redvbooks Chapter 88 Gao Yuanyuan's Compensation
Chapter 88 Gao Yuanyuan's Compensation
"compensate?"
Fu Yibai's voice came from the other end, his tone devoid of emotion.
Gao Yuanyuan looked up and met those calm eyes, her heart skipped a beat for no reason.
"Yes...you said, as long as I can do it."
Fu Yibai looked at her.
Twenty-five-year-old Gao Yuanyuan is at the prime of her life.
That face was clean and bright, with a stubbornness and vulnerability in its brows and eyes, like a wounded deer struggling to hold on.
Forget it, I don't think you have any ability to compensate me.
That concludes the matter. Zhang Yadong has paid the price for his actions.
Hearing Fu Yibai's answer, Gao Yuanyuan felt somewhat ashamed.
In this man's eyes, she seemed to be worthless.
This was the first time Gao Yuanyuan had been ignored by a man, and a feeling of resentment rose in her heart.
"Director Fu, are you free tonight?"
"Um……"
Fu Yibai thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Would you like to come to my house tonight? I'll cook dinner myself."
Let me express my apologies.
Seeing her insistence, Fu Yibai nodded.
"Okay, I'll contact you after get off work."
After making the agreement, Gao Yuanyuan got up and left.
Fu Yibai stayed at the company until 5 p.m.
After get off work, Fu Yibai didn't let Liu Yan drive him; instead, he drove himself to Gao Yuanyuan's new home.
Following the address provided by Gao Yuanyuan, Fu Yibai rang the doorbell.
Two seconds later, rapid footsteps came from inside the door.
The door opened, and Gao Yuanyuan appeared wearing a beige loungewear dress with a thin belt around her waist, outlining her graceful curves.
She casually tied her long hair back, with a few stray strands falling around her ears, adding a touch of gentleness.
"Director Fu, please come in."
She stepped aside, her voice much softer than during the day.
Fu Yibai nodded slightly and stepped into the house. The air was filled with a faint aroma of food, mixed with the fresh scent of lemon.
The living room is decorated simply and warmly, with warm-toned lighting shining on the wooden coffee table, on which two sets of bowls and chopsticks are already set.
"Please have a seat, the soup will be ready soon."
Gao Yuanyuan turned and walked towards the kitchen, her skirt swaying gently.
Slight noises came from the kitchen: the clinking of spatulas and Gao Yuanyuan's occasional soft humming.
"Director Fu, what would you like to drink? Coffee, juice, or tea?"
Her voice came from the kitchen.
"Water will do."
"it is good."
A moment later, Gao Yuanyuan came out with a glass of warm water and placed it in front of him.
Then he turned around and went back to the kitchen.
Fu Yibai leaned back on the sofa, watching her busy figure.
"Dinner is ready."
Gao Yuanyuan brought out the last dish and placed it on the table.
"I don't know if it suits your taste, but please give it a try."
She handed him the chopsticks, sat down opposite him, and looked at him nervously.
Fu Yibai picked up a piece of pork rib, chewed it, and nodded.
"good."
A smile appeared on Gao Yuanyuan's face, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't like the food..."
She paused for a moment, then picked up her chopsticks and began to eat in small bites.
The two ate quietly for a while, neither of them saying a word.
The only sound in the living room was the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks.
Gao Yuanyuan ate very little, her chopsticks poking around in her bowl, her gaze occasionally falling on Fu Yibai before quickly looking away.
Dinner was eaten rather slowly, taking about an hour to finish.
"Director Fu, please sit down and rest for a while."
I'll go cut you some fruit.
"Okay, thank you."
Fu Yibai nodded and sat on the sofa to watch TV.
.........
Ten minutes later.
"Director Fu, have some fruit."
Gao Yuanyuan changed into a burgundy silk nightgown, and when she bent over, her full breasts were clearly exposed to Fu Yibai.
"you……"
Fu Yibai did not avoid her gaze; he had already guessed what the woman was thinking.
After placing the fruit plate, Gao Yuanyuan gracefully walked over and sat down next to Fu Yibai.
Her delicate body pressed tightly against his.
"Director Fu, do you like it?"
Gao Yuanyuan suppressed her embarrassment and placed Fu Yibai's hand on her leg.
"Woman, you're playing with fire."
Fu Yibai was not going to act like a gentleman; his palm caressed her smooth, delicate thigh.
"I'm willing."
Her voice was soft, and her emotions were a mix of nervousness, stubbornness, and even a hint of self-abandonment.
Fu Yibai didn't say anything more, but instead raised his hand and lifted her chin.
Gao Yuanyuan closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling violently, and her breathing became erratic.
When the kiss landed, she went completely limp.
Her hand climbed onto his shoulder, responding awkwardly, her heart pounding as if it would burst out of her chest.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yibai released her.
Gao Yuanyuan opened her eyes, her cheeks flushed, her gaze unfocused, and her chest heaving violently.
"Carry me back to my room."
Fu Yibai stood up and picked her up in his arms.
Gao Yuanyuan wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his chest, and could hear his strong heartbeat.
The door to the master bedroom was ajar, and he kicked it open.
The room was dark, with only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window.
She was gently placed on the bed; the silk sheets were slightly cool, contrasting sharply with her burning hot skin.
As Fu Yibai bent down, Gao Yuanyuan reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulling him toward her.
"Director Fu..."
Her voice was soft, tinged with nervousness, but even more so with anticipation.
"Call me by my name."
"Yi Bai..."
The moonlight streamed in quietly from the window, falling on their intertwined figures.
The night was long.