CEO’s Secret Lover

Chapter 563: Suspicious Man

Y city.

After Huo Xiwen returned to Huo Group to work, the whole person became busy.

Although Fu Mujun often called her for dinner, she almost refused because of her busy work.

Two days later, at 5 pm, Huo Xiwen came out of the company and was preparing to go home. He walked to the door of the company, but suddenly saw a familiar figure standing next to the door.

"Fu Mujun? Why are you ..." She looked at the other in surprise, only surprised, but not happy.

"I thought you were too late today to get off work, and I seem to be very lucky." Fu Mujun smiled and stretched out the copilot's door and asked her to get in.

Being caught by him, Huo Xiwen could not find an excuse for refusal, and had to bite the bullet and get in the car.

The door was closed, Fu Mujun got into the car from the driver's seat on the other side, leaned back, extended his hand, took a bunch of red roses from the back seat and handed it to her: "For you."

Huo Xiwen took the flowers, only then realized that he should show surprise, so he exaggerated smile on his face, "Zhen beautiful, thank you."

Fu Mujun smiled, started the car and drove forward.

Huo Xiwen looked up out the window, "Where are we going now?"

"Take you to eat delicious food." Fu Mujun said.

Huo Xiwen couldn't find a topic to talk to, and looked down at the rose in front of him for a while.

"How's it going? The two days work well?" Fu Mujun asked again at this time.

"Well, how do you say, after all, I haven't been to the company for a long time, many businesses are not familiar with me, and I'm still adapting. Generally speaking, it's not bad." Huo Xiwen thought for a while, said.

"Don't worry, take your time. You could do well in the past, but now it's definitely okay." Fu Mujun comforted her.

"Um." Huo Xiwen nodded.

"Actually, have you ever thought that since you are back, you will stay with the company in the future?" Fu Mujun asked.

When Huo Xiwen heard this, his brow frowned slightly, and he looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Why do you ask that?"

"Xiwen, look, this Huo's group was left to you by my uncle. I think he hopes that you can make the company he founded himself bigger and bigger. One more thing, I usually work a lot. There is not much time to accompany you, and if you work in the company, it will not be so boring, do you think? "Fu Mujun analyzed.

Huo Xiwen understood what he meant: "Do you mean that I want to stay in the company, right?"

"I just want you to be busy with one's own business so that you will live a fuller life."

"But then, if we both are busy with work, we will spend less time together." Huo Xiwen deliberately raised this contradiction, said.

"I will take your time to arrange my schedule." Fu Mujun smiled.

Huo Xiwen was a little surprised. She never expected that Fu Mujun would want to stay in Huo's group so much.

Knowing the identity of the other party, she knew that he must have purpose for this, but for the time being she could not figure out what his purpose was.

"In this case, I will listen to you, and I will stay in the company." Huo Xiwen pretended to be obedient.

Fu Mujun saw that she agreed, and the corner of her mouth went up unconsciously, revealing a strange smile.

The car went all the way, and twenty minutes later, I came to the door of a Japanese restaurant.

After getting off the car, Huo Xiwen glanced at the surrounding environment. This is a high-end commercial street in City Y. The location of this Japanese restaurant is quiet and well-decorated.

Upon entering the store, the beautiful female in kimono welcomed Fu Mujun and took them directly to a box.

The box is large, with a cooking console and a middle-aged man wearing a kimono.

The man was cutting Yusheng on the operating platform. When he saw Fu Mujun, he looked up and greeted him, "Mu Junsang is here."

"Brother Sanda, I haven't seen you in a long time." Fu Mujun smiled, took Huo Xiwen to the opposite side of the console, and sat down in a chair.

Mita turned her head and looked at Huo Xiwen: "What is this beautiful lady?"

"My fiancee, Huo Xiwen." Fu Mujun introduced.

"It turned out to be Miss Huo, fortunately." Mita said, pouring a glass of sake for each of them.

At this time, Fu Mujun turned to Huo Xiwen and introduced: "Seat, this is Sanda Jiro, a friend I know in Tokyo and a master chef."

"Mr. Mita, hello." Huo Xiwen nodded slightly and greeted him, his eyes have always been his skillful hand, slicing live fish.

"Try it." Sanda pointed at the salmon before them.

Huo Xiwen picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of salmon, and dipped the mustard into her mouth. She didn't really like to eat raw things, but because of her face, she still tasted it. To her surprise, this salmon Compared to what she has tasted in the past, whether it is the taste or the taste, it has to be several grades higher. The fat, fresh and smooth texture burst out in her mouth, and she was instantly happy.

"It tastes good," she sighed as she ate.

"Eating sashimi, ingredients and knife skills are very important. Brother Sanda's fish here is fished in the open seas of Japan. When the sky comes over, it is fresh, so the taste is naturally much better than that of ordinary Japanese restaurants. Mu Jun introduced.

"Miss Huo likes to eat and can come here often." Mita Jiro smiled.

When Huo Xiwen ate, he looked at his hands and found that there were thick calluses at the tiger's mouth of his two hands, and said: "Mr. Sanda's sword work is so good, it seems to have worked hard."

"Actually, I haven't learned cooking for a long time, only about one year." Mita Jiro said.

"More than a year?" Huo Xiwen looked at the calluses on his hands, which didn't look like they could form in more than a year. Especially, he also had them on his left hand. What about the left hand?

Thinking of his relationship with Fu Mujun, Huo Xiwen could not help but doubt his identity.

Being able to be Fu Mujun's friends, looking at their appearance, the relationship is still very good. It can be seen that his identity should not be as simple as a chef.

"I don't know what Mr. Sanda did before then?" Huo Xiwen couldn't help asking.

"Miss Huo might as well guess?" Mita looked at Huo Xiwen with a pair of not too big eyes, and there was an uncomfortable chill under her eyes.

Huo Xiwen rolled his eyes, blinked his pretty big eyes, thought for a while, then shook his head: "Businessman? Doctor? Lawyer? Teacher? What is it? I can't guess. Just tell me the answer."