The villain boss refused to divorce 【Rebirth】

Tang Yu was not surprised that he was dreaming again.

The last time he was drunk was the first time he started dreaming.

He even started to pay more attention to his dreams, trying to make himself still in the dream remember more content.Because these strange dreams that he had never seen before seemed to tear away the tip of the iceberg from his previous life.

The soul seems to be floating in the air, and it seems to overlap infinitely with the self in the dream.

He saw himself sitting at the wine table with his partner in suits and ties with a smirk, drank two glasses of brandy without changing his face, and then smiled and pushed the documents on the table together with the golden signature pen to each other before.

"The contract has been changed three times. There must be no problem this time. Mr. Li will review it again."

Mr. Li casually shook the document and picked it up to look at it. His eyes glanced over the immature him, and he smiled. He said a name that Tang Yu knew well. He was one of the candidates who happened to be competing for the position of general manager recently. one.

"I heard that there is a very good talent in Xiao Tang's head office. I want to ask Xiao Tang, whether there is such a person in your company."

He saw that his hand on the document paused, he didn't understand the trap and didn't know how to set it up, he just felt that the right-hand man he thought was going to change jobs, and he definitely couldn't be given the position of general manager.In the end, he didn't know that the person who was rejected by him in his heart at the time was devoted to the company. The candidate whose name was mentioned "was job-hopping."

Tang Yu suddenly remembered what time it was.

This is what happened when he first took control of Tang Corporation, and it was also the beginning of Tang Corporation's disintegration in his hands. He started to make mistakes from the first choice he made, because a few words from the partner made him suspicious of the right person, and instead He came over and promoted a confidant who secretly had a relationship with his uncle as the general manager to stab himself.

Pretending to be smart, and pretending to be smart.

Also because the first time I managed to negotiate a slightly larger contract, I thought that the good times were coming, so I got carried away, and others persuaded me to drink as much as I wanted, and the first time I drank it, I developed a stomach ulcer.

His stomach hurt like a cramp, and he persisted until the end of the show to save face. After everyone had left, he sat down slowly in the corridor, leaning on the wall.

He saw himself taking out his mobile phone with trembling hands and making a call. Qiao Zeshui's call was not answered, but the call to Chu Jueming was answered within a second.

After connecting, he didn't know what to say, he just held on to the phone tightly, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Chu Jueming moved away from his home for a month at that time, and he even became a little polite and unfamiliar when talking to him.

"Tang Yu, how are you doing recently?"

"I have a passbook with a lot of money in it. Recently, Tang's cash flow is not enough. A few hundred thousand is just a drop in the bucket, but it should be able to help you a little."

The light on the top of the corridor is obviously warm yellow, but it shines a cold chill on the person.

"I don't take your money." The boy leaning against the corner curled up, scratching his hair while holding back the tears that fell, "I'm doing well, and I'm very happy recently, you, don't worry about me. "

He didn't know that it was the last phone call between him and Chu Jueming. A week later, Chu Jueming committed suicide by jumping off the building.His only regret in his previous life was that he didn't know the news until the third day after Chu Jue Ming's death.

If he had known earlier, this phone call would not have been simply lying to Chu Jueming to deceive Xin'an.

Unable to control his body in the dream, Tang Yu could only feel himself walking out slowly after hanging up the phone, and haphazardly stopped a taxi at the gate.

Being drunk, he was a little unconscious. He closed the door and got in the car to report his home address. His head was groggy, and he fell asleep bit by bit.

He struggled to open his eyes to see clearly what was inside the car, but his eyelids slowly closed, and he could only remember the interior decoration that flashed by just now.

This is not a taxi.

The body was a bit longer, more like the fendered car that Fang Baizhou drove when he brought the driver to pick him up.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, but the other four senses became extremely clear. He felt that the car was driving very slowly, the window was slowly rolled down, and the gentle wind that came in was blowing on his face, and a warm coat suddenly appeared on his body. It seems to be able to block all the cold.

The back of his head was pressed against a broad shoulder. He finally found the heat source. The smell of this man made him feel very comfortable. He gently rubbed his head against it, muttering in a low voice, "Home, home The sofa is too hard to sleep well."

"Why, why didn't you answer the phone? Joze..."

His hair was gently stroked, as if relying on him not to wake up, so he dropped a kiss.

"How could he let you sleep on the sofa."

Tang Yu heard the man's deep voice with secret distress.

"Whoever you love."

There is another sentence in the back, hidden in the late autumn wind, he did not hear it.

……

Tang Yu was like a fish struggling out of the water. His limbs were so cold that he couldn't feel it. He opened his eyes abruptly, panting violently and wanted to sit up, but he seemed to be tightly bound by something. It was the same, and the body that had just stood up 1 cm fell back heavily.

Tang Yu touched under his body with his hand, and was shocked to find that it didn't seem to be a bed sheet. Instead, he felt the ups and downs of the man's body when he breathed.

"You want to strangle me?"

It was murder.

He said, no wonder, even though the window of the car was open for ventilation in the dream, he still felt out of breath. The good guy was detained.

Looking back at Fang Baizhou with wide-eyed eyes, Tang Yu found that the culprit was leaning against the bed and reading the financial daily, holding him firmly in his arms with only one hand. Also slowly closed the newspaper and put it aside, and turned off the small lamp by the bed.

Helping Tang Yu smooth the hair that exploded to one side, Fang Baizhou explained, "You kept rolling to the bedside when you fell asleep, I was afraid you would fall."

Tang Yu stopped immediately. It was a certainty that his sleeping position was not good, but it should not be to the point where he rolled under the bed. He glanced at Fang Baizhou suspiciously. He wanted to speak but found that his throat was itchy and his body was still shaking There was a burst of soreness, and the fragmented memories in my mind were reorganized.

He got very close to the man, sniffed his nose, and Fang Baizhou's pleasant aura almost merged with him, regardless of each other.

His cheeks were so hot that Tang Yu grimaced. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He pushed Fang Baizhou to get in the way and leaned on his long legs, and pulled the quilt over him politely.

"You're finished, I'll tell you, Fang Baizhou, you've seen my true face."

When he said that when his consciousness was sinking yesterday, Fang Baizhou told him clearly: Just keep pretending, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he still can't pretend.

From the corner of the eye, Fang Baizhou saw that half of his body was exposed and he was only wearing thin pajamas because of his actions, and he immediately parted the quilt with some embarrassment, with a cruel and exaggerated threat in his mouth. , "If you dare to speak ill of me outside, I will kill you."

Fang Bozhou looked at his blushing cheeks, his moist eyes from just waking up were as clean and beautiful as gems, and his voice was a little more nasal when he spoke because of his hoarse voice.

It doesn't seem like a threat to him, but if you open your arms towards him, it seems like an invitation.

Subconsciously looking away, Fang Baizhou got out of bed and stood up, helping him to tuck the quilt, revealing only a hairy head, like a mushroom growing from the middle of the quilt.

Warm fingertips ran down the tips of his hair and pressed soothingly on the back of Tang Yu's neck. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked up at the man. The next second the words spewed out of his mouth nearly choked him to death.

"Then your body won't be able to take it."

"I won't tell anyone."

Now it's because he's too crazy after being drunk, and he's sure to have nothing to do with him when he wakes up the next morning, so he doesn't have a word of mouth, and he starts to cock his tail.

Tang Yu gritted his teeth, and his stomach growled in disbelief. He and Fang Baizhou stared wide-eyed. They were defeated in two seconds, and their voice subconsciously softened, "I want to eat."

He patted the cotton-like mattress heavily with his hand, acting as a demonstration, "Take out the most expensive thing in your house and give it to me to eat."

Fang Baizhou pursed his lips and smiled.

Tang Yu was stunned because he didn't understand what he was laughing at. He gritted his teeth and wanted to hold back a few more forceful words, but the man nodded slightly, "Don't kick the quilt, you'll catch a cold. I'll be back in five minutes."

As soon as the man left, Tang Yu boldly turned around on the bed and reached for the mobile phone next to the bed as fast as he could. As soon as he opened it, news poured out one after another.

The latest one to pop up was an unknown number.

——Mr. Tang, I thought about it carefully, I was indeed too reckless last time, why don't we make another appointment this time to talk about your affairs.

Tang Yu tilted his head and thought for a long time before slipping away as a new way to sell house junk news.

Followed by Yu Mufeng's 99 cordial condolences.

——Tang Yu, I won’t say much if I have something to say. Director Chen is a sensible person. He said something like this to me. Wrong, how is your body now?

- Oh I forgot it's [-] in the morning, you may not see my message, but I really, I stay up late for love you know?

——God, I didn’t reply to WeChat, I racked my brains yesterday to send him a very funny text message, and he replied with a ridiculous reply, what does it mean?Is this commendatory or derogatory?Does he think what I say is ridiculous or am I ridiculous?

The latest one was sent in the morning, and Yu Mufeng, who had been up all night, even went out in high spirits.

——I think this is fate. When I was shopping today, I met him playing the piano part-time in the mall. He played the piano very well. I will record a piece for you.

--【voice】

Tang Yu clicked on it, and the voice environment was noisy. It really seemed to be recorded in a shopping mall, but he really didn't hear the piano music. Turning the volume up to the maximum, he could only hear the uncontrollable smirk of Yu Mufeng himself who was the closest to the phone.

The corner of Tang Yu's mouth twitched, and another voice popped up on the screen.

Forgot to turn the volume back down again, and the next second Yu Mufeng's loud voice started to shoot indiscriminately like a machine gun.

"He winked at me just now, is he interested in me?"

Tang Yu covered his ears, resisting the urge to throw the phone away, when the door slammed shut behind him.

He turned his head sharply.

Fang Baizhou, who only heard the second half of the sentence, was standing against the wall with a tray, looking at him with dark eyes.

"Who is interested in you?"