The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Yi Sheng didn't expect that when he came back halfway to pick up a document, he would happen to hear a metaphor about himself.

He nodded and smiled at the sluggish Zhao Qian: "Mr. Zhao, long time no see."

Zhao Qian murmured: "...It's not good to see you for a long time."

Yi Sheng: "..."

Okay, I probably won't be able to talk about it today.

Shen Heqiu looked at D from the left and D from the right, and felt that the stalemate seemed a bit weird.

But he took the medicine when he got up this morning, and his mind was not very clear, and his slow-moving thoughts were too lazy to process too complicated information.

Shen Heqiu simply stood up and went to the kitchen to see if Aunt D Liu's snacks were ready.

After he recovered from his illness, Aunt Liu began to change ways to make delicious food for him, saying that she wanted to make up for all the previous losses.

Zhao Qian felt bad after saying that, and hoped that Shen Heqiu would ease the atmosphere, but in the end, the juicy cabbage grew legs and ran to the kitchen.

A child can't help his mother... No, he can't help his father.

Dad had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it himself.

"Boss Yi." Zhao Qian stopped Yi Sheng who wanted to go in, "Let's talk."

Yi Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and stood still, waiting for Zhao Qian to continue.

Zhao Qian: "It's about...Shen and Qiu singing."

Yi Sheng glanced at Shen Heqiu who were talking to Aunt Liu in the kitchen.

Probably because he saw the strawberry milk pudding he asked Aunt Liu to make today, his eyes were like stars shining with deep dimples, he looked very carefree.

Yi Cheng turned his head: "Go upstairs and talk."

study.

Zhao Qian and Yi Sheng walked into the room and closed the door politely and consciously.

"Sit." Yi Sheng motioned.

Zhao Qian sat down.

"You...know that Shen Heqiu recently accepted an invitation from a talent show guest?" Zhao Qian said.

Regarding this matter, after Yi Sheng heard it from Shen Heqiu last night, he had already asked someone to investigate.

Yi Sheng: "Yes, I know."

"What's the matter? It's just singing, he can do whatever he wants." Yi Sheng laughed, "As long as it's not murder and arson."

Zhao Qian stared at Yi Sheng inexplicably: "...you know, it's not about this problem."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Yi Sheng immediately said, "Heqiu, why can't you sing?"

He had thought about the young man's partner before, but it just so happened that the matter of Yi Pengcheng made him so annoyed that he couldn't get away for a while, and the investigation would be over.

Zhao Qian sat on a soft sofa chair with a serious expression: "Boss Yi, let me confirm with you again."

"Really, do we have to be with Qiu?"

Zhao Qian was cautious, he didn't want to tell about Shen and Qiu too easily.

Shen Heqiu has a soft temper, so Zhao Qian has always been more cautious in this matter.

"What are you referring to?" Yi Sheng paused, "Does it mean the treatment in the agreement, or my personal feelings?"

Without waiting for Zhao Qian to speak, he said softly, "It's okay, you don't need to answer."

"Because it's both."

Whether it's Little Nightingale's singing voice, or just Shen Heqiu.

For him, it is unique and unique.

Zhao Qian looked complicated: "..."

How can such a good overlord be such a love brain?

But that's fine too.

Zhao Qian took a deep breath: "Shen and Qiu couldn't sing because of a previous national concert."

Yi Sheng frowned, a national concert?

"The one held in Binshi?" Yi Sheng asked.

Zhao Qian was surprised: "Yes."

"You know?"

Yi Sheng: "Yes."

Basically, he will go to every concert of Shen Heqiu. After all, the only antidote to his insomnia is Shen Heqiu's singing.

So he almost never missed the other party's concert, except for the one in Binshi, where he just flew abroad and happened not to be in China.

Zhao Qian was just surprised by this question, and then continued.

"Something happened at that concert."

"Someone... sneaked into the backstage and put something in the water cup for Shen Heqiu to drink. When he performed on stage," Zhao Qian paused as he said this, with an ugly expression on his face, "he had a problem with his throat, Can't make a sound."

"Although he was sent to the hospital for treatment in time, and the root cause of the disease was not found, but... since then, he has never been able to sing in front of others."

Zhao Qian let out a sigh of relief, and he can still recall the anger and unbelievable emotions back then.

In order to prevent a fanatical fan from sneaking in, the backstage of the concert should have been well-secured by the staff.

However, something went wrong.

And they were in a hurry to send Shen Heqiu to the doctor, and they didn't have the energy to find out who did it in time.

When I returned to check the video later, I found that the surveillance video should have been transferred, and the water cup that could be obtained was nowhere to be seen.

"We can only preliminarily speculate that it might have been drugged by radical fans. The agency also didn't spend any more energy to investigate because Shen and Qiu had problems, and they were afraid that the fans would make a fuss."

Zhao Qian's eyes were sore: "He can't sing, probably because he's scared."

Once he stood on the stage and sang in front of others, those seemingly enthusiastic audiences might be the murderers who wanted to poison his voice.

Those gazes coming from off the stage may be like sharp knives, which will hurt when cut on the body.

"The dose of that medicine is quite large, and it is probably aimed at hurting his throat."

Zhao Qian said, laughing suddenly, his voice was very low: "Did you know? Shen and Qiujiao are in terrible pain."

So when he stood on the stage, squeezed the microphone tightly, and his throat was so sore that he couldn't even make a sound, there should have been

Yi Sheng's eyes turned red when he heard that.

Of course he knew Shen and Qiu's Green Mansion

Yi Sheng's throat was stagnant, and his voice was hoarse: "Mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Zhao Qian shook his head.

Yi Sheng took out a cigarette from the inside pocket of his suit, pressed the lighter, and lit the cigarette.

The smoke filled the air, and the flickering sparks set off his complexion, his handsome eyebrows were pressed down, fierce and sharp: "I will investigate this matter."

Wait until he finds out the person who drugged...

Yi Cheng chuckled, his eyes darkened, and the low air pressure all over his body showed his bursting anger.

Better...don't let him find someone.

In the silence, there was a sudden knock on the door of the study.

Shen Heqiu stood outside the door, obediently raised his hand and knocked on the door three times.

"Come in." Yi Sheng put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then raised his voice.

Shen Heqiu held the doorknob with one hand, and opened the door cautiously: "Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi."

In his hand was a plate containing two small puddings, which shook slightly as he walked.

Shen and Qiu had to be careful, for fear that the pudding would slip out of the plate.

Yi Sheng D Shen Heqiu put the plate on the table, as if he had accomplished something important, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the unhappiness in his heart gradually dissipated.

Yi Sheng said, "What is this for?"

Shen Heqiu laughed with ease, and there was a slight joy in his tone: "Aunt Liu made a lot of pudding... I can't finish it, so share some with you."

Zhao Qian asked coldly, "What about me?"

Shen Heqiu blinked slowly: "...wealthy too."

Zhao Qian's eyebrows were furrowed into knots: "Don't call me rich!"

Zhao Qian looked at D's stupid cub and felt that he couldn't be saved.

He finished the pudding and stood up: "I'm going back to the company first."

"Tomorrow I will pick you up to try in the recording studio. Remember to ask for some time off from your coffee shop."

Shen Heqiu gave an obedient "um" and said, "I, I have already asked for leave, and I just need to go to the coffee shop on weekends, and that's fine."

Zhao Qian nodded and waved his hand: "Let's go."

Only Shen, Qiu and Yi Cheng were left in the study.

"Is the pudding delicious?" Yi Sheng was gentle, and his voice was gentle when he asked the question.

But the lingering smell of smoke lingering at the tip of his nose, and the frowning of Yi Cheng when he just opened the door and walked in, are all telling Shen and Qiu

Mr. Yi is not in a good mood.

Shen Heqiu was a little nervous, he hurriedly replied: "Okay, delicious."

Upon hearing this, Yi Sheng picked up the plate and handed it over: "Does Heqiu still want to eat? If you want to eat, I'll give you this too."

When Shen Heqiu heard this, he shook his head quickly. He wanted to give the pudding to Mr. Yi. Eating something sweet would improve his mood.

"No, don't eat, here you are, you!"

Shen Heqiu quickly covered their mouths, he spoke too hastily, and was afraid of speaking badly, so he clumsily bit his own tongue, tearing from the pain.

It hurts.

Shen Heqiu only felt that the tip of his tongue was so painful that he was numb from the pain.

"What's wrong?" Yi Sheng D, Shen Heqiu suddenly covered their mouths, their eyes were teary, and they were startled, "What's wrong with their mouths?"

He was afraid that he had hurt something, so he got up and bent over, took Shen Heqiu's hand from his mouth, and held his face for a closer look.

Shen Heqiu bit his tongue, afraid of touching the wound, he couldn't speak clearly: "Tongue, bite, bite."

The tip of the crimson tongue sticks out timidly, Nie Yicheng touches the wound.

Probably because of being bitten, a small part of the color has darkened.

"It hurts." Shen Heqiu whispered.

Yi Sheng's head buzzed as if someone had hit it with a hammer.

This kid, how can he pick up people, one at a time?

He wasn't afraid that one day, he couldn't hold back, and after really kissing someone, he abducted him to bed again.

Yi Cheng put his hands on Shen Heqiu's shoulders, the veins on the back of his hands were tense and protruding, and he managed to regain his senses: "Well, there's no bleeding, it's okay."

"Spray it with painkiller spray later and it won't hurt."

Shen Heqiu withdrew the tip of his tongue, looking as soft as a freshly steamed sweet cake, and replied trustingly: "En."

Yi Sheng returned to Yusi, so he left first. Before leaving, he also packed strawberry milk pudding with him.

As soon as Lin Chengjun entered the office door, he saw a small pudding on Yi Sheng's desk.

"Yo, where did this come from?"

"Boss Yi, don't you like sweets?"

Yi Sheng raised his eyelids and glanced at Lin Chengjun: "Change the taste today."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Lin Chengjun didn't tell the truth, and sat carelessly on the sofa opposite Yi Sheng.

"You said you want to investigate something, what is it?"

Yi Sheng put down the small fork that was eating pudding in his hand: "Half a year ago, at Heqiu's Binshi concert, the incident that broke out at that time was deliberately done."

He wandered around for entertainment.

"I'm the chief executive officer and the chief executive officer!

The author has something to say: I... woke up this morning and took a look at the nutrient solution. I was dumbfounded.jpg

Baby, why do you have so many nutrient solutions? ? ? ? ?

No, next time I add an update, I will set it higher! When 2500 arrives, I will add more!

Of course, it may also add happiness suddenly

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