ealizing she had called his name."Also, don't call him Mr. Fu at the company; just stick to calling him President Fu," she said, startling Lin Secretary so much that..."Sorry sorry... I thought Mr. Fu...Chapter 170: She and I, Cannot Coexist

Fu Yan's eyes darkened at the banquet.

"I will find a way to make my mother accept Xu Qinghuan."

"There's no way! Your mom only believes in Xia Wan Yu, didn't you hear that at the hospital"

Fu Yan looked towards the bedroom. "There must be."

It's just that I haven't thought of it yet.

Fu Huazhen was silent for a long time before lowering his voice and saying, “Just now, Wan Yu secretly pulled me aside and suggested that we pretend to be together in front of your mother. He said this would at least stabilize your mother’s condition! I am reluctant to deceive your mother because I am afraid that one day the truth will come out, but if you insist on not breaking up with Xu Qinghuan, then this is the only way to appease her. Think about it yourself.”

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Fu Yan looked at his phone screen, his thick brows furrowed into a deep crease.

Actually, he knew all along that his mother wouldn't budge. The only solution was a temporary one to alleviate the immediate problem, but... he had a bad feeling about it.

......

Xu Qinghuan slept very soundly.

When I woke up the next day, looking at the ceiling of Dongyue Bay, it took me a while to realize how I ended up here.

She got up, washed her face, and then walked out of the bedroom.

Fu Yan was wearing a white pajama top and had his back to her. He was at the dining table, working on his computer, seemingly discussing some company matters. His brows were slightly furrowed in concentration.

In the kitchen, breakfast was almost ready, steaming hot.

How I wish we could stay in this moment forever.

Hearing the sound, Fu Yan shi also looked over here, “Wait a moment, dinner will be ready soon.”

"Hmm." Xu Qinghuan nodded, pulling on her slippers and walking over. "Is there anything I can help you with"

"Just wait here."

She sat quietly on the other side of the restaurant, her hands propping up her face as she watched him.

Fu Yan was truly handsome! Back when we were in school, I often heard female classmates whispering about how good-looking he was. Even in the public restroom, I once witnessed two girls fighting over him because they had a crush on him.

She remembered it very clearly, at that time the two of them were arguing fiercely. In the end, they each felt unwilling to concede and bet that Fu Yan would ultimately accept the love letter from one person over the other.

The result... he probably didn't agree to it either Because Xu Qinghuan remembered that when Fu Yan was sitting at the same table as her, there were no other women around him. He was cold and distant to girls, just like his aloof and noble demeanor in the company now.

I never would have guessed, he, such an unattainable ideal, would actually fall for someone in a secret crush. And the object of his affection is himself!

Xu Qinghuan now thinks back, still finds it unbelievable, just like... a dream she had!

"What are you thinking about" Fu Yan finished work and put away his computer.

"I remember how popular you were in middle school."

He was taken aback, as if he wasn't very aware of his own charm. "It's okay, I haven't paid too much attention to it,"

"Versailles."

Fu Yan walked over, with a serious expression, and said, "Versailles is out of the question, but there's something important."

"Well, you said it," Xu Qinghuan also put away the smile on her face and looked at him, "What is it"

"About Xia Wan'yu." Fu Yan'shi considered for a long time and decided to first see Xu Qinghuan's attitude towards Xia Wan'yu.

Although he could easily keep up the charade in front of his mother, he wouldn't want to deceive Xu Qinghuan.

As soon as Xia Wan Yu's name was mentioned, Xu Qing Huan's face changed drastically, her small face immediately tensing up.

Let me state this clearly: she and I, we cannot coexist.time, and you think you should be responsible for me, then you really don't have to. I know you were drunk that night, it was unintentional, and I wouldn't hold it against you."After she finished spea...