Mr. Shen's humble lover

After sending Su Mu away, Shen Sirui entered the house according to the password. He had just entered the hall when he heard hurried footsteps: "Wei Chen, is that you? You finally came back, so I knew it wasn't you... ..."

Shen Ye hadn't finished speaking, when he saw that the person who came in was his second brother, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, with deep disappointment in his eyes, he turned his head and walked towards the sofa.

Shen Sirui stared dumbfounded at the hunched, disheveled, decadent, alcoholic man in front of him.

This is his elder brother?

This is his big brother who is always straight back, always well-dressed, and always imposing?

"Brother..." Shen Sirui sat down beside Shen Ye, and persuaded him, "My condolences."

Shen Ye, whose eyes were dull just now, and with a disheartened face, suddenly turned dark and scolded: "What are you mourning for? Wei Chen is not dead, why should I mourn? Besides, he is just a little lover. He died died, what's the matter?"

Shen Sirui couldn't stand his menacing gaze, turned his head to look at the coffee table full of wine bottles, then at the dusty dining table floor, swallowed and said, "Brother, I'll ask an aunt to clean it up. Well, this is also..."

Shen Ye stood up suddenly, pointed at the door and said sharply: "Get out! I don't want someone to clean it. When Wei Chen comes back, he will naturally clean it up."

Shen Sirui sneered in his heart, and got out.

After the door closed, Shen Ye walked slowly towards the stairs, thinking in a daze:

It's just a little lover, he's tired of it long ago, and he died when he died, what's the big deal?

Three years later.

Xincheng.

Xincheng was originally just a small eighteenth-tier city, but earth-shaking changes have taken place in the past few years.

Especially the high-tech industrial park in the east of the city.Because of various preferential taxation and support policies, many large domestic and foreign enterprises have come to invest and build factories.In less than three years, the originally chaotic slums are now full of high-rise buildings, and the environment is as beautiful as a park.

Today, another subsidiary of one of the largest large groups in the country has settled in. The city leaders attach great importance to it and come to inspect it.

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the tallest, most beautiful and most impressive building in the industrial park opened its doors. The property manager said to a young man waiting outside the building, "Quickly arrange the flowers, the city leaders will be here in the afternoon."

This young man was in his early twenties, with fair skin, handsome facial features, tall and thin figure, showing a mouthful of clean white teeth and smiling, "Okay!"

After speaking, he put on his gloves, and together with another burly man, he removed the pots of beautiful flowers and green plants from the truck, put them on the cart, and carried them upstairs one after another.

I don't know how many times it was transported back and forth, and finally there was only the last tank of water lilies left.

The tank was not big, but it was filled with water, so it was still very heavy. The young man and the strong man carefully lifted the water tank out of the car. The property manager was even more nervous than them, and reminded him incessantly: "Such a beautiful water lily! , be careful, don't fall..."

Then he led them all the way up to the chairman's office on the top floor: "It's placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The sun is good here, so be careful, don't break it, the boss likes water lilies..."

With a polite smile on his face, the young man listened to the property manager's endless chatter, and when everything was settled, the property manager signed it.

The young man looked back at Bing Tilian, which was blooming beautifully in the sun, smiled, and left.

After getting out of the elevator, I saw a group of men in suits and leather shoes walking towards the elevator in the lobby.

This group of people are all in suits and leather shoes, and all of them have extraordinary momentum. They are not ordinary people at first glance.

Especially the man surrounded by the stars and moons, not to mention tall and straight, but also very handsome, with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, he was lowering his head slightly, listening to the people around him.

Seeing the man, the young man paused, quickly lowered his head and pulled the cart to hide behind a phoenix bamboo next to the elevator, flustered.

Why did Si Rui come back?Didn't you say you will come back at night?

He hid quickly, but the man still saw him.

"Qi Xin?" The man walked up a few steps, looked at his overalls stained with flower soil, looked at his dirty gloves, and was angry and distressed, but he couldn't bear to talk about youth, so he turned his head and scolded the strong man. Dun: "How can you let Qi Xin do this kind of thing? Don't you know that he is not in good health?"

The burly man Bobo lowered his head, bearing the thunderous anger of the big boss without saying a word.

The young man couldn't bear it, looked up at the man, and whispered: "Don't talk about him, I insisted on coming."

The man reached out to wipe off the little stains on his face, and said helplessly and dotingly: "When I'm not at home, you will be disobedient, right? Then I will take you with me when I go on business trips, and keep you by my side. Are you listening?"

The young man blushed and whispered, "Why didn't you say anything when you came back?"

The man rubbed his soft and thick hair, and sighed helplessly: "I just got off the plane, and I wanted to let you sleep more, so I didn't call you. But you are lucky, and you don't love yourself, What are you going to deliver on a hot day? If you suffer from heat stroke, you will suffer again.”

Seeing that his behavior became more and more intimate, the young man hurriedly said: "You are busy! I am leaving."

After speaking, he pulled the cart and ran in small steps.

The man wanted to chase after him, and the assistant beside him reminded: "Mr. Shen, Mayor Zhou and Mr. Shen are coming this afternoon. Everyone is waiting for the meeting in the conference room!"

Shen Sirui glared at the assistant, then watched Qi Xin leave the hall and get on the truck parked at the door before entering the elevator.

Bobo got into the cab and muttered unhappily: "The big boss has been away for half a month, and he will curse people as soon as he comes back."

Qi Xin raised his head and said apologetically, "It's really wrong to swear at someone, let him give you a raise."

A smile suddenly appeared on Bobo's face: "Boss, stop doing these rough and heavy jobs in the future, and just serve the flowers. Look at you, you have lost a lot of weight recently, and your spirit is also poor."

Qi Xin smiled.

He hasn't been sleeping well recently, and when he falls asleep, he always dreams about some messy things. If he doesn't sleep well, his spirit will naturally be poor.

After returning to the flower garden, Qi Xin plunged into the flower shed and started to work again. At noon, Shen Sirui came in with a takeaway bag, pulled him to a chair and sat down, frowning and complaining: "I forgot to eat again." Bar?"

After speaking, he took out the boxes of meals in the bag and put them on, took off Qi Xin's gloves, took out a wet tissue and wiped them carefully for him, and said while wiping: "I haven't been back for half a month, You are thinner again, look at your hand, you can directly practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claw..."

Qi Xin looked at his slender and thin hands, and listened to his complaints without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Sirui felt distressed again, stopped nagging, and made him a bowl full of abalone and scallop soup: "Baby, eat more."