prisoner of love

Lin Yi saw that his boss answered the phone, and then turned back to leave, so he hurriedly stopped him and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, where are you going?!"

The few people sitting in the meeting room also watched him step in with his front feet and retreat with his back feet. They hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Mr. Zhou! I have been waiting for a long time!"

Zhou Song stopped with his back to the conference room, and cursed in his heart, no one would let him worry!What the hell is he doing with all these trash?

He whispered to Lin Yi: "You suppress it for now, if you can't suppress it, then postpone it until tomorrow and I will deal with it."

After speaking, he strode back to the elevator entrance, but Lin Yi didn't dare to stop him, so he could only watch helplessly as his boss walked away on the hot wheels.

In the meeting room, Gu Yunzheng and Xu Yan exchanged glances, tacit understanding: it is probably the designer Xinghai who made a fuss again.Oh, you Zhou Song also have such a day, but you can toss others, sooner or later you will regret it!

Lin Yi took a deep breath, raised his legs and stepped into the meeting room, ready to accept the baptism of these veterans in turn.

Li Yanxi felt all kinds of cold instruments operating on his body in a daze. He didn't know if the doctor had given him some medicine. He wanted to wake up, but his consciousness was always blurred like something was separated by a layer. .

Finally, there was a brief stabbing pain in his arm, and he fell asleep again.

When Zhou Song saw the two bodyguards outside the ward, he wanted to kick them to death. Since this is a hospital where people come and go, it is not suitable to make noise, so he just glared at the dejected two, Ask with your eyes: how is the person?

Bodyguard No. [-] didn't dare to vent his anger, so No. [-] had to bite the bullet and report the situation.

"...Probably the situation is like this... Fortunately, there is no serious injury, nor is there any bone injury. It's just some skin trauma, and the brain was also photographed, but it's just on the door..." Bodyguard No. [-] said while sneaking a glance Zhou Song's complexion, seeing that the other side's complexion was as dark as before, continued to say when it didn't get darker: "I slapped the door panel and swelled up. The doctor said it would take about a week to disappear. The rubbing on my body The injury is similar, oh, and the tongue is also injured, it must have been knocked..."

After Zhou Song listened to it, he drank in a low voice: "You can see a living person like this, a bunch of trash!"

"Yes, yes, waste, waste... Mr. Zhou, please calm down!"

Zhou Song gently pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

When bodyguard No. [-] saw the person leaving, he leaned over and said in a low voice, "Who are you calling trash? You? Trash Mr. Zhou? Bold..."

"You fucking shut up!"

"Hey, actually... the injury he suffered from falling down the stairs is not as serious as Mr. Zhou himself! Look at that big bag on his head..."

"... If you don't fucking shut up, I will clean up Mr. Zhou's house today." Bodyguard No. [-] couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to drag this partner out and beat him up violently to relieve his hatred.

Standing in front of Li Yanqi's hospital bed, Zhou Song watched a ray of light coming in from the window on the sleeping man. There was a strange emotion surging in his heart. He frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't understand what it was. What kind of feeling is it? If you say it is distressed, he never relents when he beats Li Yanqi. If you say it is worried, he drove here without exceeding the speed limit. He can wait patiently when encountering traffic lights. It's not distressed or worried, so what is it?

Because it depends on the scratches on the body, Li Yanqi is lying naked on the upper body, the sun shines on the fair skin, and the tiny blood vessels under the thin skin can be seen clearly, and the black hair is covered quietly. In front of the forehead, it made people paler, and the snow-white quilt covering his chest undulated with his slight breathing, and his thin body was buried in this whiteness, as if in the next second, Li Yanqi would follow this The whiteness that swallowed everything disappeared, thinking of this, Zhou Song actually heard his heartbeat speeding up.

bang bang bang bang—

There is a strange emotion that burns and roasts him in his heart, as if it is going to pierce through his heart, but he doesn't understand it, and he doesn't want to analyze it. He is used to being a superior person, and he is used to being in charge of everything, other people's, his own. But now, seeing Li Yanqi, who is his self-proclaimed prey, lying unconscious on the sickbed, he was caught off guard by the sudden strange emotion in his heart, and he wanted to erase it.

But as long as he stays for one more second and looks at the sickly Li Yanqi for one more second, this kind of emotion will grow uncontrollably, which makes him feel a little irritable when he is at a loss, so he stares at the sleeping Li Yanqi for a while. The man turned around resolutely and left the ward.

Author's gossip: I was too busy yesterday, I didn't have time to update...