The day I married my boss

Tao Yuan looked at him, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, he was silent for a while, and finally swallowed it back, just said: "It's just a small wound, and it's not an incurable disease, it's not as serious as you said .”

Song Feilan almost revealed his secrets just now, but he didn't dare to refute at this time, he just acted coquettishly: "Does my new hairstyle look good just now?"

Tao Yuan recalled the appearance of his head pierced with skyrockets, and commented: "It looks like a double reed in cross talk."

"..." Song Feilan fed the dog tenderly, not wanting to talk.

Tao Yuan's leg injury was not healed, Song Feilan was reluctant to let him drag his lame leg to the kitchen to cook, but he was not good at cooking, so he could only sit there and peel the fruit.Tao Yuan said, "Do you only eat fruit for lunch today?"

"I ordered takeaway." Song Feilan stuffed a small piece of orange with the tangerine strips into his mouth, inexplicably feeling that Tao Yuan might have noticed something, the gold medal husband before the car accident would never talk to him like this.

Tao Yuan was fed oranges, strawberries, and mangoes by him one after another... He ate half of his stomach full of fruits, and he really couldn't fit in any more. He said, "I won't be able to eat any more for lunch later."

Song Feilan turned to look at him, and suddenly said after a while, "Kiss me."

Tao Yuan didn't know why, and asked, "Why do you like kissing so much during this time?"

Song Feilan said something he said not long ago: "When you kiss me, I feel that you love me very much."

Tao Yuan looked at him for a while, and finally leaned over to kiss his lips lightly.

After a while, Song Feilan ordered takeaway.After the two of them had lunch, Song Feilan pushed Tao Yuan to the company in the afternoon, saying deliberately: "Do you still remember that you pushed me to come to the company before we got married?"

Tao Yuan smiled and nodded, and said, "You seem to have fleas growing on your body, and you can't sit still even if your legs are hurt."

Song Feilan thought, do I have to learn from fleas now?After all, he was almost thirty, so he didn't have the spirit of a child. Although he looked unrestrained on the surface, he was actually quite stable inside, and he didn't speak for a long time.Tao Yuan made an appointment with someone to talk about things, and Song Feilan sat in his office and watched all kinds of newly sent scripts.After a while, his cell phone rang, and Ruan Ainong asked him, "Have you caught the driver who caused the accident?"

"No." Song Feilan crossed his legs on the table and said, leaning his head on the back of the chair.

"You just don't care! Do you want to be hit again?"

Song Feilan stretched his neck and let out a desperate wail: "Mom, it's not that I don't care, the police have nothing to do, what can I do? And if someone really wants to kill me, isn't this trick too stupid? Two He used the car accident the first time, I don’t believe he can use the car accident the third time.”

"When the time comes, you'll all be killed. Believe it or not? You can only go to the Palace of the King of Hell to ask for an explanation! Don't you know that a car is a moving weapon?" Ruan Ainong scolded him. "That is, I plan for you, relying on your own idiot head, you don't know how many times you die!"

Song Feilan didn't know what Ruan Ainong had planned for so many years. Anyway, he had escaped death twice and walked through the gate of hell twice. When he hung up the phone, Tao Yuan hadn't finished talking outside.Song Feilan's mind was in a mess, and he sat back on the boss's chair in a daze. He was very familiar with his office, and the tables and chairs inside were all arranged by him when he first opened the business.But he is really not a business material, unless he is allowed to dance, otherwise he is probably destined to be a rich and idle person in this life.

Song Feilan subconsciously clicked the mouse, and opened a video in the hard drive. It was a video of a dance competition he participated in before the college entrance examination. Every time he was in a daze, he used it as the background sound.He won No.2 in that competition and was directly admitted to the Central Academy of Dance, but his father refused to let him go, saying that it was all low-level, and it was okay as a hobby, but if it was really a profession, it would be a bit of an upside-down.Later he left the country, but this video has been carefully preserved.

He was in a daze for a long time, thinking about Tao Yuan's expression at lunch.Tao Yuan likes children who are well-behaved and obedient, so it would be good for him to learn to be well-behaved and obedient, although he has always been submissive.Learn to cook for Tao Yuan at noon tomorrow, shall we?Otherwise, he would be so idle every day, Tao Yuan would work outside, and he wouldn’t even be able to eat a bite of hot food when he came home. He used to be cute when he was young, but Tao Yuan loved him and let him go. Now he’s an uncle. Otherwise, if the truth is discovered one day, he probably won't even be able to say a word...

Song Feilan doesn't think he is humble, but to be honest, he feels sorry for himself...

The evening breeze in early spring was still a little impatient, so Song Feilan called the secretary to go downstairs and buy two boxes of macarons and coffee. One box was placed in Tao Yuan's office outside, and the other box was delivered to his room.

Tao Yuan's side was probably over. Seeing that he asked the secretary to buy something and brought it in with his wheelchair, Song Feilan was dozing off with his feet up. He heard him softly say, "Asleep?"

Song Feilan immediately woke up, put his feet down, opened his eyes vigorously, and looked at him: "Are you done talking?"

Tao Yuan hummed and nodded, then asked him again: "Did you read the script just now? How is it? Do you like anything?"

Song Feilan just flipped through it just now, just looking at the bad movies he produced before, he didn't have much eye for picking scripts, but since Tao Yuan asked, he also replied: "I didn't see anything particularly brilliant. Is it settled?"

"Not yet." Tao Yuan shook his head: "It's not something that can be resolved after one or two meetings."

Song Feilan used to shoot all the idol dramas of dog blood. This kind of drama will not be blocked by radio and television, and the advertisements are placed casually, and they are easy to sell. He has never experienced Tao Yuan's embarrassment. The TV station signed the agreement.Seeing Tao Yuan's frown, he didn't dare to say any more nonsense, just opened the macaron box and the lid of the coffee cup, and said, "You didn't eat much at noon, why don't you add afternoon tea?"

The two sat in the office for a while, Tao Yuan looked at the documents beside him for a while, saw Song Feilan standing up to accompany him, and said, "Otherwise, you can go upstairs to dance and leave me alone."

Except for the time when he lost his memory, Song Feilan hadn't practiced dancing for a long time, and he couldn't get on stage or perform after practicing.When he was first with Xing Li, she also liked watching him dance. The little boy was so cool and handsome, but when he grew up, she gradually disliked him, thinking that he was not doing his job properly and was not responsible.

Song Feilan's memory-rich head went through the traffic like a slide show, and finally took a sip of coffee and said, "Then I'm going up, call me if you need anything." He squeezed another macaron into his mouth , as if he was really in a happy mood, but in fact he stopped as soon as he reached the door of the dance studio.

In the room he used to use, several trainees were already practicing dance, and when they saw him coming, they all stopped and shouted: "Mr. Song."

Song Feilan waved his hands and said, "Go ahead." Then he took his coffee and walked to the window at the end of the corridor, wanting to light a cigarette, but also worried about his 17-year-old mental age, he was afraid that Tao Yuan would find out, so he pursed his lips , raised his hands in dismay.

It has been raining continuously for the past few days, and several branches that have just sprouted new buds have been discounted by the rain column.Song Feilan looked at the rain for a while, then glanced at his watch. There were still two hours before get off work, and a well-behaved trainee in the room took the initiative to come to him: "Mr. .”

Song Feilan has no airs, and he is kind and amiable to the young trainees, but no one has ever dared to ask him to guide him like this.Probably because of the impression they had made during dance practice some time ago, the newcomer sent out the invitation with some unrealistic fantasies.Song Feilan raised his head and glanced at him. He looks good, but he is a star material. After thinking about it, he has nothing to do, and there are two hours before he can go to Tao Yuan, so he nodded and agreed.The trainee probably didn't expect to be treated like this, so he was a little nervous immediately, and talked to him with a smile.

Song Feilan was unusually silent. The two walked to the dance room. There were still two trainees standing inside, and they all greeted him.Song Feilan said: "Let's jump for a while and see."

The three of them are indeed newcomers, and the longest one has only been in the company for three months, let alone a good dancer, and he can't even pull off a full set of moves.Song Feilan sighed, and joked, "What are your dance teachers doing? You haven't learned a single dance for so long?"

The three of them were a little nervous and didn't dare to speak. Song Feilan was just joking, took off his coat, and went to the battle to guide himself.He first danced the dance where the three of them were stumbling, because it was an entry-level etude, and there were no difficult moves. Just a few simple waves were danced out of his own style, lazily and gracefully.

The three clapped and praised him: "President Song, you dance really well."

Song Feilan smiled lightly, and then showed them the decomposing movements, and told them to follow suit. In less than two hours, they actually learned a lot.When Tao Yuan was standing at the door of the dance studio, he was helping them figure out their movements. When he looked up, he saw him. Tao Yuan's expression was not very good, and he said, "I thought you were practicing by yourself."

"It's not interesting to practice on your own." Song Feilan smiled nonchalantly, he hadn't realized the fault of what he said.

Tao Yuan said, "It's off work, let's go home."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll push you down." He turned his head and told the three trainees: "Practice hard, come and check tomorrow."

Tao Yuan had already turned around and left. He didn't think it looked good in a wheelchair, so he just walked a few steps and took the elevator up.Song Feilan couldn't help nagging him: "What if the wound opens? Don't take it seriously."

Tao Yuan didn't speak, he was a little nervous, Song Feilan's previous reputation was really not good, and now the memories in his head are probably all back, he really doesn't know if this label called romantic is still there engraved on his bones.

When the two went home, they took a taxi. Tao Yuan swallowed the suspicion in his chest, and said, "Otherwise, you don't come to the company tomorrow. I have an appointment with the TV station in the morning. I will go home after finishing the work. You will follow." boring."

Song Feilan was about to flex his muscles and make lunch for him, so he nodded and said with a smile: "That's fine, then don't be brave, Secretary Zhang will drive, right? Or let her pick you up."