His Glamorous Reborn Wife novel Chapter 334

She took a serious look. It was a date.

Come to think of it, this date was the date she and Fu Xiuyuan had registered their marriage.

In other words, at that time, he had already ordered these two wedding rings and stored them, it was just that he hadn't brought them out.

It was probably because at that time, he had felt that to Shi Jin, the marriage was still uncertain, so he had waited until it was her birthday before taking out the ring and giving it to her.

Shi Jin put the necklace around her neck and stood up to leave.

Yao Jiahong handed her the job details and glanced at the necklace and ring that she had hidden in her clothes.

He gave her a look that said, "That's more like it."

After she left the house, she went straight to the Fu Corporation building.

The car stopped in the parking lot of the building. She was about to call Song Fan when she saw Qiao Zhuoli.

"Second Uncle Qiao." Shi Jin walked up to him.

Qiao Zhuoli was only slightly older than Fu Xiuyuan and the others, but because of his seniority, everyone had to address him as uncle.

"Looking for Xiuyuan?" Qiao Zhuoli's gaze was distant and deep, exuding an unfathomable coldness.

"Yes. Are you here to do something?"

"Already finished." Qiao Zhuoli turned away before saying, "But I still have something on, so I'll take my leave first."

"Alright." Shi Jin wanted to give Fu Xiuyuan a surprise, so she didn't call him.

However, calling Song Fan would also alert Fu Xiuyuan.

Meeting Qiao Zhuoli was quite a coincidence.

Under Qiao Zhuoli's instructions, the receptionist didn't interrogate Shi Jin and let her go upstairs.

Shi Jin arrived at the top floor where Fu Xiuyuan was. Song Fan was coming out of the meeting room to get some documents. When he saw Shi Jin, he said in surprise, "Little Shi..."

"Shh. Is Fu Xiuyuan in a meeting?"

"Yes, I'll talk to Master Fu right away."

"No need, I'll just wait for him in the office."

Song Fan was hesitant, but he dared not disobey Shi Jin.

Shi Jin pushed open Fu Xiuyuan's office door and walked in.

Song Fan took the documents and left.

She scanned the huge office. The last time she was there, she had not paid much attention to it. This time, she realized that this office was really cold to the extreme. It was decorated in black, white, and gray, and looked very clean. However, Fu Xiuyuan had actually placed a photo album on his desk.

Shi Jin glanced at it. It was a picture of her. She did not know when it was taken, but it showed her sleeping.

She narrowed her eyes. The ends of her eyes were long and narrow. Her long eyelashes were as calm as a butterfly's, and her face was pink and filled with serenity and peace. There was also a hint of satisfaction and

laziness in her gaze.

Looking at the bed and background in the photo, Shi Jin suddenly remembered when the photo was taken.

Wasn't this how she looked after she fell asleep on her birthday? It was also the night she had taken the initiative to break the taboo with Fu Xiuyuan.

Fu Xiuyuan looked like a gentleman on the outside, but who would have thought that he would secretly take such a photo while she was asleep?

Shi Jin pursed her lips and looked at the computer.

The screen was still locked with her photo, but this time, it was a photo of her on stage. A beam of light was falling over her, as if the entire world's light was on her.

Shi Jin had never seen this photo before. From the angle of the photo, it must have been taken by Fu Xiuyuan himself.

How much fanaticism was concealed beneath his cold exterior?

Shi Jin looked at the rest of his things. Other than the stuff related to her, everything else in the room was still cold, black, white and gray. Only the items related to Shi Jin were passionate, radiant and warm.

Shi Jin reached out and placed the bottles of essential oil she had made into his drawer.

The bottles were filled with different formulas of essential oil. The scent was very faint and would spread through the air.

Most of them had a calming effect for Fu Xiuyuan's bi-polar.

The truth was that Fu Xiuyuan's mental state was becoming more and more stable.

She had just finished arranging the bottles when a message came in on WeChat.

"Little ancestor, do you still have the essential oil from last time? Can you provide a little more? [Blinking.jpg, acting cute.jpg, rolling.jpg, press your palms together.jpg, kneeling down and begging.jpg]."

Shi Jin took a look. "I don't have much."

"That's good, that's good. [Happy.jpg]! Then, should I send someone to get it, or will my little ancestor send it to me?"

"I'll send it to you."