Chapter 563 The Man Who Sleeps In
Wen Qiao carried the food box and walked for more than ten minutes to Fu Nanli's residence. After pressing the password, he entered the door. It was quiet inside except for the sound of rain falling on the window.
Wen Qiao placed the food box on the dining table, then quietly went upstairs and gently opened the door. The room was dark, and Fu Nanli was still lying on the bed.
Wen Qiao knew that he must not have slept much last night and wanted to keep an eye on the platform so that he would not be attacked again.
Indeed, the app did not suffer a second wave of attacks. At four in the morning, Fu Nanli went to bed with peace of mind.
Wen Qiao walked up to him on the soft carpet, sat on the edge of the bed, and called him softly: "Would you like to get up and eat something before going to sleep? Otherwise it will be bad for your stomach."
Fu Nanli slowly opened his eyes and directly took the person into his arms. In the dim light, Wen Qiao saw that his eyes were very red, caused by fatigue. There was a faint greenish tinge under his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "I'm not hungry, I'm not." Appetite, let me sleep a little longer.”
Wen Qiao rested on his arm and gently traced his deep, statue-like features with her fingers: "Did you sleep late?"
"Well, I went to bed at four o'clock."
The voice is hoarse and sexy, and when combined with the sound of rain, it feels full of sobriety.
"Why so late?" The slender fingers slid across the man's chin and landed on his Adam's apple. His broad palm immediately grabbed her lower hand to prevent the naughty fingers from lingering any longer, and her breath became heavier.
"Don't you know?" The man's voice became even hoarse.
Wen Qiao: "Huh? What do you know?"
"Last night Zhonghuan's e-commerce platform was attacked by hackers."
Wen Qiao: "Ah? Really?"
"Um."
"Solve it?"
"solved."
"Oh, thank you for your hard work."
Fu Nanli tightened his hold on the person in his arms: "Stop talking and let me sleep a little longer, be good."
"okay."
Fu Nanli rarely stayed in bed, and with Wen Qiao in his arms, he slept until half past nine this time, and Wen Qiao followed him and fell asleep again.
Fu Nanli was already feeling refreshed, and the rain was still falling outside the window. Seeing that the person in his arms was still asleep with his eyes closed, he was just about to be gentle for a while when the doorbell rang.
The young master frowned slightly, and Wen Qiao opened his eyes, "Someone is ringing the doorbell."
"Well, I'll open the door and you can sleep a little longer."
Wen Qiao struggled to sit up: "I'm not here to sleep. I'm bringing you food. The potato pancakes and red bean porridge made by Uncle Ji are delicious. I'll heat them up for you."
Fu Nanli opened the door. Fu Chuan, who was standing outside the door, felt that his face was extremely ugly and asked with concern: "Did you sleep too late?"
Fu Nanli's eyebrows trembled slightly: "You came at the wrong time."
Seeing Wen Qiao busy in the kitchen, Fu Chuan understood that he had indeed come at the wrong time.
"The sales volume last night broke the record of previous years. In addition, every grand prize in the lottery on Weibo has been drawn. There is no shady secret. The first prize winner even became famous because of this lottery."
Some people on the opposite platform even said that this was a hype method by Zhonghuan, which made people laugh or cry.
Fu Nanli adjusted the collar of his nightgown: "Has the person who launched the virus attack been caught?"
"We caught her. She is a woman named Hailey. She is twenty-four years old. She is half of Country M. She is a mixed race."
Wen Qiao, holding a dinner plate, stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Brother Nanli, breakfast is hot. You go upstairs and brush your teeth. Come down and eat."
After Fu Nanli finished washing, he returned to the dining room. Wen Qiao sat across from him. Fu Chuan pulled out a chair and sat next to Fu Nanli.
The two continued to talk about last night's events.