After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

"I have seen it." Chang Ye said, "I have worked with Mr. Yi before, so there is no need to trouble you to make a trip."

Then you answer the phone. Fu Siyin was speechless, but returned to the topic:

"No problem, just sign and go to the venue."

The weather was fine in the afternoon, but it started to rain again in the evening. The sky was gloomy and there were a few muffled thunders.

Yu Jing moved in the man's arms and opened his eyes.

He stared at Yi Zongyu like this, and he didn't know when the other party woke up, or if he hadn't slept at all, and when he started staring at him.

Yu Jing was sleeping on his side, his right cheek was a little red from being pressed down, and his voice still had the dazed sound of someone who had just woken up.

"Are you not sleeping?"

Yi Zongyu seemed to have long been accustomed to the incoherent sentences. He held the mobile phone in front of Yu Jing.

"It's past six in the afternoon. Even if you took sleeping pills at noon, you should wake up now."

"..." Yu Jing touched his nose awkwardly, "Okay."

Yi Zongyu had dinner delivered by someone, and Yu Jing ate while looking at his phone.

"Young Art Rising Star" Art and Design Competition, sponsored by: Beijing Discipline Inspection and Supervision Magazine, Beijing Education Department, Yujing Culture and Art Co., Ltd., and Beijing Academy of Fine Arts.

Yu Jing paused and moved his finger upwards. Entertainment trap?

Then he looked up at the man opposite him, his voice filled with surprise.

"Is your company one of the organizers of the Floating Cloud Cup?"

"I thought you would never find out in this lifetime." Yi Zongyou took a sip of water, "What's wrong? You want to bribe me."

Yu Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "How could that be? I was just surprised and thought it was a coincidence."

So cute, Yi Zongyou's throat rolled down.

"Have you signed up?"

"I've signed up, but I don't know what theme to choose yet." Yu Jing bit the straw and sipped his milk. "But there's still plenty of time. I've submitted both of my drawings."

Yi Zongyu stared at the milk overflowing from the corner of his mouth for a while, and didn't seem to intend to remind Yu Jing to wipe it off, then he picked up the food and put it in the bowl.

"Then I'll give you the award."

"...I just participated, I haven't won the award." Yu Jing thought to himself that this person wouldn't really give him a backdoor like in the TV dramas.

"Don't let me off the hook! We should all be good and lawful citizens."

Yi Zongyou: "Why should I let you off? You didn't do me any good."

So Yu Jing was successfully tricked into doing this. He was chewing his food while mumbling something in his mouth, his eyes full of righteousness.

"Did someone give you a benefit? But please don't break the rules of the game, Yi Zongyou, wake up."

".....eat your meal." Yi Zongyu said casually, "try on some clothes after you finish eating."

Yu Jing's little head was full of doubts again, "What clothes?"

"The clothes you wear."

It was just a bunch of nonsense. Yu Jing silently complained a few words in his heart and started to eat the chicken leg.

After dinner, Yi Zongyu took Yu Jing to the cloakroom. The cloakroom was twice the size of Yi Zongyu's bedroom, but Yu Jing never came in once.

I feel like this house is so empty and big that it would be desolate even if a ghost moved in.

Yet I can stay by his side, how kind he is, Yu Jing thought.

"Like it?"

Yi Zongyu opened the cabinet door and pointed inside and spoke to him.

Yu Jing tilted his head to look over. The wardrobe was ridiculously large, with veneer linear lights installed inside. The light was very pleasing to the eyes. Dozens of clothes were neatly hung inside, all hung frontally with each piece separated by a certain distance.

He looked up at the clothes on the top, curious about how to take them down from such a height of several meters.

"It's so high, do I have to stand on a stool to get it?"

"Need not."

Yi Zongyu tapped on the wardrobe as if casting a spell, and a small screen lit up.

"Which one do you want to try first?"

Yu Jing looked at the LCD screen in astonishment, then pointed at the gray and white sweater at the top.

Yi Zongyu swiped the screen with his fingertips and tapped the number 23. Then, in front of Yu Jing's dazed gaze, the dress slowly came down and stopped in front of him.

He slowly turned to look at Yi Zongyu and commented very sincerely: "You are so rich."

This kind of wardrobe is the main one. There are at least eight or nine of them in the cloakroom, and the clothes and shoes that Yi Zongyu wears on a daily basis are hung in them according to their categories.

Yi Zongyou lowered his head and kissed his slightly pink lips, "Well, I'll only give this flower to you."

Yu Jing blushed and pushed his arm. How could this guy be so good at saying sweet words?

"Did you buy this dress for me?"

"This wardrobe is prepared for you. It will be used to store your clothes." Yi Zongyu patted his waist. "Everything you see is bought for you."

Yu Jing accepted all this in a daze, "When did you buy it?"

"Forgot, try on the clothes first." Yi Zongyu reminded him.

He then looked at the sweater in front of him. It looked...very expensive.

"I spent a lot of your money." Yu Jing seemed a little annoyed, "I have to pay it back."

"You don't have to pay it back. I'm willing to do it."

Yi Zongyu lowered his eyes and looked at him, his voice very low.

It was as if a little man had entered Yu Jing's heart and was beating drums, feeling shy and happy at the same time. He nodded blankly.

"Thank you."

"...You're welcome." Yi Zongyu was actually melted by his appearance, "Be good, try on the clothes."

Yu Jing spent more than an hour trying on clothes, and he had to do it in front of Yi Zongyou.

Most of the clothes are for autumn and winter. He knows some of the brands, but they are very expensive.

He had never seen or recognized some of the clothing brands, so he thought they must be custom-made.

Yu Jing stood in front of the mirror, wearing a white sweater with a furry texture and a little lamb's head printed on the chest.

The sweater was quite long, covering her buttocks, and she was not wearing any clothes on her lower body, revealing a pair of white and slender legs.

"Oh, this one is so cute." Yu Jing touched the lamb print, then touched it on his arm. It had a layer of fur on the surface, but it was very smooth when he touched it deeper.

“It feels nice to touch, too.”

Yi Zongyu was leaning back in a chair nearby, smoking, and squinting his eyes as he looked over through the smoke.

"Let me touch it, come here."