Boss, stay!

Boss Ji got up late, and when he was driving into the mountains, he bumped into a sightseeing bus. After a quick glance, he felt that the woman sitting on it looked a little familiar, especially like Ms. Ling Qiu and Ms. Ling, but since Ms. It doesn't make sense why she has a free ride and doesn't take the ride, so she doesn't think it's her.

It's just that Boss Ji didn't expect to receive a call from Ling Qiuyan when he was about to get off work. Ling Qiuyan asked him what time he got off work on the phone, and if he took her back on the way, he invited everyone to dinner, and she was waiting in the lobby.

Ji Kangcheng: what?

Unbelievable, he jumped downstairs and almost bumped into Mr. Meng at the corner of the corridor. The young master of the Meng family didn't come to wait for the rabbit today. It seemed that Mr. Meng went out to relax. He didn't care to ask more questions. Sitting on the sofa, Xiaoyuan was particularly winking, and was pouring tea for Ms. Ling.

Ji Kangcheng: "...what's the situation?"

Ling Qiu swore to take a sip of tea: "It's time to get off work? Then let's go, I'll call Kang Qin and Xiao Xu, let's pick up Yinuo, go directly to eat, a new Japanese grocery store has opened, go try it ?”

"No, I'm not used to eating, and I'm still not full."

"The same old way, hot pot?"

"Okay!" Boss Ji made a final decision, and he didn't remember until he was walking. He was easily fooled by Ms. Ling, and asked from the beginning: "Queen Mother, can you tell me what kind of wind brought you here today?" Is it gone?"

"It's so easy to have no class for a day, don't you want me to come out to relax?"

"Scattered to the B&B?" Ji Kangcheng asked humbly.

Ling Qiu swore cleared his throat: "Tayan Mountain has a nice view, besides, when I went back to attend someone's wedding anniversary last time, Yinuo took a book from the bookcase in front of your door, and I wrote an IOU at that time, and I happened to return the book. "

It sounded like that, Ji Kangcheng only complained: "Then why didn't you tell me, I'll take you there, I saw a person who looked very much like you on the sightseeing bus this morning, and I didn't dare to recognize it at the time! "

Ling Qiu swore and smiled: "Isn't that right, I watched you drive, and you passed by with a breath!"

Ji Kangcheng: "..." So why didn't you say anything when you looked at your own son?

Ji Kangcheng was brewing like that for a while, and licked his face and begged Ling Qiu to swear: "Mom, I have encountered a difficult matter, and my son is still gay. Anyway, the scenery of Taiyan Mountain is very beautiful, why don't you find some time to play again?" Let's take a trip, and let's untie the parents?"

Ling Qiu swore snorted and laughed: "I'm already doing mediation, you pay me salary?"

"That person, speaking of it, has something to do with us. You may not have seen it, but you should have heard of it. It's the old Meng of the Meng family, Meng Zhao. He knows Ji... my father."

Ling Qiu swore with a smile: "Then it will be [-]% off."

Boss Ji didn't have time to tell Mr. Meng about the [-]% discount, because when he went to work the next day, Boss Ji saw the disabled Meng Siqing.

Boss Ji didn't know whether he was going to work late or early. He arrived early today. When he arrived at the door, Sister Cai, who was about to leave the night shift, came out and pouted in. He saw the woman waiting in the hall. Meng Siqing.

He was dressed very neatly, if it weren't for the white gauze on his forehead, he would have looked like a good man, his face was a little pale and thin, and the few light freckles on the side of his nose turned into lively ornaments, adding a bit of temperament.

Meng Siqing was as polite as ever, when she saw Boss Ji, she stood up and shook hands with him, saying, "Long time no see."

He just staggered a little when he stood up.

Boss Ji carefully helped him to sit down, and asked with a smile, "Is it still so early to stay in the hotel?" He was afraid that it would be embarrassing to reveal what he knew.

Meng Siqing was more frank: "I'm not staying at the hotel, I'm here to see my dad, I'm afraid he won't wake up."

Boss Ji only hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go up and have a look."

After a while, he turned back and came down to help Meng Siqing: "Old Meng is up, let's go up."

Meng Siqing thanked him with a smile. He had to use his strength to go up the stairs, and he had to stop to rest. Ji Kangcheng didn't know what to say, and advised him repeatedly: "Slow down, slow down, don't rush, don't rush."

Meng Siqing smiled: "How can you not be in a hurry?" He tacitly agreed that Boss Ji knew everything.

Boss Ji didn't know what to persuade, so he could only offer the most practical method: "As the old saying goes, if you hit your son, it hurts your mother's heart, Mr. Meng loves you, you have to take care of yourself, don't confront his old man. "

Meng Siqing smiled slightly: "Is that so?" With a tone of disbelief, Thaksak believed what he said before, but now?

After all, it was because of him.

Knocking on the door, the father and son looked at each other, haggard for each other.

Boss Ji didn't want to listen too much, so he could only say: "Speak up if you have something to say, and call me if you have something to do, and I'll be there when you call." Before he closed the door, he told Mr. Meng: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't get angry, don't be angry with your body not good!"

In fact, he was afraid that Meng Siqing would be beaten again.

Boss Ji doesn't listen to the corners, but he has his own people who listen to the corners.

Ji Kangcheng was busy with his own affairs and didn't pay attention. After resting for a while on the phone, he saw the WeChat message sent by Xiaoyuan alone: ​​"Brother Ji, I put the young master of the Meng family in, please forgive me!"

Probably because he didn't reply, Xiaoyuan explained a lot on his own, why Meng Si'en looked anxious and said that his elder brother was in danger and half his life was already killed, if he didn't rush to rescue him, the rest would be Half of his life has to be given away.

Human life is at stake, Xiao Yuan didn't seem like she was joking, so she violated the regulations and let Meng Si'en in.

Boss Ji hurried out with his mobile phone in his pocket—only Meng Siqing and Mr. Meng, maybe the two of them can still get along peacefully. As far as Mr. Meng's virtue of being able to rub fire when he described the accident that night, he got involved and was the only way to send him off. The catalyst for Meng Siqing's other half-life.

Meng Siqing was really hurt, but he couldn't bear to use Meng Sien as a shield. He rushed to the door of the old Meng's guest room, although he didn't have time to stop Meng Sien from coming in to listen to the corner, but it was not too late anyway, he bumped into Meng Sien and knocked on the door. He stepped over with a stride, was held down, and softly reprimanded him: "How dare you make trouble?"

Immediately stopped.

Because Meng Sien's face was full of tears, when he looked up at Ji Kangcheng, his expression was almost sad, Ji Kangcheng couldn't help relaxing his hand: "What's the matter? Is there a fight inside?"

He wanted to knock on the door too, but there was no movement inside, not to mention that Meng Siqing had been knocked over, Meng Siqing is also a mortal body, can she fight against Lao Meng's crutches?Think you can't kill him?In ancient times, there was a stick to kill!

"No, it's not..." Meng Si'en choked up, before he finished speaking, the door opened, and Meng Siqing walked out with a straight posture, no trace of additional injuries could be seen.

Except for that almost miserable expression.

Meng Siqing only glanced at Meng Sien who was huddled at the door, and didn't ask him why he ran out, why he was here, and what he heard, Meng Siqing didn't ask at all, he chose to turn a blind eye, just nodded slightly to Boss Ji, and then went to go forward.

Regardless of the snot and tears on his face, Meng Sien stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Meng Siqing's clothes. The shirt tied around Meng Siqing's waist was ripped out. Meng Sien was also driven by the inertia of Meng Siqing's walking and took a step forward, knocking his knee on the corridor. There was a sound of the ground, but he didn't complain of pain, he just raised his head, looked at Meng Siqing with tears in his eyes, and cried sadly: "Brother, brother, you can't go!"

Like a child about to be abandoned, begging for his mother's lapel, anxious, desperate, sad, unable to be himself.