"If a man suddenly starts caring about his appearance and even posts selfies on social media," Fu Yan said sarcastically, "it means... the peacock is about to display its feathers."
Lu Jiangnian rolled his eyes at the rearview mirror, "You think you know everything."
Fu Yan smiled, "You're about to display your feathers."
Lu Jiangnian: ...
Damn it, Fu Er had been gone for almost a month, so why did he still seem to know him like the back of his hand?
When Lu finally got this Buddha statue delivered to Fu Group, he didn't even get out of the car and quickly drove off after saying "bye."
The first thing he did was to open his phone and create a group: Jerks.
There was only one person in the group: Fu Yan.
Then he hummed a song as he drove back to the company.
When he got out of the car, he twisted off the rearview mirror to take a look.
Hmm, handsome!
...
In the PR department hallway, Qin Zhenzhen was talking to Sheng Congzhi on the phone.
