Mo Shaping returned to her room, put on her headphones, and listened to the recording from class.
Her eyes couldn't focus clearly, so she used her phone to record the teacher's voice during the class. She would listen to the parts she didn't understand several times at night.
Although it was said that university life could be relaxing, Mo Shaping didn't want to slack off. She wanted to strive to obtain a scholarship to alleviate her uncle's burden of supporting the family.
After she hid herself in the room, Fu Shichan made a call to the overseas medical team. "Change the taste of the nutrient solution a bit. Make it taste better."
"But Mr. Fu, for so many years, our supplements have always been this flavor and have never changed," said the overseas medical team.
Fu Shichan was wealthy and said, "Double the research and development bonus."
Immediately, the other side changed their stance, "Yes, Mr. Fu. Please tell us what flavor you want, and we will start the research immediately!"
That day, Mo Shaping was about to drink the nutrient solution as she usually did.
But just as she took a sip, she was astonished and widened her eyes.
It was so sweet, it was strawberry-flavored.
Mo Shaping licked her lips contentedly, "Why did it suddenly change the flavor? Could it be spoiled?"
She called Uncle Fu and asked about the nutrient solution.
Fu Shichan was signing documents and placed his phone on the table, using speakerphone.
"It's not spoiled. Just drink it, you'll be fine," he said.
"The nutrient solution has changed to strawberry flavor. Enjoy it!"
The assistant Wang watched helplessly as her boss lied. "Maybe they bought the wrong product."
"Uncle, can we all buy this flavor from now on? I like it."
"As you wish."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Shichan handed the documents to the assistant Wang, who was standing there in a daze.
Fu Shichan raised an eyebrow, "Wang Yong?"
"Oh, Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. I was just absent-minded for a moment."
Wang Yong took the documents and went out to run errands.
After leaving the executive office, Wang Yong wondered in his mind, "Why did Mr. Fu give the overseas medical team ten times the bonus just to make the nutrient product taste better? The payment process was supervised by me, and there was absolutely no mistake."
Why did it suddenly become a flippant "The flavor was changed by mistake" in the phone call?
If you could just buy a specially made nutrient solution by making a random mistake, there wouldn't be the need to allocate eight-digit research funds.
Mr. Fu's operations are becoming increasingly incomprehensible.
Fu Shichan was concentrating on handling the company's affairs, and the secretary brought in a cup of coffee.
While drinking the coffee, he suddenly remembered Mo Shaping's expression when she was drinking the nutrient solution.
Was it really that bad?
When she drank the strawberry-flavored nutrient solution, her eyes were shining brightly, like a satisfied kitten. Fu Shichan couldn't help but smile involuntarily.
The secretary beside him was stunned.
"Mr. Fu, do you... have any happy news?"
Fu Shichan's eyebrows were cold, and he returned to his usual coldness, "Do your job well. Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
He wasn't deliberately spoiling Mo Shaping, just because she was his nominal wife, he couldn't be too cold to her.
Besides, if Mo Shaping secretly threw away the nutrient solution because it was too bad-tasting, and her eyes never recovered, her grandmother would surely blame him.
He didn't have the leisure time to watch over Mo Shaping for twenty-four hours a day to make sure she took the supplements on time.
Somehow, Fu Shichan remembered what she said about the power couple on TV not having to go to work and being idle all day.
It was completely different from the real him. There was no such thing as a president who didn't work. He had countless meetings, negotiations, and contracts every day... busy enough that he didn't even have time for rest. ... Why do I suddenly think of this little blind man again?
Fu Shihan tugged at his tie, feeling inexplicably restless.
That night, Fu Shihan had a social engagement and didn't return home until very late.
He had thought that the little blind man had already gone to sleep, but unexpectedly, the light in the living room was on, and the girl was sleeping on the table.
She was wearing only a thin silk nightgown, and the soft light gently shone on her, giving her an ethereal glow.
Mu Shaping had a peaceful smile, her fair and tender cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, her eyelashes dark and thick, casting a shadow of lashes around her eyes.
Fu Shihan changed his shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room.
He thought his movements were very quiet, but unexpectedly, he still woke up the person lying on the table.
Mu Shaping moved her nose and said, "Uncle, have you had a drink?"
Fu Shihan had a faint smell of alcohol and tobacco on him, which wasn't unpleasant; instead, it blended well with the scent of sandalwood, forming a mature and charming man's aroma.
"Um," Fu Shihan's voice was low and magnetic, somewhat hoarse, "Why are you sleeping here?"
Mu Shaping stood up and said, "You don't let me sleep on the sofa, so I'll wait for you here."
Fu Shihan was speechless.
He didn't let her sleep on the sofa because he was afraid she was weak and might catch a cold.
She was fine, sleeping on the table, but wasn't that also easy to catch a cold?
Fu Shihan extended a finger and helplessly pointed at her brow, his tone carrying a kind of affection that he wasn't even aware of, "Little Blind Man, stubborn."
Mu Shaping covered her forehead and weakly said, "I'm not Little Blind Man. I can see."
Fu Shihan seemed uncomfortable and staggered towards the sofa.
Mu Shaping quickly held his arm and helped him sit on the sofa.
"Sit here for a while, I'll go get you some water."
Mu Shaping was about to leave when Fu Shihan grabbed her wrist, "No need."
The man couldn't help but chuckle, his hoarse voice carrying a strong sense of tiredness, "Little Blind Man, take care of yourself."
Mu Shaping puffed out her cheeks and argued with him, "Uncle, I'm not Little Blind Man. I can see."
Fu Shihan raised an eyebrow and his handsome face moved closer to her, "Can you see my face clearly?"
Mu Shaping strained her eyes to look for a while but still couldn't make it out.
It was foggy in front of her eyes, as if there was a layer of frosted glass between them.
Mu Shaping grabbed his hand and pulled it off, "Alright, Uncle, just sit here quietly and don't move."
She went to the kitchen and poured a cup of warm water, placing it in front of him, "Drink some water first, I'll go help you find some medicine."
Mu Shaping opened the family medicine cabinet and looked at the medicine boxes for a long time, because she couldn't make out the words on them, she couldn't identify which medicine to take.
Fu Shihan noticed her little movements, "Take it, I'll find it myself."
Mu Shaping bit her lower lip in annoyance and had to put the medicine cabinet in front of him.
Fu Shihan's slender two fingers picked up a medicine box, took out a plate of medicine, and drank two pills with the warm water she had poured.
"I've already heated up the hot water, you can just go and wash it yourself later."
Fu Shihan "mumbled" in agreement, his knees apart, elbows resting on his knees, his head slightly lowered to rest.
He relaxed for a moment and was about to take a bath when he noticed that the little blind man was still standing there, not moving, seemingly not trusting him.
Fu Shihan smiled carelessly, "I'm going to take a bath, do you want to come with me?"
"Ah?" Mu Shaping didn't understand.
After two seconds, she finally realized what he was saying, her cheeks instantly flushed red, "No, no, I didn't do that. I didn't drink too much and I can see."
She just wanted to stay and help because she was afraid he would drink too much and not take good care of himself.
Fu Shihan pretended to misunderstand her meaning, took off his tie, and threw it casually on the sofa. His slender and jade-like fingers slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.
Even though it was a simple action, he performed it very pleasingly.
"Since you can't see, following isn't a bad idea either."