Daily life after marriage with a boss

"That young man has been here for two months, and it is said that he was blind in both eyes due to a car accident," Chen Qian said as he walked, "It's a pity, he looks so handsome."

Following Chen Qian's gaze, a young man in a white shirt was sitting on a nearby bench, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a small and fair face, thick and fluffy flaxen curly hair, and very beautiful eyes. There was no expression in the glazed pupils.

When Chen Qian walked by, he couldn't help but look at the young man again, lowered his voice and said to Feng Chu: "There are not many male stars with such perfect appearance in the entertainment industry. If he is not blind, I really want him to sign with us." Company, I will definitely be able to make him popular all over the country."

Feng Chu said coldly, "Shut up."

Chen Qian quickly closed his mouth, and made a movement of zipping his mouth by the way.

Chen Qian and Feng Chu are good friends since childhood. This high-end hot spring sanatorium is invested by Feng Chu, and Feng Chu's grandfather is here.

Old man Feng has always liked to be lively, and he doesn't stop when he gets old. He heard that the nursing home newly invested by his grandson is good, with a beautiful environment surrounded by mountains and rivers. He brought his wife and a few old friends to live in it for two months.

Feng Chu seldom comes here. Chen Qian's grandfather and Mr. Feng are comrades in arms. Chen Qian was brought up by his grandfather since he was a child, so whenever he has time, he would come here to see his grandfather.

Walking slowly along the forest path, Chen Qian was still reminiscing about the young man's appearance: "Both the bones and the skin are gone, I have to ask if his eyes can be cured, and if it can be cured, I must find a way to heal his eyes." He signed to our company, with his face, just as a vase can attract countless fans."

Feng Chu said coldly: "The monthly cost of this nursing home is at least 15. Do you think he is short of money?"

"15 per month...is that a lot?" Chen Qian couldn't believe that this sentence came from the mouth of the spendthrift boss Feng, and he looked at Feng Chu in surprise, "You just opened a bottle of wine casually last night It's more than 15."

Feng Chu didn't want to talk to Chen Qian, who was mentally retarded.

Chen Qian recently wanted Feng Chu to invest in their company's new movie. Feng Chu has always been irritable and serious, so Chen Qian didn't want to mess with him at this time.

Old Man Feng's residence is a detached villa with an elegant environment, some distance from the public area. When the two of them entered, Chen Qian's grandfather was playing chess with Old Man Feng.

Old Man Feng raised his eyelids and looked at the two of them: "Xiao Qian, Feng Chu, you are here."

Feng Chu nodded.

Chen Qian sat on the edge of Mr. Chen's sofa and watched the two play chess, while watching and commanding blindly, Mr. Feng started yelling: "You are a real gentleman when you watch chess without talking, Xiao Qian, don't interrupt here."

Feng Chu usually doesn't like to talk, so he went out to light a cigarette.

Grandma Feng Chu's 75th birthday is this year, and Feng Chu wants to make a big deal for the old man.

Feng Chu's parents lived apart, and he grew up not in the old house of the Feng family since he was a child. He only returned to the Feng family after graduating from university.

Three years ago, Feng Chu's father passed away due to illness, and the old man Feng was old, so all the burden of the Feng family fell on Feng Chu.Feng Chu had a lot of entertainment outside, so he seldom went back to the old house on weekdays. Even if he did, he would have nothing to say with Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng.

In the past two years, the old man Feng and the old lady were devastated, but this year it is a little better, and this big birthday needs to be well organized.

Just after lighting a cigarette, the service personnel in the garden came to stop Feng Chu: "Sir, smoking is prohibited in this garden, the smoking area is ahead and turn left."

Except for some leaders of the nursing home, no one knew Feng Chu. The Feng family had always kept a low profile. Outsiders knew Feng Chu's father and mother better, and Feng Chu rarely appeared in public.

Feng Chu glanced at this person.

To be honest, Feng Chu was tall and burly, handsome but with an overly stern demeanor, he looked like a person on the road, not a face to be provoked, and the service staff who blocked him were a little guilty, ready to call the security guard over at any time.

Unexpectedly, Feng Chu snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and changed to another place to smoke.

After smoking two cigarettes, Feng Chu planned to go back.

Around the corner, I saw the blind young man again.

The young man was indeed beautiful, with beautiful and delicate bones, and even more so... Feng Chu didn't know how to describe it. He felt that if he pinched the young man's chin, it would definitely leave a clear mark.

"Shall we go to dinner now?"

The young man turned around. Even though he knew that the other party couldn't see him, Feng Chu subconsciously stepped back.

Ling Yi thought it was the nurse who took care of her: "Miss Deng?"

At this time, a woman in a white coat ran from a distance, and the woman came to Ling Yi panting: "Excuse me, Mr. Ling, I just had something to do, it's time for dinner, do you want to eat now?"

Ling Yi smiled slightly: "It's okay."

The woman guided Ling Yi towards the restaurant.

Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's back.

It is indeed a pity to be blind at such a young age.

Ling Yi's voice is very pleasant, without any accent, very standard Mandarin, gentle and charming.Can't tell where he is from.

Lunch was very light, and there were still boiled carrots. Ling Yi skillfully cut the carrots into small pieces with a knife and fork. Even though he was blind, he was very skillful in doing these small things.

Nurse Deng went out to make a phone call.

When Feng Chu passed Nurse Deng, she heard her voice: "...how many times have I told you, don't feed your children weird folk remedies, Mom, you should send Yan Yan to the hospital now...God, what are you talking about? "

Feng Chu sat on the table next to Ling Yi.

Most people's meals in the restaurant were specially customized recipes by nutritionists, Feng Chu ordered a cup of coffee.

He watched Ling Yi eat up the carrots first, and then a little bit of noodles, a few thin slices of beef, and a dozen blueberries.

His eyes skipped over Ling Yi, who was very thin.

Caregiver Deng came over again. Ling Yi was drinking scented tea. She looked apologetic: "Mr. Ling, I would like to take half a day off in the afternoon. Can I ask Xiao Liu to take you back? I will call Xiao Liu now."

"I'm already familiar with the way from the restaurant to the residence, Miss Deng, please leave first, if necessary, I will ask other staff for help."

Nurse Deng looked really anxious, and she left the restaurant quickly.

Ling Yi drank water very slowly.

The lips are very pale red, with white teeth.

The flaxen-colored thick curly hair reaches just above the chin, and the hair looks clean and loose.

After Feng Chu finished his coffee, he walked up to Ling Yi: "Do you need any help?"

Ling Yi thought it was the other nurses called by nurse Deng, so he nodded: "I want to go back to room 305."

Ling Yi doesn't need others to help guide the way now, Feng Chu led him into the elevator and pressed the floor for him.

When he got to the door, Ling Yi unlocked it with his fingerprint: "Are you the new nurse?"

"Just came today."

Ling Yi entered the door: "Thank you, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

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Feng Chu didn't stay for tea, his cell phone rang.

Chen Qian's voice came from the mobile phone: "President Feng, where have you been? It's time for lunch, and everyone is waiting for you."

Ling Yi and Mr. Feng did not live in the same building.

The dean of the nursing home knew that Feng Chu was coming, so he found time to come here in the afternoon.

Feng Chu sat on the office chair: "That blind young man, sort out a copy of his information and send it to my assistant."

"Blind young man?"

Feng Chu doesn't like to repeat his words. For many years, people around him have observed his expression, but this time he described it in a good temper: "Eighteen or nineteen years old, flaxen curly hair, fair complexion, about 1.7 meters tall Five, surnamed Lin or Ling."

During this period of time, Feng Chu was too busy. When he came back from his busy schedule, summer had already turned into autumn in Province A.

Grandma Feng Chu's 75th birthday is approaching, and Feng Chu's assistant spent 700 million yuan to buy a string of green emerald beads from the auction.

Feng Chu suddenly remembered that the old lady preferred diamonds these days and disliked emerald old-fashioned, so she called her assistant to find a way to get a diamond necklace.

After Feng Chu came back, Assistant Zhang showed him the two necklaces in the safe.

The diamond necklace was to be given to the old lady, but this string of emerald necklaces could not be given away, so they were kept.

Assistant Zhang felt that it was a pity that Feng Chu didn't have a girlfriend. If he had a girlfriend, the remaining strings could be given to his girlfriend, Bo Meiren, for a smile.

Now it can only be thrown in the safe.

Feng Chu casually played with this string of beads, luckily he had prepared other ones, this string of beads was too big, probably not suitable for the old lady to wear.

Assistant Zhang remembered another thing: "Some time ago, Dean Zhou sent a document, and I sent it to your mailbox."

Feng Chu vaguely remembered.

He turned on the computer, and Assistant Zhang sent him an email two weeks ago.

Feng Chu was too busy at the time, seeing the title, he didn't think it was too important, so he put it aside.

The information given by Dean Zhou is not detailed. After all, his position is only the dean, not a private detective.

Feng Chu has ten lines at a glance.

Ling Yi, 19 years old, is from City C. His father is in business and his mother is unknown.

At his age, he should have been studying in university. Ling Yi had excellent grades and was the top student in liberal arts in city C. He didn't go to university C because of a car accident after the college entrance examination.

Assistant Zhang left Feng Chu's office. Feng Chu forgot to put the jade bead chain in the box and put it in the pocket of his trousers.

He hadn't seen the old man and the old lady for several months, and asked the driver to take him to the nursing home in the afternoon.

Only after I went there did I know that Mr. Feng moved back to the old house last week.

Dean Zhou followed Feng Chu, and Feng Chu saw Ling Yi again. This time, Dean Zhou remembered the young man: "The nurse who took care of Mr. Ling plans to resign, and she wants to go home to take care of the children. Many nurses in the nursing home are I want to come and take care of Mr. Ling, especially some unmarried girls."

Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's back: "Is he very attractive to girls?"

"Some male nurses also want to come to take care of him." Dean Zhou said, "I discussed it with him, and he said it's best to let the male nurses come. He wants to chat with people."

Feng Chu gestured for Dean Zhou to leave.

Ling Yi was wearing a navy blue sweater cardigan today. The clothes were dark in color and soft in texture. When he heard footsteps, he turned his head subconsciously.

Feng Chu felt that Ling Yi's hair had grown a bit.