The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

husband.

Zhou Yun chewed the two words deeply, and the syllables seemed so sweet between the lips and teeth, and their lives were tied together in this way.

"Call again."

He held his waist and looked at the eyes and eyebrows of the man in his arms by the shy moonlight outside the window. The water color in his eyes was the place where he could live in this life.

This night, seems to have passed too fast.

The result of last night's indulgence was that Han Yi had a fever the next day. Zhou Yunshen called Wei Yan, and Wei Yan scolded him in the phone, "what are you doing, Zhou Yunshen? The medicine that gives you sharp heart to eat is old and noble, how to press down the cold very hard, how did this give to release again? "

Zhou Yunshen's voice was cold, "I want to see you in 30 minutes."

"Your uncle

Wei Yanqi stamped his feet, "do you know how far away I am from you? You let me fly over here? "

Zhou Yunshen was about to hang up. His friend Wei Yan had known Zhou Yunshen's temper for many years. He immediately laughed twice and covered his mobile phone obscenely and gossip and said, "last night, you..."

Doodle.

Mr. Zhou hung up the phone mercilessly. Wei Yan was silly, "I'm relying on it! Is that what you're doing to the angel doctor

"Don't you, doctor black heart?"

A word came from the room.

Wei Yan suddenly withered. Come on, it's all uncle. What you say is what you say.

When Bawei Yunshen is out of bed, he can only wait for his body to be burned out?

"No baby."

Zhou Zongren didn't talk much. Four words directly poked Wei Yan into thousands of holes.

Get it!

Now that people are reconciled, he is a hindrance.

Wei Yan packed up his things and left. He received a call from Zhou Yunshen just after he left a hundred meters.

"Han Yi's health is OK?"

"What's the problem?"

Wei Yanfei eyebrows, "two years ago, in order not to let the Marquis of song touch him, he even dares to put things in. Fortunately, I made it out for him in secret. He and the fool song Hou thought that things were still there. You two love happily, love each other, and you can have a climax for decades."

Wei Yan was ready to hang up the phone. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yunshen did not hang up. Instead, he said, "thank you, Wei Yan."

Thank you for taking care of Han Yi in my absence. Thank you for being my good friend for many years.

"Come on."

Wei Yan shrugged, "I'm afraid that others will say sorry and thank you to me in my life. If you really thank me, you can get sick and hurt several times, and send me more money. "

"In a newly established real estate company, I have reserved 40% of the shares for you."

Zhou Yunshen smoked a cigarette and said faintly: "I'll send the documents back to you."

"So generous?" Wei Yan said with a smile: "then I'm not polite. Ah, you are the living God of wealth in my life."

"God of wealth," he said, "I'm going back to accompany my heart tip. Goodbye, smoke less. Don't live with your heart tip, and you will donate your body to benefit the society."

Body donation benefits the society. This stemmed from Zhou Yun's talk several years ago after he was seriously injured. In Wei Yan's words, he tried his best to snatch him back from black and white impermanence's hands.

Zhou Yunshen woke up and asked him, do you have any wine?

Wei Yanqi almost didn't give him a punch. "I tried my best to save you. Do you repay me like this? When you wake up and drink, do you want to die? "

"Dead good," Zhou Yunshen grinned, "then I will donate the body."

"Oh," Wei yansuan said, "I can't see that the Mafia still has the heart to benefit the society. Should I present you with a prize or something

"No

Zhou Yunshen said: "I am young, many organs can be used, I can't find him alive, I die, body donation, people who use my organs may meet him in the crowd?"

"I've seen him, then."

Wei Yan, who was also a sad man in Tianya at that time, had a fever in his eyes. He scolded him and turned to wipe his tears. However, it is remembered today.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Yan didn't leave immediately. He smoked a cigarette, and the cigarette end shook the ash against the sun. The sunlight found his face with vicissitudes of life. "It's not easy. It's not easy..."

He grinned and showed his white teeth. He started the car and wanted to buy some food in the market? Fish soup or chicken soup today?

Zhou Yunshen smoked a cigarette and changed his clothes to see Han Yi, who was ill and dishonest in reading.

Zhou Yunshen took it to him, "so hard?"

Han also picked eyebrows, "I can't help it. I just signed a play before I was imprisoned by you. Now it's been several days since the startup time. There is no script to read. I can only read novels to pass the time."Zhou Yunshen felt guilty when he said this, but he didn't eat it at all. He sat down thoughtfully and said, "do you mean you want to make a movie? Well, I'll ask Chen Qian to choose a play for you. "

"Compensation?"

"No," Mr. Zhou said haughtily, "gifts."

Han also sniffed, looking at the man sitting by his bed, the man was still the same man. Although he looked spiritual, and there was joy between his brows and eyes, his vicissitudes could not be hidden.

How did he survive? What happened to him during the two years outside? What happened to him and the Ji family?

Thinking of the Ji family Han Yi's face changed, Zhou Zong was still immersed in the beauty of Han Yi's heyday. Suddenly, Tian'er changed and he didn't know what was going on.

"What's the matter? Not feeling well? "

"I have something to ask you."

Han also said with a straight face: "you must answer me truthfully."

"Say it."

"What's the matter with you and Ji Ruan? You... " He seemed to be stabbed by a needle, "and she really want to marry?"

If I'm married, what am I? Now, what is he?

Han also grasped the quilt.

If he really wants to marry Ji Ruan Ruan, then he is his little love. But even if it is true, he is willing to stay with him, but the Ji family will not agree. Like the Chi family.

"Want to hear the truth?"

Zhou Yunshen leans back in his chair, like an office worker.

"Yes."

Two people's eyes meet in the air, the fire a little carelessly burned the feelings just accumulated last night. In front of the cold reality, the repaired love is fragile flowers and plants.

"Me and her..."

Han Yi's heart raised his voice and cried in his heart, "don't listen, don't listen. He's afraid it's the answer that makes him afraid. Zhou Yunshen seems to have heard his intention and really stops.