First meeting at 22
Fang Yu awkwardly rubbed his nose and followed Su Qiao into the car. He was just casually asking, but why did Su Qiao react so strongly? It seemed that his relationship with the president was not ordinary. However, Su Qiao was unwilling to admit it, and he had no choice.
"The president told me to take you to the supermarket to buy some groceries first."
"Hey, Chen Ran, what did you say about buying vegetables?" Su Qiao leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and asked lazily.
Fang Yu touched his head and thought carefully for a moment; "Seems like it wasn't, he just said bring you to the supermarket to buy vegetables."
"Ah, when you call me, I'm a bit tired, so I'll take a nap first." Su Qiao's voice grew fainter and fainter until it could no longer be heard. He had actually slept for quite a while today, but somehow, after reading so many documents, he felt a bit drowsy, probably due to overthinking?
Fang Yu glanced at Su Qiao in the back seat through the rearview mirror and found that he was indeed very tired, so he didn't say anything else. Considering that the music in the car would disturb Su Qiao, Fang Yu thought for a moment and turned it off.
Fortunately, Fang Yu was familiar with the road and soon arrived at a supermarket not far from Chen Ran's house. He turned around to find Su Qiao still sleeping soundly. Anyway, the president hadn't asked him to buy anything specific, so he would just buy something casually. He only hoped that the president's taste wasn't inhuman.
Su Qiao woke up to find himself already at Chen Ran's doorstep, his head a bit dizzy. He rubbed his temples and looked over at Fang Yu in the driver's seat. "Why didn't you wake me? We haven't even bought groceries yet." Chen Ran must have been out of his mind, wanting to eat his cooking again. It wasn't like he didn't know how bad Chen Ran was at cooking. Even with Zhou Ting teaching him, it wouldn't improve overnight. Maybe Chen Ran just wanted him to come back and rest?
Fang Yu patted the dishes on the passenger seat and said with a smug face, "I bought them long ago. The Huanghua vegetables would have gone cold by the time you woke up."
"It's not because you didn't call me." Su Qiao glanced at Fang Yu with a disdainful expression, but in her heart, she was very touched. It turned out that Fang Yu was also a gentle and considerate person.
Zhou Ting heard the sound of the car and quickly opened the door. To say that she was bored to death being alone there, fortunately, she had a spare key from Chen Ran's house, otherwise, she would still be waiting at the door now. "Su Qiao, you're back, who is this?" Zhou Ting pointed at Fang Yu with some confusion, as if she had never seen this person before.
Fang Yu looked at the beautiful woman pointing at him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and mechanically turned his head to ask Su Qiao: "Who is this beauty? I've never seen her before."
"Hmm, Suqiao took a look and thought it was interesting. He glanced at Zhou Ting and then at Fang Yu, waiting until they couldn't help themselves before slowly speaking up: "This beauty is called Zhou Ting, she's Chen Ran's good friend. As for the young man who sent me back, his name is Fang Yu, heh heh, he has many roles." Without waiting for their response, Suqiao carried the dishes straight into the house."
Zhou Ting stood up straight and stared at Fang Yu for a while before entering the door.
Fang Yu somewhat uninterestingly rubbed his nose and got on the bus to leave. If Su Qiao and the president had that kind of relationship, why would there still be women at home? Shaking his head, Fang Yu decided to stop his thoughts. The president is a certain person, he's his boss, he dares to pry into his boss's private life, isn't he tired of living? However, that Zhou Ting was quite to his taste, hmm, what was he thinking about?