After kicking the slag attack, he was watched by the boss

Ye Rong watched helplessly as Zhang Shaohui opened a table of spirits to "entertain" himself.

The room was full of his usual cronies, coaxing and watching the jokes.

"Huizi, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. What are you doing?" Someone asked with a laugh.

Zhang Shaohui kicked the table, and the wine bottles and glasses on the table slammed together. He said angrily, "When did I punish him and Xu Jue? It's dirty even for people to lick their shoes!"

Ye Rong automatically filtered the words of his dogs that couldn't spit out ivory. If he cared about every sentence, he would have been pissed off.

On the contrary, he held a smiling face very flexibly, "Brother Hui, calm down, you can punish me however you want, it's because I didn't discipline well, please don't be like a child."

Zhang Shaohui stared at him with a bland smile, raised his chin, "Drink it up, drink it up, I'm satisfied, maybe I'll let your good brother go."

Ye Rong tried to hypnotize himself with the mental victory method, if he didn't drink such an expensive wine, he would not drink it for nothing, how could these mangy dogs with no quality taste the sweetness of the wine.

As if Ah Q was possessed, he picked up the wine and planned to make a quick decision, but who would have thought that Zhang Shaohui would sneak around behind him at some point.

When he was unprepared, he kicked hard at the crook of his leg, Ye Rong's knee slammed on the floor, and he reacted quickly enough to support the edge of the table with his elbows so as not to hit the corner of the table.

Zhang Shaohui crushed his ankle, "Drink on your knees!"

Ye Rong clenched the wine bottle, endured the pain and pushed him away, but still restrained himself, "Zhang Shaohui, don't bully others too much!"

But what he got into was Zhang Shaohui, a mad dog who would bite when he caught someone unreasonably. He was so angry that he rushed forward and grabbed Ye Rong's neck, and he held up the whole bottle of wine and poured it to death.

The mouth, nose, and throat are full of spirits that seem to be boiling. Ye Rongru is like a whale that has been stranded in the sun. He doesn't know when he will burst from the inside out, and he can't wait to blow everything around him to pieces. .

Before he almost choked to death, he struggled with all his strength to grab a bottle of wine and slam it on Zhang Shaohui's head.

Zhang Shaohui was stunned for a moment, his forehead began to bleed profusely, and then he howled, furiously clamoring to kill Ye Rong.

When things got to this point, Ye Rong didn't have any scruples anymore, he only hated himself for naively thinking that these people would let him go, and how he hoped that they would treat him as a human being.

He has never been a delicate woman with no power to restrain his hands. His hands have been sharpened by life over and over again, and then countless calluses have been born to protect him from harm. The broken half of the wine bottle failed to scratch his Fingers can easily cut someone else's carotid artery.

So when he turned against the guest and restrained Zhang Shaohui calmly so that he would stop making noise, he felt that he was equal to him in a real sense.

It's just that his weight is power and money, and he only has one life.

All the people in the room were stunned by Ye Rong's actions. These people who grew up in the world of luxury and money have never seen such a desperate battle. The room was so quiet that no one dared to breathe.

Only Ye Rong said coldly, "I said, don't bully people too much!"

"You want to kill me? Let me tell you, the last thing I fear is death."

"There are many ways to die, and I know all of them very well, such as cutting an artery." He said, pushing his fingers into the flesh, "After cutting hard, blood will splash all over the body, and the deeper the wound The sooner you die."

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However, at this moment, the door of the private room was opened from the outside, and a person who was completely impossible to appear here stepped in with a stern expression.

He turned a blind eye to the people in the room as if a god descended, and walked straight to Ye Rong, covering Ye Rong's broken hand with his wide palm.

"Rong Rong, be good, let go." His voice was like a spell, and Ye Rong was really coaxed to let go of his hand obediently.

He smiled gently and gently pulled Ye Rong into his arms, patted his back to comfort him, "It's okay, I'm here, let's go home."

Ye Rong leaned on Fu Wenyuan's broad shoulders and his head was dizzy. Fu Wenyuan's body was still as clean and warm as ever, which was reassuring. At this moment for the rest of his life after the earth-shattering, he actually had the urge to sleep with this person and never wake up again.

And at an angle that Ye Rong couldn't see, Fu Wenyuan took off the silver ring on his left hand, his eyes slowly turned red when he looked at Zhang Shaohui, without a trace of pity, like blood oozing from the depths of the ground, gorgeous and deadly .

He moved his thin lips slightly, but did not make a sound, but Zhang Shaohui, who was opposite him, clearly saw Fu Wenyuan uttered a sentence indifferently, "You will die within three months."

Zhang Shaohui's legs gave way suddenly and he knelt down on the ground, looking at Fu Wenyuan in foolish despair, but he didn't even dare to say a word of begging for mercy.

The king of Hades is sentenced to life and death, and gods and Buddhas cannot be stumbled.

After Fu Wenyuan finished speaking, he put the ring back on, and before going out, he asked Xie Shan to deal with the follow-up matters, and then Fu Wenyuan hugged Ye Rong who had fainted and left.

Ye Rong was a normal weight of an adult man, but Fu Wenyuan held him lightly, until he was put down in the car, Fu Wenyuan's arm strength was so amazing that he didn't even take a breath.

Ye Rong is sensitive to alcohol, he was dizzy and didn't know how he got back, he only felt that he was firmly supported by his hands as he kept falling.

Those hands are slender and powerful, and when they are gently stroked, it is like sea water kissing the rugged coast over and over again, and the tide never stops before sunset.

Ye Rong felt like a dumb clam thrown into warm water, and it was easy for people to pry open the shell and fish it out again.

He was hugged tightly and fell into boundless tenderness.

He struggled to open his eyes, and the magnified handsome face in front of him gradually became clear from blurry. His brows and eyes were meaningful, and his skin was clear and clear. This beauty was like a god who had come to the world... Who else could it be but Fu Wenyuan? !

……

Ye Rong woke up with a cry of surprise, his throat was so sore that he almost split his throat, he couldn't help coughing twice, and after looking around, he realized that he was actually sleeping in Fu Wenyuan's bedroom.

And he was lying on the master's lap in the bedroom, and he had nothing on him except the boxer shorts he bought for ten yuan and three pairs at the street stall.

Ye Rong was dazed for a while, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Fu Wenyuan's eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, Ye Rong almost thought that he was still in a dream for a moment.

"Are you awake? Come and drink some water. I didn't drink it yesterday. It's no wonder that my throat doesn't hurt today." Fu Wenyuan picked up a glass of warm water from the bedside table and gently helped him up.

Ye Rong said thank you, Mr., when he sat up and stretched his body, he suddenly felt a pain that could not be ignored from his waist. He turned his head and found that his waist and legs were covered with a scarlet green.

Fu Wenyuan was still thinking about how to explain it sadly, when he heard Ye Rong spat in a low voice, "Zhang Shaohui, that bastard is really cruel! You actually made me look like this!"

Fu Wenyuan shamelessly agreed, "I've dealt with this scoundrel for you, and you don't have to worry about your brother, Xie Shan has already taken care of it."

When Ye Rong heard this, his heart was so excited that he wanted to kowtow directly to Fu Wenyuan, "Mr. Fu, thank you, thank you very much, I don't know what to say, I will repay you well!"

Seeing that Fu Wenyuan didn't intend to ask for anything, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll cook for you...you don't have to pay any money."

Fu Wenyuan laughed and said: "Rongrong, you can't play tricks, we signed a contract for three years."

"If you really want to repay me." He said, his eyes slipped from Ye Rong's straight collarbone to his chest inadvertently, his Adam's apple rolled and he said softly, "Then don't call me Mr. Fu from now on, and don't use honorific titles either."

"Rong Rong, my mother named me in the hope that I would be able to hear the person I am interested in and travel far and wide."

Ye Rong understood what he meant, but he didn't expect such a request from the boss to be so approachable, obediently stuttered and shouted, "Wen... Yuan..."

Fu Wenyuan hummed in satisfaction, suppressing his urge to hear him yelling like that elsewhere.

"Rongrong, you must tell me if you have anything in the future, I will have a better way to solve it, you have to trust me."

This is the first time that Ye Rong feels someone is covering him. It is no longer that he is messing around, and he has tasted the sweetness of hugging golden thighs, and the fool is hypocritically wronging himself!

If it wasn't for his strength, he even wanted to befriend Fu Wenyuan, and it would be possible to be his younger brother.

The more Ye Rong thought about it in his divergent thinking, the more he found it funny, and he replied with a smile: "Of course I believe you, our Mr. Fu... Cough, our Wen Yuan is the man who controls the economic lifeline of the entire Mianshi City!"

Fu Domineering President Wen Yuan suddenly pulled him back and asked seriously: "Will it be a drop in price if you don't have a grasp of the lifeline of the global economy? I read it is written like this in novels."

Ye Rong was speechless, "The domineering president even poached his wife's kidneys and eyeballs, so is it worth it?"

But Fu Wenyuan replied in a wrong way, "Your eyes are very beautiful, I have never seen more beautiful eyes than yours."

Therefore, picking is absolutely impossible, and the source of happiness in the future cannot be dug.

It's a pity that Ye Rong, who couldn't hear Fu Wenyuan's heartfelt thoughts, could only seriously suspect that he might be addicted to some earthy romance with question marks all over his face.

The two chattered and joked for a while, Ye Rong finally remembered the business, "Wen Yuan, I asked for a leave today, I didn't go back last night, my brother might be frightened, I have to go back and have a look. "

Fu Wenyuan nodded in agreement, "It should, but don't worry too much, Xie Shan has informed him in advance, he knows you are here with me."

Ye Rong was shocked by his thoughtfulness in every aspect, and once again sighed that his character had exploded and met such a good boss.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash up first, planning to go back after breakfast.

Fu Wenyuan watched him enter the bathroom carefully, counting down silently for five seconds, and saw him rushing out angrily, pointing at his neck and complaining, "Is Zhang Shaohui a pervert? Why is there such a thing... ...Damn it, don't let me see him again!"

[The author has something to say: Ye Rong: I want to be his little brother!

Fu Wenyuan: I want him to be my wife. 】