My old man has a bad temper

They watched the always stern-faced Mr. Gong and Amao, who was always trained by the stern-faced Mr. Gong, walked into the company with their fingers interlocked.

Some people didn't really believe those rumors at first, but this fact was put in front of everyone, and everyone had to believe it even if they didn't believe it.In the past, those rhubarbs who called Amao to the office turned out to be real care, not the black-faced bosses who wanted to trouble the newcomers as they thought.

Who would dare to mess with this? Is it a sign of coming out of the closet?And seeing how anxious Mr. Gong was like yesterday, it is unlikely that these two people are just playing casually like gay people have been rumored to be.

Thinking of Mr. Gong's terrifying appearance when he got angry, the melon-eaters lowered their heads one after another, and a few little girls murmured to themselves: Why did Mao Keke bend as soon as he said it, and he hasn't started flirting yet!How can you be so good to Mr. Gong... Well, poor Mao Keke, how can you be so good that you have to be broken by that bad-tempered Mr. Gong!

As for the other side, those colleagues who tried to use rumors to attack Amao's dark mind were also frightened: they just wanted to talk about it, and they didn't care about the fact that two big men fell in love. It's half-believing and half-skeptical, thinking that even if two people are really in love, they don't dare to do anything in public because they are concerned about other people's opinions, especially Mr. Gong, just kidding, he is Mr. Gong, even if he has a bad temper, he is still a diamond king Fifth child, if the news about having sex with men gets out, will he still find a partner in the future?

But none of them underestimated the relationship between the two of them.

After yesterday's incident, they began to panic, thinking carefully about what they did to Amao before, and knew that the matter of President Gong's temper might not let them off easily.Coupled with the fact that most of them have been pushed out because of more or less personality problems, and now they are in a state of isolation and helplessness, Mr. Gong really wants to find an excuse to blame them, and no one will speak for them.

Just like when they bullied Amao, everyone turned a blind eye and ignored it.

In fact, Da Huang is also thinking about this matter. At noon, Amao went to Da Huang's office for dinner. While drinking soup, he curiously saw that Da Huang was looking at the resumes of several people. personal.

Amao put Tang down: "Why bother? If you insist on targeting them like this, it's not for nothing. People will say that you don't distinguish between public and private."

"There is no distinction between public and private?" Da Huang sneered, "They take the lead in bullying colleagues and destroying the company's internal stability. Even if the person who bullies is not you, I will deal with it."

"But the problem is that I'm the one who's bullying." Amao said, "You are so high-profile, everyone in the company knows our relationship, so it's no wonder that everyone won't slander you?"

Da Huang raised his eyebrows: "Slander is what I did wrong?"

Da Huang thought of something, smiled, leaned close to A Mao's ear, and whispered: "You said it yourself last night."

Ah Mao blushed, knowing that Da Huang was talking about what happened last night, he patted Da Huang: "I have no objection if you want to deal with those people, but don't be so fast, you only saw one person bullying me yesterday, follow the normal process and you It should be to tell that person to come over orally.

The warning is right, there is no one like you to deal with it in one go.Everyone will definitely complain once it's dealt with, which doesn't comply with the regulations. "

Rhubarb probably didn't expect Amao to talk to him so seriously, so he looked at Amao in surprise.

Amao laughed triumphantly: "Hey, what I said is that it makes sense not to die?"

"En." Rhubarb sighed, "Don't leave the cabbage in the soup."

"Oh." Amao sighed, and picked the cabbage in the bowl with a sad face, "This time the cabbage is not good..."

"Hasn't cabbage always tasted the same?"

"There are few leaves..."

Rhubarb was so angry that he rolled his eyes at Amao: "Why are you asking for so many?" He took out the thermos and scooped it up with a spoon, took out a few cabbage and put them all in Amao's bowl, and then put the food in Amao's bowl. Take out a few Chinese cabbage leaves and put them in your own bowl.

Amao smiled "hehehe": "Thank you brother Dahuang~"

"Eat quickly, the food will be cold in a while."

"Hmm..." Amao glanced at the insulated lunch box with a sad face, "There's no meat..."

"I was in a hurry to walk in the morning, and I was busy making soup." Rhubarb opened the lunch box for A Mao, "You can make do with lunch, and I will take you to eat something good in the evening."

"I want to eat ice cream..."

"It's getting bigger, isn't it?" Da Huang stretched out his hand to pinch Ah Mao's face, "I haven't asked you what you've been eating for lunch these days! Tell me, are you eating out every day?"

"No... I'm at the restaurant near the company..."

"How many times have I told you that the restaurant is too oily and heavy, especially the oil and vegetables for a light meal at noon. You forgot that you felt uncomfortable for several days after eating it last time? Don't you have a long memory? ? In the past two years, you have managed to recuperate your stomach better, and you insist on ruining yourself?"

"Well..." Amao looked particularly aggrieved, "But in those few days I just wanted to avoid suspicion..."

"Are you avoiding the damage of your own body by avoiding suspicion? You are so stupid, you still can't figure out which is important? How did you grow up?" Thinking of the fact that A Mao always avoided his rhubarb before, he became angry, "Damn it Do you dare again?"

"Well……"

"say!"

"Don't dare..."

Da Huang nodded, he was satisfied with the answer, and his face looked a little better.

Amao approached with a smile and kissed Da Huang: "Hey, don't be angry, I know I was wrong."

Da Huang was taken aback, turned his head away, and said fiercely: "What are you kissing, your mouth is full of oil!"

Amao looked up at Rhubarb's face and smiled.

Da Huang scolded in a low voice, "Damn": "...Which ice cream do you want to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat from XX's! The big ones! The chocolate ones!"

"No, only small portions!"

"what……"

"What day do you still eat so much ice cream, and you're not afraid of spoiling your stomach." Da Huang slapped Ah Mao, "Eat well!"

"Oh." Amao obediently lowered his head and picked up the rice.

15

At night, Amao rubbed her bulging belly with one hand, and led Rhubarb with the other, and walked home contentedly.

The two of them enjoyed this time very much. The evening breeze felt very comfortable on their faces, and the unique coolness of the night also made them stick together for warmth without any scruples, feeling each other's warmth and familiarity. Taste, footsteps that cooperate with each other have long become a habit.

Such a night seems to have turned into a little bit of stars, blending into the background of the two people. Although it is inconspicuous, it makes people feel at ease and warm.

As if to feel this kind of night, the two rarely talk much, but they will not feel embarrassed by this quietness, just holding each other's hands, one look, one movement, communication is enough.

It was probably because the night was too quiet, and Amao, who has always been a big nerve, heard even a tiny voice: "Listen, is there something moving there?"

Da Huang frowned, looked at the bushes on the side of the road: "It seems to be there."

Amao let go of Rhubarb's hand first, and looked at the bushes curiously: "What is it?"

The temperature in his hand was suddenly taken away, which made Rhubarb feel a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Mao's hat: "It must be a mouse, stay away."

Amao squatted down, stared at the depths of the bush, blinked, and suddenly stretched his hand in.

"Hey!" Before Rhubarb came to stop it, Amao had already pulled out a soft little thing from the bushes, and he held it up for Rhubarb to see with bright eyes.

"Look at the rhubarb! It's a puppy!"

The little milk dog was held up by Amao all the time, and was forced to show his dirty belly to Da Huang. Probably because of the cold or fear, his whole body was still trembling, and his mouth whimpered like a cry for help.

"Don't hug stray dogs casually! What if you get bitten!" That's what he said, but Da Huang couldn't force Amao to just throw a trembling puppy on the ground like this, so he had to pick it up by himself. Lian asked, "Do you see if there are any bitches nearby?"

"I don't know... I'll turn on the light to see." A Mao held up his phone and turned on the flashlight, and looked at the bushes carefully, "No, there is nothing... But there is a piece of cloth there, Dirty."

Da Huang looked down at the puppy in his arms helplessly: "Then who lost it?"

"Why did you lose this little cutie?" A Maozai looked carefully at the dog in Rhubarb's arms, "It doesn't look like it's sick, does it?"

"Who knows..." Rhubarb sighed. He originally wanted to find a nearby pet rescue station to take him there, but when he saw Amao's eyes that were obviously full of pleading, he immediately couldn't bear it. "Since I saw You can’t ignore it, let’s take it home first.”

"it is good!"

In this way, the two picked up a puppy on a quiet night.

Back home, Rhubarb took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the bathroom with the puppy in his arms. Amao followed the whole process and watched: "Does our family have body wash for dogs? Doesn't it mean that dogs can't be used by humans?" Is it..."

"Why does our family prepare that thing? Is it for you to use?" Da Huang's face was full of black lines, "Let's make do with it first, wash it clean first, and talk about it later."

"Oh... then shall we go shopping tomorrow?"

"...I'll talk about it after I wash it off."

In his heart, Rhubarb doesn't really want to raise a dog. He and Amao go to work every day. Who will take care of the little life at home?

Then he began to seriously think about the probability that he could really be ruthless