Shen Yan frowned slightly and said seriously, "Could it be that Old Master Fu's illness is fake?"
"The illness before was real. This time, it should be fake," Fu Hang said as he moved closer to Shen Yan. Just as he was about to kiss her, Shen Yan tilted her head and his kiss landed on her cheek.
"Alright, I'm going to take a shower. I have a meeting tomorrow morning," Shen Yan said as she stood up and walked toward the bathroom.
Shen Yan had just taken two steps when her arm was grabbed by Fu Hang.
She looked back at Fu Hang.
Fu hang looked at her with a half-smile and said, "If my sweetheart has that kind of need, I don't mind being late tomorrow."
As he said that, Fu Hang looked at Shen Yan meaningfully.
Shen Yan was speechless. She laughed at Fu Hang's shamelessness and quickly said, "But I'm afraid of being late."
The last day of the annual leave was over. She had to go back to work tomorrow.
