Chen Chu glanced at him, closed his eyes, and looked at Fu Wenpei beside him: "Give it to me."

Fu Wenpei nodded and handed her the documents in her hand.

Seeing that Xie Qingran was still looking at Chen Chu, Fu Wenpei couldn't help but frown.

Xie Qingran has been in a bad mood recently, and the Xie family is in dire straits, including Mr. Fu's work.

Xie Qingran looked at Chen Chu like this, and she was a little worried. Does Xie Qingran know what Mr. Fu did and wants to attack Chen Chu?

After experiencing the incident in July, Fu Wenpei is now very vigilant.

It was related to Chen Chu, and she dared not make any negligence again.

"Miss Chen."

Chen Chuzheng looked down at the document and heard Fu Wenpei calling him by the side. She raised her head: "What's wrong, Secretary Fu?"

Fu Wenpei looked at Xie Qingran again. Xie Qingran had already returned to his seat and did not look at Chen Chu again.

"Mr. Xie just now..."

Chen Chu disagreed: "Don't worry about him."

She naturally guessed what Fu Wenpei meant, but even if Xie Qingran wanted to take action, Chen Chu would not be worried.

Even if Xie Qingran wants to kill the death, he still has to think about his sister and his mother.

People like Xie Qingran will not put themselves in desperate situations for a moment of speed.

If he wants to see, let him watch it.

When Fu Wenpei heard Chen Chu's words, he knew that she was also alert, nodded and said nothing.

The plane took off slowly, Chen Chu closed the documents and handed them back to Fu Wenpei: "I'll sleep for a while."

"Okay. Miss Chen, do you need a blanket?"

"No."

Chen Chu fell asleep quickly, and it was already past six o'clock in the evening when the plane landed in Lincheng.

It is already winter in Lincheng in December, and it is already completely dark at around 6 o'clock in the evening.

Chen Chu dragged his suitcase and saw Fu Yan after passing the gate.

Fu Wenpei left first tactfully, and Chen Chu dragged his suitcase to Fu Yan.

The two have hardly met much in the past half month. Last week, Fu Yan was on a business trip, and this week she was on a business trip.

For the first time, Chen Chu ignored so many people at the airport, let go of his suitcase, raised his hand and hugged him: "Long time no see, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yan reached out to her suitcase and hugged her waist with the other hand: "Are you tired?"

Chen Chu nodded and looked up at him: "Have you finished working so early today?"

"Come and pick up Miss Chen home."

He smiled, touched her hand, held it tightly, and walked out of the airport with the other hand: "What do you want to eat later?"

"Eat noodles."

She has been too busy these days, and her stomach is a little bad, and she has no appetite.

"The thing was resolved?"

It was very windy at night, and Chen Chu didn't wear a scarf, and his hair was messed up as soon as he went out.

Fu Yan pulled open his coat and wrapped her in.

At this time, there were a lot of cars on the expressway, and it was not too early for the two of them to return to the city center.

Chen Chu had no appetite, and Fu Yan didn't take her outside to eat, so he went back to the apartment to cook noodles.

The wedding photos taken last month have come out, and Secretary Yang sent someone to the apartment. When Chen Chuyi entered the room, he saw a large box placed in the cloakroom on one side.

She walked in with hot water and found that the photo frames inside had been unpacked.

Chen Chu dragged the box and sat on the shoe stool beside him. As soon as he sat down, Fu Yan came in.

Chen Chu looked up at him: "Have you seen it?"

He walked to her and sat down: "I've seen it."

"Does it look good?"
Chapter completed!