Chapter 1095 You make it up, I'm listening
"What's the relationship between me and An Chen? It doesn't matter, it's just that I'm more willing to help others, so I will help her answer the question."
Fu Yanxing just quietly listened to Wu Ke making up here, with a calm expression, as if saying: You make it up, I will listen.
"Some things are boring to ask so clearly. I tell you to listen, and then just forcefully believe it. That's all." Looking at Fu Yanxing's expression, Wu Ke knew that he didn't believe it, and he himself didn't intend to make others believe it.
What is the relationship between him and An Chen? Wu Ke himself couldn't explain it clearly. There was indeed a relationship, but he really couldn't explain it clearly.
"Then I hope that one day we will not stand on the opposite side, and I hope you will always be willing to help others." Fu Yanxing glanced at Wu Ke, and then smiled.
For Wu Ke, what Fu Yanxing said just now is already a good show, does that mean that An Chen should have the same attitude.
An Chen would give him the couplets written by herself, which actually expressed her current thoughts to a certain extent. Wu Ke suddenly felt a little relieved.
Their first meeting was not very pleasant, and the second meeting was really hasty, and the two meetings did not leave a good impression. Wu Ke has already made preparations for An Chen to regard him as an enemy.
Unexpectedly, the facts are different from his imagination, and the facts are more pleasing.
"I've always been willing to help others." Wu Ke's answer is a promise, and it also seems like an affirmation. Although he has reasons and reasons that he can't say, he will not hurt An Chen.
"Thank you for the gift." Wu Ke shouted at Fu Yanxing's back, and then went back into the room.
There are still people waiting at home. The words Fu Yanxing said when he said goodbye really made Wu Ke envious. How long has it been since he had such an opportunity? There are too many to count.
When will he have the opportunity to say such words? Wu Ke sighed, and after returning to the room, he carefully spread the couplets on the coffee table, and then watched them carefully.
As expected of An Chen, the handwriting is really beautiful, and the content of the couplet is well thought out, the smile on Wu Ke's face can no longer be concealed.
Of course the couplets are reluctant to post them outside. Although the couplets should belong outside, they were written by An Chen himself, and they can be regarded as the first gift An Chen gave him.
Wu Ke thought for a while, then went to the warehouse. After searching for a long time in the warehouse, Wu Ke finally found what he was looking for, which was a big picture frame.
Going back to the living room with the things in hand, Wu Ke carefully framed the couplets and blessing characters in the picture frame, and then took many photos back and forth.
Wu Ke now looks like an elder who received a gift from a junior. Although the things are not very expensive, he is so happy that he cannot express it.
Maybe the current Wu Ke is the truest self. The usual Wu Ke looks a little bit fierce and cold-blooded.
In fact, everyone has two faces. The hard and powerful side is reserved for outsiders, which is also a way to protect oneself, and the warm and soft side is reserved for family and friends.
Looking at the framed couplets and blessing characters, Wu Ke sat on the sofa, drinking tea and humming a little song happily, very happy.
(end of this chapter)