The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Fu Yanxing, let's go have dinner." An Chen shouted from where he stood without continuing to walk forward.

Fu Yanxing turned around after hearing the sound, then stood up, straightened his clothes, and followed An Chen back to the restaurant.

"What are you doing? Why did you come back?" Qu Yan asked Fu Yanxing when he saw two people coming in.

"It's okay, I took care of something." Fu Yanxing casually said it, then returned to his seat and continued eating.

When An Chen re-bandaged himself just now, he tied the gauze a little tighter. Although this couldn't stop the bleeding, it could make it better than before.

His left hand has been hidden under the dining table, and his right hand is still picking up vegetables and eating as usual. On the surface, there are no other expressions or reactions. An Chen acts as if nothing happened.

Fu Yanxing looked down several times, but An Chen hid his hand aside. He looked several times but couldn't see it clearly, and finally had to give up.

Ling Han was different from usual today. Not only did he not say a word during the meal, but he also ate very quickly. He finally left the restaurant after saying a word to everyone.

An Chen really felt that it was just a small wound and nothing happened, but no one else thought so.

If he had known that the bowl would fall, An Chen would not have passed by at all, and even if he had passed, he would have stayed far away.

A bowl can reveal so many things. Unless you have the ability to predict the future, no one can predict it in advance.

After dinner, he and everyone appeared in the living room again, but the atmosphere was a bit depressing. Qu Yan and Fan Luo livened up the atmosphere several times, but the effect was not obvious.

It just suddenly feels weird. It's something that wasn't even a big deal before. Why are everyone acting so exaggerated? Especially Ling Han and Fu Yanxing.

If the bleeding can't be stopped, it won't stop. There's no reason why you won't bleed even if you're injured, and it's not much. The total amount is more than what you donate each time.

Their reaction today was really a bit fussy, and their seriousness made An Chen feel uncomfortable.

After returning to the room, An Chen was too lazy to wash up and fell directly on the bed. He was already very tired today, so An Chen fell asleep while lying down.

Fu Yanxing followed An Chen shortly after he went upstairs, and then lingered in front of An Chen's door for a while, but in the end he didn't knock on the door.

Going directly to the top floor, Fu Yanxing turned on the small light inside, and then sat inside alone.

This place is a really nice place to be, but it's also more like a safe haven to escape to.

I remember that the last time I stayed here alone was because my confession to An Chen failed, and An Chen also left here because of work.

I seemed to have stayed here all night that time, and made the decision to go find An Chen the next day.

I am also very upset today, but it is inexplicable. Being upset for no reason is the most annoying thing.

However, Fu Yanxing knew that his current feeling had nothing to do with An Chen, it was entirely due to him competing with himself.

Tonight is probably the quietest night at home. Everyone is thinking about something and has their own worries.

He was used to being noisy, but the suddenly quiet atmosphere was a bit unacceptable. Fan Luo really felt that the current atmosphere at home was too depressing, so he ran out.

Racing is really a good place for people to vent, and it is also a good way. If An Chen's hand was not injured, she should be taken out too.