Debt Collection

In this way, the distance between the two is closer.

Fu Ke's eyelashes trembled, and her breath was already held.

Yu Jin looked forward to her eyes, did not withdraw her hand, and asked the next sentence: "Why don't you answer?"

Fu Ke didn't say a word, she made a little effort and broke away from the right hand that was held by Yu Jinyuan, and took a step back, avoiding Yu Jinyuan.

"Yu translation."

"It's a bit late."

Fu Ke replied with a cold voice.

Yu recently lowered her hand, she laughed at herself and said, "Okay."

She turned around and started to pack the last things again.

Fu Ke looked at her back and breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her hand and stroked her heart.

Really are……

She didn't know how to describe it.

Her rhetorical question was just casual, but Yu recently followed her words and did something unexpected to her.

And this move is so familiar.

Fu Ke clearly remembered that one weekend when she was in middle school, she went to the playground with her friends. When she was tired, she passed by a place where she could slide.

There were other tourists there, but they still went in a group.

But there was an accident——

Someone didn't control it well during the skating process. The heel of the shoe directly touched on Fu Ke's forehead. The force was not small, and Fu Ke's forehead was knocked on the spot.

Scarlet blood flowed down Fu Ke's face, mixed with her tears, the whole face looked a little weird.

For several days, she had medicine on her forehead and did not go to school, but don't worry about grades, because Yu will come to her bedroom every day after school to give her make-up lessons, and every subject will be taught.

Slowly, the wound began to scab and gradually healed.

It was just a little itchy during this period. Fu Ke always wanted to pick it up, but he couldn't. Yu recently started to supervise her.

Until it looked like it was before the injury.

However, on the first night after she was completely healed, Yu recently came to her after taking a shower, just like tonight, sticking her fingertips up and asking softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Of course it doesn't hurt.

Fu Ke replied grinningly, and at the same time he took off Yu Xinan's hand and covered his face with his palm.

And now?

Fu Ke recalled tonight and let out a sigh.

She sent Yu Jinxian to the door of her house and returned by herself. Both of them were silent along the way, and no one said a word. Until they were separated, Fu Ke stiffly said, "I'm going back."

The two people nowadays, let alone friends, not even ordinary colleagues.

She previously answered Qin Yue's "unfamiliar" that was true.

But what makes Fu Ke more headache is Luo Sheng's recent thoughts on Yu.

When Fu Ke thought of this, she felt a little unbearable. Her emotions were affected, and her body began to protest.

She didn't have much dysmenorrhea at first, but tonight she was so painful that she was sweating, and it took a long time to get better.

But after waking up, the complexion was not visible to the naked eye again, so I had to put on makeup to cover it.

Her face and lips were a little pale, and her eyes were weak.

Fu Ke looked at himself in the mirror and felt that this might be the retribution for not sleeping well recently.

She put on lipstick before going to the company with her bag.

You can't go to work well in this state, but you have to be strong. After reporting to Luo Sheng and returning to the chair, Fu Ke slightly arched his waist.

Seeing her look like this, Qin Yue took her a cup of hot water and put it on the table: "Drink some hot water will be better."

"Thank Sister Qin." Fu Ke straightened up again and held the water glass.

After a while, she drank some water and finally felt better. Just as she was about to work at ease, a figure appeared at the end that made her unable to concentrate.

It is Yu Jinxian.

Fu Ke frowned and became even more alarmed——

If Luo Sheng really likes Yu Jinan.

As Yu Jinxian got closer and closer, Fu Ke got up with difficulty and walked in front of her. Before she could speak, Yu Jinxian smiled slightly: "Hello, Mr. Luo asked me to come to the office."

She didn't let her pass the word anymore, so she yelled directly.

Fu Ke's heart stopped beating.

She nodded and opened the office door.

After seeing Yu recently entered, Qin Yue pulled Fu Ke's arm: "Why is Yu Translation here again?"

The word "again" is the essence.

Fu Ke shook his head: "I don't know."

Qin Yue also felt a little strange: "It's the first time that President Luo has been so concerned about a translator. Didn't the company also have a specialized translator before?"

Fu Ke said with an "um," feeling a bit complicated.

She worked as Luo Sheng’s secretary for two years. She didn’t know or didn’t want to know about Luo Sheng’s private life, but at work, Luo Sheng’s style of acting was very strong. In his hands.

It would be terrible if this attitude is also applied to feelings.

Fu Ke started to beat the drums in his heart, looked at his watch frequently, and counted the time.

Yu recently stayed inside for about ten minutes before coming out.

But this time Luo Sheng didn't send her out personally, and Fu Ke breathed a sigh of relief again.

She was holding a pen, writing and drawing on a piece of paper, looking serious.

Yu recently paused in the same place, took a look at her, and then took a step back and went back first.

It is working time now.

When the noon break time came, Yu Qin sent Fu Ke a message asking what to eat at noon.

Fu Ke didn't want to go to the cafeteria, but she didn't eat much in the morning. What's more, if she doesn't eat anything during her aunt now, she definitely won't be able to return to this state.

She ordered a porridge and sat down in the corner.

Yu Qin ate the big fish and meat, opened the chopsticks, and mourned for her: "Coco, do you want medicine? There is a pharmacy nearby. If it hurts, I can buy you some in a while."

Fu Ke took the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl: "Not so much."

Yu Qin did not continue, and began to eat seriously.

This porridge is nutritious porridge, it has a taste, there are shredded meat and vegetables in it, and it is not so difficult to swallow.

When he was almost eating, Yu Qin raised his chin in one direction: "Coco, Senior Sister Xiaoyu is over there."

Fu Ke didn't look back, "Oh".

Yu Qin coughed lightly: "She seems to be coming over."

Fu Ke still said, "Oh."

She said the next second, her eyes widened: "What?"

As soon as the voice fell, Yu had walked up to them recently and sat down in the empty seat beside Fu Ke.

Fu Ke asked Yu Qin with his eyes: So fast?

Yu Qinqing shrugged his shoulders and looked at Yu Xintian with a smile: "Senior Sister Xiaoyu."

When Yu came recently, her hand was not free, she brought a cup of hot water, and there was a box of medicine in her hand.

Fu Ke drank the porridge silently, not wanting to talk.

Yu recently put the cup and medicine on the table, and when the bottom of the cup touched the tabletop, there was a muffled noise.

It also resounded in Fu Ke's heart.

"After eating, take the medicine obediently." Yu Xinyan looked at her with a tone that couldn't be rejected.

Fu Ke didn't give a look in his eyes, and didn't reply.

Yu Qin rounded off: "Coco, you can eat it later."

Fu Ke swallowed the porridge: "No." She lowered her eyelids, "I'll buy it myself."

Yu Qin:...

You just couldn't say that.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, especially when Yu Qin knew that the two people in front of him had slept before, and felt that he was superfluous.

She grabbed her hair: "Well, Senior Sister Xiaoyu, Coco, my colleague asked me to go over and you continue."

After she finished speaking, she carried the plate and slipped away.

The speed was so fast that Fu Ke didn't have time to speak, and Yu Qin's people disappeared.

The corner of Yu's mouth raised recently, and it happened to be caught by Fu Ke.

Fu Ke raised his eyebrows: "What? Does Yu translate like to be alone with me?"

The problem is very straightforward.

Yu recently froze and saw Fu Ke picking up the bowl, with a faint expression: "It's a pity, I don't like it."

"Cocoa." Yu called her recently, "That..."

Fu Ke interrupted her, his eyes curled: "No, no, no? No? Yu Translation doesn't think I was the little attendant you were on call before, right?"