Chapter 335: find fault
Chapter 335 Finding fault
How to say this feeling, Fu Yanxing thought for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.
Sense of Belonging.
Fu Yanxing feels that the place where An Chen is is his home.
It was probably the cat in the corner of the eaves, who accidentally ran into the wall in early March, and scratched it in his heart. The world called this feeling like liking, but Fu Yanxing hadn't thought of it yet.
The elevator reached the first floor. An Chen just wanted to get off Fu Yanxing's back when Fu Yanxing held him down.
"Be honest, I will fall in a while." Fu Yanxing carried An Chen all the way to the door.
Si San and the others ordered a lot of food, including crayfish, barbecue, and fried chicken, and some of which they couldn't tell what they were. There were five big bags full.
"Okay, let me down, I can't carry things anymore." An Chen's little hand shook in front of Fu Yanxing's eyes.
Fu Yanxing glanced at the things. He wanted to say that he could carry them, but An Chen had already let go. He was afraid that An Chen would fall, so he quickly squatted down a little.
"I can just carry it, you can go ahead." Fu Yanxing picked up all five bags, and then followed An Chen.
The two were standing on the side waiting for the elevator, when they heard someone calling Fu Yanxing.
"You know him?" An Chen asked Fu Yanxing in a low voice as the man was still walking.
"It should be to find fault." Fu Yanxing replied to An Chen with a smile.
"Why do I always encounter people who find fault recently? What a magical physique."
"Then trouble you to solve it." Fu Yanxing was holding things in his hands, or he really wanted to rub An Chen's little head.
"Soldiers come to cover them with water and soil, and watch me destroy them." An Chen and Fu Yanxing stood in place and waited for two people to come, a man and a woman.
"Boss Fu, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence." This man was about forty or fifty years old, and next to him was a woman wearing heavy makeup who should be under thirty years old.
It must be that Yuanjia Road is narrow, An Chen underestimated in his heart, because no one could see his expression clearly because he was wearing a mask.
The man stretched out his hand towards Fu Yanxing, but Fu Yanxing lifted the bag in his hand and shook it, and the man took his hand back embarrassingly.
"I didn't expect Mr. Fu to eat takeaway." The man said in a mocking tone.
An Chen stood in a daze for no reason, and was touched by Fu Yanxing without leaving a trace, and then came back to his senses.
"What's wrong with the takeaway?" An Chen asked.
"Who is this?" The man looked at Fu Yanxing and asked.
"My brother." Fu Yanxing replied.
"Brother, who is this uncle?" An Chen asked with a look of doubt.
"This is Mr. Huang." Fu Yanxing introduced.
"I didn't expect Mr. Fu to have a younger brother. Didn't I hear that your parents passed away very early?" Mr. Huang specifically mentioned Fu Yanxing's parents.
"Boss Huang cares so much about our family affairs." An Chen said mercilessly, which meant to stay out of his own business.
"Haha, I just care about it."
"Thank you for your concern, let's go first." An Chen didn't want to be too wordy, if he chattered a little longer in normal times, he would definitely kill him, but today there are still a lot of food waiting to be pampered.
"Don't go, how can you be so impolite when chatting with elders, just leave as soon as you say, do you have a little education, as expected, you don't have parents to teach you."
An Chen was also speechless for a while. There are really people who have nothing to do but insist on finding fault. If there are conflicts in business, they can be resolved in business, and what to do with family members.
"I don't bother Mr. Huang to teach me what to do with my younger brother." Fu Yanxing stared at Mr. Huang firmly.
"Hey, brother, Mr. Huang is also kind. You continue to say, if you think there is something wrong with me, please tell me, I won't change it anyway, don't hold back your illness." An Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, with a look on his face mild.
(end of this chapter)
