The green tea ex dressed as a disabled boss

In a daze, Jiang Suiyu felt like a balloon, floating upwards non-stop.

After floating for an unknown amount of time, he stopped, and intermittent crying came from his ears.

Who is crying?

Jiang Suiyu lowered his head and looked in the direction where the crying sound came from. He saw a group of people wearing black dresses with sad faces. Their eyes were facing a sea of ​​yellow and white flowers. In the middle of the sea of ​​flowers was a black and white picture. photo.

Jiang Suiyu froze suddenly.

Because it is not someone else in the photo, it is himself smiling.

Obviously, this is his funeral.

Jiang Suiyu walked through the crowd and saw his best friend crying or crying bitterly.When he walked to the front, he saw his parents' friends during his lifetime—several old professors who helped him after his parents passed away. They had gray temples and mournful expressions.

Jiang Suiyu was silent for a while, then bent down to them and bowed deeply.

Then he straightened up and waved goodbye to his weeping friends.

The breeze blew over his arms and blew towards the sea of ​​flowers behind him. Jiang Suiyu still smiled when he saw the sad faces.

Goodbye, don't worry, I'm in another world and I'll be fine too.

Thank you for preparing this funeral for me.

Jiang Suiyu wanted to hug a few friends standing in the front row, but before he could take a step, his feet suddenly became empty, and he woke up suddenly.

Sunlight sneaked in through the gaps in the curtains, and the mobile phone placed by the bed vibrated. Jiang Suiyu picked it up and saw a new WeChat message.

Ma Cheng: [Brother, let me take you to the hospital, are you awake yet? 】

The low blood pressure stunned Jiang Suiyu for a while, he woke up, and replied: [No, I'll give you half a day off, go play, I'll take a taxi] Ma Cheng replied with an emoji that moved him to tears, Jiang Suiyu Smiling, put down the phone and sit up.

The room was clean and tidy, but it was not decorated in his previous life.The sad expressions of relatives and friends in the dream were still in front of his eyes, Jiang Suiyu buried his face in his palms, and after a while, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

A funeral is the second death of a person. He no longer exists in another world. Now that he has come to this world, he must cherish the time in this world.

Jiang Suiyu walked through the lobby of the private nursing home with a big thermos in his arms, and pressed the elevator up to the nineteenth floor.

This private sanatorium is built side by side with the private hospital of the same name. The environment is quiet and the price is expensive, because it is located in the suburbs and there are not many passing vehicles around.When Jiang Suiyu came here, he looked at the map and found that it was very close to the studio where he was filming.

You can go directly to the set at noon.

There are only four wards on the nineteenth floor, all of which are suites.Jiang Suiyu walked to Ye Wei'an's ward, and unexpectedly found that there were no servants and nurses, and only Han You was playing games with his head bowed in the living room.

He knocked on the open door.

Han You raised his head and smiled as soon as he saw him: "Brother Jiang is here, yesterday I was thinking, my brother transferred to another hospital, why didn't you come here?"

Jiang Suiyu explained as he walked: "The new play is starting, and I may not have much time to come over recently. It's rare to have a half-day off today."

He put the thermos on the tea table, looked at Ye Wei'an's closed door, and asked, "Is Mr. Ye sleeping?"

"No," Han You curled his lips, "My brother and his father and that woman are here, they are inside, you wait outside first."

Those parents who were rumored to be not in the same family as Ye Wei'an?

Jiang Suiyu was a little curious.

He was dragged by Han You to play two games, Han You yelled "Smoke*mist*bomb*smoke*mist*bomb", when Jiang Suiyu was scrambling to find the smoke*mist*bomb, he suddenly heard a loud noise from the room , followed by the sharp sound of the vase shattering.

Jiang Suiyu raised his head, subconsciously wanting to put down his phone, but Han You pressed his arm in his busy schedule and said, "Don't worry about it."

There was a gunshot in the game, and Han You's character turned into a box. He screamed "Axi!" and grabbed Jiang Suiyu's cell phone: "I'll call you."

Jiang Suiyu handed him the phone, knowing that today was not the right time, he was hesitating whether to get up and leave, when the door of Ye Wei'an's ward opened, a woman in an olive green long dress stepped out, glanced and sat side by side Han You and Jiang Suiyu.

Immediately she looked away and walked out the door without looking sideways.

After a while, another middle-aged man with a little fat came out.He looks ten years older than the woman, and his facial features are very similar to Ye Wei'an, but because of his fat, he is far from Ye Wei'an's aggressive and aggressive, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of mediocrity.

When he saw Han You, he forced a smile on his angry face, looking very deliberate: "Xiao You, you have worked hard these days."

Han You lowered his head and played the game, humming indifferently.

Ye Fengbai got bored, couldn't hold back his face, his thin anger quickly turned into obvious anger, and the anger that had just come from Ye Wei'an's place also came out, he pointed Jiang Suiyu with his chin and asked: "Who is this? Are all the servants out?"

Han You pulled off the earphones and said impatiently: "This is someone from my brother's company. He is here to visit him. Do you have anything else to do? Your lady is waiting downstairs."

Being contradicted by the juniors in front of outsiders, Ye Feng's face became even uglier. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to educate Han You. At this moment, a low voice came from the room: "What are you doing blocking the door? If you have nothing to do, go quickly."

Ye Feng's raised hand paused in mid-air, and then clenched into a fist. Judging from the trembling of his facial muscles, he should have gritted his teeth twice, and then walked out with big strides.

Jiang Suiyu pushed the thermos to Han You, and whispered, "Then I too..."

Han You interrupted him: "They both left, why are you leaving, wait, I'll call someone to clean up the room."

Not long after, two servants followed Han You in. One swept out a large pile of broken porcelain, and the other went in with a mop. Both of them were trembling, and left in a hurry after finishing their work.

Jiang Suiyu walked into Ye Wei'an's room.

Ye Wei'an half leaned on the luxurious hospital bed, his face was gloomy, he couldn't tell much about the patient just by his face, but his expression today was even more frightening than the day he just learned the result of the operation.

Jiang Suiyu sat down on the armchair beside the bed.

Ye Wei'an glanced at him sullenly: "What are you doing here again?"

Jiang Suiyu smiled: "I'm not busy today, come and visit."

Ye Wei'an frowned, pinched the center of his brows with his thumb and index finger, and said, "You said the same thing the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday. If you just want to please me while I'm hurt, you don't have to. If you have this time, you might as well sell it to Ning Xiao." good."

Jiang Suiyu said frankly: "I have already broken up with Mr. Ning."

Ye Wei'an laughed, with sarcasm in his eyes, "Then I advise you to get back together with him, Ning Xiao is always much better than me with this disability."

Jiang Suiyu didn't speak, Ye Wei'an wanted to sarcastically, when the tablet on the stand in front of him rang.Jiang Suiyu glanced subconsciously and saw the note "Secretary Zhang".

"Mr. Ye, Old Zhao has handed in his resignation letter to the secretariat. Look..."

Old Zhao was Ye Wei'an's driver when he had a car accident. When Jiang Suiyu came to visit a few days ago, he happened to meet Old Zhao crying in front of Ye Wei'an, saying that he was sorry for his trust.

Jiang Suiyu looked at Ye Wei'an.

Ye Wei'an took a deep breath, the hostility between his brows dissipated a bit, and said, "Back back."

"But," Secretary Zhang hesitated, "Old Zhao is very responsible for this car accident, I think..."

"The truck that was responsible for running the red light, we drove normally." Ye Wei'an said firmly, "Old Zhao has been with me for almost ten years, and I know his skills best. Return Lao Zhao's resignation letter and tell him When he recovers from his injury, I will continue to employ him."

"Ok."

"Also, Lao Zhao counts it as a work-related injury this time, and the hospitalization and medical expenses are all covered by the work-related injury process."

"Understood." After the secretary finished speaking, the voice changed, "One more thing, the criminal trial results of the driver who caused the accident came out, it was drunk driving, plus running a red light, the driver's license will be revoked, and legal procedures will be taken for criminal detention. We have to wait for the outcome of the final trial.”

Ye Wei'an: "Yes."

"Second Young Master Han asked someone to check on the driver before, so he probably wasn't ordered by anyone. It was a pure traffic accident," Secretary Zhang said.

"I see." Ye Wei'an was about to hang up the phone, paused his fingers, and asked again, "How is the family situation of the driver involved?"

"There are a pair of parents, an only daughter who is in junior high school, and both he and his wife are migrant workers."

Ye Wei'an closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "There is no need for compensation, you can communicate with the lawyer, and the rest will follow the legal procedures."

"Ah, good," the secretary said in a low voice, "Boss Ye, please rest."

Ye Wei'an cocked the corner of his mouth mockingly, and hung up the phone.

He turned to look at Jiang Suiyu who had been staring at him, "Have you seen enough?"

Jiang Suiyu didn't feel the embarrassment of being caught staring at someone at all, and said frankly: "It's okay."

Ye Wei'an pinched the center of his eyebrows again, and said, "What did you say just now?"

"Speaking of Ning Zong is much better than you," Jiang Suiyu said quickly before he was about to speak, "I don't think so."

At least Ning Xiao doesn't have much nostalgic habit.

Ye Wei'an opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, but was choked by Jiang Suiyu's answer.He was silent for a moment, then showed a self-deprecating and mocking smile, and said, "I recommend you to see an ophthalmologist.

"My eyes are 4.9, let's forget it." Jiang Suiyu said with a smile.

Seeing his smile, Ye Wei'an frowned again.In the past, Jiang Suiyu often smiled in front of him, but he knew how much flattery and calculations were mixed in that smile.

Although Jiang Suiyu was smiling now, it was quite different from before, as if all the secret schemes had been washed away by clear water, the smile suddenly became clear and clean.

Ye Wei'an couldn't help but think of the voice he heard when he didn't open his eyes that day.

"I realized that the person I really like is Mr. Ye."

The fingers on the thin quilt were clasped slightly, his dark eyes were fixed on Jiang Suiyu, his browbones sank with this movement, and his already sharp silhouette appeared even tougher.

Even the temperament is Jiang Suiyu's favorite style.

Jiang Suiyu sighed in his heart, he thought it was impossible, wake up, this is the person who can cut off your hands and disfigure your face, if you want to be moved, you have to face a peerless little zero like Jian Tinglin.

He smiled at Ye Wei'an: "I don't have anything to do, I'll go first, Mr. Ye, please rest well."

Jiang Suiyu walked to the door and heard Ye Wei'an say behind him: "Wait."

He turned around in doubt.

Ye Wei'an narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and the gloom between his brows and eyes became more intense, "Did you forget to say anything? If you say it now, I might promise you."

Jiang Suiyu:?

say what?Promise what?Are you implying a confession?

After thinking about it, Jiang Suiyu found it impossible. Jiang Suiyu put aside the absurd thoughts in his heart, pondered for a while, and said: "There is corn rib soup I brought on the coffee table in the living room. It is boiled in the morning. You can drink it while it is hot. If you don't want to drink it, give it to me." Han You is fine too, I just saw him glance at the thermos several times."

"I'll ask my assistant to pick up the thermos in the afternoon." Jiang Suiyu nodded politely to Ye Wei'an, said goodbye and left.

Ye Wei'an sat on the bed, watching his thin back walking out of the outer door, his eyes were full of doubts.

He thought that Jiang Suiyu would take the opportunity to ask him for some resources, or at least ask for a favorite character to play, but Jiang Suiyu didn't say anything, and walked away very coolly.

It feels like a cat you keep and play with, and you're in control all the time.Suddenly one day, you find that the cat is no longer attached to you, nor is it attached to you for things.

So the relationship between controlling and being controlled is broken instantly.

Ye Wei'an lowered his eyelashes, covering his deep eyes full of thoughts.When Han You sent Jiang Suiyu away and came back, he picked up the white thermos and shouted, "Brother, Brother Jiang said he boiled it for more than an hour. Do you want to drink it or not? If not, I'll drink it all."

After Han You yelled, he happily went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, only one set, not for Ye Wei'an at all.He opened the lid, smelling the aroma that came out, drooling, and thought: "Anyway, my brother will definitely not drink it, it just happens to be cheaper for me."

"Give it to me." Ye Wei'an's calm voice sounded.

Without hesitation, Han You said, "Okay, then I'll be alone...huh?"