After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Yi Zongyou kissed the scar on his forehead.

"Thank you for the compliment."

The person in his arms rubbed his collarbone and whispered softly, "You're welcome."

The lunch was very sumptuous - it was robbed from Fenghua.

The first thing he saw was the plate of steak and potatoes, and the potato-head couldn't resist such a combination.

Cut the potatoes into French fries, fry them until crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, mix them with the cooked steak and fry them for another ten minutes, then sprinkle them with sauce and cumin powder.

Potatoes and cumin go very well together, giving people the feeling of an old married couple.

He ate three big bowls of rice, then began to rate each dish and select the best one.

After that, this dish will be served frequently throughout the week.

"Which one do you think is the most delicious?" After Yi Zongyu finished eating, he propped up his chin and kept looking at him.

Yu Jing bit into a hamburger, his legs swinging loosely on the chair.

“Chicken wings with egg yolk.”

"it is good."

I had only eaten half of the dessert when Xue Feihan called.

"Xiao Jing!! I heard you woke up!"

The tone sounded as if Yu Jing was a vegetative person who had been in a coma for more than ten years and just opened his eyes today.

Yu Jing nodded politely - he had no idea that Xue Feihan on the other end of the phone couldn't see this action.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. The food you cook at home is delicious."

Yi Zongyu glanced at Yu Jing and thought that he spoke in a very artistic way.

"My home?" Xue Feihan was confused.

"It's the dish from Fenghua."

"Oh, you're talking about this. I thought you wanted to come to my house for dinner." Xue Feihan smiled, "Are you okay?"

"No, the doctor said it's fine, and I feel fine."

"Good, good, good."

Xue Feihan started talking about random things, telling him how thrilling what happened last night was, and how the news in Beijing had been all about it for the whole morning.

Yi Zongyou was annoyed by his noise and said, "I'll hang up if there's nothing else."

"Can't you just call if you have nothing to do?"

Xue Feihan was indignant, "Can't you give Xiaojing some private space!"

"Well, no." Yi Zongyu was very calm.

"Xiao Jing! Look at how much this person has gone too far. Don't let him lead you astray. He wants to control you in a morbid way. Is that appropriate?!"

If that's the case, that's fine too. He likes being with Yi Zongyu, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't have any private space.

Yu Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled, then leaned closer to Yi Zongyu's arms.

"It's okay, don't say that to him."

"..."

"Ahhh——" Xue Feihan found it hard to accept, "You two have some kind of attributes, right?"

Yu Jing's ears turned red and he didn't know what to answer.

It seems not, but he feels that his idea is not normal.

In a normal relationship, would you want the other person to lock you up and control you completely?

Probably not.

So Yu Jing didn't know how to answer this question.

Yi Zongyu didn't expect that he could understand it. He was a little surprised. Before Xue Feihan could make the next accusation, he hung up the phone.

"Yu Jing, you know a lot."

“No…” Yu Jing’s face also began to turn red, “Just barely, I understand a little bit.”

This is all thanks to my college roommate, a foreign friend who is quite playful and who helped me spread knowledge.

Yi Zongyu couldn't help laughing and pinched his ears.

"Who taught you that?"

"No, no one taught me."

"Born to understand?" Yi Zongyou raised his eyebrows slightly, "I haven't heard of this saying."

Yu Jing poked the cake with a small spoon, looking a little embarrassed. He didn't expect these things to come up.

"Well, I think adults should be able to understand it."

It was a very ambiguous sentence, but it did not stop Yi Zongyu from getting to the bottom of it.

"You understand everything adults understand, right?"

"…Nor."

Yi Zongyu looked at him nonchalantly with his chin propped up, like a giant cheetah that had just woken up.

“It’s best if no one else taught you.”

"No, it's not."

Yu Jing cleared his throat and continued eating cake to change the subject.

"He just said that Fu Siyin bought the guild hall. What will it be used for in the future?"

You can't just continue gambling, trafficking in people or something like that.

"Who knows what he plans to do? It's none of my business."

"Aren't you good brothers?"

"No."

Yu Jing glanced at him, somewhat unconvinced.

"real or fake."

Yi Zongyou curled his lips, "Fool."

"..."

The news of Xing Yuan's resignation caused a lot of controversy. All major media in Beijing reported various versions of the story, involving many cases and officials, but there was very little news about Peng Jiali.

Almost closed off - this was also Yi Zongyu's work, he would not let Peng Jihua find out anything about his son.

It’s interesting to be ignorant. I want to worry but I don’t know what to worry about.

It's like putting one's thoughts on a stream of fire and frying them from both sides; every second is unbearable.

But Peng Jihua still endured until the day he met Yi Zongyu. He had no choice. Peng Jiali had learned his lesson from the tactic of throwing an egg against a rock.

You must never make this mistake yourself.

The car drove into the roundabout halfway up the mountain. It had been raining for the past few days. This was a piece of property owned by Yi Zongyu. The winding property to the top was a villa that had never been open to the public.

Peng Jihua is nearly sixty years old and this is his first time here. He tried his best to guess the other person's thoughts.

This young descendant, simply because he was born into the Yi family, had already determined his status as a superior since he was young.

I had the honor of meeting Yi Zongyu a few years ago. He seemed calm and composed on the surface, but secretly he had ruthless ambitions.

Considering what happened with Peng Jiali, it was surprising that the other party was still willing to give him face.

It makes people feel even colder.

This meeting must not be that simple, Peng Jihua was well prepared.

Not only for his only son, but also for the Peng family——

He didn't even dare to think about the heavy losses a family would suffer if it fell into such a ruthless and bloodthirsty business circle.

The villa looked somewhat eerie in the dark and rainy weather, like a huge monster with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for its prey.

Although it was almost summer, the corridor was dark and cold.

After being searched by the bodyguard, Peng Jihua was blindfolded and brought into this room.

He guessed that he was probably in a basement or something, and it was a rainy day so the temperature was so low.

The blindfold was removed and vision was restored.

It was a not very big room, neither like a bedroom nor a living room. The heating was sufficient and even a little hot, and it also emitted a faint fragrance. It should have been a temporary arrangement.

"Mr. Peng, how are you these days?"

With a click of a lighter, Yi Zongyu leaned back in his chair with a nonchalant expression, lighting a cigarette and putting it in his mouth. Han Ning was standing beside the table.

There was no emotion in his tone, it sounded like a warning, but it also sounded like he was genuinely greeting a friend.

Peng Jihua quickly responded, wanting to compliment with a smile but not daring to be so obvious.

"Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern."

Han Ning looked at him with a smile on his face, "Mr. Peng is so funny. He is still doing well even though his son is missing."

Peng Jihua's body shook. As he had guessed, Peng Jiali was indeed in the other party's hands. It was indeed the case.