and stern face in front of her. He was becoming more like he was years ago.

"Where are you going for half a month?" Instead of answering, Su Wanxin asked back, pulling out her phone to ask him. After getting an answer, she checked the recent temperatures in those few cities, and then finally looked up at him.

"Let’s go, I’ll help you pack your luggage."

"Are you asking for my help?"

"Yes." Su Wanxin nodded helplessly. "I’m asking President Fu to give me a chance to perform."

She said it that way, and Fu Shihan was very pleased.

He took her next door, watching her carefully choose his clothes, feeling indescribably satisfied.

He had a thing about cleanliness and never liked others touching his stuff.

Lu Ci and the others knew that, even if they went to his house, they would never dare to go upstairs into his bedroom.

But he liked to let her into areas others couldn’t enter, to touch things others couldn’t touch.

He would drink from the same glass she drank from, eat the horribly cut steak she prepared, and even snatch the half-eaten fruit from her hands.

Fu Shihan watched her seriously pack his luggage and took steps to walk over.

Su Wanxin was slightly stunned, her body embraced by him from behind.