Are you trying to make money?i have money [e-sports]

The speaker had no intention of listening, and the sentence "I came to see you specially" directly stunned Ye Yichen.

The eight o'clock file that I watched when I was young and ignorant once again played its role, and Ye Yichen started to run wild again.What kind of rich mother-in-law threw 100 million on the face of the heroine to ask the heroine to leave her son, and then the heroine stuck her neck and said she didn't want her stinky money; or was threatened by the rich father-in-law to find someone to raise him if he didn't leave his son There is also the life of being stunned by the rich parents-in-law and then thrown abroad for the shameful daughter-in-law to live incognito...

But...unfortunately, none of the above scenarios happened.

Mr. Ji Zheng didn't do anything other than glance at himself.

and many more……

Mr. Ji Zheng took a look at himself?

Ji Zheng! ?

Ye Yichen woke up like a dream and quickly regained consciousness.

Ye Yichen raised his eyelids, and in an instant, he felt as if a lion was biting him in an instant, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and his whole body was filled with an unmovable spirit, not angry and majestic!

"You are Ye Yichen?"

Like the muffled thunder in the thick clouds, but extremely deterrent, Ye Yichen quickly lowered his head: "Yes, it's me, Mr. Ji knows me?"

"The marriage certificate in Asheng's bedroom is so big, it's hard to know." He couldn't tell whether Mr. Ji would be happy or angry, and even his expression was hard to fathom.

Ye Yichen didn't know how to answer this.

Ji Zheng's emotions were not revealed at all. Ye Yichen couldn't understand the meaning behind Mr. Ji's words, but he also knew what it means to say too many mistakes.After all, it is impossible for any father to accept such an excellent son and a man like himself to accept it so calmly.

No matter what the reason was that Mr. Ji didn't get angry, Ye Yichen needed to be careful.

The silence made the powerful aura on the old man even more compelling, and even made Ye Yichen a little out of breath.

After half a lifetime of business cruelty, the old man had seen many silent fights, and Ye Yichen shuddered. In other words, there were many bloody storms under his hands.

"Dad," Ji Sheng got up and walked over, standing in front of Ye Yichen: "Are you going back?"

Mr. Ji moved his eyelids, turned his gaze back to Ji Sheng, and stretched out his hand to pass the folder over: "You can sit still and let me deliver things to my son."

Ji Sheng took the folder and put it on the table casually: "You have to be steady in doing things, you taught me."

Old Mr. Ji didn't seem to intend to talk to Ji Sheng, but continued to look at Ye Yichen: "He came so late, is he planning to leave?"

Ye Yichen, whose name was called, trembled, and hurriedly responded: "No, let's go—"

"Don't go." Ji Sheng suddenly grabbed Ye Yichen's hand, as if to prove something, "I've come here, of course I won't go."

This move really irritated Mr. Ji, he stopped talking, and looked at Ji Sheng with his eyes closed.

The eyes of the old man, who was clearly aged, were not cloudy at all, and there was evil spirit in his eyes that shouldn't belong to him.However, Ji Sheng on the side did not avoid looking at Ji Zheng squarely, sharp and tenacious.

Lines of sight meet, flashes of light and flint, the surrounding air pressure is getting lower and lower, and the invisible oppression makes people shudder!

The man standing in front of him stood straight, motionless, firm and powerful.Ye Yichen couldn't see Ji Sheng's expression at all at the moment, but he could also feel his nervousness.He clearly saw Ji Sheng's stiff body, and felt his sweaty palm...

After a pause, he took the initiative to shake it back and interlocked his fingers with the man.

Ji Sheng's figure moved slightly, and his condensed eyes were stained with warmth.

Suddenly, Mr. Ji withdrew his sharp edge, and said to Ji Sheng in an almost threatening tone: "You will have a sense of proportion."

Ji Sheng still didn't budge: "You should know me better than me."

"Okay, very good!" Ji Zheng's face darkened, he turned around and slammed the door to leave.

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It was only a few minutes before and after, but Ye Yichen felt as if centuries had passed.

Ye Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help complaining about Ji Sheng's appearance of hitting the gun just now, and couldn't figure out what his words like announcing an oath meant.

Ye Yichen would never admit how sweet Ji Sheng felt in his heart when he stood in front of him and faced Ji Zheng's feelings.

Ye Yichen was nympho at the side, while Ji Sheng returned to his working state. The two clearly had little communication, but it made people feel strangely harmonious.

In this way, the arrival on a whim eventually turned into an overnight stay. Fortunately, the sofa in Mr. Ji's office is big enough and soft enough to sleep on without stress.On the sofa, there are all the bedding that should be there. The quilt, blanket, and pillow are all good. Ye Yichen not only secretly complained, it seems that Mr. Ji is no longer a minority when he is kept in captivity in the office!

Thinking of Ye Yichen, he cast a pitiful look.

After all, he is also a rich second-generation rich man, so why is he so shabby behind his back?

Ji Sheng raised his eyebrows: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"Eyes?" Ye Yichen thought for a while, "Wonderful eyes!"

Ji Sheng sighed: "Mr. Ji will enroll you in an evening class to supplement Chinese, this adjective is embarrassing."

Ye Yichen frowned when he heard the words, turned over and snorted coldly, pouted his buttocks and faced him.

Ji Sheng laughed, and then let out a long breath of relief.

Ye Yichen said a few words in a low voice.

Time passed bit by bit, Ye Yichen closed his eyes unknowingly...

In the silent night, the moonlight was hazy, and the man occasionally looked up at the quiet person on the sofa, and there seemed to be broken stars rubbed into his brows and eyes, bright and gentle.

When Ye Yichen got up from the sofa early the next morning, he saw Ji Sheng resting on the table with his head resting on his head.Ye Yichen poked his head out to admire the rare sleeping face of President Ji.

Tsk tsk, Boss Ji is indeed Boss Ji, he is murderous even when he sleeps, no, his eyebrows are almost knit together.

Ye Yichen, who rarely saw Mr. Ji's melancholy appearance, had no intention of laughing at all. The tiredness and fatigue that could be felt across a table made Ye Yichen feel depressed.

After thinking about it, Ye Yichen reached out and patted Ji Sheng: "Wake up, Brother Sheng?"

Ji Sheng opened his eyes slowly, before his chaotic eyes recovered, he asked almost reflexively: "What time is it?"

These three words made Ye Yichen's heart tighten even more, and an inexplicable anger surged up: "What time is it? How long have you been up all night? Are you really desperate?"

Ji Sheng was still a little dazed, but his first reaction was still worried about Ye Yichen: "Why are you angry?"

This made Ye Yichen lose his temper completely.

This person... this person is simply a workaholic!idiot!Big fool! !

"Go to sleep on the sofa!" Ye Yichen ordered with a straight face.

Ji Sheng looked at him, as if he was about to say something, then shook his head, got up from the chair and resigned himself to lying on the sofa, looked at his wife's face pretending to be fierce, and couldn't help teasing: "It's over, wife care Strict."

Ye Yichen ruthlessly covered his face with the blanket: "Stop talking! Close your eyes and sleep!"

Ji Sheng closed his eyes obediently.

The windy man was restrained, but Ji Sheng, who was forced to lose part of his freedom, didn't feel annoyed. Instead, a sweetness rose to his heart, warm and soft.

It was almost eight o'clock after putting Ji Sheng, the desperate Saburo, to sleep. Ye Yichen went to the bathroom to tidy up and ran back to the competition field to start training the day before the competition.