Chapter 141: Fu Yan Shi's Love Letter

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Xu Qinghuan chewed on the sentence repeatedly, finally understanding its meaning.

"So you're not drunk!"

Fu Yan was amused by her anger.

Isn't it obvious what I'm doing Can't she see through my intentions at all

"Yes, I was very clear-headed when I knocked on your door that day."

"But you, you, don't you have someone you like" Xu Qinghuan's tongue was tied in knots.

She witnessed Fu Jiajia sending her an interview clip with her own eyes, and Fu Yan shi personally said that he had a crush on a woman!

"That person, couldn't it be you"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Qinghuan visibly froze.

What does Fu Yan Shi mean Is he confessing to me

"From the very beginning, when I first received your text message and knocked on your door, to proposing a marriage agreement, everything was carefully considered."

When he saw Xu Qinghuan's figure among the crowd of business travelers, he had already begun calculating in his mind how to get closer to her.

Later, he received a text message from her. He guessed that she was probably quite drunk, but he hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to take advantage of the situation.

In his youth, he hadn't been brave enough, and that regret was something he never wanted to talk about. At the time, the opportunity was right there in front of him, with perfect timing, favorable circumstances, and everything aligning just as if heaven itself had delivered it. There was no reason for him to consider a gradual approach!

Perhaps it's best to first clean and dry

her before putting her away.

Seeing Xu Qinghuan in a daze, Fu Yan suddenly took her hand.

"Come with me."

He pulled Xu Qinghuan into the car and back to his study in Dongyuewan. From among the neatly arranged junior high school textbooks, he found a letter and handed it to her.

Xu Qinghuan looked at him with a sense of familiarity.

Isn't this the one I accidentally discovered before... It even says 0825 on it.

"What is this"

"Go ahead and open it."

Xu Qinghuan gave him a doubtful glance, then lowered her head and opened the envelope.

The first sentence of this letter is——

Xu Qinghuan, my deskmate.

Probably because too much time has passed, the edges of the handwriting have become somewhat blurred. However, the firm and forceful script still clearly shows that it was written by Fu Yan Shi.

“Is this a letter for me”

"Well, I gave you."

"But I don't remember." No matter how Xu Qinghuan tried to recall, she couldn't remember any instances where she had been alone with Fu Yan.

All they did was barely even talk to each other!

Although they were at the same table, she always kept a distance from him, wishing that the teacher would rearrange the seating and put her in the last row! She couldn't stand the endless chatter of the girls who pursued him. One moment they'd send love letters, the next they'd ask her to deliver messages. She didn't want to be seen as a country bumpkin sitting beside such a handsome and prestigious heartthrob – it would only make him appear even more dazzling and leave her feeling shabby and poor in comparison.

"That's what you forgot, that envelope was returned to me by your own hand."

When Fu Yan shi put the letter on her desk, she felt uneasy for the whole class. After class, she was called out by her classmates to play basketball, and when she came back, she saw her holding the letter, her brows furrowed, impatiently tossing it onto her own desk.

From then on, they never spoke again. Fu Yanshi would leave the classroom as soon as class was over and head straight to the playground.

"I probably shouldn't know this was written for me." Xu Qinghuan thought about it, "There were too many love letters sent to you back then, they all occupied my desk space, so..."

So you think this one is also a love letter from someone elseto his room.He suddenly understood that standing between him and her wasn't just her slow-to-warm personality, but also the disparity in their social status.Just now Xu Qinghuan's question was to expl...