Good men don't marry wealthy families

It was true that Pei Jizhou was very busy with the company's affairs. Until eleven o'clock in the evening, his eyes were so hungry that his eyes went dark, and he was almost overwhelmed.He leaned on the desk to recover, and didn't even remember whether he had eaten or not.

Don't sellers want to make money?They were crazy, and even dared to use unfair means of competition.But they dare not make the money.Suppliers would rather squeeze tens of millions of precious metals in the warehouse to rust, and dare not say that they have the goods.

The only Mr. Wu who speaks of loyalty, is he speaking of loyalty? He is for his own darling.Mr. Wu opened the entertainment company to promote the star Zhong Zaiyu, and later developed well, mastering a lot of resources.The main reason is that Zhong Zaiyu was affected by the limelight this time, Mr. Wu is so angry, his sweetheart is not happy anymore!

Pei Jizhou admired Mr. Wu's courage very much, and he was ready for the company to let Yi Duoyan play casually, but he didn't want it!he does not like!

Pei Jizhou and Mr. Wu each showed off their own treasures on the phone for a long time, but they forged a profound revolutionary friendship and agreed to make persistent efforts and make progress together on the road of fancy dog ​​abuse.

After a whole day, it's just that comfortable.

Governor Pei Ji breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get off work. When he saw the packaged food on the coffee table, he recalled that the secretary had indeed delivered the food, but he really forgot.

Forget it, if you don't like to do his business, then don't do it for the rest of your life, just roll away and play!

Pei Jizhou quickly swallowed the cold crystal shrimp dumplings and barbecued pork buns, and walked while drinking while carrying a bowl of lobster porridge, with a paper bag under his arm—all of which he took back to feed the little liver.

It was past midnight when he got home, and the little boy was lying on the bed sprawled and fell asleep.

"Duo Duo, have you taken a shower yet? You don't even cover yourself with a quilt." Even if he is trapped to a dead end, Pei Jizhou can find that unique joy as long as he returns home.

Wife and children are hot on the kang, which is the most basic and easiest pleasure to satisfy.

Yi Duoyan's breathing was heavy, Pei Jizhou's hand on his arm felt the scalding heat through his pajamas, he was like a stove!

"A lot! A lot!" Pei Jizhou shook Yi Duoyan in panic, but he only groaned once or twice, and then there was no movement.

Pei Jizhou immediately called his private doctor, and suddenly remembered that time when he pretended to be seriously ill, he sweated all over halfway while wrapped in a quilt, and he recovered [-]% to [-]%.He packed up Yi Duoyan and resisted leaving.

Xiao Tianyuan was not locked in the second bathroom. Yi Duoyan spent an hour teaching it to pick up the slippers, preparing to wait for Pei Jizhou to come back to make a fool of himself, but this time it picked up the slippers that Pei Jizhou had just taken off and put them at his feet , and howled loudly: "Wang——"

Pei Jizhou was condescending, and this little thing didn't catch his eyes.

The sports car is like a roaring giant beast at night, Pei Jizhou's driving skills are soared abroad.After driving half the distance, Duoduo Chicken Roll in the back seat whimpered, curled up like a shrimp, realized in a daze that he was in the car, and asked, "Where is this going?"

Pei Jizhou concentrated on driving. The intersections at this point are full of traffic police arresting drunk driving. He stepped on the highest speed line in the city and slid over with his foot on the gas pedal. He said softly, "Go to the hospital, you have a fever."

"Yeah." Yi Duoyan rubbed against the quilt, immersed in his own soft smell, always feeling that something was missing, "You came back so late."

With this faint voice, Pei Jizhou misunderstood that he was blaming himself for working overtime.Yi Duoyan has nothing to do recently, he either goes downstairs for a walk or watches a drama at home, and he spends too little time with him.Pei Jizhou was impatient for a moment: "It won't happen next time, I promise I won't work overtime in the future."

The private hospital has been prepared in advance, and customers like Pei Jizhou who donate every year are the fathers of the donors.Yi Duoyan continued to have a high fever, and Pei Jizhou was already unconscious when he got out of the car. The nurse took his temperature and it was 39 degrees.

The nurse took the blood to measure the blood pressure, and after another toss, Yi Duoyan was very reluctant in a daze.Pei Jizhou could only hold his arm, not shy at all in front of the doctors and nurses, coaxed him softly, and then quickly winked at the nurses.

It took more than half an hour for the ward to completely quiet down. The doctor said it was a viral flu. On the surface, Pei Jizhou was grateful, but in his heart he remained skeptical like all worried parents.

The nurse came in with a cart, full of three bags of water. The middle-aged head nurse, who was hired by a high salary, had very good acupuncture skills, and the needles returned blood.She couldn't help but worry when she saw this boy with thin skin and tender flesh. The patient's blood vessels are too thin, and the family members who accompany him are too fierce. It's a bad omen in the middle of the night!

She changed the small needle for the child, hit the nail on the head, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.When she finished her work proficiently and pushed the car out of the ward, she was surprised to find that the fierce bed-accompanying family member looked at the patient with gentle eyes and a handsome side face with sharp edges and corners. This scene was like a love idol drama.

After the needle was pulled out, Pei Jizhou almost counted the minutes and seconds to spend the 5 minutes of pressing the needle hole, feeling uncomfortable.

The private ward is well-equipped with everything you need, like a small presidential suite.Pei Jizhou wet a towel and wiped Yi Duoyan's whole body little by little. Then he hurriedly took a shower, lying on the hospital bed covered in steam, and tossing Yi Duoyan into muttering again.

I don't know what to mutter yet, dissatisfaction is certain.

Pei Jizhou was very helpless, grabbed his little butt as a threat, and leaned into his ear and said, "Little Duoduo, it's my first time serving someone, so you can't take it easy."

Yi Duoyan was confused but firmly said "Oh!"

It seems that both threats and comforting words are effective. Pei Jizhou was so happy that he patted him on the back repeatedly, "Go to sleep."

Yi Duoyan is indeed a strong and healthy young child, and it took him a long time to realize where he was when he opened his eyes the next morning.He rolled around until he woke up Pei Jizhou, and there was something cold and cold stuck on his forehead.

Yi Duoyan was startled: "!?" Immediately, he shrank back under the quilt, cooperating timidly, "...don't kill me."

It was a temperature gun.

Bi——

Yi Duoyan understood the voice when he heard the voice, and rolled his eyes at the cold plastic texture: "..."

Pei Jizhou held back his laughter, and lazily glanced at the display screen, "37 degrees eight!" The good mood was ruined.

Yi Duoyan was as fierce as a bandit, grabbed the temperature measuring gun, put it on Pei Jizhou's forehead, and said vividly: "Bang——"

Bi——

In Pei Jizhou's eyes like looking at a little fool, Yi Duoyan pretended to be stupid: "37 degrees nine! You are dead!"

Pei Jizhou's body temperature is high, and Yi Duoyan maintains a constant temperature throughout the year. When two people sleep in their arms, one heats and the other keeps warm.

After Yi Duoyan ate the patient breakfast provided by the hospital, he got tired of playing in the private ward in half an hour, "I'm leaving the hospital, let's go back."

Pei Jizhou couldn't hold him back, so he called the internal number at the bedside and asked the doctor to come over in a bad tone.He was sitting on the sofa for one person, giving off a fierce aura that was not easy to provoke.

The intern male doctor on duty was very young, and he was a little scared. He walked over with one hand and put his hand on Yi Duoyan's forehead.

Pei Jizhou immediately sat up straight, he was about to explode!

The doctor said tremblingly, "Still having a fever." He saw the fierce man reach out and touch the patient on the bed, his expression was very satisfied.

Pei Jizhou taught him a lesson: "Did you hear that?"

"Humph!"

The viral cold didn't get better so quickly. The doctor said it was good. Yi Duoyan still had a low-grade fever, but he was too energetic.The temperature started to rise at noon, and when Lu Feifei came to visit his doctor, it was over 38 degrees.

After banning the Internet, Lu Feifei had a particularly good life. He ate enough, drank enough and slept a long time. The key is that he didn't have to be angry.

Yi Duoyan made a visual inspection and commented very professionally: "I lost six and a half catties."

"Four at six!" Lu Feifei pouted dissatisfiedly. If Pei Jizhou hadn't been sitting in charge, he would have thrown himself on the hospital bed and said nothing!

Pei Jizhou knew that Lu Feifei was afraid of him, so he gave the two children some privacy, "I'll go out and make a call, and I'll be back in a while."

Sure enough, as soon as he left, Lu Feifei kicked off his shoes and sat cross-legged at Yi Duoyan's feet, and even lifted a corner of the quilt to cover his body, like a confidant elder sister: "What's the matter with you, I haven't seen you have any headaches before. "

Yi Duoyan didn't get sick once while he was in college, Lu Feifei had a cold and a fever every year.

"I don't want to be a designer anymore, it's so boring."

Lu Feifei was surprised: "Don't you like design?"

Yi Duoyan fell back, and the high-padded pillows swayed like a trampoline: "Suddenly I don't like it so much, it's so boring. I spend most of my energy on cursing and copying every day. If it’s above, why not be a painter, you can live well if you sell a painting for one or two thousand.”

He had no doubt that all of this was caused by him, and he was the root of the rotten to the point of pus.

Yi Duoyan is very strong. He had to be top-notch in both grades and sports meets in school.When he is angry and injustice, he wants fairness and justice from the source, but he is more afraid of the consequences of his strokes than being plagiarized and being reaped by others.

If he doesn't draw, he'll panic.Just like if he didn't save Xiao Lin at that time, he would be sorry for his conscience, but he couldn't afford to provoke the consequences that would follow.He is afraid that the people he loves and cares about will be hurt.

When filling out the volunteers for the college entrance examination, Yi Duoyan first considered the Academy of Fine Arts, and now he occasionally regrets it when he thinks back.He thought about it for a long time yesterday, and felt that he still wanted to live that kind of chic life, like throwing off his clothes without hiding his achievements and fame.He can have no fame, because there are too many mediocre people.

"That's right, so what? You can become famous only if you can hype it, and only fans will buy it if you become famous." Lu Feifei didn't listen at all, and jumped out of bed again, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Yi Duoyan put his arms around him without any surprise, "Put it down."

Lu Feifei returned the same way, took out the mobile phone that he took advantage of just now from his pocket, and reluctantly threw it on the white quilt.

Yi Duoyan said to Lu Feifan's back: "There is a bathroom here, use it here."

Lu Feifei stamped his feet angrily, rushed into the bathroom aggressively, rolled up his sleeves as if preparing to fight, and when he closed the door, he tried to justify himself needlessly: "I didn't even want to ask the nurse to borrow my phone! I didn't even want to ask the doctor to borrow it!"

"……Silly."