Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Lin Yuanqing stammered nervously.

Over the years, she has become increasingly afraid of this man. Before, she could call him "Shi Nan" affectionately, as if it were a special, intimate term of endearment.

From what point did she stop daring to call him that, instead calling him "Brother Nan" like the men under him?

Even though she is now Yu Shinan's woman, she doesn't dare to touch him at all; their relationship is worse than that of strangers.

This man's ruthlessness was subtle and understated; the title of "Yu Shinan's woman" effectively trapped her to death.

No one dared to make a move on her, and she could forget about having an affair with any man. No man would risk offending Yu Shinan by getting in touch with her.

Even more so, he arranged bodyguards around her, which could be said to ensure her safety, or it could be said to monitor her daily life.

He built her a beautiful, bright exterior, but inside it was a rotten, maddening cage.

For three years, more than 1000 days and nights, Lin Yuanqing kept thinking, "I'm surprised I haven't gone crazy yet."

She's not crazy; perhaps she still has hope.

This man is loyal and devoted. The salvation she gave him in the past is the only weapon she can use to win him over. No matter what she did in the process, Lin Yuanqing still felt that she had a chance to win his favor.

It just needs a little time.

That brat is already married.

In the past three years, he hasn't had a single woman by his side. She doesn't believe he doesn't want one. Even the toughest man will eventually soften. She needs to discard her negative fantasies and face the current situation positively, actively trying to gain this man's understanding and consideration.

Brother Nan.

Everyone calls him Brother Nan. Ever since he was still working for the old man in the Yu family, everyone below him, even those older than him, would respectfully call him Brother Nan. He was so familiar with it that he didn't think there was anything special about those two words.

But the way Fu Sichen calls him "Brother Nan" is different.

She called him Brother Nan, a different Brother Nan from her two older brothers.

Yu Shinan snapped out of his daze, his gaze turning cold as he looked at Lin Yuanqing. "Why did you come here?"

"Didn't you say there was an event you wanted me to attend with you?"

Yu Shinan paused for a moment, realizing he had forgotten. "The time has been changed. Have someone take you home."

After saying this, Yu Shinan turned to leave, but Lin Yuanqing quickly stopped him, saying, "We haven't seen each other in a long time. Since I'm already here, let's have a meal together."

Yu Shinan glanced at her, then instructed the person behind her, "Jiang Zhi, take her back."

Lin Yuanqing wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the man who had been following her at a distance. He was very polite and respectful, "Miss Lin, please get in the car."

Lin Yuanqing reluctantly got into the car, and this scene captured by the camera presented a different kind of tender affection.

Han Yi sent the photo directly to Fu Sichen.

"I went out to eat and saw someone I knew."

Fu Sichen looked at the message and photo sent by Han Yi. She opened it, and the man's image immediately caught her eye. He was standing on the roadside by the Silver Bay Hotel, with a broad and strong back. The photo only showed his profile, so she couldn't see his expression, but she could still tell where he was looking.

The woman was opening the car door and getting in when she looked back at me with such reluctance and longing.

The permed, bouncy curls look incredibly charming under the light and shadow.

She thought they should have gotten married long ago, but she didn't know why it had been delayed until now.

Regardless of the circumstances, the two seemed unaffected by any event; love and care are ultimately different.

A slight pain swept through her heart, but she concealed it well.

Although she deliberately blocked his messages, she couldn't completely block them because of her close relationships with the people around her.

But since she was already married, she wouldn't ask for details after hearing a lot of information, and no one would explain it to her in detail.

Han Yi's photo is mostly malicious mockery.

Fu Sichen replied rather irritably: "Mr. Han has been quite free lately, so he brought a few secretaries with him when he went out for business meetings?"

Han Yi: What gossip?

Fu Sichen: I'm afraid of rumors flying everywhere, which would make me look bad.

Han Yi: That's why I said I'd pick you up tomorrow, to fulfill my responsibilities as a husband.

Han Yi: What time will you arrive?

Fu Sichen: I sent you the flight information a long time ago, can't you take a look?

Han Yi: ...

Fu Sichen rolled her eyes. Needless to say, they must have missed her information again.

She exited the chat interface, but within two seconds, she went back in.

Some news may have passed through my ears, but it's been far too long since I've seen the person.

He doesn't seem to have changed much.

But she has changed a lot.

Brother Nan.

The moment those two words lingered on his lips, his eyes suddenly stung. Fu Sichen reached out and deleted the photo, then exited the chat window.

……

Fu Sichen's plane was delayed by three hours and finally landed in Ancheng at sunset.

The only thing that hasn't changed over the years is her long hair, which is very eye-catching.

Wearing high heels, a dress, and an outer layer, she still looks playful like a pure and innocent college student, her age of twenty-four is just right.

She took her phone and called Han Yi to ask where he was.

"Look to the left."

Fu Sichen turned his head, and the tall young man waved at him.

"Han Yi," Fu Sichen smiled at him, "Have you been waiting long?"

"It's alright, but I almost ruined my back from sitting so much," Han Yi complained as he handed her the flowers he had prepared.

"Your back is ruined after only a short time?" Fu Sichen looked at him mischievously. "You even bought me flowers. Who taught you to be so romantic?"

Han Yi reached out and put his hand on her shoulder. "Look at me."

"What are you doing?"

"Be more affectionate."

"..."

Fu Sichen looked at him cooperatively and smiled. On the surface, the combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman was very pleasing to the eye.

But his tone wasn't very friendly: "Of all people to mess with, you had to mess with a female celebrity in the entertainment industry. You're just asking for trouble."

Han Yi didn't respond, but took the luggage from her hands. Seeing that no one was around, he asked again, "Did you come back by yourself?"

"No, Su Wan and Yan Zheng are behind us." Fu Sichen consciously took Han Yi's arm. "Let's go, I don't want to be exposed to the media."

"But I only brought one car today." Han Yi glanced back, saw no one, took out his phone to make a call, "I'll call another car."

"No need, Tao Xi is here."

Han Yi paused for a moment, then turned to look at Fu Sichen. She was wearing long earrings shaped like flowers, cute cartoon characters, and her smiling eyes and eyebrows seemed unchanged.

But things have indeed changed.

Without realizing it, you might suddenly find that your friends, whom you know quite well, have become more independent.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Sichen turned to look at him. "Never seen this before?"

"I've seen her before, but she seems a bit unfamiliar. I have to go home tonight."

"I know."

After getting into his car, Fu Sichen called Tao Xi and then turned to ask Han Yi for his license plate number.

"Is it connected?"

"Don't worry, Wanwan's here." Tao Xi said with a smile. "We just got on the bus too, I'll catch up with you. This whole thing you've done is like something out of a spy movie."

Fu Sichen chuckled, "We'll talk about it when we get home."