After marrying a vegetative boss

Seeing Feng Zhuojun's expression change, Baiyao asked, "Did something happen?"

Feng Zhuojun hung up the phone, "A customer said he wanted me to pick it up in person."

Bai Yao frowned: "Is the platoon so big?"

Feng Zhuojun was also a little unhappy: "It's a very important cooperation, but it's just an agent, so I won't pick it up in person."

"Then what should we do, throw people at the airport?"

Feng Zhuojun picked up the chopsticks again: "It's fine if you don't want to leave, then let her continue to wait at the airport, let's eat."

Baiyao didn't have the courage of Feng Zhuojun. Although he felt that the agent had a lot of things to do, it seemed a bit bad to just leave him there, but seeing that Feng Zhuojun was not in a hurry, he didn't worry anymore.

He believed in Feng Zhuojun and believed that he had his own principles of handling things.

An Min waited at the airport for an hour. She hid in the dark and saw that the person Feng Zhuojun sent to pick her up was still looking for her at the airport, but Feng Zhuojun did not show up for a long time.

Can't help but feel a little frustrated.

She thought that because of her relationship with Feng Zhuojun, the other party would greet her in person as an old friend.

I didn't expect Feng Zhuojun to be so cruel.

Her name is An Min, the overseas director of Anton Group, and Feng Zhuojun's ex-fiancee.

If nothing happened to Feng Zhuojun, he would probably be Feng Zhuojun's wife by now.

There is no chance that it will be that boy named Baiyao's turn.

But now that she's back, then _Qian should also return to the original track.

An Min had Feng Zhuojun's phone number, this time, she called Feng Zhuojun directly.

When Feng Zhuojun saw an unfamiliar call on his mobile phone, he thought it was a harassing call, so he hung up immediately.

An Min looked at the hung up phone angrily, and called for the second time.

Baiyao looked at the phone ringing again, and said to Feng Zhuojun: "It should not be a nuisance call, you should answer it quickly."

After listening to Baiyao, Feng Zhuojun connected the phone.

Seeing that the call was finally connected, An Min's expression eased, and she whispered into the phone, "Leaving a beautiful woman at the airport, Mr. Feng's behavior is not a gentleman at all."

However, Feng Zhuojun's voice was cold: "Who are you?"

One sentence made An Min choke.

Enduring it, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm An Min."

"An Min?" Feng Zhuojun thought for a while, and finally found the source of the name in his mind.

"So it's Mr. An."

Seeing that Feng Zhuojun finally remembered who she was, An Min forced herself to show a distorted smile.It's not easy.

"Mr. Feng, I haven't had lunch yet, and I've been waiting for you at the airport."

Feng Zhuojun looked like he didn't understand: "Boss An doesn't need to wait for me, I've sent someone to pick up Boss An, and I heard that Boss An didn't show up, so I thought that Boss An has a special liking for the airport."

Hearing Feng Zhuojun's sarcasm, An Min could no longer hold back her temper.

"You've got a soft spot for the airport. Come pick me up, right now."

Feng Zhuojun no longer pretended to be stupid with An Min, no one had lost his temper yet.

It's just an overseas person in charge, and he's playing big cards with him here.

"No. In addition, I have already asked my people to leave the airport. I heard that Mr. An is also a native of the Imperial Capital. I believe you can go to the city by yourself." "Hang up."

Just as Feng Zhuojun was about to hang up, he suddenly heard someone say, "Wait."

Xu was afraid that Feng Zhuojun would not give her a chance to finish, An Min quickly said: "You will regret it if you don't come, I know Baiyao's secret. People in the world over there have already started looking for him."

"!"

Feng Zhuojun's pupils suddenly dilated.

Show a shocked expression.

Although An Min's words didn't match the preamble, but Feng Zhuojun understood.

An Min even said that in that world...

that world...

The world that Baiyao's soul traveled to.

He pursed his lips: "I'll pick you up."

Bai Yao looked at Feng Zhuojun: "Do you want to go?"

Feng Zhuojun showed a sorry expression to Baiyao: "Sorry, I can't accompany you."

Bai Yao showed a gentle smile: "It's okay, work is important."

Feng Zhuojun drove to the airport, and the way to the airport happened to be on the way home with Baiyao, so Feng Zhuojun delivered Baiyao home first.

Bai Yao returned home and took a nap first.

This sleep lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon.

After waking up, I played with the children for a while.

The sunflowers in the yard bloomed, and Bai Yao set up the easel in the yard.

He was wearing a plain white shirt with paint all over the side.

—Draw until the sun is about to set, and the color of the sky is no longer dazzling.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that it was time to eat again, Baiyao called Feng Zhuojun as usual.

However, no one answered the phone.

Feng Zhuojun seldom doesn't answer the phone at this time, because he knows that Baiyao will definitely call him, so he will deliberately set aside time.If he was really too busy with work, he would definitely tell Baiyao in advance.

Listening to the sound of no one answering the phone for a long time, and finally the system automatically hanging up, Bai Yao always felt a little flustered.

He could only comfort himself, maybe Feng Zhuojun really had something urgent and it was too late to tell him.

Feng Zhuojun couldn't get through on the phone, at [-] o'clock in the evening, Baiyao had no choice but to call Feng Zhuojun's assistant.

"Are you Mr. Feng busy today?"

The assistant was also at a loss: "Mr. Feng is not in the company all afternoon, it seems that he has gone to pick up Mr. An."

Haven't picked it up yet?

"It's okay, thank you then."

Baiyao hung up the phone, for some reason, the feeling of uneasiness became stronger.

Feng Zhuojun is his heaven, his home, and his pillar.

It seems that with him, everything makes people feel at ease.

This was the first time that he felt flustered because of Feng Zhuojun.

Old Madam Feng also asked him: "Yao Yao, why hasn't Zhuo Jun come back today?"

It's fine for him to be flustered alone, and Mrs. Feng can't be worried with him, so he said: "He talked about a client today, and he will come back later."

Come. ”

Bai Yao returned to the bedroom, turned on the phone to check the time again.

However, he found that he had received a text message on his mobile phone.

"Thousand Moon Hotel, Room 303."

An inexplicable room number.

However, after a while, the man sent him another picture.

It was a photo of Feng Zhuojun lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Feng Zhuojun grabbed a hand on his tie, as if he was untying his tie.

Those were not Feng Zhuojun's hands, but a pair of... women's hands with red nail polish.

Hotel... woman.

This crazy hint, Baiyao is a fool if he doesn't understand it.

He believed that it was absolutely impossible for Feng Zhuojun to do anything wrong to him, and the only explanation was that something happened to Feng Zhuojun.

He was going to find Feng Zhuojun.

The man seemed to be monitoring Bai Yao's mood, and the next second, he sent another text message.

"Don't let the driver of Feng's family follow, take the bus by yourself. Tianqiao Road, the last bus."

It's all weird.

Of course, Baiyao couldn't put himself in danger and asked the driver to take him to Qianyue Hotel.

However, the driver tried the navigation, but couldn't find the Qianyue Hotel.

Instead, he got lost on the way down the mountain.

The car seemed to have lost its direction, and no matter how I drove it, it seemed to be circling in circles.

Another text message on the phone.

"get off."

I don't know where the courage came from, and I knew that I shouldn't get out of the car at this time, but human beings' curiosity about unknown things and worry about Feng Zhuojun still defeated reason.

Bai Yao gently said to the driver: "Stop here."

Baiyao got off the bus, only to find that the stop was at a bus stop.

The stop sign is a bit worn out, the words of the starting station have been scratched off, but the ending station clearly says: Qianyue Hotel.

It’s weird.

Baiyao is usually a little road-crazy, especially now at night, and he can't see things around him.

The roads here are very familiar, but why doesn't he remember that there are buses here?

Just as he was thinking, a beam of light came from not far away.

A bus came slowly.

The car door opened in front of Baiyao, and the feeling of panic became stronger.

Baiyao took a deep breath and got on the bus.

He has no habit of bringing cash, and is about to open Meituan and scan the QR code to pay.

After finding the payment code, I realized that this bus does not have a code scanning machine, only a coin slot.

This is very embarrassing.

He raised his head and said to the driver through the protective door: "Uncle, I don't have cash with me. Can you add a WeChat account, and I will transfer the money to you through WeChat." The driver turned his head when he heard this.

It was only then that Baiyao realized that this driver was more ferocious than he had imagined.

There is a deep and long scar from the corner of the eye to the neck, like a centipede with multiple claws.

Bai Yao was taken aback.

But his grandfather told him from a very young age that you shouldn't judge people by their appearance, so he suppressed his disgust.

The driver spoke at this time, his voice was cold.

That kind of lifeless, mechanical coldness.

"No need to pay, there are still seats in the last row, choose a seat and sit down."

Bai Yao smiled gratefully and looked into the carriage.

There was no one in the whole car.

The driver is really strange, why he just said that there is no one in the last row.

He likes the location near the lower door.

So go and sit down.

However, this sitting, he felt something was wrong.

This is definitely not the feeling of sitting on a stool, it seems to be sitting on some cold soft cushion, even a bit like human legs.

A haggard voice sounded out of nowhere.

"Young man, what are you doing sitting on my old man's lap, get up, get up, it's about to break."

Bai Yao stood up in fright.

A cold sweat broke out from behind, and when I looked at the seat just now, there was nothing, it was empty.

Is this some new trick game?

Everything he experienced today was beyond Baiyao's understanding.

He tentatively stretched out his hand and touched the seat again.

It's like he's... touched the skin.Aged wrinkled skin.

The voice just now made the sound of angrily jumping feet again.

"Young man, why are you perverted? Why are you touching my face? I'm an old man, and you still want to tease me!"

Bai Yao felt cold all over.

He seemed to have really seen a ghost.

He tried again; he groped towards the other seats, wanting to see if this one was the only one like this.

However, as soon as his hand reached the side, he was stopped by a force.

To be exact, he was pulled by the arm.

"Are you crazy? It's fine if you wake me up, but you still have to wake up this fierce god. Do you know how he died? He is a murderer, you don't want to die?"