After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

But Peng Jiali was not afraid at all, because he had his father Peng Jihua and his backer in the political circle behind him.

If he dies, Yi Zongyu will definitely not have a good ending.

When Jie Heng arrived, there was already a pile of cigarette butts on the table. The balcony and windows of the private room were wide open, and cold wind kept blowing in.

He frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't your subordinates tell you?"

"I told you." Jie Heng closed the window. "He didn't touch you, which proves that he doesn't dare to move now."

Peng Jiali sneered, "I just feel really fucking aggrieved that I have raised a bunch of useless people."

"That's right." Jie Heng took out a cigarette and lit it. "So you just stopped?"

"You're dreaming. If I stop, will he kill me?"

"That's good to know. It's too late to withdraw now. He must be investigating the affairs of the guild hall as well."

"Just him." Peng Jiali closed his eyes and said, "Tell Lao Xie to continue the transaction."

Jie Heng: "Are you sure you want to continue after what has happened?"

Peng Jiali: "What's there to be afraid of if two people die? Besides, every auction involves human lives. You only have this much courage."

Jie Heng pulled the corner of his mouth as if he was not smiling, and said nothing more.

Yu Jing slept until the afternoon, and woke up twice in a daze from nightmares.

Then he touched Yi Zongyu's hand and fell asleep peacefully again.

The nightmare was an endless forest, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out. He was so anxious that a layer of sweat formed on his forehead and flowed down.

I raised my hand to wipe it, only to find that what was flowing was blood. Even in my dream, the wound on my forehead was still painful.

Yu Jing suddenly opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling in the ward. He was stunned for a moment.

"Awake." Yi Zongyou squeezed his hand, "You can sleep so well."

Yu Jing then turned his gaze to the man beside the bed, and the uneasiness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Stupid." Yi Zongyou commented, "Let's try pouring some water on you."

As he spoke, he took a cup of warm water and fed it to his mouth through a straw. Yu Jing took a few sips and then said slowly:

"I just want to make sure I'm still dreaming."

This doesn't make him seem very smart.

Yi Zongyou smiled and hummed, "Okay, you're awake now."

"…woke up."

"Do you want something to eat? Do you have an appetite?"

Yu Jing swallowed and felt his throat was still a little blocked, and the outside of his neck where it was pinched was sore.

"Hmm... I want to eat shrimp balls and a hamburger."

"Like a child." Yi Zongyou looked at him, "I'm sorry, I just asked casually. The doctor told you not to eat these irritating foods."

Yu Jing's eyes widened in disbelief. "Then why are you still asking?"

"I want to make you jealous."

"..."

Yi Zongyu looked at his gentle eyes and suddenly remembered that last night, Yu Jing hugged him the moment he saw him.

Even though she was already finding it hard to bear the grievance, she still touched his arm and asked.

Yi Zongyu, aren't you cold wearing so little?

It makes people feel soft and distressed.

"Well, the nutritious meal prepared for you is also very good. I asked the chef to make it specifically according to your taste."

"There were no hamburgers, and no shrimp scampi."

Yu Jing began to bargain and begged obediently:

"Please buy me a portion of shrimp balls, Yi Zongyou, you are the best."

"No." The other party's answer was very heartless.

"...Oh well."

Yu Jing rolled his eyes and asked, "Have you asked for leave for me?"

"I contacted your roommates. They came over once in the morning when you were still sleeping."

"What?" He was stunned. "Been here?"

Yi Zongyou hummed, "Your roommates all care about you, I feel relieved."

This was true. When they heard that Yu Jing was injured, the three of them got up and rushed over, but were stopped by the bodyguards outside the ward.

Chen Ce glared at a bodyguard in displeasure:

"Aren't bodyguards only found in novels? Brother, are you cosplaying?"

“…”

The bodyguard didn't say anything, but inadvertently stretched out his broad chest muscles and looked at him.

Chen Ce laughed dryly: "Brother, I like to make jokes. With your figure, you can be a bodyguard!"

Jiang Jingxuan and the other person standing by seemed to be watching a face-changing show.

It was not until they called Yu Jing's cell phone again and Yi Zongyu contacted the bodyguard that they went in.

Then the three of them gathered around Yu Jing to study him for a while, and then went back to school.

Yu Jing said okay, and just as he was about to start daydreaming for a while, he heard Yi Zongyou say:

"You were still holding my hand when they came."

".....You're kidding me, I don't believe it."

Yi Zongyu took out his phone, opened the picture, and placed it in front of him, "There is a picture."

Yu Jing opened his eyes wide and looked. In the photo, his hands were white and slender, tightly holding Yi Zongyu's hands.

The shot was nice, but I felt that the force he used was like he was viciously collecting a debt.

Not knowing if he had hurt Yi Zongyu, Yu Jing stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.

"I didn't know at the time. Maybe I felt safer holding your hand. Will it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yi Zongyu stared at his mouth for a while, "Lunch will be here in five minutes, get up and wash up."

Just as Yi Zongyu said, the nutritious meal looked very good and suited his appetite.

Yu Jing particularly likes the dish of shrimp and egg. The shrimp meat is firm, the egg is soft and tender with a hint of milk fragrance, and the snow peas are fried golden and crispy. The combination of these flavors is super delicious.

The dessert after the meal was a bowl of taro and dumpling porridge. Yu Jing ate it, licked the corner of his mouth and started to stare at Yi Zongyu.

"Don't you have work to do?"

"No."

"Well... okay." Yu Jing sat back on the bed, "Did you call the police about that man last night?"

Yi Zongyou glanced at him and said, "Well, the police have taken him away."

"Was there any sentencing or anything?"

"Yes, life imprisonment."

Yu Jing was stunned for a moment, "No way."

"Why not?"

"It just sounds ridiculous." He touched the gauze on his forehead, "It's just a minor injury."

Yi Zongyou looked at him calmly, "Yu Jing."

"what?"

"This is not a minor injury. I would rather you be a little more squeamish than have such thoughts."

Yu Jing pinched the corner of his clothes, standing there like a wooden chicken.

But... when they were in bed, didn’t Yi Zongyu always bite himself?

"You are stupid."

"No." Yu Jing immediately questioned, "Then why do you always bite me and pinch my waist?"

"..."

"What do you mean by pinching the waist?" Xue Feihan opened the door and came in with a bang, his voice as loud as a bell.

"Xiao Jing, Zong You asked me to bring you some shrimp balls. Eat them while they're hot."

Following behind him was Ethan, who was carrying a basket of strawberries.

Yu Jing's earlobes turned red instantly, and Xue Feihan actually heard it. Fortunately, no one paid attention to it, otherwise he would have immediately lay on the hospital bed and pretended to be dead.

Wait, shrimp balls?

"Oh, you bought shrimp balls." Yu Jing smiled with his eyes curved, "Thank you."

Xue Feihan raised his chin and said, "Zong You only allowed you to buy one copy. I was planning to buy you eight or ten boxes."

Yu Jing took it with gratitude and smiled at the "heartless" man.

Then I opened the box. The sauce was sweet, the shrimp balls were fried crispy, and there was lava cheese inside.

It smells so good.

Yu Jing savored every bite of the shrimp balls with great care, feeling that life was full of hope.

Ethan put the strawberries on the table and leaned forward to look at the wound on his forehead.

"Is it serious? How did you get hurt?"