Big Boss Fu's Gift

Shi Qian panicked and took a step back. She bumped into a chair and fell back.

Fu Sinian held the arm of his chair and slowly leaned toward Shi Qian.

Shi Qian's breathing stopped. Trapped in a circle, she felt oppressed.

Fu Sinian picked up his teacup and brought it to Shi Qian's mouth.

"Shi Qian, finish this pot of tea. My job is done."

Shi Qian quickly took the teacup and gulped it down.

"Young Master Fu, I'm done drinking."

Fu Sinian looked at the empty teacup and his lips curved slightly.

"Shi Qian, I came all the way here to bring you tea. Are you going to thank me?"

Shi Qian immediately sensed danger.

"What do you want me to do, Young Master Fu?"

"You have to say thank you, right?"

"Just a thank you?"

Fu Sinian smiled. It was as warm as a spring breeze.

"If you want to make a practical gesture, I won't refuse."

"Thank you," Shi Qian said immediately.