I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

With Wen Liu's consent, Wen Yu followed Wen Ziyang's car back home early.

"Doctor Wen." Someone behind them called to stop them.

Turning his head, it was a beautiful but aggressive face, and Wen Yu subconsciously leaned closer to Wen Ziyang.

Song Zhou smiled and nodded to Wen Yu who was behind Wen Ziyang, and when his brows and eyes stretched out, most of the bluffing hostility disappeared, "You are Xiao Yu, I am Qiu Lin's sister, can I borrow your sister for a few minutes to say something?" talk?"

"No..." Wen Yu grabbed Wen Ziyang's clothes.

Her keen sixth sense made her feel that the polite woman in front of her was not as harmless as she appeared on the surface.

"sister……"

"Yeah." Wen Ziyang patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "Go to the car first, I'll come over later."

Wen Yu wrinkled his nose, reluctantly got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and rolled down the window unwillingly to stare at the two of them.

The two were simply standing and talking, Song Zhou was leaning against the pillar in a loose posture, while Wen Ziyang put his arms around his chest to show a little defensiveness.

There is no excessive physical contact, just verbal confrontation, and the state of suppression and being suppressed can also be seen.

This is strange, Wen Yu has grown up so big, and he has never seen Wen Ziyang show such a rude expression to others.

In memory, even if he got angry again, Wen Ziyang never got angry at her, but even if Wen Yu was sitting in the car not close, he could clearly see that Wen Ziyang's neck was slowly turning red.

Angry like this?

In the end, Wen Ziyang took a stack of things from Song Zhou before turning back. When he turned his face, his expression had returned to calm, and he couldn't see anything strange.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems interesting to sister Ziyang." Jiang Jiang, who had already been sitting in the back seat, expressed his opinion.

Wen Yu turned back and stared at him, "You're blind, that's a girl."

Jiang Jianghui was confident, "Girls can't like sister Ziyang? Look at your sister's face, let alone girls, even aunts and grandmas can fall in love with her at a glance."

"You don't know how many patients in the hospital are rushing to get the number of Miss Ziyang."

"How do I know, I don't work in the hospital." Wen Yu looked away angrily, and patted Jiang Jiang's arm, "Hey, since you know so much about gossip, let me ask you something."

"Say, your elder brother Jiang has contacts all over the world, there is nothing you can't know."

"That one." Wen Yu pointed at Song Zhou, "Her sister knocked me unconscious with a volleyball that day."

"Song Qiulin? What's the matter, did she bully you again today?"

"No!" Wen Yu almost rushed forward to cover his mouth with the tweeter, "I want to ask her family...whether her parents are very strict with her, and she doesn't have any right to speak or freedom."

"You have a fever?" Jiang Jiang rested his palm on Wen Yu's forehead, "No, did you drink secretly?"

"No!"

"Then how did you imagine the plot of the dog-blood drama at eight o'clock in the evening?" Jiang Jiang poked Wen Yu's head with a smile, "My dear sister, it's 9102, and this script has long since ceased to be popular."

"What do you mean?"

"Are you serious? Why do you think Song Qiulin has no right to speak at home?"

"Just the one outside the car, Song Zhou. The Song family asked her to be an executive director this time, not a small executive manager. Her father is equivalent to handing over half of the company to her."

"Do you know what the first thing Song Zhou did after taking over the company?"

"what……"

"Directly transferred 20.00% of the shares to Song Qiulin's name. If you count the scattered shares floating outside, the combined shares of the two sisters are more than the Song family's couple."

"..."

Jiang Jiang's expression was rarely serious, "Do you know what the right to speak is, just like them."

Wen Yu's eyes flashed the image of Song Qiulin crying in the garden, and he felt a buzzing in his ears, and the restless anger rushed up like diesel fuel, and the heart monitor on his wrist immediately sounded an alarm.

"Lied to me?"

"Xiaoyu, do you want to take medicine?" Jiang Jiang took her hand, and immediately panicked after seeing the value on it, "It's more than 40 over the line, I Cao?"

"It's okay." Wen Yu pushed her hand away, gritted his teeth and patted his chest, "It's not illness, it's anger."

Jiang Jiang:? ? ?

When will my sister not be so secondary.

Wen Yu: Song Qiulin, right? I, Wen Yu, will never end with you in this life!

Wen Ziyang got into the car and threw the stack of things on the back seat with a cold face. Both of them immediately quieted down. Wen Yu asked her carefully.

"Sister, who is she?"

"patient."

Wen Ziyang seemed to be in a bad mood, but she had never joked about this kind of thing. Wen Yu couldn't help but look back from the middle rearview mirror out of curiosity.

A corner of the stack of documents was thrown out, and half of the title could be seen——Psychiatric Department of xx Hospital...

It really is.

Wen Ziyang's face was not good, and Wen Yu didn't even have the guts to ask her for help about changing shifts.

After returning home, Wen Yu drank a glass of milk under Wen Ziyang's supervision before crawling back to the room. Looking at his watch, it was still early, and immediately jumped out of bed again.

It's time for the good baby to go to bed, but Xiaobawang's nightlife has just begun.

In order to create a surprise effect, Wen Yu didn't announce the start of the broadcast in the group.

It took about 5 minutes before people came in one after another, and the barrage was unprecedentedly enthusiastic.

【ah! ! ! !Ruan Ruan, I thought you weren't coming! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Look what I brushed out! ! ! ! 】

[I was going to sleep peacefully with tears in my arms while holding the screen recorder, but you actually appeared! ! ! ! 】

"Hahaha, isn't it a surprise." Wen Yu supported Fumai, "As compensation, let me tell you a bedtime story tonight."

Although my heart is full of anger after being deceived by Song Qiulin, the fans are all biological and cannot be treated badly.

Stories before going to bed are much more laborious. Wen Yu often talks about dry mouth, but it's only half an hour later. She usually talks for a while and rests for a while.

【bed time story!Boss Qiu!Come name it! ! 】

[Who will inform the group? 】

When Song Qiulin's mobile phone was bombarded with news, she had just returned to her room, and she didn't even have time to change her clothes.

Zhang Youyuan: Why didn't you reply to the message?Are you on this number?

Zhang Youyuan: Call Sister Song!Level [-] alert!The situation is urgent!Please answer quickly!

The number she registered was the daily number, and Zhang Youyuan changed to this because she couldn't find her in the "Autumn" number.

Song Qiulin:?

Zhang Youyuan: Go to ow quickly!Ruanruan is live!Tonight, I want to make up for the fans to read a bedtime story, don't you have the privilege of being named once, go! ! !

Song Qiulin: You pay so much attention to her?

Zhang Youyuan choked, he didn't expect Song Qiulin's focus to be on this critical juncture.

Zhang Youyuan: I just wanted to know why you knew this streamer, and after the game ended that day, I secretly followed her to watch her live broadcast for a while, but I found out that this streamer is a treasure!

Zhang Youyuan: You also know that I have a bit of voice control, right? At first I paid attention to Li Yanran because of her nice voice, but who knew that this little anchor’s as r voice is so sexy, every night I was so excited that I couldn’t fall asleep!

Others came here for insomnia, Zhang Youyuan was different, she came looking for excitement.

Zhang Youyuan: Then I joined her fan group.

Zhang Youyuan: Speaking of this, go to OW!Don't you have the right to name, don't waste it!I live by pointing at this tonight.

naming rights.

It didn't say that it could only be used during live broadcast.

Song Qiulin relaxed his strength, leaned on the back of the chair, lowered his arms and waved to the cat in the distance, "Come here."

The little chubby cat came over, rubbed her head against her, and stretched out his mouth to lick her fingers.

Song Qiulin boarded the ow with a tablet, and paid special attention to the column where there was a number "1".

Wen Yu was still interacting with the barrage to select books, and the live broadcast assistant came to remind him.

The new function of ow's recent update, the leader of the list will have a special sound and subtitle special effect reminder when entering the live broadcast room, it's hard not to know.

[Boss Qiu is here! 】

[Sister Qiu, sister Qiu!Please look at the group, the sisters are ready for the material! 】

The fan group is frantically sharing material, all kinds of shameful lines, exaggerated romance, and there is no limit to one article. All fans who share resources hope that their opinions can be adopted by Qiu.

[Qiu: No rest today? 】

"It's still early, I can stay with you for a while." Wen Yu smiled and flipped through the book in his hand, "I told you in advance that I will never read those things in the group."

【Eh! ! ! !Didn't you agree that you can name them arbitrarily! ! ! ! 】

[Boss Qiu, hurry up and talk, how can there be such a wayward child! 】

【Qiu: Well, then don’t read it. 】

The author has something to say: Wen Yu: Song Qiulin, right? I, Wen Yu, will never end with you in this life!

Song Qiulin: Then the whole life will never end (laughs)

s: The next chapter finally becomes a cat