The wealthy husband is about to die

Yes, I also feel that I am very miserable, with inexplicable grief and indignation, Bai Zeyu who doesn't know how to complain, turned his grief and indignation into strength, and killed the three bowls with tears in his eyes!

The result of eating too much is to be full. In the past, Bai Zeyu pushed Master He's wheelchair for a walk in the back garden, but now it has become two people walking in a wheelchair.

This picture is simply.

Bai Zeyu looked at Master He in front of him, and then at the bottom of his buttocks, suddenly there was a possibility that no matter what he did, he might be infected.

Thinking wildly in his mind, Bai Zeyu thought of partnering with that Youmei girl to start a Hanfu business.

The contract over there was also signed, and he also invested in the funds, but there was no movement for the time being. Bai Zeyu, who was going to sea for the first time, suddenly remembered it and suddenly panicked.

Will it be a loss?

Taking out his phone, Bai Zeyu asked about his work on WeChat.

Over there, Youmei got the support from Bai Zeyu, so she immediately reported on Bai Zeyu's capital injection, and logged on to Weibo to promote it. At the same time, because of the large amount of funds, the designers in the studio, the hairpins, the hairpins, The masters are very motivated, and they all work overtime in the hope of being able to drive out the first batch of new styles.

Fight for the first shot to fire.

Youmei became a wage earner from a young boss. Not only did she not have any burdens in her heart, but she was full of confidence. Bai Zeyu did not ask about the affairs of the company.

But Youmei was also afraid of Bai Zeyu's sudden inquiry, and she couldn't come up with any styles to sell.

During this period of time, Bai Zeyu has always been a figure on the cusp of the storm, and every bit of information has been exaggerated in the news media. You Mei visited in person, and she was relieved to know that Bai Zeyu was fine.

You Mei thinks that people like Bai Zeyu are quite powerful, after all, he is Lord He, and no one can handle it for ordinary people.

In the eyes of outsiders, these two people seem to be one in the sky and the other in the ground, and they just happen to be together.

It also plays a love game that the rich disdain but the poor pursue.

Yumi has always been fascinated.

Isn't this the favorite of many young people?

Youmei was running around for the business of Hanfu, and her mind was constantly filled with inspirations from the noble circle. Once such thoughts came out, it would be like a flood, and she would tell a few good friends about those ideas.

Then the few of them fell into a strange circle every day, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt cute bleeding.

So after receiving Bai Zeyu's inquiry, Youmei's hands and feet were swift, and she responded to the message as quickly as she could in her life.

"It's tailor-made for you and Master He. I've written the script for you. In fact, you can try it. Just treat it as a kind of love and fun."

Then Bai Zeyu saw the so-called script with a blank face: Mr. Jiaoqiao and his ruthless prince...

The cold-blooded emperor and the coquettish concubine...

The Iron-Blooded General and his Charming Prisoners in Troubled Times...

The disabled genius doctor and his Sand Sculpture Concubine...

The evil leader's downcast puppy legs...

.........

The first few Bai Zeyu could barely accept it, but after learning about it, the more idiotic and pitiful the role he played, the more miserable it was when he thought about it.

"Not good!" Bai Zeyu expressed his desire to refuse.

You Mei was waiting for Bai Zeyu's reply, and quickly replied, "Why? Don't you think this is very pampering and loving?"

"No! I think my character is at a disadvantage. I don't attract fans. What Stoudemire, dog legs, mentally handicapped, stupid and sweet, I feel very stupid at first glance." I guess the clothes given to him will definitely not look good.

And He Ye's characters are all kinds of tall and tall, and the ones who are awesome are not good. They are the kind with their own halo, and now the appearance is even better. Bai Zeyu said that he also feels oppressed.

No, absolutely not.

His own condition can't catch up with Master He's, his appearance is average, and he has no aura, and he continues to die, isn't he dying faster?

Knowing that people are visual animals, he felt that if he really did that, he might be sprayed to death.

A properly rotten clam, toad wants to eat swan meat.

Youmei thought for a while, and indeed, there was a difference between her fantasy and reality, and then she removed the latter ones as Bai Zeyu said.

While chatting, Bai Zeyu found that Master He was waiting for him not far away, so he hurried over to talk to Master He about the promotion of his Hanfu store.

Master He rejected it without even thinking about it, "You can find someone else to do it."

In fact, Bai Zeyu had thought about this for a long time, but he was still a little unwilling.

Deliberately distorting the meaning of the man, he said in a particularly irritating tone, "Looking for someone else? You mean let me take pictures with other people? Since you are willing to put me in the arms of others, don't you love me?"

"It's only the first day, and you don't recognize people when you wear pants?"

He Jinzhi suddenly felt a headache, he couldn't help frowning, and frowned.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense about this." The man insisted.

Bai Zeyu really couldn't do it, so forget it.

"It doesn't matter if we don't need to do publicity. Let's wear it by ourselves and be happy ourselves?" Anyway, it's because of people's intentions, and Bai Zeyu thinks it's quite interesting.

Master He thought for a while, and saw Bai Zeyu looking at him expectantly, those dark eyes were bright and energetic, it was easy to relax when he was stared at by such a pair of eyes.

"...OK, you can wear it in private."

Bai Zeyu cheered, "Okay, I knew Jin Zhi that you treated me the best."

After finishing speaking, he quickly sent a message back to Yumi, telling her that the plan was feasible.

Although Youmei regrets that the publicity has failed, she is very happy to be able to design Hanfu for the boss.

But the other side agreed to Bai Zeyu's strange request and suddenly felt a little regretful, especially thinking that Bai Zeyu likes to show off and like to be lively.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it.

The old housekeeper looked at him more and more disappointed and helpless in Master He's mind...

After the walk, Bai Zeyu was in high spirits, pushing the wheelchair quickly, he didn't see the decadence and weakness before dinner, but He Ye looked gloomy.

The old butler didn't know why, but he still turned to Bai Zeyu, and said casually, "My lord, Xiaobai is still young, let him be more, don't scare him."

Master He glanced at the worried butler with a complicated expression, and for a moment didn't know how to face "..."

Butler, you really don't have to worry about it.

After a few days you will have a headache.

"I'm going back to my room, and you should go to bed earlier."

The old butler sighed heavily, nodded, and said in a heavy tone, "I know, Mr. He, you are older than Xiaobai, so be careful, Xiaobai is such a good boy."

Master He looked at the aged butler, "..."

No, some time ago, he still remembered that the housekeeper secretly muttered that Bai Zeyu had a deep mind and great means, and that he had to be driven out of He's house as soon as possible. How could there be such a big change in just a few days?

"I know, he's really fine." To avoid being nagged by the old man, Master He pushed the wheelchair back to the room at a faster speed.

Bai Zeyu had already fallen asleep, and he slept in a particularly heartless kind. Even if the man felt helpless in his heart, he didn't feel soft when he saw this scene.

Forget it, just let him mess around once, not often.

What's more, I have also made up my mind that in the future, I will let him run amok and do whatever he wants, and he will take care of it.

And these are just little things.

Touching the sleeping boy on the bed, there was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth. Although nothing earth-shattering happened in his rebirth, God was not mean to him, and let him taste the taste of love.

It seems that it is also quite good.

The man lifted a corner of the quilt, slowly moved his legs and got into the bed, hugging the sleeping man.

In this drunken day, oh no, the sour smell of love, Bai Zeyu stayed in the He family's main house for a month!

After not going out for a whole month, Bai Zeyu felt that his skin had turned two degrees whiter when he went out.

He felt completely healed, his chest was not tight, his legs were not painful, and he could move freely.

However, the old housekeeper who treated him like his own son turned into an old mother, and looked at him very nervously. The gunshot wounds on his chest and legs could be recuperated for at most one month, and the old housekeeper forced him to require at least two months! ! !

"I'm really fine." Bai Zeyu repeatedly emphasized that he really wanted to go out for a walk, to eat barbecue, to eat spicy hot pot, and to eat red oil hot pot! ! !

"No, you see, it used to be confinement for one month, but now it has been upgraded for two months. You are still young, and your body is the most important thing. You can't leave the root cause of the disease. It's okay to raise it at home. I have to talk to the school. "The old butler was very stubborn.

After repeated negotiations, Bai Zeyu temporarily obtained the right to travel, of course with several people accompanying him.

"There are so many bad people out there now, especially some unscrupulous reporters. They are catching you. It's better to take a few people out."

Bai Zeyu accepted the housekeeper's kindness, and then went out for the first time since getting married.

Maybe he hasn't gone out for a long time, but Bai Zeyu feels that the air outside is sweet.

After buying some fruits outside, Bai Zeyu asked the driver to take him to a rented house near He's house. He came out this time mainly to visit his friend Wang Minghao.

It has been a month, and the whip wound on Wang Minghao's body has already healed, and he has been discharged from the hospital, but his legs and feet are still inconvenient, so he has to use crutches or a wheelchair.

Seeing that his little friend was also in a wheelchair, Bai Zeyu couldn't help but sigh.

This is really the kind of disasters and hardships, the kind of people who suffer together. It feels so sour when everyone around you is in a wheelchair.

Sitting in a wheelchair is also contagious.

Behold, another one.

"How's your leg?" Bai Zeyu asked.

Although his legs were completely fine, Bai Zeyu had to sit in a wheelchair at the insistence of the housekeeper.

Very hard.

Wang Minghao was in a good mood, "It's getting better soon, and the scars on my body are almost gone. I met a good man, and he gave me a plaster that can remove scars. It's very easy to use. There are almost no scars on my body."

Wang Minghao lifted up his clothes excitedly and showed it to Bai Zeyu. He really felt like he was completely new, and the feeling of regaining what had been lost was too much to make one want to cry.