The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

Zhou Yunshen and Han Yi, these two names seemed to be engraved on his bones, and they ached day and night so that he never forgot.

TV Zhong Han Yi's career has risen to another level, and he is emitting a stench like rotten food.

Suddenly hurried footsteps came, and his door, which was already crumbling, was kicked open.Yang Luoqing, who was living like a frightened bird, immediately threw the instant noodles in his hand towards the door, and was about to jump out of the window, but he was caught by the collar of the back of his neck first, and then fell to the ground hard, his back was burning with pain, Yang Luoqing didn't dare to move.

In front of him was a dark muzzle, like the cold eyes of death.

"Finally can't help it? Want to kill me?"

Yang Luoqing laughed loudly and said: "What I regret the most is that I didn't kill Han Yi at the beginning. If you want to kill me today, go ahead! I'm not afraid of you!"

"I heard that you have some grievances with Han Yi?"

But the voice came from the door. It was obvious that these people in front of him were not masters, and those who really mattered were unwilling to set foot in his dilapidated house outside.

This seemed to have slapped Yang Luoqing invisibly.

"What do you want me to do?"

Tang Wen looked at the moon and said slowly: "I will help you return to the peak time before, and even go further. What you need to do is to change your face." After a pause, he said: "A handsome face better than all faces."

"You want me to go for plastic surgery?"

Yang Luoqing was so excited that he was kicked on the ground as soon as he moved. He grunted and said in pain, "Then who still knows me? Why should I trust you?"

"You don't have to trust me, you just need to trust the gun in front of you."

Tang Wen is not a patient person, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yang Luoqing: "If you don't agree, I will send you to Zhou Yunshen."

The choice between life and death was placed in front of Yang Luoqing, and finally a little light appeared in the dilapidated little house.

Zhou Yunshen has been a little free lately, so he goes home every day to make dinner for Han Yi, and prepares an unshakeable tonic soup for Han Yi every day.As soon as Han Yi refused, he touched his chin, like a matchmaker looking at a girl, and said: "The body is too thin."

In front of Han Jingyun's face, Han didn't want to talk to him, so he drank it obediently every time, until Mr. Zhou got so far that he asked someone to send Bu Tang to the company every day, and Xiao Shan watched him drink it down.

Within two days, everyone in the company knew that Han Yi's health was not good, and he needed to take medicine and soup every day.Since then, the whole company has protected him like a raw egg, for fear that if he bumps into something, even Xiao Shan will become nervous.

As the person concerned, Han Yi decided to have a good talk with Zhou Yunshen at night.

After dinner, Zhou Yunshen took his nightgown and went downstairs, urging him to take a bath with concern like a maid: "It's been a long day and you still don't want to take a bath? I've already prepared the bath water for you.

Zhou Yunshen, who was not interested in drinking, rubbed against Han Yi's neck like a wolf dog. Han Yi glanced towards the kitchen. Han Jingyun had just gone to the kitchen to pour tea, and he might be back at any time.

This week, Yunshen is too short of pumping!

Han Yi decided to resist Zhou Yunshen for once, so he raised his hand to push away the coquettish and coquettish Zhou Yunshen, and sat down solemnly, "I don't want to take a bath now, you should go wash it first."

At this time, footsteps came from the kitchen, and Zhou Yunshen gave a meaningful "Oh" and said, "Then I'll go first."

Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhou Yunshen was no longer so easy to talk to.When he was suspicious, Zhou Yunshen had already hooked Han Yi's head with one hand and kissed him with his lips.

After the kiss, Zhou Yunshen went to the bathroom to take a shower refreshed, leaving behind Han Yi who gritted his teeth bitterly.Han Jingyun poured the tea out and saw Han Yi's cheeks were slightly red.

He put the tea in front of Han Yi and said, "Dad, drink tea."

Every time he had something to do with Zhou Yunshen and soon met Han Jingyun, Han Yi always felt guilty. Although he was the same as him, he didn't want to affect Han Jingyun.He is Jiang Man's only flesh and blood left in this world, and he hopes that he will live a simple life all his life.

Han, who was in a state of embarrassment, didn't notice that Han Jingyun's tone had become a little cold. This tone didn't sound like a child's tone at all, let alone the Han Jingyun who used to be coquettish in his arms and called Dad one by one.

"dad."

He raised his head, and Han Jingyun said in a muffled voice, "I don't like this place, I want to go home."

"This is our home," Han Yi laughed, looking at his son and said, "This is our home, where are you going back?"

"No, it's not."

Han Jingyun's eyes turned red and he said, "It's just my father and I at home, not Uncle Zhou. Dad wasn't like this before. Dad, you have changed."

After the child's xinxing finished speaking, he turned around and ran upstairs. Han Yi was stunned and chased after him, only to stop the door that was about to close and step in.

Han Jingyun bit his lip and tears fell patter, Han Yi felt distressed when he saw it.

The child he grew up holding in the palm of his hand could count the number of times he cried with one hand, but at this moment, he was crying as if he had been greatly wronged.

Han Yi's head seemed to be wearing a magic spell, and Han Jingyun's crying sounded like Tang Seng's spell, which made his head twitch and hurt.

He didn't like Zhou Yunshen, what he meant just now was to let Zhou Yunshen leave, and wanted to go back to the days when there were only the two of them.But now, how could he be separated from Zhou Yunshen?

It's like the reunion of people who have walked [-] roads in front of them. What kind of fate is this?

But what Han Jingyun represented was his guilt towards Jiang Man.

"I don't like Uncle Zhou here. I just want to live with my father."

"Father, why can't we live without Uncle Zhou?"

The tip of his tongue seemed to be numb, and he opened his mouth slightly only to find that the tip of his tongue was not numb but trembling, as if a hand had pinched the tip of his tongue, preventing him from uttering a word.

"Jing Yun," he pondered for a long time and finally said slowly, "Can you give Dad some time?"

"Dad will let Uncle Zhou leave, right?"

The light of hope in the little boy's eyes made Han Yi's heart suffocate. It turned out that some hopes of other people in this world were arrows that killed him.

Zhou Yunshen usually gave the father and son enough time to get along, as long as the father and son were talking upstairs, he would not disturb him, so Han Yi had enough time to appease Han Jingyun.

After all, it is a child, and it is Xinxin who trusts and loves Han Yi. It took him forty minutes to coax him and closed the door exhausted. When he turned around, he found Zhou Yunshen standing at the stairs, with his left hand clasped His bathrobe, with steaming milk in his right hand.

"What's the matter? Are you having a fight with Jing Yun? You have a serious look on your face?"

His voice was like the night wind gently blowing through the leaves, Han Yi had the urge to burst into tears, but he held back, and said lightly: "It's okay, if the child is unhappy, just coax him. "