I didn't catch it, they are inferior and they will bite

The door next door opened, and there was the sound of a wheelchair sliding.

"Why did you drink so much?" Si Rong's voice sounded a little tired, and it seemed that someone had disturbed his dream.

"Not many! Absolutely not many! Only little ants... so little."

Si Rong said "hmm": "Understood, let's go to sleep."

His tone was the same as when Yinyao first met him, without any emotion.

"No, no, you can't sleep, I heard that your surgery was successful today, I...I have to congratulate you, come! Cheers!"

Si Rong's sigh came: "Thank you, go to sleep."

"No, no, let me tell you, my dear Rong Rong, you have to thank me for this, that... cornea, I found it! For you, I... I spent three years raising one... "

Yinyao raised his eyebrows, and pressed his ears against the door panel.

What did you raise, let’s continue talking.

"Rongrong! I really like you, you know."

Well, this man is really a ghost, even after drinking like this, he still doesn't forget to stick to his ulterior secret.

"I don't want to get married, that Yinyao, I can't even compare to a single hair of yours, Rongrong, let's live a good life in the future, even if you finally... split into a beta, it doesn't matter, I just like you, I like you." .”

Hearing this sentence, Yinyao burst out laughing.

The irrational Liao Yuanyu turned out to be not as thoughtful as a monkey.

"What do you mean by that?" Unexpectedly, although Si Rong's tone was still smiling, there was no hint of a smile in it.

"Can have... what do you mean, he Yinyao really thinks he is something rare? A bastard from a slum, with a shabby smell all over his body, I can see him? I...I'm crazy!"

Yinyao wasn't annoyed, instead she cooperatively pulled her skirt and sniffed it.Liao Yuanyu is worthy of being a high-quality Alpha, and he can still smell such an abstract concept as poor and sour.

"Mr. Liao, if you don't want to marry Secretary Yin, I hope you don't delay him, and don't speak ill of him behind his back. This is my last chance for you. Go to bed now and don't make me angry, okay?" Si Rong The voice is very gentle.

"Rong Rong! I'm so sad, you actually accused me of a bastard."

There was a loud "bang", followed by the sound of intimate kissing between the flesh and the floor.

Si Rong raised one leg and stepped on Liao Yuanyu's chest, a thin white foot was exposed under the slightly empty trousers.He bent down, his dull eyes didn't know where he was looking, but his expression was still calm and gentle:

"Tell me, what is a bastard?"

Liao Yuanyu lay on the ground, staring at Si Rong with love in his eyes, as if he didn't listen to what he said at all.

"No one can choose their origin. Just because you're lucky enough to have a good baby, doesn't mean you can trample on other people's dignity." Si Rongzai deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of waking Yinyao up.

In fact, the protagonist they mentioned, Comrade Yinyao, had already listened to the comedy for more than ten minutes at the door.

"Mr. Liao, the so-called bastards, like you, have been stepped on by our YS and have no chance to stand up. Do you understand now?"

"Why? Why, why did you treat me like this because of Yinyao? I don't even care that you are a beta, why can't you understand my mind?" Liao Yuanyu's voice was sad, and he didn't sound aggrieved.

But it seemed that Si Rong didn't pay attention to him anymore. After a slight sound of the door closing, Liao Yuanyu seemed to be tired too. Driven by alcohol, he started snoring at Si Rong's door.

After waiting for a long time, Yinyao gently opened the door.

He walked to the side of Liao Yuanyu who was soundly asleep, and looked down at him.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel his ridiculous appearance at the moment.

In the past, I really loved him. Although I didn't like him, I also understood that this person gave me a chance, so that such a contemptible inferior O could take root in the first district and even get lost in the first district. Under his hypocritical tenderness.

It's just that now I'm awake, so what I have to do is——

Yinyao slowly withdrew one leg, then swung forward vigorously and kicked him hard in the face.

Hearing Liao Yuanyu's painful groan in his sleep, he patted the toe of his shoe as if he thought it was dirty, and turned back to the room calmly.

Early the next morning, a hangover Liao Yuanyu was sitting at the dining table, listless.

He didn't remember what happened last night at all. When he woke up, he was lying in front of Si Rong's room, with burning pain on his face. When he looked in the mirror, his nose was bleeding, and his left cheek was swollen into a bun.

But it doesn't matter, it can't stop him from being happy. I heard that Si Rong's surgery was successful yesterday, and the stitches will be removed in a week. At that time, he and Si Rong can fly side by side. As for Yinyao... …

Yinyao?Who, do not know, do you know?

I don't know how Xu En's affairs are going, but if there are no accidents, the bastard from the slums has probably sunk into the bottom of the sea, fulfilling the only value of his existence.

"Good morning, Miss Wang, I'm going to the company for breakfast today."

Thinking of Yinyao, Liao Yuanyu felt as if he was hallucinating.

The man with a slender figure and a straight waist slowly came down from the second floor with his computer bag.

Even if she dismissed him, she was still taken away by his charming figure.

"Secretary Yin is so diligent." Sister Wang smiled and walked to Liao Yuanyu with a plate, "Mr. Liao, I made you hangover soup. Drink some to make you feel better."

Liao Yuanyu stood up suddenly, his eyes moved slowly following Yinyao's back, and he murmured unconsciously:

"He, who is he..."

Sister Wang covered her mouth with a smile: "Hey Mr. Liao, what did you play so early in the morning that you don't even remember your little lover? I think you really drank a lot."

Yinyao raised the corners of his mouth, listening to Liaoyuan roar in disbelief:

"Why didn't he die! It's impossible to be alive! Whose cornea was transplanted by Si Rong?!"

Yinyao fumbled into the car. Today's driver has changed from Uncle Tan to a young guy. It was the first time he saw Yinyao. He just glanced at Yinyao in the rearview mirror and immediately straightened his back, his face flushed. Speech is also a bit stuttering:

"Hello Secretary Yinyin, I am the new driver Ade."

"Hello." Yin Yao smiled and nodded at him.

Ade lowered his head, wanting to look at him a few more times, but felt that he had offended him, blushing all the way, when he arrived at the door of the company, he enthusiastically came over to help Yinyao open the door, and put his hand on the doorframe thoughtfully for fear that Yinyao would hit him head.

Yin Yao heard a voice shouting excitedly all the time: "Secretary Yin is so cute! Can I treat him to dinner? But I heard that he is the boss's lover, hey, I am a little driver, and I am still a useless beta. There will never be an opportunity like this in my life.”

Yinyao stopped, took out a sandwich bread from his pocket and handed it over: "Ade, if you don't mind, eat this."

Afraid of being late for work on the first day, Ade almost cried because he didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

He felt that he was blessed by the heavens, so he stretched out his hands to take the bread devoutly.

He smelled the aroma of Yinyao left on the bag of bread, and his eyes burst into excitement with excitement, so much so that this bread became his family heirloom later.

As soon as he entered the office, Yinyao smelled the elegant fragrance of roses in the air again. He walked to the table and found a small heart-shaped card from a large bouquet of pink roses in full bloom. However, because the line of sight of the person writing is not yet clear, several characters are inevitably squeezed together.

[Good morning, Secretary Yin, remember to eat on time. 】

Thinking of the man who ruthlessly grabbed Liao Yuanyu by the corner of his clothes last night and asked him "what is a bastard", Yin Yao smiled.

But the card full of love was thrown into the trash can along with the bouquet.

He went to the tea room to make a cup of coffee to refresh himself, but as soon as he walked to the door, he heard chatter coming from inside.

Employee A: "Have you heard? It seems that a consortium is going to take a stake in our group."

Employee B: "I heard that I didn't sleep well all night. You said that our company will not change hands. I heard that the old employees of such a company are very miserable, and they are all taken care of by the new employees from the head office. bullying."

Employee C: "The fucking consortium is the most unreasonable existence. The country's economic lifeline is controlled by them. The country will be named after the consortium. I also heard that the consortium will be airborne next week. Let's clean up. Find another way."

Yinyao is a little strange. If it is true that the consortium forcibly bought shares as these employees said, as the secretary of the executive director, he will not be ignorant of this. It's changed.

Yinyao didn't pay much attention to it either, probably because everything not handled by him was regarded as rumors.

He was holding a coffee cup, his nose filled with the strong aroma of coffee, and a good day started.

Yinyao touched his watch, counting lightly in his mouth:

"Ten, nine, eight—"

But after the last number "one" was exited, hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Sure enough, all of them were within his calculation range, that Liao Yuanyu who had confirmed with many parties at home finally came in a hurry, and rushed straight to Yinyao's office as soon as he arrived.

Hearing the loud sound comparable to the removal of a door panel, he immediately raised his head and followed the sound.

Guessing that this person was probably calling Taoist priests everywhere at home to ask if he was haunted, so he didn't arrive until ten o'clock.

Yin Yao raised his hands and sat upright, with a gentle smile on his face: "Mr. Liao, what's the matter, I'm in a hurry."

Looking at Yinyao who was sitting there like a painting, Liao Yuanyu's outstretched hand paused in the air, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

He swallowed hard, withdrew his hand, and scratched his forehead as if to cover up: "How about the results of yesterday's physical examination."

"Thanks to you, everything is going well and you are in good health."

"Then...that's fine."

Liao Yuanyu rubbed his fingers, and seemed to muster up his courage before opening his mouth vaguely: "Yinyao, there is something I have to say sorry to you first, that is, the matter of getting married."

Yinyao pretended to be surprised: "What happened to the marriage?"

"Maybe the wedding date has to be postponed. The original wedding date happened to collide with a lot of work. If these jobs are left behind, it will cause a lot of losses to the company. You can understand."

Yinyao smiled: "It's okay, everything is on your side. It just so happens that I also think that the wedding date is not very festive, and it's okay to postpone it. Today, I'll find someone who understands the date, so you don't have to worry about it."

Liao Yuanyu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Yinyao say that.

"That you're busy."

After sending Liao Yuanyu away, Yinyao finally relaxed. He leaned on the back of the swivel chair, skillfully turning the pen with his thin white fingertips.

It seems that Si Rong didn't tell him all about what happened last night, he was so drunk that he probably couldn't remember what he did, he was a little disappointed, and wanted to see his colorful expression like a flower.

But some people really don't talk about it. As soon as they finished talking about him, a message came from this end.

[Secretary Yin, did Rose receive it? ——Si Rong]

Yinyao didn't want to waste time replying to his message, so he deleted the message casually.

But Si Rong is like a dead-headed person. Even if he doesn't get any response from Yinyao, he still insists on asking someone to send roses to his office every day. The date of stitch removal started counting down.

The more I saw this kind of news, the more angry Yin Yao felt.

After get off work, he went straight to Si Rong's bedroom, knocked on the door, and said:

"This is my last warning to you. You are not allowed to send flowers or send messages in the future. See you at the police station again."

Si Rong leaned against the door frame, gently stroking the handle of the wheelchair with his fingers, and said in a disappointed tone, "Then what can I do, can you make a list for me?"

"Do whatever you want, as long as it has nothing to do with me."

"Can I miss you?"

"No."

Si Rong smiled: "I try to control it as much as possible."

Then, he lowered his head slightly:

"Sorry for bothering you."

Yinyao frowned: "It's good that you know, so you can obediently stop bothering me, right?"

Si Rong straightened up, with a proper standard smile on his face: "I see."

But some people just forget to eat but not to fight. Although they promised well, the next day, the first thing they did when they woke up was to send a message to Yinyao.

[Secretary Yin, I'm going to have my stitches removed today. If you are the first person I see when I open my eyes, maybe all the regrets I have in the first half of my life can be made up for. 】

As everyone knows, Yinyao didn't even see the text message Yinyao wrote word by word while holding the phone. After all, Yinyao had dragged his number into the blacklist long ago.

Yinyao was sitting in the office, on the table was a bouquet of delicate pink roses, with a small card attached:

[Secretary Yin, don't be too tired, pay attention to rest. 】

Looking at Pink Rose, who was useless no matter what he said, and who was so shameless no matter what he said, he rubbed his temples in pain, feeling a throbbing pain in his head.

If this continues, everyone will know about the trouble between the two of them, then Liao Yuanyu will definitely not be able to contain the fire, and his plan will have to be suspended.

Now, I have to, I have to think of a way to make Si Rong dislike him for being far away from him.