Mr. Qin's cinnabar mole

Chapter 465 I'll Buy You For A Day

Song Zhizi stared at the filth in front of him, feeling a little dazed, his drunk head buzzing.

Slowly raising her head, Song Zhizi looked at Ye Zhiwen with an innocent expression. She wanted to cry, but also wanted to run away.Song Zhizi suddenly clasped his hands together and apologized to Ye Zhiwen, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll just clean it up for you!"

She rummaged around in her bag for more than ten seconds before finding an Armani silk scarf.Holding the silk scarf, Song Zhizi was about to squat down in front of Ye Zhiwen, intending to wipe his shoes clean.

Ye Zhiwen suddenly took a step back. "No need." There was a sense of alienation in the voice.

Song Zhizi froze.

Ye Zhiwen: "I said, Ms. Song, if you know that you will vomit when you're drunk, then you shouldn't drink so much." Ye Zhiwen's tone was a bit cold, with a stern and indifferent face, he said blankly: " Besides, if you are out alone, especially if you are a beautiful girl, drunk and unconscious, what should you do if you meet someone bad?"

Song Zhizi suddenly raised his head to look at Ye Zhiwen.

From the angle of looking up, you can only see Ye Zhiwen's pursed lips and his stern jawline.Song Zhizi suddenly asked Ye Zhiwen: "So you are?"

Ye Zhiwen was taken aback. "What?"

Song Zhizi stood up, she twisted the silk scarf with her fingers, her little red face approached Ye Zhiwen's cheek, she stared at Ye Zhiwen's face closely, and asked again: "Sir, are you a villain? "

"You're drunk." He straightened his expression and stepped back slightly.Looking up, seeing that he was almost at his home, Ye Zhiwen silently took a step towards the elevator door.

Ding-dong-

The elevator door slowly opened.

bump--

A head rested on the back of his neck.

The warm breath hit the skin on the back of his neck, and Ye Zhiwen's whole body was numb.

He turned around in surprise and saw Song Zhizi fainted on the spot.

"Miss Song"

Song Zhizi's legs slowly knelt on the ground, she pressed a certain part of her abdomen with one hand, lowered her head, her voice sounded a little uncomfortable, and she asked, "Can you call an emergency for me?"

Ye Zhiwen was startled.

He quickly squatted down to observe Song Zhizi's situation, and when he lowered his head, he saw Song Zhizi's pale cheeks and profuse sweat rolling on his forehead.

"Where does it hurt?" Ye Zhiwen's tone was finally no longer indifferent.

Song Zhizi bit her lip and said, "Stomach hurts."

Ye Zhiwen looked at the position where Song Zhizi pressed his palm, which was the position of the appendix.

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Song Zhizi was determined to have an attack of acute appendicitis, and the doctor suggested cutting off the appendix.

Song Zhizi was so painful that she almost lost consciousness. Hearing that she didn't hesitate, she nodded and said, "Cut!"

Song Zhizi woke up and looked at the white ceiling of the hospital, not knowing where she was.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Zhizi looked towards the toilet and saw a tall and elegant figure.

The man had just washed his hands and was wiping the water stains with a pale yellow hand towel.

Ye Zhiwen threw the used towel into the trash can, and when he looked up, he found that Song Zhizi had woken up and was looking at him with those blue eyes.Her eyes were full of curiosity, looking at him as if looking at an antique.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ye Zhiwen asked.

Song Zhizi said: "I rarely see people carrying hand towels with them, and throwing them away after only one use."

Ye Zhiwen said: "I have a cleanliness."

Song Zhizi complained, "You must be single."

Ye Zhiwen: "."

How does everyone know that he is single.

"Obviously?" Ye Zhiwen asked humbly.

Song Zhizi said: "Generally, a clean freak like you can't find a wife."

Ye Zhiwen sneered, "You probably forgot that I was the one who drove you to the hospital six hours ago. It was I who paid for your surgery, and I was the one who guarded you here."

"Oh, by the way, when you have appendicitis and need surgery, but your agent can't get through on the phone, and all your friends ignore you, I, a bachelor, stay here to take care of you."

Song Zhizi was blocked by his words and gradually became speechless.

She closed her mouth, turned her head, and refused to look at Ye Zhiwen again.

Ye Zhiwen came over and asked her, "Can I get someone to take care of you? I have to go to work today."

Song Zhizi nodded.

Ye Zhiwen looked at Song Zhizi's pretty face with the words "It doesn't matter", and remembered that he used her fingerprint to open the phone last night, only to see that there was only one manager's phone number in the contacts.Obviously her manager just ignored her, and she didn't have a single friend, so she pretended it didn't matter.

Ye Zhiwen suddenly said: "My fixed annual salary is 5000 million yuan per month, and my daily salary is 13 yuan."

Song Zhizi finally turned her head. She looked at Ye Zhiwen, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "I'll buy you a day, just stay with me."

Ye Zhiwen's Adam's apple rolled.

It may be that Song Zhizi's tone was too helpless, and the expression on his face was too fragile. After hesitating for a few seconds, Ye Zhiwen

Sit down on the escort sofa.

This afternoon, it was raining heavily in Kyoto.Ye Zhiwen listened to the sound of rain hitting the glass while reading.Song Zhizi couldn't sleep, she stood by the window, looked at the pouring rain outside the window, and suddenly said: "Ascending a height will surely fall, and the trees will fall and the monkeys will scatter."

"Mr. Ye."

Song Zhizi turned her head and looked at the man on the sofa.

The man is reading a book. Under the short hair, he wears thin framed eyes and his black eyes are full of wisdom and calmness. This is a mature, handsome and charming man.His fingers turning the pages of the book are too good-looking, and the way he looks down slightly to read the book is peaceful and peaceful, as picturesque as a scroll.

Song Zhizi suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.

Suddenly feel so empty and lonely, I really want to find a man to fall in love with.

Ye Zhiwen suddenly turned his head, looked at the woman who was distracted, and asked reservedly: "What are you doing?"

Song Zhizi regained consciousness.

She said: "Mr. Ye, people who fall from a high place will be smashed to pieces. Fallen trees will break their roots. Don't they, can't stand up again?" She is the one who fell from the peak People, trees with broken roots.

For two years, she struggled countless times to get up, but reality defeated her time and time again.She had an intuition that if she fell down this time, she would never be able to stand up again.

Ye Zhiwen heard the silent cry in Song Zhizi's soul.Shouts, hoarse and helpless.

he sighed. "I do medical research."

Song Zhizi's eyes became puzzled, "Are you a medical researcher?"

"It is." Ye Zhiwen closed the book, and he told Song Zhizi, "I don't know what kind of harm and slander Ms. Song has suffered, and I don't know what you have experienced. I am 36 years old."

Song Zhizi said again: "Mr. Ye doesn't look like 36."

"I went to university at the age of 16, and was directly promoted to Ph.D. at the age of 19."

Song Zhizi opened his mouth wide.She was a little surprised, she knew that Ye Zhiwen was not simple, but she never thought that this guy would be so powerful. Going to university at the age of 16 and getting a Ph.D. at the age of 19, is this a monster?
"I started studying the human heart at the age of 21, and it has been 15 years." Ye Zhiwen leaned back, with his back close to the back of the sofa, but not touching.He naturally exudes a scholarly temperament, which Song Zhizi has only seen in the dean of her film and television university.

(End of this chapter)