Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

"Doctor Zhou, your passport is about to expire and you need to replace it." The clerk of the medical department handed Zhou Cheng's file bag back.

"I need to go back to my registered place of residence to handle this, right?" Zhou Cheng frowned.

"Yes, you'd better hurry up and do it, otherwise it will delay your visa application."

After Zhou Cheng came out of the medical department, he went to the director to ask for leave. The director gave him leave without hesitation and told him to go home and finish his work and come back to work next week.

Zhou Cheng had just worked one day after the New Year's Day holiday, and now he was off again. He felt a little helpless. Su Qingyan was very busy these days, and basically only appeared at night. Today, he told Zhou Cheng that he had an appointment in the evening and could not have dinner with him. Su Qingyan did not move all night, and Zhou Cheng did not disturb him.

The next morning, just as Zhou Cheng sat down on the high-speed train and was waiting to depart, Su Qingyan called.

"Zhou Cheng, where are you?" Su Qingyan asked in an unhappy tone.

“On the high-speed train.”

"Why didn't you tell me? I went to the hospital to look for you, and they said you were on leave."

"I need to go home to renew my passport. Weren't you busy yesterday?" Zhou Cheng didn't understand why he suddenly got angry.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time. Zhou Cheng took the phone and took a look, thinking it was broken.

"Zhou Cheng," Su Qingyan said calmly, "Do you think I won't be angry?"

Zhou Cheng didn't say anything.

"Even if you have a dog, you can't go out without saying anything, right?"

Zhou Cheng wanted to explain, but Su Qingyan hung up the phone. When he called back, she didn't answer. Zhou Cheng felt his heart skip a few beats, and then he came to his senses. He stood up and wanted to get off the train, but the high-speed train had already started. The building outside the window slowly moved backwards, and the emotions lingering in his heart became heavier and heavier.

Su Qingyan drove the car with murderous intent, and the surrounding vehicles slowed down to avoid him. On the way, the phone kept ringing, and Su Qingyan turned off the phone in annoyance. He rushed back to the company and entered the building with a gloomy face. The receptionist in the lobby saw that President Su looked unhappy, so he quickly spread the news and asked everyone to be careful.

Su Qingyan had never felt so tired. He always resisted thinking about it in the past, but the last straw finally came today. He finally saw clearly that he was really a joke. If Zhou Cheng was happy, he would give him a piece of candy, and if he was unhappy, he would just leave.

Really worse than a dog.

"Mr. Su." The secretary gritted his teeth and knocked on the door twice.

"Come in." After Su Qingyan said that, he stood up and walked to the window to look outside.

"Boss Su, here's your coffee." The secretary put the coffee on the table. "Boss Su, Mr. Lu Ze just contacted us and asked you to call him back."

"Yeah." Su Qingyan still stood in front of the window without moving.

Seeing his attitude, the secretary quickly turned around and left.

Zhou Cheng couldn't contact Su Qingyan, so he decisively bought a ticket back to Mincheng with a stop at the train station. After more than two hours of trouble, he returned to Mincheng, but Su Qingyan's phone was still turned off. Only then did he realize that the two of them seemed to have no intersection.

Flipping through the address book, Zhou Cheng hesitated whether to call Feng Junchi to ask, but he couldn't dial out. While he was struggling, he suddenly remembered the WeChat friend request from Lu Ze, whom he ignored a few days ago, and quickly clicked to agree.

-～～～～～～～

Lu Ze replied immediately. Zhou Cheng looked at the series of breaking waves and had no time to complain, so he directly clicked on the voice call.

"Eh? What's going on?" Lu Ze asked puzzledly after answering the call.

"Can you contact Su Qingyan?"

"Did you have a fight?" Lu Ze's tone was surprisingly happy, and he couldn't even control his laughter.

"...Where is he now?" Zhou Cheng didn't want to study Lu Ze's strange train of thought.

“Don’t worry, leave it to me!” Lu Ze said eagerly.

"Just tell me where he is..."

"I am indeed the lubricant of my parents' relationship—"

"Okay, stop, don't say anymore." Zhou Cheng quickly stopped his aggressive words.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Lu is here." The secretary once again knocked on the door and entered the office.

"Let him go back." Su Qingyan sat on the desk with his back to the door. He didn't want to see anyone now.

The secretary was embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Lu Ze was not someone she dared to stop.

"Go in, go in. Don't worry about him. Just give him a kiss, a hug and a lift, and he won't be angry anymore." Lu Ze whispered in Zhou Cheng's ear, then pushed Zhou Cheng in, winked at the secretary, and closed the office door.

When Su Qingyan heard footsteps approaching, his irritability reached its peak.

"Do you want to be beaten?" Su Qingyan hugged his shoulders without looking up.

Before he could finish his words he was hugged.

"Don't be angry." The coldness on Zhou Cheng's body had not yet dissipated, and his cold hands clasped Su Qingyan's waist, who was only wearing a shirt.

"You are not..." Su Qingyan never thought it was Zhou Cheng.

"Don't be angry." Zhou Cheng applied a little force with his palm.

"Take your paws away, it's cold." Su Qingyan pushed him away.

Zhou Cheng obediently let go of his hand.

"Take it away just because I told you to?" Su Qingyan punched Zhou Cheng in the chest.

"What about me?" Zhou Cheng was about to hug him again.

"I'm sick..." Su Qingyan turned around and sat back in the chair.

"I saw you were so busy yesterday, and I didn't want to disturb you. The passport issue couldn't be delayed, so I--" Zhou Cheng stood in front of him and began to explain.

"Stop talking, I don't want to listen." Su Qingyan interrupted him and tapped the table with his fingers in annoyance.

Zhou Cheng shut his mouth obediently again.

"Shut up just because I told you to?" Su Qingyan raised her leg again and kicked his leg with her leather shoe.

Zhou Cheng stood there at a loss, not understanding what Su Qingyan meant. Then Lu Ze's words of kissing, hugging and lifting up appeared in his mind, and he bent down and lifted Su Qingyan up.

Su Qingyan felt his body lighten, and the feeling of weightlessness made him hug Zhou Cheng's neck tightly, and his legs naturally wrapped around his waist.

"What are you doing?"

"Come home with me?" Zhou Cheng held his butt with both hands. The soft touch made him unable to help but pinch it a few times.

"No, I'm busy." Su Qingyan struggled to get down, still not giving Zhou Cheng a good look.

Do you have to kiss, hug and lift her up high to not be angry?

After Su Qingyan got off Zhou Cheng, she walked to the window with a pout.

"Xiao Su..." Zhou Cheng also walked over and wanted to hug him from behind, but Su Qingyan dodged him again.

Zhou Cheng secretly clenched his fists. In fact, on the way back, he had already convinced himself that it was just a relationship and there was no need to have so many concerns.

"Xiao Su, I—"

"Oh, are you annoying?" Su Qingyan turned around and pushed him away, but she failed to control her strength and pushed Zhou Cheng directly to the corner of the table, knocking over the ornaments on the table.

The clanging sounds made Lu Ze, who was eavesdropping at the door, gasp.

So intense?

Zhou Cheng gritted his teeth and covered his waist in pain. The impact was quite severe. Su Qingyan saw cold sweat instantly oozing out of Zhou Cheng's forehead. She was a little worried and wanted to go over to check, but she felt that he had brought it upon himself.

Lu Ze felt that the atmosphere in the office was too tense, so he pushed the door open and saw Su Qingyan standing by the window, furious, and Zhou Cheng leaning against the table, holding his waist.

It's domestic violence...

"Dad you can't-"

"Shut up!" Su Qingyan glared at Zhou Cheng and walked out quickly.

"Did he hit you?" After Su Qingyan left, Lu Ze quickly went to see Zhou Cheng, "Are you okay?"

"What is he busy with recently?" Zhou Cheng looked up and asked Lu Ze.

“I don’t know…” Lu Ze usually doesn’t care about these things.

"Are you responsible for collecting living expenses?" Zhou Cheng tried to move his waist, then inhaled in pain.

"I don't mind if mom gives me another one." Lu Ze said with a smile, and then he wanted to see where Zhou Cheng was injured, but was blocked by Zhou Cheng, "He kissed, hugged and lifted you up, and he still hit you?"

"He didn't hit me." Zhou Cheng moved to Su Qingyan's chair and sat down.

"Well... you really love him." Lu Ze muttered to himself that this was really a case of both parties being willing to fight and being beaten.

"Lu Ze!" Su Qingyan shouted at the door.

Lu Ze hurried over, Su Qingyan stuffed the medicine box into his arms, then turned and left.

Lu Ze felt that these two people were really sick, but he also readily carried the medicine box in.

"Do you know his ID number?" Zhou Cheng took out a pain-relieving patch from the medicine box.

"I'll ask He Zhu, he knows."

Zhou Cheng checked the high-speed rail tickets for the evening. Lu Ze came over and said that Su Qingyan only took business class, so he should not book the wrong ticket. He then said that he would go with her, since he was the lubricant after all.

When Zhou Cheng heard these three words, he closed his eyes in pain.