Long Aotian wears the wrong book

The air was silent for a while.

Xie Sixing stared at Yu Han, and his voice was slightly puzzled: "Singing...can you sing yourself like this?"

Xie Sixing had never participated in this kind of party where a bunch of people got together, so he naturally didn't understand why Yu Han could sing until his voice became hoarse.

Yu Han shook his head deeply: "You don't understand, when the love is strong, it will naturally be like this."

In order to show his strength, he used ten percent of his strength.

Recalling the awe-inspiring and admiring gazes of the people around him as soon as the curtain ended, Wen Han was very satisfied.

The scene was exactly the same as he expected.

In the past, when Long Aotian's department went out to sing as a group, he was pushed onto the stage by his colleagues in the same way, and he was strongly urged to show off his singing voice.

He could not refuse this kind invitation, and has been regarded as the king of singers ever since.

Every time they opened their voices, everyone looked deeply impressed, and won applause after the silence.

But I don't know if it's because people in this world haven't seen his mighty demeanor very much, the deterrent effect is beyond his expectation, and the song he sang is too magnificent, and the song that is said to be sung by very high-end equipment split.

So this party, which was supposed to last all night, had no choice but to end early, and Wenhan even felt a little unfinished.

Before leaving, Wenhan promised to compensate Qiao Lan for the loss of equipment.

At that time, Qiao Lan's eyes were empty, and she shook her head again and again: "No, it's because the equipment I bought is not worthy of Brother Han's heroic appearance, it's all my fault..."

Qiao Lan kept repeating that it was his own problem, and Yu Han knew that the aftertaste of shock had not passed, and it would take at least two or three days to ease, so he patted him on the shoulder, said to talk about it another day, and then drove home.

After the memory was over, Yu Han said to Xie Sixing: "It's a pity, you didn't come tonight, otherwise I would have seen my brother show off his glory."

"..."

Although he didn't know what was going on, Xie Sixing still bent his lips, and the depression lingering between his brows was swept away.

"Yes, it is indeed a pity."

He looked down at Yu Han, and there was a gentle ripple in his deep eyes.

It seemed that at the moment when Yuhan appeared, his dull and dull mood was instantly illuminated brightly and vividly like the lights on the aisle.

An empty place in my heart was also filled with an inexplicable emotion, overflowing with a little sweetness.

But the Lord didn't realize it, and glanced at the suit Xie Sixing was still wearing, and seemed to notice something, raised his eyebrows and said: "So you just came back."

Xie Sixing didn't tell him what time he was going to be home later, he thought he was the only one who came back in the middle of the night.

"En." Xie Sixing was still looking at him, and responded in a good mood.

Yu Han: "Oh, then why didn't you turn on the light just now?"

The moment the light suddenly came on just now, he almost thought that a thief had entered the house and was about to strike.

If it weren't for his good eyesight, he could see clearly that it was Xie Sixing standing in front of him, and at that moment he had already thrown a set of combined punches that could be called a masterpiece, which was enough to send the gangster flying ten meters away.

Hearing this, Xie Sixing pursed his lower lip, and looked at him quietly.

Recalling later that he went upstairs without turning on the light, Wenhan touched his nose: "Actually, I think it's a lot of trouble to turn it on and off."

Xie Sixing didn't know if he had believed it, so he nodded with a smile: "I see."

Yu Han didn't care whether he believed it or not, he raised his chin slightly and said, "You're blocking my door."

Xie Sixing stood in front of his door for a while just now, and just as he was about to leave, Wen Han came, so at this moment, he just blocked Wen Han from entering the door.

He moved away a little, and on the eve before Yu Han was about to open the door to go in, he suddenly stopped him again.

Wen Han's hand was on the doorknob, and he turned his head casually after hearing the words: "Is there anything else?"

Xie Sixing's eyes fell on Yu Han's vivid expression, he stared quietly for a few seconds, then bent down slightly.

Xie Sixing's action was caught off guard. Seeing his face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, Yu Han froze for a moment, and even forgot to react for a moment.

Time seemed to stop instantly, and Yu Han subconsciously clenched the doorknob.

Xie Sixing's face rested on his neck, the tip of his nose slightly raised, he took a light sniff, and then backed away.

"It smells like fruit juice, it looks like you haven't been drinking alcohol." Xie Sixing put one hand in his pocket, with an indistinct smile in his eyes, swaying gently with the light that fell in his eyes.

Yu Han came back to his senses: "?"

His fist hardened, and it looked like he was about to greet Xie Sixing in the next second, narrowing his eyes and saying, "How dare you doubt me?"

He keeps out the cold and does what he says, and he won't drink if he says he won't drink.

Facing the two burning flames in Shang Yuhan's eyes, Xie Sixing paused, and then firmly denied: "No, I..."

However, in the next second, the door was closed heavily in front of his eyes, and the wind blowing on Xie Sixing's face was biting to the bone.

The last words that Yu Han said before entering the door fell in the air, angrily and forcefully: "Hehe! Shu Ziganer!"

After staring at the closed door for a while, Xie Sixing suddenly laughed.

There was no movement from inside, but through a door, he said softly, "Have a good rest."

After saying this, he walked away.

Until the sound of steady footsteps disappeared at the end of the aisle, Yu Han leaned his back against the door, confirmed that Xie Sixing had left, and let go of his hunger.

When Xie Sixing approached him just now, warm breath swept across his neck in an instant. It was very hot, as if it was about to burn.

It's a little unnatural to keep out the cold right now, but it's much better after shutting people out.

Sure enough, it was much more comfortable not seeing that face.

Leaving the door, he planned to take a shower and go to bed.

But when he came out of the bathroom and was about to lie down on the bed and watch the video Qiao Lan sent him, there were two more knocks on the door.

Except for some man who dared to mess with his Dao heart, Yu Han couldn't think of who it was.

He walked to the door and said casually, "what are you doing?"

"Open the door, I'll make you a glass of honey water to moisten your throat." Xie Sixing's voice came from behind the door, extremely concise.

Wen Han snorted: "Just put it at the door."

"..." Xie Sixing said indifferently: "Wenhan, I didn't send it to takeaway."

The room was quiet for a moment, and then the door was opened from the inside, and the owner stood behind the door with folded arms, his haughty gaze fell on the glass in Xie Sixing's hand.

He said directly: "No drink, I don't need this."

His hoarse voice is the proof of his honor tonight!

Xie Sixing looked at him calmly: "Could it be that you want to go to the company tomorrow without even being able to speak?"

Yu Han didn't speak, and confronted him silently.

The weird atmosphere gradually spread, Xie Sixing seemed a little helpless, and said, "Just treat it as an apology for my doubts."

The light above the head seemed to be crushed and blended into the man's eyes, making those usually cold and deep eyes look serious and gentle when looking at the person in front of him.

Warming the cold: "...Oh."

If it's an apology, then it's fine.

Yu Han stretched out his hand, his expression still loose: "What you said makes sense, give it to me."

Xie Sixing seemed to smile, and then put the glass in his hand to protect against the cold.

I don't know if the edge of the glass was soaked in warm honey water, or the body temperature of Xie Sixing's hand still remained, and it felt warm after taking it from the cold.

He took a sip, and the sweet honey water slid over the tip of his tongue, which immediately relieved the dryness in his throat.

Then he stopped hesitating and drank the remaining honey water in one gulp.

Returning the empty glass to Xie Sixing, Wen Han said, "Are you satisfied?"

"Yeah." Xie Sixing's eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't say anything, just said: "Go to bed early, good night."

"..."

That night, after warming up against the cold until I lay in bed, I still felt the sweet taste of honey water in my mouth.

He licked his lips, thinking that Xie Sixing must have secretly added sugar to the honey water, otherwise how could it be so sweet?

Yuhan couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.

He picked up his phone, only to realize that he had forgotten to reply to Qiao Lan's message.

Qiao Lan sent him a video, just before he sang, Qiao Lan volunteered to record it for him.

After thinking about it for a while, Yuhan forwarded it to Xie Sixing.

Yuhan: [make up for the regret that you didn't see me show off tonight]

Xie Sixing probably wasn't asleep yet, so he replied quickly: [OK]

Xie Sixing just came out of the bathroom, his hair was still wet, he saw that the cover of the video seemed to keep out the cold, so he clicked on it without thinking.

In the next second, the young man's majestic and majestic singing voice came from the mobile phone, filling the entire room.

Xie Sixing: "..."

He finally knew what Yu Han meant when he said that love is strong.

Singing is all about ardent emotion, without a shred of technique.

When he got up the next day, Yu Han opened the door, just in time to meet Xie Sixing who was passing by his door.

"Good morning." He took the initiative to say hello.

Xie Sixing stopped and looked back at him: "It sounds like his voice has improved a lot."

Yu Han admitted: "It's a little better."

I don't know if it's because of the glass of honey water last night.

The two walked to the gym side by side, but Yu Han seemed to remember something and asked, "Did you watch the video I sent you last night?"

"Ah."

"how do you feel?"

Xie Sixing paused, and then said: "You can compete with professional singers."

Yu Han smiled: "Naturally! I am the King of Songs, and I shall suppress all enemies in the world!"

The strength is there, and you can't hide it even if you want to hide it.

Seeing Yu Han happy, Xie Sixing couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips.

Wen Han was in a good mood and stayed in the gym for an hour, and went to the company after breakfast.

After the incident not long ago, Shengjing has completely become famous in the circle.

It was exactly as Yuhan expected, Feng Jingyu's strategy not only failed to defeat Shengjing, but also saved Yuhan a large amount of advertising costs, and Shengjing's new project was successfully pushed to the front of people very smoothly.

So Yuhan ordered to officially start the plan for the new project. The entire company was busy on the first day of resuming work, but almost no one had any complaints.

Warming the cold was also very busy, Fu Xian even delivered lunch to his office for him.

Seeing that Yu Han was so busy, Fu Xian couldn't bear to disturb him, but he still reminded: "Mr. Yu, why don't we eat first?"

"Well, you put it away first." Yu Han was looking at the plan, and suddenly raised his head: "Has the money from Feng's enterprise been sent?"

Fu Xian nodded: "Once the bill is sent, the money will arrive."

A total of 500 million was credited into Shengjing's account.

Wen Han raised his eyebrows knowingly.

Feng Jingyu is quite sensible, and knows the principle of using money to eliminate disasters.

After Fu Xian saw the bill, he naturally knew that the turmoil that Shengjing experienced had a high probability to be related to the prince of Feng's enterprise.

He couldn't help asking: "Could it be that this Crown Prince is going to punish us to death just because we were thrown over our shoulders in our company?"

This is too narrow-minded, isn't Feng Jingyu the one who went to their company first to make a fuss and insist on meeting Mr. Yu?

But if this Prince Feng made an appointment through the process, or contacted their Yu Zong in private, wouldn't it be better than going directly to their company to make trouble?

Fu Xian said that he couldn't understand this magical operation.

Yu Han thought for two seconds, and then said: "Probably because I robbed his wife."

"Huh?" Fu Xian was shocked and said, "President Yu, I just said that casually at the time, you really stole it?!"

Not long ago, Fu Xian did mention in front of Yu Han that he wanted to poach Feng Jingyu, a canary that could fall over his shoulder, to Shengjing, but it was mostly a joke.

He thought that his suggestion was approved by Yuhan, so Yuhan really turned around and snatched the canary, and then aroused Feng Jingyu's hatred.

"Well, what's wrong?" Yu Han didn't bother to explain so clearly, crossed his hands and propped his chin, squinted his eyes and smiled: "We are born free, who has the right to be restrained? If others don't want to, I can't snatch it Let's go, don't we?"

So it was a real steal!

Fu Xian tremblingly said: "Mr. Yu, I now think you are a real brave man... But in this way, I don't think Prince Feng will give up easily."

This is the revenge of taking his wife. Seeing his former lover talking and laughing at Yan Yan beside other men, any man should not be able to bear it.

But Fu Xian still wanted to say something beautiful!

They did what Yu Zong did to save the canary from fire and water, and following Yu Zong was better than following that crazy Prince Feng.

Fu Xian said that Yu Han had thought about it a long time ago, but there was no worry on his face, but he sneered and said: "Feng Jingyu has two brushes, but..."

Fu Xian then asked, "But?"

Warming the cold: "There are not many hairs on the brush."

Fu Xian: "Pfft!"

After being told by Yu Han, Fu Xian was completely relieved.

That's right, their Yu Zong is so powerful that they have nothing to fear!

Just when Fu Xian was about to leave the office, he suddenly remembered a very important thing.

If he remembered correctly, Sheng Jing didn't come to new employees recently, but Mr. Yu did snatch Feng Jingyu's canary, so... where did the canary go? ?

Could it be that the robbing that Mr. Yu talked about was not actually poaching the canary to their company, but snatching the canary to his side, and then hiding the beauty in the golden house? !

After understanding this logic, Fu Xian was horrified.

He quietly glanced at Yu Han, who was breezy and calm, and floated out of Yu Han's office almost like a wandering spirit, and met Yan Chu on the way.

"Secretary Fu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Fu Xian's dull expression, Yan Chu frowned, and asked worriedly, "What happened?"

"It's Assistant Yan, I haven't seen you for a day and it's been dark." Fu Xian came back to his senses, and then excitedly held Yan Chu's shoulder: "You know, something big happened!"

Yan Chu's eyes widened: "What happened?"

Fu Xian seemed to want to explain, but he didn't know where to start. He parted his lips, and finally he could only sigh deeply: "Forget it, if I tell you, you won't understand."

Who would understand such a thing as their boss Yu stealing other people's canaries and hiding them in his own golden house? !