Male God Transformation Project [Rebirth]

The butler took the call and was immediately stunned. Feng Che's text message?Could Feng Che be that handsome man who was invited to the celebration banquet by Master Ling Zimo in the evening?

What is the relationship between him and the young master? Why is the young master as sensitive as stepping on a landmine when he hears his name now.

"I, it's better not to read it." The butler hesitated, he didn't want to read it out, and then asked Ling Zimo to beat him up.

However, Ling Zimo, who didn't know it, always thought that the text message was from his grandfather, and suddenly thought of playing a prank.

Hmph, it must have been something like Grandpa said again, which disgusted the housekeeper.If this is better, he must make the housekeeper sick.

"If there is anything you dare not read, I asked you to read it, so you can read it boldly." Ling Zimo said with confidence.

Ling Zimo looked around, then looked at Ling Zimo again, and kept his voice down very low, as if he was a thief, for fear that others would hear him.

"I didn't mean to hug you in the evening, it's really my body..."

"Stop!" Ling Zimo realized that the short breath was wrong halfway through hearing it, WC, hug?This word is so ambiguous, do you know it?

The butler was frightened by Ling Zimo's serious face, and stepped back timidly.

Woohoo, he just said that he didn't dare to read it, and the young master insisted on him reading it.

However, what did Feng Che mean by that, Master Hu?God, did he discover some big secret?Feng Che is a big man, why did he hug the young master?

Even the butler, who has always been fairly normal in his three views, began to dream about this short message.

Ling Zimo's face was covered with dark clouds, like the bottom of a black pot, it couldn't be darker anymore.

It's really unexpected, Feng Che chose to send himself a text message at this moment, and he had always thought it was a nasty text message from his grandfather, and he was thinking of disgusting the housekeeper, but the fact was ...Feng Che said that he hugged himself.

Damn, he felt that he couldn't calm down for an instant.

The aura around Ling Zimo is constantly increasing, he is like an iceberg now, anyone who approaches will be frozen into ice slag.

"Master, I, I didn't do it on purpose, yes, you asked me to read it." The housekeeper pretended to be crying without tears, it's true, he just obeyed the order of the young master, and didn't do what he shouldn't do Is the matter good? As for the content of the text message, it is the other party's cheating, so it has nothing to do with him.Why does the young master act like he is going to eat himself, it scares people to death.

"Why didn't you tell me who posted it in advance?" Ling Zimo was about to explode.

"I..." The butler really wanted to argue, you didn't tell me back then, but after thinking about it, forget it, he felt that the young master would definitely tear him to pieces on the spot if he said those words.

"Okay, throw away this phone and prepare a new one for me tomorrow." Ling Zimo ordered coldly, "That's right, especially that phone card, cancel my account immediately."

No, he must cut off any contact with Feng Che, that man is his poison, and when he meets Feng Che, he must be the one who loses miserably.

Hey, his face is that he lost all his face in front of the housekeeper today. He really didn't expect Feng Che's text messages to be so blatant... Shit, who hugged him? It was obviously helping him, but he was helping him by himself. upstairs.

Suddenly, Ling Zimo thought of the scene of Feng Che and himself in the corner of the yacht in the evening, and his heart couldn't help trembling. Hey, well, it's an hug, but please don't say it so bluntly, okay?

Infuriating.

"But, young master..." The butler hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it.

Ling Zimo was afraid of the housekeeper, so let him speak up if he had anything to say in the future, it was better than having a misunderstanding and finally cheating himself.

"what happened?"

"This phone number was chosen for you by the old man himself, because this number is actually your birth date." The housekeeper said timidly, he didn't dare to throw away the gift that the old man gave to the young master, if the old man knew about it Now, the old man has to tear him apart right away. You know, in this family, you can offend anyone, but don't make the old man angry. The old man must have a hundred ways to make you unable to stay.

"What?" Ling Zimo was completely dumbfounded. A phone number also came with a date of birth. Is there any mistake? It was given by grandpa. Could it be that he can't change the phone number?

"Because it's a gift from the old man, so I don't dare to throw it away." Then, the housekeeper flattered and silently handed the phone to Ling Zimo. It means that he doesn't need to throw it away, but Ling Zimo can throw it away. Ah, when the time comes, the old man will blame him, and forget about his affairs.

Ling Zimo answered the phone silently.

Well, in fact, he admitted that he really touches this phone right now, okay?

"Then I'll come..." Ling Zimo had just finished speaking, when his phone rang again.

Ling Zimo looked at the caller ID, and sure enough, it was Feng Che's call.

This Feng Che, whether he is finished or not, why is his ghost always lingering? Could it be that what he said before was not clear enough?

Answering the phone angrily, Ling Zimo's tone was a bit blunt, yes, it could even be said to be angry.

"Mr. Feng, what can I do for you?"

Feng Che directly ignored Ling Zimo's tone, and said very calmly: "I apologize to you for what happened in the evening, and I called you to tell you that the bichon frizz I gave you needs to be fed for a day. Dog food three times."

What?Could it be that the gift Feng Che gave himself was a puppy?

How did he know that he likes dogs, and he likes bichon frize the most? God, this Feng Che is so weird. If he said that he and himself didn't know each other before, then he really didn't believe it, or Said, Feng Che has actually been paying attention to himself for a long time, but it's not right, he also just traveled here, and he has lost his memory, is it possible?Does Feng Che know who he was before he lost his memory?Thinking of hitting here, Ling Zimo suddenly felt that Feng Che was a little scary.

Without a reply from Ling Zimo, Feng Che's voice rang again on the other end of the phone: "The puppy's name is Blog, I hope you will treat him kindly."

Feng Che seemed to be sure that Ling Zimo would blog, which made Ling Zimo somewhat surprised.

Yes, if Feng Che gave other gifts, such as a piano, or a violin, he would definitely not appreciate it, because he would not have any attachment to such a commodity that can be exchanged for money. , but puppies are different. A puppy is a living body with emotions.

"How did you know that I would accept the puppy instead of throwing him away?" Ling Zimo was really curious, where did Feng Che get his confidence so much that he believed that he would accept the puppy.

"I'm not sure. I actually picked up the puppy on the road. I think you'll like it, so..."

"What did you say, you picked up the puppy from the road?" Ling Zimo was a little surprised. It turned out that the puppy was not bought, but a poor stray dog.

For a while, Ling Zimo felt more sympathy for the puppy he had never met.

I don't know what's going on, he seems to be born with no resistance to small animals, especially this kind of abandoned small animals, he will have an urge to protect them when he sees them.

"Yes, so, please accept it carefully, because I'm usually too busy with work, and I don't have much time to take care of him, so please." Feng Che's voice was low, speaking The speaking speed was also very slow, which made Ling Zimo listen very comfortably, and at the same time, he also forgot about Feng Che's cheating incident during the day.

"Okay, I'll accept your gift, but I won't forgive you because of this matter. Also, my phone, please don't call me again in the future, and don't send me any text messages, even if Not a single word is allowed!" When Ling Zimo said the text message, his tone became more serious.

Hmph, when he thought of the text message just now, he couldn't get angry. Feng Che wanted to completely destroy his good image of being wise and mighty. That's it.

"I protest." Feng Che said mischievously like a child.

Um?Did his ears hear correctly, what did Feng Che say just now?He actually said he was protesting?

Uh... It's really hard to imagine, Feng Che, who looks very serious on the outside, has a disfigured expression when he says these words.

Ling Zimo was about to say that the protest was invalid when Feng Che spoke again.

"As the former director of the pet, I should have the right to keep in touch with his next owner to get the latest developments of the pet, right?"

ah?Well, Feng Che's words seem quite reasonable, okay, he can't justify it.

"Also, the puppies need to be vaccinated tomorrow. A friend of mine opened a pet shop. Would you like me to take you there?" Feng Che took advantage of the situation to rob.

"No, I'll take him there by myself." Ling Zimo sweated wildly, he didn't want to see Feng Che right now.

"Well, fine." Feng Che didn't force it, and accepted it as soon as it was good.

"I'm sleepy, I want to rest early." Ling Zimo actually couldn't hold back his desire to see the dog. If he had known that the gift Feng Che gave him was a poor stray dog, he would definitely not refused.

"Rest early, sweet dreams." Feng Che's pleasant voice came.

Ling Zimo nodded, then hung up the phone.

Even Ling Zimo didn't realize that he had spent 10 minutes on the phone, and most of the time was spent on distraction.

"Master, then... should I throw this phone away, or not?" The butler's words sounded at the right time, and he had already guessed that Ling Zimo didn't want to throw this phone away now.

"Don't throw it away!" Seeing the smile on the housekeeper's face, Ling Zimo suddenly thought of the scene where he read Feng Che's text message just now, and Ling Zimo's mood dropped a bit.

Damn it, his dark history was discovered by the housekeeper.

"Master, why are you looking at me like this?" The butler suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat break out on his back. The look in the eyes of the young master was too scary. He didn't mean to kill someone, but he just knew a little about him. privacy only.

"Don't tell anyone what happened tonight, otherwise..." Ling Zimo said coldly, without ending, then turned and left.

Looking at the background of Ling Zimo's departure, the housekeeper wondered, people in the city are really hard to serve.