False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Since then, Han Yun seems to have gotten a way to deal with Su Chengzheng—that is, whenever the other party has some difficult non-work requests, Han Yun will just look at him firmly without saying anything, with the corners of his mouth gently Tilt a small arc, how gentle and gentle the eyes should be.Or calling Su Chengzheng's name after gazing intently can also have the same effect - of course, the combination of the two is more effective.

When he was about to leave work that day, Han Yun sent the itinerary and related documents to Su Chengzheng's office, but when he was about to leave, he heard his dear boss ask, "Han Yun, do you want to ask for seven days off?"

Han Yun paused, then turned around, nodded and said, "Yes."

"You ask for leave every month," Su Chengzheng frowned, "What's the matter?"

No matter what kind of work people are engaged in, taking seven days off every month is really unacceptable. Han Yun has already thought of a reason for this: "Mr. Su, it's like this, I'm not in good health... um, Heart problem. So I have to go back to my hometown Huai Town for a few days every month, and let an old doctor there help me with acupuncture and moxibustion treatment, including medicinal baths and drinking Chinese medicine, so it took a little longer, I am very sorry."

"Heart problem?" Su Chengzheng paused, and his voice couldn't help being a little anxious, "Why didn't you tell me?" At the same time, he felt a little annoyed, because he had worked so hard for not playing his temper like that before, no wonder Seeing Han Yun's face always pale.

Han Yun smiled indifferently: "Left and right are not a big deal. I am already very sorry for delaying work because of physical problems, so there is no need to spread the word."

Su Chengzheng frowned and looked at him, Han Yun was always like this, whether it was good or bad, he was alone.Especially for him—for various reasons, Su Chengzheng could see that Han Yun was extremely tolerant towards him.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

Su Chengzheng stood up and said.

Han Yun was a little surprised, not only because of the rare kindness of the other party, but also because it was already off-duty time, but for Su Chengzheng—although he was a little unreliable, his dedication to work was still remarkable. It's just a half-time break at most, and he usually works until around eight o'clock or later before going back.

"let's have dinner tonight."

Before Han Yun could answer, Su Chengzheng said again in a tone that could not be refused.

"……it is good."

They found a western restaurant for dinner, and Su Chengzheng opened a private room. Halfway through the meal, he asked the waiter to bring two bottles of good red wine, as if treating the restaurant as a bar.

Han Yun watched him skillfully pull out the cork with a corkscrew, and asked in confusion, "Is there anything to celebrate?"

"You can't drink if you don't celebrate?" Su Chengzheng said, took a goblet and poured it one-third full and handed it to him, "You also have some." a mouthful.

Han Yun glanced at Su Chengzheng's cup and there was only one-half of alcohol left in an instant, and persuaded: "You have a poor capacity for alcohol, drink slowly, and don't drink too much."

Su Chengzheng is not good at drinking, and his drinking capacity is so low that a bottle of wine can easily overwhelm him.Even when discussing business, I don’t drink much, and I only drink a few symbolic sips when I can’t push it.

After hearing what Han Yun said, Su Chengzheng took another sip, and then put the goblet on the table, twisting the stem of the glass with his fingers and shaking it gently.

"Han Yun," he said suddenly, "You know, Gu Yu and I inquired about you a few days ago."

"Well," Han Yun replied vaguely, "There's a bit of a... festival between us."

"Festival?" Su Chengzheng laughed strangely, "That's not what he told me."

Han Yun: "...?"

"He said, you are responsible to him."

Han Yun made a confused face: "..."

After thinking for a while, he realized that, yes, after Gu Yu finished texting him that day, Han Yun was distracted by Su Chengzheng's affairs, and forgot to tell Fu Qinghe that he was going to reimburse Gu Yu's medical expenses for hospitalization.

Su Chengzheng continued: "Then I told him that you belong to me and you don't need to be responsible to anyone other than me."

Han Yun: "..."

His expression twisted for a moment: "Boss Su, I don't remember us—"

"Han Yun," Su Chengzheng drank the wine in the glass, poured another glass, and said to himself with a calm expression, "Tell me, did I treat you particularly badly?" He took a sip of the wine ——Taking a big gulp, swallowing slowly as if suppressing something, after a while, he said the last sentence in a hoarse voice, "Otherwise, why do you always want to draw a line with me."

Han Yun paused and shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Su, that's because we don't have any relationship beyond the limit."

But before...it was obviously not like this.

Su Chengzheng whispered in his heart, drinking one cup after another.

He laughed at himself, probably everyone has the so-called inferiority, Su Chengzheng looked down on him when the little assistant was obedient to him before, but now Han Yun is cold-hearted and indifferent, but he has become savvy and unwilling let go.

At that time, Su Chengzheng told Gu Yu on the phone that he was with Han Yun, but Gu Yu didn't care about it, even with a hint of teasing.

He said: "Stop joking, you pretend I don't know about you and He Jia?"

He Jia.

These two words were unfamiliar and far away, Su Chengzheng was even a little dazed when he first heard it, and it took him a few seconds to remember who He Jia was and the past entanglements between them.

And Gu Yu's reaction made Su Chengzheng realize that almost everyone—no, it should be said that everyone, including Han Yun, thought he still had feelings for He Jia.

However, feelings?

Maybe there are, after all, they grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and Su Chengzheng was very kind to He Jia when they were young.Because of He Jia's handsome appearance and slender body, he was always bullied in the compound, so Su Chengzheng always helped him fight and defended him in front of other children.

Later, when he grew up, He Jia confessed to him that Su Chengzheng was not that particular about men and women. He Jia was very obedient and well-behaved, good-looking, and considerate to him, and there was no harm in agreeing.Because they have been getting along like this all the time, it is natural for Su Chengzheng to take care of and care for him, even after breaking up—well, Su Chengzheng thinks he may know why others think he has not forgotten his love for He Jia .What's more, with Han Yun as a comparison, He Jia's specialness is even more obvious-although Su Chengzheng said Han Yun was his partner out of a moment of enthusiasm at the reception, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that he was instigated by him. Assistant Han is just a pastime to pass the time.

Others think so, not to mention Han Yun who is in the middle of the matter.

Su Chengzheng sniffed, feeling extremely sad, he felt that he was going to die.

Facing the depressed Su Chengzheng, Han Yun thought for a long time but still didn't know what to say. He was never good at handling such situations.

More than ten minutes later, a bottle of red wine slowly bottomed out, and Han Yun only took a sip or two. Seeing Su Chengzheng drooping his head and looking confused, he still tried to pull out the cork of another bottle of red wine with his hands. Forgot there was such a thing as a bottle opener.Can't help sighing: "Su Chengzheng, stop drinking." Han Yun got up to pull him, grabbed the red wine in his hand and put it aside.

Su Chengzheng was unexpectedly obedient to Han Yun taking his wine bottle, and only took Han Yun's hand and looked up at him: "Do you, very, hate me?" He was a little drunk, and he couldn't speak intermittently.

"No," Han Yun said, holding Su Chengzheng's arm to help him up, "Go, I'll take you back."

"You're a liar!" Su Chengzheng held him tightly, with a childish willful expression on his face, "You just hate me." He whispered, looking pitiful.

Han Yun raised his forehead, the drunk Su Chengzheng was like a giant baby with degraded IQ, he had to calm down and comfort him: "I really don't hate you."

What Han Yun said was the truth, Su Chengzheng was childish and arrogant, for example, those actions that he thought made things difficult for him, or those who didn't know how to speak well were always harsh, but Han Yun knew that he had no bad intentions.In his opinion, Su Chengzheng was more like a rebellious child who wanted to attract the attention of his parents, and Han Yun naturally would not have the same knowledge as him.

With his repeated assurances, Su Chengzheng finally stood up obediently, pulled Han Yun's clothes and walked out behind him.

On the way back, Su Chengzheng didn't make any noise, he curled up quietly on the back seat, but he didn't fall asleep, Han Yun could meet his eyes just by glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time.

After returning home, Han Yun took off Su Chengzheng's pants and shoes and carried him to the bed, stroking his face like a cat: "You lie down for a while, and I'll get you stomach medicine." Not to mention, the quiet Su Chengzheng More likable than ever.

Su Chengzheng huddled up on the bed and watched Han Yun walk out of the room. His stomach ailment was an old problem, and every time he drank too much alcohol, he would suffer from stomach pain.

It's just...he didn't expect Han Yun to know these details so well.

He rubbed the pillow and waited quietly for Han Yun to come back.

Five minutes later, Han Yun came in with a cup of hot water and stomach medicine.

Su Chengzheng's alcoholism had eased a lot, he propped up the bed and sat up against the head of the bed, took the water and medicine handed over by Han Yun.

"Okay, go to sleep, you'll be fine tomorrow."

"Han Yun." Su Chengzheng pulled him back, and Han Yun sat down beside the bed, "What's wrong?"

Su Chengzheng didn't say a word, but suddenly leaned forward to kiss him.Han Yun subconsciously leaned back, but Su Chengzheng pinned the back of his neck and kissed him precisely.

"Su—"

Su Chengzheng pushed away Han Yun's teeth with his tongue and poked in, gently brushing the tip of his tongue.Han Yun touched the tip of his nose, neither pandering nor resisting, this reaction seemed to give Su Chengzheng more confidence, his breathing became more and more rapid, his soft tongue wrapped around Han Yun's lingeringly and eagerly, and his right hand embraced him The waist, almost the whole body is attached to Han Yun.

Han Yun quietly waited for Su Chengzheng's drunken madness to pass, but after a while, he found that the giant baby's fuss was endless.When the shirt buttons were about to be violently torn off, Han Yun had to hold his hand, and said calmly, "Stop making trouble, go to sleep."

Su Chengzheng backed away unsteadily, the quilt had already been lifted during the kissing room, he was only wearing a pair of underwear and a shirt, and the bulging bag in the middle was very conspicuous.

But when he looked at Han Yun, his hot heart suddenly turned half cold—compared to his disheveled self, Han Yun's eyes were horribly clear, not to mention that place, and he didn't even have the slightest disorder in his breathing.

Su Chengzheng stared at him blankly: "Han, Han Yun, I..."

"Go to sleep." Han Yun acted as if he had never heard of it, and forced him to lie down, "It's getting late, I should go back."

His movements were gentle and careful, but Su Chengzheng's heart felt empty, his throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he couldn't speak because of the choking, the airflow flowed straight up into the nasal cavity along the trachea, bringing a sore and painful feeling.

Han Yun got up to leave, Su Chengzheng instinctively grabbed his hand to keep him, but remembering Han Yun's poor health, he couldn't help trembling slightly, and let go of his hand.

Han Yun didn't notice his struggle, and straightened his clothes on his own, without raising his head, he said: "I'll go first, good night."

Su Chengzheng opened his mouth, feeling bitter: "...good night."

Walking into the living room, Han Yun was afraid that something would happen to the giant baby in the room, so after thinking about it, he called He Jia: "Mr. He, I am Han Yun. President Su is drunk, I am now At his house, he is leaving soon, do you have time to come and take care of him?"

He Jia quickly agreed: "I'll be right there."

He Jia came very quickly, and Han Yun was about to leave after a few words, but he heard him ask, "Aren't you afraid that Brother Cheng Zheng will be angry?"

Han Yun was stunned: "Why are you angry?"

He Jia smiled, unable to express his emotions: "He won't want to see me when he wakes up."

Han Yun became a little impatient, everyone knew that Su Chengzheng liked He Jia, and was even willing to rebel against his family and parents for him.So what do you want to do, demonstration or irony?

He raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "Are you kidding me?"

"You think he likes me?" He Jia said in a very soft voice, "I hope so too."

Han Yun frowned: "You were the one who rejected him first."

"Do you think I want that?!" He Jia couldn't help raising his voice, "I can't see our future—he doesn't love me at all! Why should I give up everything for him?!"

Meeting Han Yun's eyes, He Jia raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Su Chengzheng thought it was love, but in fact it was just rebellion and temper tantrums. The more others opposed him, the more he wanted to do it. The point is that brother Chengzheng's environment and His own character, not who the object is." He said, "His kindness to me is just a habit. We have been getting along like this since we were young. There is no love between lovers in it. One day he will find out by himself. This point. Since this is the case, it is better for me to break up first, so as not to embarrass the family in the future. "

Han Yun twitched the corners of his mouth. Is this the pair of lovers he heard of who love each other deeply? This situation is almost like a scheming.

"So you don't care about embarrassing Su Chengzheng and the Su family?"

He Jia sneered, "Brother Cheng Zheng doesn't care about what happened to the Su family, so why should I care about it?"

"..."

Han Yun has nothing to say, and these have nothing to do with him, he is too lazy to get involved in the complicated relationship of love and love.

"In short, you are optimistic about him, I have to go, goodbye."

He Jia glanced at the back of Han Yun who left without hesitation, raised his eyebrows and smiled softly.

When he went to see Su Chengzheng once before, that person told him that since he had made this choice, he should live his own life well and stop doing things that would misunderstand others.

At that time, He Jia thought that Su Chengzheng was worried that his closeness to him would attract criticism, but now it seems that Su Chengzheng just wanted to keep a distance from him, and worried that their intimacy would cause Han Yun to misunderstand.

——As he said, one day, Su Chengzheng will realize that the relationship between them is not love at all.

Now that the matter has come to this point, He Jia feels relieved. Facts have proved that his original judgment and choice were indeed correct.There is no such thing as eternal love in this world—even if there is, it will never belong to him.

And He Jia doesn't need that kind of illusory thing that makes people vulnerable and stupid.

……

The next day was the day when Han Yun turned into a cat. When he ran to Fu Qinghe's house with four short legs, he found that he had been waiting at the door for a long time—this workaholic didn't go to work today?

Fu Qinghe bent down to pick up Han Yun, closed the door and walked into the house, saying, "I will work at home for the next seven days."

"Meow meow……"

Han Yun originally wanted to say that you don't have to do this, but when he opened his mouth, he was depressed and found that he couldn't communicate with humans, so he shut his mouth resentfully.

Fu Qinghe took out a few packs of cat biscuits from the cabinet and opened a bottle of mineral water, put them in food bowls and put them in front of Han Yun: "Eat something to pad your belly, and I'll take you out for a walk later."

Han Yun buried his face in the pile of biscuits with a snap. Fu Qinghe squatted beside him and looked at him for a while, then unpacked a few packets of jerky and put them in. He whispered, "Eat slowly." Yun Yuanyuan's head was scratched by Han Miao on the back of his hand without raising his head.

Ten minutes later, Han Yun lay lazily in Fu Qinghe's arms and let him take a walk in the community.

Fu Qinghe looked down at the chubby back of the puppet cat cub, and asked hesitantly, "Are... are you sure you can't come down for a walk?" After all, walking is a walk with one person and one cat, and walking with the cat in his arms is obviously against the law. The meaning of 'walking'.

Han Yun, who was questioned, meowed viciously, a stupid human being, when he wants to leave, he will naturally leave by himself!

Seeing that he was dissatisfied, Fu Qinghe surrendered in a hurry, and hugged Han Yun tightly: "Okay, okay, don't leave if you don't leave, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Han Yun snorted.

They walked along the cobblestone path for a while, and Han Yun saw a fat, round figure suddenly jumping out of the corner. He stretched his neck to look over and found that it was a dog.

It is short in stature, with a fox-like head and big ears standing upright.This should be a Corgi, with a common white and light brown mixed body, thick and smooth fur.It looked up at Han Yun who was being hugged by Fu Qinghe, staring intently as if discovering something novel, its dark round eyes were bright and clear.

Han Yun also felt the novelty, he jumped on the ground, and circled Corgi, he was a little surprised when he circled behind, the dog had no tail——

With a puff, Corgi, who felt that he had made a friend, jumped and turned around happily, and his round, big and fat ass hit Han Meow's face directly, hitting him with gold stars in his eyes, and lying on his back on all fours fell to the ground.

Ke Ji was startled, and hurriedly nuzzled him, but Fu Qinghe picked him up before he got close to Han Yun, and held him tightly in his arms.

"Leave far away!"

Fu Qinghe said sharply, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his dark and deep eyes were so cold that it seemed that there was a huge storm that could destroy everything.

Corgi, who was stared at like this, took a few steps back in fear, and let out a few aggrieved whimpers from his throat.

Han Yun patted Fu Qinghe's chest with his paw to signal him to relax, and jumped back to the ground again. Corgi approached carefully and rubbed his forehead against his face.

Han Yun walked around the tailless dog and nodded with satisfaction.

Well, it's not easy to meet a dog with legs as short as his, and it seems that they can still be friends.