After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Qin Yuancheng closed his eyes and said, "Let's talk about this later."

"No, let's make it clear now." Yi Zongyu said without changing his expression.

"You brought this up today, so I think it's better to talk about it."

"I have made up my mind. I will only recognize him and I will not change my mind."

"Regarding the question of having children, I'm really sorry. I've already given you the answer. Even if we don't get married, I won't touch anyone other than Yu Jing."

"I won't betray him. I can't."

"Also, if you have anything to say, you can talk to me directly. Don't go to Yu Jing to talk about it. He has a soft temper and will make wild assumptions."

Qin Yuancheng's face turned pale and blue. He really didn't expect Yi Zongyu to speak so openly and clearly.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

He frowned, "There's still a long way to go. How dare you say such a decisive thing at such a young age?"

"Grandpa, I know exactly what I'm talking about."

"It's impossible to be separated from him." Yi Zongyou said, "Unless I die."

"Are you threatening me with death?"

"No." He looked at Qin Yuancheng calmly, "I just want to say that he is more important than my life."

The expression on Wen Mao's face was extremely interesting, and Han Ning was so anxious that he was running around in circles:

"Tell me what you heard."

"Don't bother yet."

"No, I always tell you every gossip I hear. What do you mean? Are you doing this, Wen Mao?"

"Can you please keep your voice down...Fuck, fuck, fuck, stand back up, quick, quick, quick."

The two people hurriedly changed positions again.

After a few seconds, the door opened.

Yi Zongyu came out from inside, with no emotion visible on his face.

"I have a meeting this afternoon. Are the materials ready?"

Han Ning nodded hastily, feeling guilty. "I've put them all in your office."

Yi Zongyu's eyes swept over slowly.

"Is it hot?"

"No..." Han Ning wiped his sweat, "I've been very irritable these past two days."

Yi Zongyu stared at him for two seconds, then walked forward without asking any more questions.

Wen Mao was so angry that he gritted his teeth as if he wanted to eat Han Ning.

It's fucking useless.

It wasn't him who eavesdropped, so why should he feel guilty?

Damn, it must be exposed.

This idiot Han Ning must have grown up eating chicken shit.

Wen Mao cursed Han Ning a hundred times in his heart along the way. After the car stopped in front of the group, he finally stopped complaining.

"Is there any action from Peng Jiali's side?" Yi Zongyu didn't rush to get out of the car.

"He has been recovering from his injuries for a while now, so the affairs of the guild hall have been handed over to Jie Heng for the time being."

"Leave it to Jie Heng?" Yi Zongyu let out a laugh from his throat, "He really dares."

"It's just some small business. Peng Jihua is still in charge of the big things."

Wen Mao paused and continued, "Speaking of Peng Jihua, he seems to be concerned about the Yi family because of Peng Jiali's injury. I wonder if he has discovered something."

The phone dinged, and Yi Zongyu picked it up and looked at it, "Are you doing things so inappropriately?"

It’s Yu Jing’s message.

Baby: Pictures.

Baby: "Is there really a scar on the forehead???"

Baby: "Didn't you say those scar prevention ointments are very effective?"

Baby: “I’m sad…”

"That's not the case." Wen Mao immediately changed his words, "After all, Peng Jiali had his right leg amputated..."

"Then you will go instead of him?" Yi Zongyu enlarged the photo and interrupted Wen Mao without raising his head.

"No, no, no, I just said it casually." Wen Mao looked at Han Ning, who was gloating in the driver's seat.

The photo should have been taken by Yu Jing’s roommate, and it looks like Chen Ce.

The photo was taken at a very high angle, from top to bottom. The scar was the same size as a red bean, with an irregular shape, but vaguely oval, and slightly sunken on the left side of the forehead.

In order to highlight the scar, the photographer made Yu Jing look like a big-headed doll.

Yu Jing sat on the chair, staring at the camera with his round black eyes, looking curious.

Yi Zongyu couldn't help laughing, so silly and cute.

He typed with his fingertips: "I can't see clearly, take another photo."

Wen Mao and Han Ning exchanged glances, and he leaned forward slightly, wanting to look at Yi Zongyu's cell phone.

Unexpectedly, Yi Zongyu looked up immediately after sending the message, and the two of them suddenly looked at each other.

"busy?"

Wen Mao froze for a moment, wanting to laugh but unable to.

"I'm fine, just looking around."

Yi Zongyu had just finished admiring his wife's beautiful photos and was in a good mood. He seemed too lazy to argue with him.

"Keep an eye on Peng Jihua. Yu Jing will be out sketching next week, so keep some people around him."

"it is good."

After Yi Zongyu arrived at the company, he held a two-hour meeting, but Yu Jing had not replied to his message yet.

This made him feel a little dissatisfied, and at the same time he was reflecting on whether he had done something inappropriate that caused Yu Jing to ignore him.

Yi Zongyu stared at the chat interface for a while, then typed:

"I'll pick you up for dinner tonight."

Another ten minutes passed, still no reply.

He made a video call directly, but the call was answered very slowly on the other end.

Yu Jing lay on the table, turned on a small light, her little mouth and cheeks were red, and she stared at the screen without saying a word.

"Why don't you reply to the message?" Yi Zongyu began to question him.

"Just." Yu Jing bit his lip awkwardly, "I'm busy."

"What are you busy with? Is there another boyfriend hiding in the dormitory?"

"You're talking nonsense." Yu Jing quickly took a photo of the surrounding area with his phone to prove his innocence, "There's no one there."

Yi Zongyou nodded with a smile.

"Where's your roommate?"

“They went to buy food.”

“Why don’t you reply to the message?”

The topic was brought back to the topic again, and Yu Jing looked away awkwardly.

"I was just busy."

"Yu Jing." Yi Zongyu suddenly spoke.

"what?"

"Can you lie a little bit?"

Yu Jing was so embarrassed that his earlobes turned red. He gave up and lay back on the table.

"Yi Zongyou, you have a good eye."

"..."

"So what on earth are you doing."

In the afternoon, Chen Ce took two photos of Yu Jing, and then began to stare at his face and observe it carefully.

"What are you doing?" Chen Ce called out.

"What are you doing?"

"Where's the lipstick?"

"What the hell is this lipstick?"

"I brought back a makeup bag from your club a few days ago. Isn't there a lipstick in it? Give it to me."

"What are you going to do?" He Lewei started rummaging through the drawer while chewing gum.

He was the vice president of the guitar club. The club's classroom was occupied by first-year graduate students for exams, so he and the president took back some of the odds and ends.

"I want to put makeup on Xiaojing." Chen Ce replied with a smile.

Yu Jing looked horrified.

"I reject."

"Refusal is invalid. Someone, hold Xiao Jing down for me."

"..."

It was called makeup, but Chen Ce actually just wanted to put lipstick on Yu Jing, mainly because he didn’t know how to do anything else.

Yu Jing's skin was as white as porcelain, her cheeks were rosy, there was a hint of bright red on her lips, and her eyes were dark and soft, looking at people mistily.

"Oh shit, that looks good!"

"Let me see, let me see."

"How's it going?"

"Fuck, sure, here's my phone, take a picture, take a picture."

“I’ll shoot first!”

"You two get out of here, I'll take the first picture of what I drew."

Yu Jing was speechless about their behavior, but he was not able to fight three people at the moment, so he could only stay on the chair and cooperate with them in taking photos.

He somehow felt like he was a gorilla in a zoo, the kind that goes to check-in spots.

It only costs ten yuan to take a photo, and both children and the elderly love to take photos.

Looking at the photos that Chen Ce and others posted in the group, there were group photos and some of him alone.

Actually... it's pretty good, a little cute.

"They had been fooling around all afternoon and went to buy food. I just washed the lipstick off my mouth."

Yu Jing lay on the table and looked at the man on the screen, seeming a little aggrieved, "It's very difficult to wash."

"Not replying to messages turns out she's playing this with other men."

"No, no, I was just washing my face..."

"Ah."

Jealous again.

Yu Jing was annoyed and quickly moved closer to the screen: "Didn't you say we would have dinner together tonight?"