After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

"Is something wrong?"

Yi Zongyu was lying on the bed, and the person in his arms was holding a tablet and showing him the photos taken in Switzerland before.

I was suddenly disturbed and felt very unhappy.

"I met Xu Tingbo." Xue Feihan said.

Yi Zongyu's expression was still indifferent, and he was playing with Yu Jing's earlobe from time to time.

"He's in Jing City?"

"What else?" Xue Feihan was obviously getting angry. "I got slapped again. Damn it."

Yi Zongyou snorted and laughed, "From your tone, I can see that you still want to fight back, right?"

Yu Jing turned into a curious baby and leaned close to his ear, wanting to listen too, so Yi Zongyu turned on the speakerphone.

"Stop making fun of me." Xue Feihan's voice became louder.

"I've been looking for him for years and now he's suddenly right in front of me. I feel timid even when I'm talking to him."

"So why are you calling me?"

"Shit! I told you I was going to collapse."

Xue Feihan's voice suddenly exploded, scaring Yu Jing, and he leaned closer to Yi Zongyu's arms.

"Can you speak a little more quietly?" Yi Zongyu touched Yu Jing's back.

"What's the matter? I really give up. What should I do? I'll just go back to New York with Ethan."

Yi Zongyu was speechless.

"I've been looking for her for three years, and now she's right in front of you and you want to leave again. It's fine, I'm hanging up now."

"What the hell." Xue Feihan sat back on the sofa, "Come out for a drink."

When Yu Jing heard this, he immediately moved aside obediently, meaning to tell him that he could go out and not to worry about him.

"It's eleven o'clock at night." He dragged Yu Jing back to his side and held him close.

"What's going on?" Xue Feihan asked, "Don't tell me you are..."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Jing couldn't help sneezing because of his cold. "Aqiu——"

"Cover yourself with the quilt." Yi Zongyou frowned slightly and hugged him in his arms, "Stop moving around all the time."

Then there was a long silence.

Yu Jing covered his mouth belatedly with an expression as if he had done something wrong, and looked at Yi Zongyu with innocent eyes blinking.

After a long while, Xue Feihan finally chuckled twice.

"Xiao Jing is here too. Then, Zong You, you go ahead and do your work. Haha, I'll be busy first."

Xue Feihan babbled incoherently, then hung up the phone with a shocked soul.

"I'm sorry." Yu Jing said in a low voice.

"What?" Yi Zongyu was puzzled.

Yu Jing lowered his eyes and muttered:

"Will it have a bad influence on you if your friend hears me next to you at this time?"

He guessed because no matter how Ethan and Xue Feihan joked before, he never responded directly to their relationship, and he foolishly thought that the other party definitely didn't take it seriously.

Who would tie two people with such different statuses together? At most, it would just be a couple of love jokes.

And from what Xue Feihan said, he wanted to ask him out for a drink, but Yi Zongyu refused.

"Yu Jing, is your head empty?"

Yi Zongyu was so angry that his blood pressure rose. Who programmed the brain of this little robot? Why were its thought processes always so bizarre?

"It's not empty." Yu Jing answered seriously, "I just feel that I'm afraid it will have some impact on you."

"What impact?"

"Let them think that you don't keep yourself clean..." Yu Jing looked away with a flickering look, feeling a little unconfident.

Not keeping yourself clean?

Yi Zongyu found it absurd when he thought about how people like Xue Feihan and Ethan could say that they did not keep themselves clean.

Only Fu Siyin can be considered a serious person, but that’s not certain.

"Just think that I am clean and self-disciplined." Yi Zongyou pinched his soft face, "Don't worry about others."

Yu Jing blushed and nodded, with a smile in his eyes, "I know."

Yi Zongyu inexplicably thought of the cute expression he sent him in the afternoon, just like him now.

After Xue Feihan hung up the phone, he half leaned and half lay on the sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand. The amber liquid was shaking slightly, and it vaguely looked like poisonous wine under the dim light.

"Is the person gone?"

Ethan came in and sat down, chewing gum and looking at him.

Xue Feihan closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Look at your lack of ambition." Ethan sneered, "He has someone following him. If you want him to, he can't escape from Beijing."

Xue Feihan then showed his expression, "No, don't worry about him."

"Don't care? Even when we're in a relationship?"

"What do you mean?" Xue Feihan opened his eyes and looked over.

Ethan poured a glass of tequila slowly and sniffed it with enjoyment.

"She has a boyfriend, and they are planning to immigrate abroad and get a marriage certificate. Why are you still here and not caring about it? You will be satisfied when a surrogate child is born."

Xue Feihan frowned, "When?"

"I checked it when you two were just talking, so the information may not be accurate."

"Fuck, I can't take this slap for nothing." Xue Feihan threw the wine glass away, and the sound of glass breaking could be heard. "Give me the address."

Looking at his frustrated back, Ethan curled his lips and smiled, his blue-gray eyes sparkling.

I've heard that the news may not be accurate, so you can't blame yourself for that.

Although he no longer had a fever, the symptoms of a cold haunted Yu Jing like a demon, making him dizzy, lazy and drowsy.

Yu Jing sniffed and threw a ball of paper towels into the trash can. A faint fragrance wafted from the kitchen. It might be quite fragrant, but he couldn't smell it.

He curled up on the sofa, wrapped in a furry blanket, starting from his head, and sat there like a giant dumpling.

"Yi Zongyu." His voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of grievance.

The kitchen door opened, "What's going on?"

"I want a mango smoothie."

Yu Jing's throat was really hot and he was eager to swallow some cold food.

"Don't even think about it." The kitchen door closed again. Yi Zongyu was really ruthless.

Lunch was noodle soup that didn't look as delicious as the mango smoothie and was very bland. When the doctor came in the morning, he told him not to eat too salty food, so Yi Zongyu simply didn't add any salt.

I want to eat western food.

Yu Jing curled his lips, imagining the noodles in his mouth as steak, and glanced resentfully at Yi Zongyu opposite him.

"It's just a cold. When I was in college, I continued to work part-time at a bar even when I had a fever." Yu Jing said, "I have a strong physique, so eating some mango smoothie is no problem."

Yi Zongyu looked at him, said nothing, and was very calm.

Yu Jing immediately continued to eat the bowl of bland noodle soup, feeling that life was unpredictable.

After dinner, Yi Zongyu wrapped him up and carried him back to bed. From the time Yu Jing got up until now, except for the time he went to the toilet, his toes had never touched the ground.

"Yi Zongyou." Yu Jing showed a pair of eyes, "Aren't you going to the company today?"

"Are you the boss?"

"No."

"Then don't ask." Yi Zongyu poured him a cup of hot water, took a sip and found the temperature was just right, so he fed it to Yu Jing's mouth.

Yi Zongyu was really angry about Yu Jing's worsening cold.

Last night, when the two were just getting ready to go to bed, Yu Jing said he wanted to eat ice cream, and there happened to be some Haagen-Dazs in the refrigerator.

"Please, I'll only drink half a cup." Yu Jing nestled in his arms, his eyes full of desire.

"It will be fine. I'm physically very strong."

Considering that he had been in good condition all afternoon and had no fever, Yi Zongyu brought him a cup of Haagen-Dazs with cookies and milk flavor.

He started coughing before dawn and said his throat hurt, so I called the family doctor to examine him and prescribe medicine.