The right way to break up with a lawyer

[If you can't afford it like Mr. Zhao, why don't I take care of it personally? 】

Zhao Ling didn't know how Jian Shaojun asked for leave for him, but he only knew that when he woke up, he saw Qu Muzhen whose face was covered by a mask and a black peaked cap.

Seeing Zhao Ling wake up, Qu Muxun came over: "Are you awake? Do you want some water?"

Zhao Ling's mouth was bitter, and he took a sip of water to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach, but this time his voice was more comfortable than when he woke up before, but his voice was still a little hoarse: "Why is Qu Shao here?"

"I came with my brother." Qu Muzhen smiled and added what Zhao Ling wanted to know the most at the moment, "Brother and Jian Lv are talking outside the door, so don't let me listen."

Zhao Ling's cheeks were a little hot. He didn't want to think about how much Qu Muzhen knew, or how much the boss knew. He cleared his throat and changed the subject in a hoarse voice: "Young Master Qu's role is over?"

"Not yet, these two days the crew was filming in City B, and I came out without my part." Qu Muzhen looked around and saw that no one was passing by the door, and lowered his voice, "And something happened to the crew, temporarily Closed."

"What happened?"

"I heard that an actress was found dead in the room this morning. If I'm worried, I'll let me go back two days later."

Zhao Ling couldn't help frowning: "Who? How did he die?"

"It's not clear yet, I only know the surname Ma, and the agent said she didn't know her either. The specific situation may have to wait for the results of the police investigation."

"So..." Zhao Ling pursed his lips, and suddenly he felt that he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

At least he's alive...at least he can still see the people he wants to see.

As if he had noticed the commotion in the ward, Jian Shaojun sped up his speech, quickly ended the topic with Yin Cangyun, and then pushed the door open.

Zhao Ling turned his head and noticed that the faces of the two men who walked in one after the other were very solemn, and his heart sank a little.

The company's affairs, the Jin family's affairs, the family's affairs, yesterday's accident, and the incident that he just found out, all covered his face layer by layer like oily paper soaked in water.

"Are there any discomforts?"

Zhao Ling shook his head, it was uncomfortable, but it was much better than in the morning.

Although he had never experienced such a thing before, some students around him had experienced it when he was studying.

"When will I be discharged from the hospital?"

Jian Shaojun frowned slightly, and just as he was about to object, he heard Zhao Ling's voice filled with grievance and weakness: "I want to go home."

Swallowing the refusal that had reached the edge of his mouth, Jian Shaojun nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll ask the doctor later."

Hearing Jian Shaojun's helpless pampering, Zhao Ling's face was slightly hot, but when he thought that the two of them were not the only ones in the ward, he felt a little regretful, so he could only face the smiling eyes of Yin Cangyun and Qu Muzhen and said: : "Boss, I can work from home these two days..."

"You think I'm Zhou Papi?" Yin Cangyun raised his eyebrows, "I'll give you a week off."

Before Zhao Ling could respond, Jian Shaojun cut off the bullshit and said, "Two weeks." While speaking, Jian Shaojun turned to look at Yin Cangyun.

Yin Cangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the two eyes met, but Jian Shaojun turned his back to Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling couldn't see what happened when they looked at each other, but Yin Cangyun quickly agreed: "Okay. "

After sitting for a while, Yin Cangyun and Qu Muxuan talked about some business matters. Seeing Jian Shaojun's uneasy expression, he didn't say anything more, but took a meaningful look at Zhao Ling: "To be honest, I didn't expect such a thing before. office relationship."

Zhao Ling looked at the sky, thinking of the reciprocal relationship he confessed to Yin Cangyun two months ago, he felt a little guilty for no reason: "Alex..."

Yin Cangyun raised his hands slightly: "To be honest, although I was a little surprised, I am very happy."

Because these two people are not casual people, no matter where their origin is and where they are going, as long as they are sincere, it doesn't matter.

After Yin Cangyun and Qu Muxun left, Jian Shaojun also got the doctor's permission-"Hurry up, I'm not happy if you want to live in me, the ward will not be enough."

So, after the examination last night, Zhao Ling was packed and sent out of the hospital, and returned home.

It's just that Zhao Ling still vaguely remembers asking Jian Shaojun why he asked Jian Shaojun for an extra week's leave, but before hearing Jian Shaojun's answer, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

So Zhao Ling didn't know that Jian Shaojun stared at his pale face for a long time, and stood on the cold windy balcony smoking until night fell.

Because he woke up in the smell of rice.

The washed stomach was already empty. I was not hungry before because the pain and discomfort covered up my hunger. Now that I have rested, the discomfort has naturally faded a lot.

Hooked by the aroma, his stomach growled.

When Zhao Ling walked to the kitchen, what he saw was the back of Jian Shaojun wearing soft home clothes behind the glass door. Compared with the dark gray that Jian Shaojun liked to wear in the past, the light brown clothes added a bit more warmth.

"Why did you cook like a laborer?"

Jian Shaojun chuckled: "Mr. Yin told me to take good care of Mr. Zhao. If you ask him for work-related compensation, he will suffer a lot."

"Jian Lv used to handle labor disputes like this before? This is too dedicated."

"That's also rewarding." Jian Shaojun opened the casserole with a cloth on the lid, took a spoon and stirred the bottom, and the aroma of rice in the air made people salivate.After turning off the fire, Jian Shaojun looked at Zhao Ling who stretched his neck and waited to be fed, smiled and shook his head: "I can't take care of someone like Mr. Zhao who can't afford it?"

The rice grains were almost invisible, and the thick porridge flowed down the throat, nourishing the empty stomach.Zhao Ling already felt a little hungry, but now he was even more so.

But Jian Shaojun blocked Zhao Ling's hand: "Drink slowly."

It was the first time for Zhao Ling to be controlled so comprehensively. He scratched his chin and felt inexplicably shy, and said uncomfortably, "What if I don't drink slowly?"

"I said, Boss Yin asked me to take care of Boss Zhao personally." Jian Shaojun reached out and took the spoon from Zhao Ling, scooped it into the bowl, picked up a spoon and blew, "If Boss Zhao doesn't want to, I can only feed myself."

The last time he was fed was probably when he was a child, Zhao Ling was dumbfounded, but Jian Shaojun's spoon had already reached his lips.

"I, I drink it myself."

Jian Shaojun smiled and glanced at Zhao Ling who wanted to bury his head in the ground, and added slowly: "If Mr. Zhao doesn't like spoons, I also have other ways to feed porridge."

Another way to feed porridge?

When Zhao Ling's gaze passed Jian Shaojun's light-colored thin lips, he looked away quickly as if he had been electrocuted.He snatched back the spoon again, honestly wishing he could divide a spoonful of porridge into a dozen mouthfuls.

"The porridge smells so good, and it smells like milk." Zhao Ling couldn't help asking after adding another bowl of porridge, "What did you add?"

"Milk." Jian Shaojun added, "I asked the butler, and he said that it is best to coax children to drink porridge."

Zhao Ling: "..." Who is the child now?

Zhao Ling, who drank three bowls in a row, finally had to admit that he was.

But Zhao Ling obviously didn't expect that Jian Shaojun really planned to treat him like a child.

"Are you going on a business trip?" Zhao Ling looked a little astonished when he saw Jian Shaojun who was buried in packing his luggage, and he felt caught off guard and lost in his heart.

"It's not me, it's us." Jian Shaojun looked up, his gray eyes glowed with a little imperceptible tenderness, "Didn't you say that you haven't left work for many years and went out to play?"

The author says:

Zhao Ling: They actually went on a business trip together again?I want to take the wheels off the suitcase.

Jian Shaojun: We are together.

Zhao Ling: Where's the wheel? Where's the wheel?Where's the wheel I just took off?

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