The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

A Xiao sends people to the car, and song Hou comes in after a while. With the light in the car, song Hou looks at Han Yi's pale face.

"Try and see what I'll do to you."

Good road, he would not go, do not want to go, like a hedgehog like thorn him, hurt him.

Han Yi's half closed eyes are full of abuse. People like song Hou know that people like him have thorns except for Zhou Yunshen and Han Jingyun. They become soft because of love, and become sharp because of losing love. That thorn not only pierces the Marquis of song, but also severely pricks himself. Under the skin and flesh, between the bones and blood, he never stops stinging him.

"It doesn't matter," Song Hou chuckled. "You don't care anyway."

Han, who just came back, disappeared for half a year. In half a year, no one knew what he was going to do. Only a paparazzi exposed his photo once. He was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a medical suit and looking at a white flower tree. It was when the wind passed that the flying flowers fell on him like rain.

It was supposed to be a very poor picture, but he described emaciation. If it wasn't for the highly recognizable face, no one would have thought that the sick person in the picture would be the complacent and complacent film Emperor Han Yi.

The movement of the paparazzi's hair was quickly deleted and disappeared along with the picture. It was as if a pair of hands were stretched out from the deep sea to pull it into the unfathomable sea bottom without splashing any water.

When Han Yi reappeared in front of people, he was eating in a restaurant. The New Retro restaurant was completely the arrangement of ancient restaurants. Han also went to the reserved elegant room, but he met an acquaintance, Xia Yuanqiao, at the door.

Wei Yan's most precious young master.

Han Yi and he have not seen each other since they separated in the mountain house, but they recognize each other only with one look. He is still dressed neatly, and his hands and feet are all noble, but his eyes are obviously surprised when they recognize Han Yi.

"Long time no see," said Han.

"Well, long time no see." Xia Yuanqiao looked at him carefully for a moment and said, "how did you lose so much weight?"

"Keep fit," said Han Yi in a relaxed tone. "You know that bowl of rice I eat is demanding."

Hearing his words so easily, Xia Yuanqiao couldn't help laughing. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Xia Yuanqiao's footstep behind him and said, "I remember I took my wallet with me when I went out. It seems that I fell off the road. It's a pity that there are still photos of us for the first time in it..."

Han's eyes were closed from the beginning to the end.

"I lost. When I got up this morning and heard the magpie cry, I thought we couldn't wait for the noble when we got out of the door. Unexpectedly, we met here. Where is the film emperor?" Wei Yan said in a strange way: "the real noble man."

"How?"

Wei Yan picked up his eyebrows and said slowly, "what's the taste of climbing on the bones of an old man? Does it feel good to be popular? Do you remember how the man worked so hard for you

Wei Yan is a good friend. When he met Zhou Yunshen for the first time, he was just emerging under Li Jie's strong hand, but also when he was suffering for Han, he found and was afraid. He was watching Zhou Yunshen come step by step, watching how he dealt with Han Yi and how he got a dead end.

"What are you talking about?"

The strong man behind Han also spoke, and his face was not good.

"Why, why don't you go out with a running dog? Do you want to move your muscles and bones? " Wei Yan sighed, "Tut, I forgot to bring my scalpel. Will I suffer a loss later?"

He pretended to be worried and asked Xia Yuanqiao. Xia Yuanqiao looked at Han and said, "come to eat. Let's go first. Turn back..." He stopped for a moment. This encounter was just an accident. Seeing Han Yi's situation now, I'm afraid that he is not free to move. How can I come back to see you again? What's more, Wei Yan's heart is still depressed, or hate Han Yi, or not to see.

"Better not to see you again."

Han has already said what he said in his heart.

"Take your time, both of you."

Han also gave way to the strong man behind the road, and it was not good to embarrass Wei Yan and Wei Yan again. Once they met, it was not a good thing. Han also thinks that people like him should not meet old friends again.

After that day, Han Yixian seldom went out. All the photos taken by the media were pictures of him filming and attending the activities. Otherwise, he met him on the way home. The Marquis of Song Dynasty, where he lived, was well hidden, or had already deterred those who tried to excavate Han Yi's residence.

Han Jingyun is getting bigger and bigger. The meeting with Han Yi is also due to the fact that there were fewer and fewer things last time. Both father and son had a phone call and someone was listening to him. Xiaodou Bao is also used to it. He is no longer the child who says he doesn't like to be separated from Han. He already understands the situation of their father and son.

And the Marquis of Song Dynasty just uses this point of Han Jingyun to understand that he is grinding Han Yi's heart. He wants to make Han also feel guilty. He has to kneel down to beg for mercy for Han Jingyun and beg for mercy on him to vent his hatred in his heart.

Because Han Jingyun, Han also dare not calculate him, because Han Jingyun can only go back and forth in guilt and regret all his life, because Han Jingyun, he has to lower his head for a lifetime!But that's just his calculation. In a Xiao's opinion, Han Yi, who is silent, is a night wolf grinding his claws in the dark. He is waiting for an opportunity to bite the neck of marquis song. Sharp teeth will bite the throat of the Duke of song, and blood will flow into his dry mouth of hatred.

It is another year in the blink of an eye. Han has become a real popular idol all over the country. Even if he doesn't smile, he is always a expressionless face in the play. Some people like him crazy. His new agent says it's because of his face, because of his surrounding temperament.

Han Yi didn't even look up.

This year, winter came earlier in a city, but he refused to leave because of the cold wave. Han also went out and wrapped up like a zongzi. Just after attending a commercial activity, he got into the car with a cup of hot milk tea in his hand. A black Land Rover drove past them. The driver's seat only showed half his face in his baseball cap. However, Han Yiru was struck by lightning, and the hot milk tea in his hand slipped from his hand and poured all over his body.

The assistant immediately drew paper to wipe it for him. The little girl was very scared. However, Han also quickly opened the door and got out of the car to chase after him. The Land Rover was driving fast and disappeared.

"Brother Han?"

The assistant caught up, so he looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you, brother Han?"

"Brother Han?"

"No It's OK. "

He raised his hand to wipe his tears, turned around the moment quickly in the little girl's ear way: "don't say out."