fictionpage Chapter 129 How Do You Feel That You Don't Want Me to Go Over?
Chapter 129 How Do You Feel That You Don't Want Me to Go Over?
Nan Zhibai: "..."
Nan Zhibai who is still working: "???"
The three words "accompany my wife" have severely hurt Nan Zhibai.
Not to mention the words "what about you" followed.
What can he be doing?
Didn't he say it all?He's still in touch with those people!He is still working!
The boss is really incompetent!
Was he showing off on purpose?
Nan Zhibai was so angry that he drank a bottle of happy water.
After drinking, he said to himself in his heart: Don't get angry, don't get angry, the salary is high and the salary is high.
A few seconds later, Nan Zhibai smiled again.
As a special assistant whose annual salary exceeds that of the presidents of some large companies, he has his own way of regulating emotions.
He also has his own set of working skills.
He didn't even look at the photo, and replied: [Boss Qi's photo is really good! /thumbs/thumbs/]
He closed his eyes and praised for a while, and then he clicked on the photo to take a look.
It's a picture of holding hands.
The man's big hand with well-articulated bones is holding the girl's porcelain white and beautiful little hand.
In the photo, you can also see the string of black Buddhist beads on Qi Yanchen's white wrist.
The abstinence of the beads and the movement of the man holding the woman's hand form an extreme contrast, and there is a desire to break the taboo.
This photo suddenly reminded Nan Zhibai of the paparazzi's photo of rubbing his waist.
The two photos are similar in purpose.
Qi Yanchen quickly replied, 【Well, print it out tomorrow and put it in my office. 】
print it out?
This sentence made Nan Zhibai curl his lips.
Temporary dog abuse is not enough, do you want to continue to abuse dogs?
However, he remembered that the last photo of Qi Yanchen was not hung in the office either, so he didn't know where it was hung.
But obviously this is not something he needs to care about as a worker.
He replied: [OK. 】
The night was getting darker, and the headlights in the ward had been turned off.
There is only one small light that is not dazzling.
Qi Yanchen didn't go back.
He held the girl's hand in one hand and the phone in the other, looking at the photos he took.
A photo of two people holding hands was reflected in his deep dark pupils, and the background was also a pure white hospital bed, his eyes shone slightly.
Time seems to go back to ten years ago.
But at that time, it was him who was lying on the hospital bed.
If possible, he hopes to be him today.
The man's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pointed to Weibo with his long, bony knuckles and switched accounts.
This is a trumpet with only one follower, and not many live fans.
There are quite a few microblogs.
The cold and indifferent man flicked his long fingers on the screen and sent the photo.
【Okay, the operation went well? 7? 8? 1? 5】
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Time came quickly the next morning.
Xiaoran woke up from the "buzzing" vibration of the mobile phone next to the pillow.
This is her alarm clock.
Knowing that Lin Zhiyang was going to have surgery in the morning, she specially set the alarm clock to go off at six o'clock.
But she didn't wake up immediately and turned off the alarm clock.
Get ready to sleep for another 5 minutes.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already half an hour later.
She was startled when she saw Lin Zhiyang next to her still sleeping.
I was relieved when no doctor came to urge me.
She got off the bed and stretched.
Then I saw the door of the ward was pushed open.
A tall, long-legged man walked in.
Xiao Ran was still a little dazed when she just woke up, she turned her eyes and realized that the person who came in was Qi Yanchen.
He changed into a white shirt, it was a little cold in the morning, and he was also wearing a suit jacket, which was luxurious and cool.
Xiao Ran's eyes widened, "Film Emperor Qi...why... are you here again?"
It's still so early?
This doctor is in the city center and is the best hospital in the city.
Not far from the Z mansion, he went back and took a shower.
Seeing Xiaoran's surprised tone, Qi Yanchen's eyes were deep and calm, and his voice was clear and pleasant, "Well, don't worry about Teacher Lin."
Xiaoran smiled, "Then sit down, sister Yangyang hasn't woken up yet."
In fact, she felt that Qi Yanchen was doing well.
Sister Yangyang seems to like him quite a bit, otherwise she wouldn't have eaten in his RV for so long last time.
Qi Yanchen stretched his long legs and sat down again on the stool that was still warm, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Your name is Xiaoran, right?"
Xiaoran froze for a moment, suddenly became a little nervous.
Although she is not a fan of Qi Yanchen.
But Qi Yanchen's handsome face, she also admitted it.
It's only a little bit worse than her sister Yangyang.
Being stared at by such a face, Xiao Ran's heart beat a little faster, she nodded, "That's right."
If you want to count, this should be the first time Qi Yanchen took the initiative to talk to her.
Qi Yanchen was too indifferent to people.
Yesterday she and Xia Lan were in the ward, he only glanced at them lightly, his eyes only fell on Lin Zhiyang from the beginning to the end.
She even suspected that Qi Yanchen actually didn't see what she and Xia Lan looked like.
Qi Yanchen's gaze was still calm and indifferent, but his tone was much gentler, "You took care of Teacher Lin last night, and I thank you on behalf of Teacher Lin."
Xiaoran's heart suddenly warmed up.
Woo hoo!Qi Yanchen was saying thank you to her!
This is what her assistant should do!
She scratched her head in embarrassment, "No thanks, no thanks, Teacher Qi."
Qi Yanchen's eyes fell on his mobile phone, and he talked to her while typing, "After Teacher Lin wakes up from the operation, I will ask my assistant to take you shopping."
He didn't let Xiaoran go now because he didn't want her to see him alone when she woke up from the operation.
She will feel alone.
shop? ? ?
Hearing these two words, Xiaoran's eyes lit up!
She hasn't gone shopping for a long time!
Not only is there no time, but mainly because there is not enough money to spend!
The meaning of Qi Yanchen's words should be that his assistant paid for her shopping, right?
That's what it should mean, right?
The corners of Xiaoran's happy mouth couldn't stop rising, and she almost jumped up in joy.
you can!
Qi Yanchen can get along with this person, if he has money, he is really willing to spend it!
Xiaoran is not stupid, of course she knows what Qi Yanchen means.
If he wanted to pursue Lin Zhiyang, he had to start with the people around her.
She can responsibly inform Qi Yanchen that she has agreed.
She approves of this marriage with both hands and feet!
Of course it's not because of some shopping, it's because Qi Yanchen came to see her sister Yangyang so early.
Definitely a good man worth entrusting for life.
As for the strawberry before.
She now guesses [-]% to [-]% that Lin Zhiyang did it.
Ahhh!It's so good!
Lock up lock up!
Xiaoran was very clever, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Teacher Qi! I'll go out and have some breakfast first, and I'll be back later."
Well, give you some alone time!
Xiaoran walked out of the door of the ward, and she was bouncing around when she walked.
la la la!Not only did I get it today, but I also earned it!
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Xia Lan's daily work is already very busy, Lin Zhiyang is not the only artist she brings along.
She still has to deal with Lin Zhiyang and Chang Zhihao today.
It is not easy to find out the source of the original revelation.
After finding out, we need to communicate, and even contact the victims one by one.
It takes a lot of effort to convince them.
This is a big project, and it cannot be completed in a day or two.
But in order to prevent Chang Zhihao from taking a counterattack first, we still have to race against time for a quick decision!
After she got up in the morning, she quickly called Xiaoran, "What time is Lin Zhiyang's operation today?"
Xiaoran gnawed on a steamed bun in the corridor, and replied, "About eight o'clock."
Xia Lan: "Can you take care of her alone? Do you need me to go over?"
Xiaoran glanced at the closed door of the ward, blinked, and immediately shook her head, "No, no, I can do it by myself. Sister Lan, go do your business, don't come here."
After finishing the last sentence, Xiaoran covered her mouth, realizing that she seemed to have said too much.
Sure enough, Xia Lan asked suspiciously on the other end of the phone: "Why do you feel that you don't want me to go there?"