The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Fu Yanxing, I didn't expect that your house would have so many fun things." Of course An Chen would not have thought that these things were all temporarily prepared by Fu Yanxing.

"You live in this room." Fu Yanxing opened the door and pushed An Chen into the room. He had already seen the finished product on Qu Yan's mobile phone, so he didn't need to visit the room and just watched An Chen's reaction.

"Awesome! Is your home all like this?" An Chen particularly likes the color scheme of this room, which he likes, and the decoration style is also his favorite type.

"No, I specially prepared it for you." Fu Yanxing admitted it openly and directly this time. He was not some second-string actor who silently gave without asking for anything in return. His purpose was very clear.

He liked An Chen, so it would be better to let her know about the things he did specifically for An Chen, otherwise how could he let her know? An Chen discovered that he liked her.

"You're not planning to come out in just these few days, are you? No wonder you and Qu Yan have been acting strangely these past few days, always sneaking out and chatting together. And that day Qu Yan asked me what color I like? You asked him to ask too. Bar?"

After An Chen knows the answer, he can connect the processes of the past few days together.

"Do you like this room?" Fu Yanxing did not answer An Chen's question, but asked instead.

"I like it, why don't I like it?" An Chen said as he turned his wheelchair forward. Fu Yanxing saw this and hurriedly helped.

Car models, whale dolls and crystal balls, small trees made of lollipops, and ferris wheel iron ornaments are all An Chen's favorite things.

Not just the whole thing, every detail is just right. Although Qu Yan was busy with the decoration, these small details were chosen by Fu Yanxing himself.

"Isn't this your room?" An Chen suddenly turned around and looked at Fu Yanxing. Although there was no difference between the rooms, and An Chen didn't see other rooms, there were still differences between the master bedroom and other rooms.

The independent bathroom and dressing room are nothing, but the floor-to-ceiling windows and oversized TV are a bit like Fu Yanxing's style.

"It's yours now. I'll live next to you." Fu Yanxing admitted the room, but at the same time he didn't give An Chen the right to refuse.

"you sure?"

"I've paid you rent for living in your house for so long."

"My rent is not so expensive, okay? I'm not a profiteer."

"Then you can come and stay at any time. The door code is your birthday, and I'll give you the apartment key." Fu Yanxing took out his key and gave it to An Chen.

The key suddenly arrived in his pocket. Before An Chen could react, he didn't pay much attention to the fact that the password was his birthday.

"Let's go downstairs?" Fu Yanxing took the time to change the subject.

"Okay, I want to stay in that hanging chair all the time. I wanted to install one in the apartment before, but I never had time to do it. I also want to put a small tent in the living room. I should also clear out the downstairs floor. Otherwise, I might not be able to let it go.”

An Chen kept thinking about it, and Fu Yanxing listened, occasionally saying a few words, and writing down what An Chen wanted to do. Since An Chen didn't have time, he would help her realize it.

The two of them stayed downstairs for a long time before the others came down together. Qu Yan was also credited with delaying time, wanting to give Fu Yanxing and An Chen more time to be alone.

"I haven't lived here for a long time. I don't have anything here. Someone will deliver it later." Fu Yanxing talked to everyone and moved to An Chen's side while talking.

Because everyone makes mistakes, pencils have an eraser on the other end. --"SpongeBob SquarePants"