Chapter 62

Chapter 62: This Is My Private Number

“Not at all. An immortal maiden should smell nice.” Jiang Shi Yue smiled sweetly. “That scent from last time was really unforgettable. If you get the chance, can you ask your boyfriend to blend a fragrance for me too?”

“Of course, no problem.” Su Xue was happy that Jiang Shi Yue liked it too. The young girl smiled so softly that she couldn’t bear to refuse, and she nodded at once.

After Su Xue left, Jiang Shi Yue’s smile faded. Her eyes went cool as well. Only after Su Xue’s back disappeared into the crowd did she return to Fu Qing Han’s car.

She saw the questioning look in Fu Qing Han’s eyes and didn’t hide anything. She said bluntly, “That’s a junior nurse at my brother’s care facility. You’ve checked on me, so you should know my brother has some mental issues. Last time I went to visit him, he suddenly had an episode, so I suspected it had something to do with the perfume on that nurse. But she told me that was her first time using that perfume.”

“You suspect your brother getting sick wasn’t an accident?” Fu Qing Han asked, but his tone sounded certain.

Jiang Shi Yue nodded honestly. She and Second Young Master Fu were allies now, so naturally she had to be frank. Besides, she’d be relying on his help later.

After a moment, Fu Qing Han spoke, his voice low and gentle. “Miss Jiang, in that case, after some time I’ll arrange for your older brother to be transferred to the best hospital in the Imperial Capital. You don’t need to worry too much about everything else.”

Hearing that, Jiang Shi Yue’s eyes curved, and she smiled brightly. “Little Fu, you’re really a good person.”

“Isn’t this what a suitor should do?” Fu Qing Han’s lips hooked slightly. He held out his hand and said simply, “Your phone.”

Jiang Shi Yue didn’t understand, but she still took out her phone.

Fu Qing Han’s long fingers tapped the screen at an unhurried pace. In no time, he had left a string of numbers.

Jiang Shi Yue glanced at it and asked, “Your phone number? But I already have your secretary’s number.”

“This is my private number. Basically, only my family knows it.” Fu Qing Han didn’t comment further and only said lightly, “It’ll be more convenient for us to keep in touch.”

Jiang Shi Yue thought he had a point. She nodded with a smile and casually saved the number as “Little Fu.”

The driver in the front was almost in tears. That was Second Young Master Fu’s private number! A private number!

Only people close to him could have that number!

How could Jiang Shi Yue not even look surprised!

He had been Fu Qing Han’s driver for eight years.

Not eight days – eight years!

Yet he still didn’t have Fu Qing Han’s private number.

The driver felt so jealous he was about to fall apart.

…

After she got home, even though she was mentally prepared, Jiang Shi Yue still paused.

Then her eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile touched her lips.

Oh-ho. The whole family was here, nice and complete.

On the sofa facing the front door sat Old Master Jiang and Grandma Jiang, who rarely came to Jiang Meng Qing’s home.

Beside them were Chen Xue Ru, wearing a gentle smile, and Jiang Mei Ling, her expression faintly resentful. On the other side, Jiang Meng Qing sat on the sofa with an iron-blue face, constantly shifting as if he couldn’t sit still.

Jiang Zi Chen was there too. He wasn’t sitting, but leaning against the wall, using an arrogant posture to show his impatience and disdain.

When Jiang Shi Yue strolled in slowly, all of them looked at her at the same time…