After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

After the report that should be reported, Dian Zhuo straightened his back, waiting for the instructions from the other end of the phone.

In the past few months, under the boss's instigation, he has often run errands on the set, and has seen Ji Tingsen more times than in the past three years. He has also figured out a thing or two about the boss's attitude towards Ji Tingsen.

It can be summed up in two words: shocking.

That kind of fear of people being cold in the cold weather, fear of people being exposed to the sun in the hot weather, and the attitude of being an ancestor in every aspect. If the boss is not still the same as before in other matters, he would suspect that the boss has been replaced by others.

Confessions come and go, but such a result, the gods will jump, not to mention their own boss, who is a person who loves the life of his desire and hates the death of his desire.

Maybe, the proprietress who thought she was hardworking will want to...

In the uncontrollable analysis, the voice on the other end of the phone was cold and hoarse: "Keep an eye on it, wait!"

He wanted to ask himself, why if it's Gu Zhao, what's so good about that little boy!

After Qin Zhen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The little orange cat meowed, jumped off his legs and hid under the sofa, and scratched his paw at the end.

That's the stress response of feeling threatened.

There was a blood ridge on the back of the hand, and blood beads appeared soon.

Qin Zhen stared at the wound for a while, then raised his foot and wanted to kick the coffee table out.

He closed his eyes and didn't lift his foot.

The Belgian hand-carved coffee table was chosen by Ji Tingsen himself. It is very precious. The little yellow skin can jump on the table in the study, but this coffee table will be taken off.

He controlled his behavior, but the evil fire in his heart still flared up suddenly.

Don't you have a crush on him? Why don't you trust him more? No matter what happened in the past, can he still fall in love with others?

Sitting frozen on the sofa for a long time, when he came back to his senses, the blood on the back of his hand rolled onto the sofa.

When the blood goes down, it is a little red, which is very eye-catching.

The sofa was also chosen by Ji Tingsen. He didn't like it being too soft, so he tried it several times and it took nearly a month to settle on it.

now...dirty...

Qin Zhen called Special Assistant Yan and asked him to book a plane ticket to Yangcheng as soon as possible.

Special Assistant Yan: "Boss, you have a meeting at 09:30 tomorrow morning. You will meet with the CEO of Guangying Group at 10:30 am. In the afternoon..."

Qin Zhen: "Book a ticket, or submit your resignation immediately."

Special Assistant Yan: "...good boss."

After calling, Qin Zhen went upstairs to take a cold shower.

I don't care about the wound on my hand, the slight pain is nothing compared to the burning feeling in my heart.

On the way to the airport, Special Assistant Yan felt that the car was as silent as a grave.

The back of my neck was chilly, and I arrived at my destination quietly and quickly. I was very fortunate that there was no traffic jam on the road. When I stopped, I calmed down and said to the back seat with my eyes closed, "Boss, we're here."

Eyelids lifted, a man's brief command came from the back seat: "Go home."

Special Assistant Yan: "...Go back to Yushan Road..."

As a qualified special assistant, he has always been very good at observing words and expressions, and seeing that Qin Zhen has no objection, he immediately started the return work.

I muttered in my heart, what is this called.

It was past dinner time when I got home.

Qin Zhen took a photo of the five centimeter long wound on his hand and sent it to Ji Tingsen.

In less than 3 minutes, a phone call came from the other side.

Ji Tingsen: "What happened to your hand?"

Not long after he left the show, he changed his clothes and took off his makeup, and was about to eat something before going back to the hotel.

Qin Zhen: "The little yellow skin is scratching, cutting its claws, probably because it is inexperienced, and it scared it."

Ji Tingsen: "Start the video."

He heard that Qin Zhen's voice was wrong, at first he heard it was very stable, but he was a little sullen and not in high spirits.

Qin Zhen refused: "It's not a big deal, I just want to tell you that there is blood dripping on the sofa."

Ji Tingsen: "You are more important than the sofa. Xiaojiu has been vaccinated, but for safety, you still need to consult a doctor if you need special treatment, such as injections..."

He wished he could fly to Qin Zhen's side, but he couldn't do it, and he talked more than before.

Qin Zhen listened quietly, and finally asked: "Brother Sen, do you love me?"

Ji Tingsen: "Worry, don't give Xiao Jiu canned food tonight, scratching people...too bad."

This sounded naive, but he really wanted to do this. Seeing the photos sent by Qin Zhen, his heart ached.

Qin Zhen: "I love you too."

When he said this, only he knew what it was like, and he didn't dare to make a video call with Ji Tingsen, because he was afraid that something would be seen, or he couldn't help but ask.

Ask the other party about the trauma they hide from others, isn't that exposing scars?

Unless Ji Tingsen took the initiative to say something like this, he was reluctant to force him, and his heart softened on the way to the airport.

Ji Tingsen asked Qin Zhen again if he had dinner.

Qin Zhen said he had no appetite.

To tell the truth, I answered Dian Zhuo's call before dinner, then went to the airport and came back again, and now it's been a long time.

Ji Tingsen: "I miss the simmered noodles made by my aunt. Diced potatoes, diced tofu, diced eggs and diced meat make a soup, poured on the noodles and it smells so fragrant. I can't eat it. You can have a bowl for me, okay?"

His voice was gentle and gentle, as if coaxing a child.

Qin Zhen's stretched back slowly softened, and he leaned on the back of the sofa: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zhen really went to the kitchen.

I didn't ask my aunt to do it, I worked slowly for more than an hour, took a photo and sent it to Ji Tingsen, and then ate it myself.

After eating, he called Dian Zhuo back.

Two things, investigate the past intersection of Gu Zhao and Ji Tingsen, and the other is to keep an eye on Will, and keep an eye on Will's every move!

Ji Tingsen here, after talking to Qin Zhen on the phone, he called his family's personal doctor.

Looking at the photos, Qin Zhen's scars were not small. He was afraid that Qin Zhen would not care, and that the animal's troubles were not the same as ordinary injuries, so he asked the doctor to go to the house to take a look.

In the next few days, he asked Qin Zhen to clap his hands every day to see that the scars had healed before he gave up.

......

Today is a night scene.

The master played by Ji Tingsen saved the male protagonist played by Ji Mingrui from being injured. The male protagonist regretted and regretted while the master was healing, laying the groundwork for greater growth in the future.

When filming this segment, the director was a little bald.

When Ji Tingsen is wearing clothes, he has a celestial attitude, which is very in line with the style of Xianxia dramas, but when heals, he needs to pat the wounds on his body. Once the clothes are taken off, even if they are only half taken off, the style of painting will be different.. ....

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the wound on his chest finally turned into his back, revealing half of his shoulders, and when he patted it from the side, it also revealed a small cinnabar mole on his collarbone. There was still two points of abstinence in the fairy air, it was perfect.

Director Liu: "A close-up of the collarbone - this part will be cut into the trailer..."

The second half of the sentence is about myself.

Now is the era of masculinity, but the vulgar show of muscles is too vulgar, Ji Tingsen is just right, the most prosperous complexion, the most clear temperament, beautiful and not vulgar, absolutely perfect!

A week later in the afternoon, Kittingson and Will met for the second time.

Will provided two treatment plans, the first one was for Ji Tingsen personally, and the second was for the person Ji Tingsen liked to participate in the treatment together.

He himself preferred the second option, but Ji Tingsen refused.

Will: "Mr. Ji, you should be very clear about how rare it is to meet someone you don't reject. Why can't you... is the other person unwilling?"

Ji Tingsen: "No, it's me... I can't bear it."

He knows what Qin Zhen thinks of him, but if the treatment is still the same as in the previous life, even if it's just because of psychological factors, he doesn't want Qin Zhen to see his embarrassed side, and even impose this embarrassment and disgust on Qin Zhen. body.

For two lifetimes, he has only cared about this one person.

Want the best for him.

If not, if not... no if!

The hotel where Will lives now is not far from the film and television city by car.

The hotel has a high standard, and the afternoon tea is still very famous. Occasionally, there are long-haired artists who are filming in the film and television city, and they will come here to relax.

Ji Tingsen came out in the name of relaxation and booked the room next to Will.

He picked the time well, there was no show the next morning, and even though he was in a trance when he left Will's room, he still had time to recover.

After going back to his room to rest for two hours, he informed Fu Cong that he had relaxed and could go back to the set.

This time the treatment passed in secret.

Ji Tingsen left the hotel, and the dusk was scattered on the canopy of trees by the side of the road, feeling dizzy with warmth.

The car was already waiting on the side of the road, and it passed in a few steps.

Some kind of indescribable intuition made him look up, the hotel glass reflecting the sunset light hurt people's eyes, no matter how much it was, he couldn't see it.

Fu Cong: "Baby, what's the matter?"

Ji Tingsen touched his hat: "It's nothing, let's go."

Meanwhile, the hotel goes up 23 floors.

Even though he knew that people downstairs at such a height might not be able to see him clearly, Qin Zhen hid behind the curtain.

When Ji Tingsen got into the car, he watched the car leave and turned around: "Mr. Will, shall we have a good chat?"

Will didn't dare to move.

As long as the eyeballs look down hard, you can see a little blade on the neck: "..."

Can he say no to this way of chatting?

Qin Zhen raised his hand, and Dian Zhuo put away his knife and stood aside.

Before closing the knife, he warned: "Friendly reminder, the sound insulation of this hotel is very good, and my skills are also very good."

Compared to the man who warned him, Will preferred the young man who stood by the window and looked like a leader.

This one, at least, was kind to him.

Five minutes later, Will's expression changed drastically.

He glanced at Dianzhuo fearfully, shook his head and said, "No, no, absolutely not, the patient's privacy must not be exposed, this is the basic ethics of a doctor."

Dian Zhuo's head hurts when he heard it, what is this foreigner talking about?

He can clearly understand Mandarin Chinese, so he should be able to speak it, but now...it must be a mess!

In fact, Will was just too excited.

With a twitch between his eyebrows, Qin Zhen said to Will in the same language: "Don't call him that!"

Will: "..."

Maybe he should change his judgment, this gray-blue-eyed Chinese man is scarier than the one with the knife, even if it's just a look...

Mr. Ji has such a good personality, why are people related to him so difficult to deal with.

Seeing Will's terrified look, Qin Zhen took a step back, calmed down and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

In order to relax the other party's guard, he used Will's native language, and said sincerely: "The man who appeared at your place two hours ago is my partner, I love him, and I want to help him out of the predicament, I don't mean to offend .”

In order to prove what he said, he took out the marriage certificate with Ji Tingsen from his pocket, and also showed many pictures of Ji Tingsen, who read books, played with cats, very homely style.

Will finally shook his head: "Sir, I believe your words, but Mr. Ji's privacy, unless he agrees, I can't disclose it privately. You should respect your lover's opinion, don't you?"

Now he is not afraid of Qin Zhen again, because of the way this man looked at Mr. Ji's photo.

Dian Zhuo couldn't understand Will's words, but seeing him shaking his head endlessly and taking out the jackknife in his trouser pocket again, he looked dazzled and full of danger.

Will swallowed and murmured, "No... no."

Qin Zhen: "Dian Zhuo!"

Dian Zhuo: "Boss, let me educate him alone?"

Qin Zhen: "You go out."

Dian Zhuo: "Understood."

The boss was much stronger than him. He gave Will a sympathetic look, walked out of the study and closed the door.

Qin Zhen didn't know that Dian Zhuo's thinking had become unstoppable, but it didn't matter.

He looked at Will who was well placed behind his desk: "You're right, I should respect my partner's privacy, I don't ask, just tell me how I can help him."

While pleading, Qin Zhen also presented a prepared large check as a gift.

Half an hour later, Will learned about the matter between Qin Zhen and Ji Tingsen.

He was sure that this person was the sweetheart Mr. Ji mentioned, but unfortunately he couldn't mention it more, he just said: "I promise you, please take back the check, Mr. Ji's younger brother has already paid for the treatment."

Although he was surprised by the string of zeros on the check, principles are principles.

Qin Zhen lowered his eyes, did Gu Zhao call himself Brother Sen's younger brother?

One more!

Pushing the check back, he explained: "This is not a reward, but an apology for offending Mr. Will today. Please also keep it a secret for me in front of Brother Sen, keep it a secret...everything today."

Will's last bit of resentment towards Qin Zhen was completely dispelled: "I can tell you how to help Mr. Ji, but this is a long process, you have to be patient enough."

Beautiful love, generous oriental nobles, everything is like a dream.

He is willing to make this dream better.

Qin Zhen: "Of course."

Dian Zhuo leaned against the outer wall of the study room to play with his mobile phone, listening to the movement inside until the door opened.

Well, the foreigner was sitting upright, but his boss was holding his arm, as if he was seriously injured.

Dian Zhuo: "Boss!"

Qin Zhen saw Dianzhuo's fierce face, and his intact right hand blocked the movement of people rushing into the house: "It wasn't him, I made it myself, go! Go to the set!"

Dianzhuo: "...?"

He glanced back at Will in the room for the last time, and the other party actually had a look of surprise and... admiration?As if seeing something remarkable but perverted.

......

On the way to the set,

Dian Zhuo couldn't help it, and asked while driving: "Boss, your injury...does you really not need to go to the hospital?"

Qin Zhen: "I have a sense of proportion."

I just smashed it with a metal ornament from the hotel, it didn't hurt my muscles and bones, it just looked bluffing.

Dian Zhuo vaguely understood what Qin Zhen was going to do, but he was not sure, so he said, "Ji Shao will be very concerned when he sees you injured."

He looked in the rearview mirror, and found that his boss, who was covering his arms and frowning because of the pain, smiled thoughtfully. That smile... really seemed to be expecting something.

I'm sure, this is a bitter trick!

However, Ji Shao is clearly behind the boss and Gu Zhao... Ji Shao should have used the bitter trick to save the boss. Why is this... really messed up!

Suddenly, he heard his boss ask: "Dian Zhuo, what do you think of my figure?"

Dianzhuo: "...?"

Does bitterness have anything to do with body?