Wen Ran didn’t know whether Fu Chenlie’s words were true or not.
However, when she uttered the phrase "innocent girl," why did a bunch of indescribable pop-up ads spring to her mind?
The train carriage maintained a brief silence.
After a while, Wen Ran looked at Fu Chenlie, "Boss, tomorrow is Saturday, can I also take the day off and not co to work?"
He, while closing his eyes to rest, said indifferently, "The driver gets four days off each month, you need to request a day off at least one day in advance."
Wen Ran didn’t raise any objections.
Because she knew, it would be pointless.
She said, "Then I want to take Sunday off."
His thin lips moved, and he asked, "Why?"
Wen Ran chuckled lightly, "Taking a rest is my basic right as an employee, four days a month are my holidays, I don’t need to tell you where I’m going, right?"
The man suddenly opened his eyes.
He glanced from the corner of his eye at her who was sitting on the driver’s seat to his left, his lips turned downwards, "Is that so?"
Wen Ran confidently said, "Yes."
Little did she know, just as she finished speaking, he very authoritatively inford her, "You can’t take Sunday off."
She frowned imdiately, "Why?"
"Because I have sothing to do and need a driver."
"But you didn’t ntion that earlier."
Fu Chenlie adjusted his posture, his eyes gently focusing on her, "Employees are required to inform their supervisor in advance for a leave, that’s the rule. But have you ever seen a company rule where leaders have to tell their itinerary to the driver in advance?"
Wen Ran ground her teeth secretly.
Thinking it over, she still couldn’t accept it and murmured softly, "I’ve been your driver since graduation, I haven’t been to other companies, how would I know?"
"Then let tell you, there is no rule where leaders report their itinerary to employees."
"Oh."
She was displeased and took a deep breath before looking at him and asking again, "What do you have on the weekend, and at what ti do you need the driver?"
"So, whatever ti I need the driver, you’re planning to arrange your own affairs around that?"
"I’m going to visit my Grandma."
At her words, Fu Chenlie’s expression paused slightly, and the provocative look in his eyes also faded.
He shifted his gaze from her face to the landscape outside the windshield and muttered softly, "My plan for the weekend is also to visit Grandma."
"Well, then, I’ll go see my Grandma next weekend."
"I’m talking about your Grandma."
Wen Ran paused, "What did you say?"
She didn’t mishear, did she?
He said he was going to see her Grandma?!
While she was still doubting, the man was already answering her question leisurely, "When I last called Grandma, didn’t she invite to visit your place when I’m available? This weekend, I’m free."
Wen Ran explained patiently, "Actually, my Grandma just said that casually."
Fu Chenlie shot her a look, "What do you an? You don’t welco ?"
She quickly denied, "No, I just didn’t expect you’d take my Grandma’s words so seriously, I thought you disliked so much, you wouldn’t think of eting my family..."
Fu Chenlie scoffed, tossing her a remark, "I dislike you, it has nothing to do with your Grandma, don’t flatter yourself."
Wen Ran, "..."
How was that flattering herself?
It was clearly because he always left things half said, didn’t easily reveal his thoughts, liked keeping people guessing, and she couldn’t read him, that she would interpret things her own way, just slightly speculating.
However, him wanting to visit her Grandma was sothing she hadn’t expected.
Wen Ran couldn’t help but wonder, what would Fu Chenlie, who always liked to command in her presence, be like when he t Grandma?
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