Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

The cool night was no match for Han Yi's coolness.

Why am I always the one who's hurt?Can't you change someone?

It's just that I made friends when I was young and ignorant, but now I have to pay the price for it.

Zhong Yucheng held Zheng Xingzhou in his arms, and he didn't want to get to the bottom of it. In the final analysis, it was Zheng Xingzhou who caused trouble after crossing the line. The sudden change of identity, from a colleague to a boss, inevitably made them grasp it after getting along for a long time. Not the right size.

It was him, who sometimes subconsciously couldn't make a turn, but Xingzhou had naturally turned into a love interest, so delicate that he couldn't remember his identity.

Thinking of squeamishness, he couldn't help thinking of Zheng Xingzhou's expression looking up at him just now.

Zhong Yucheng rubbed his fingers subconsciously again, his face was a little bit cold, and he pulled his mind back to Han Yi in front of him from the sudden turn, and the words he said were back to the topic, and he chatted with him about the planet M2. follow-up matters.

Han Yi was still a little bit reluctant to let go, but soon as the boss was pressing on him step by step, he devoted himself to answering the boss's questions. He didn't remember the implied threat and the precarious crisis of trust.

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Zheng Xingzhou automatically blocked their conversation, turned his eyes and tried to focus again, but nothing happened.

It's as if the perspective when he was blind was something he imagined, but now it's back to reality.

Indignantly, Zheng Xingzhou shifted his mind to Yuanshen, he felt that this was the culprit of all problems!

How did he die?What was the cause of death?Why can he stay in such a powerful confinement?

Zheng Xingzhou thought hard, flipping through his memory, trying to find out if there was anything he had missed.

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"You did a good job." Zhong Yucheng put down the wine glass in his hand, and gave a flat compliment.

A smile appeared on Han Yi's face, and he opened his mouth to refuse.

Zhong Yucheng continued: "You can consider moving down in the next election." Having said that, his smoky eyes sparkled a bit: "Do you want to go back to planet S1?"

Han Yi's words were stuck in his mouth, and he seemed to glance at Zheng Xingzhou in a flash. Zheng Xingzhou didn't know what he was thinking, his face was full of contemplation, and he didn't seem to notice their conversation at all.

Han Yi withdrew his eyes, and said cautiously: "I think the consul is quite a challenge..."

Zhong Yucheng nodded slightly, knowing that he was tactfully refusing, so he changed the subject and said, "That's it, I remember that there is a vacancy for a consul in the N galaxy."

Han Yi didn't remember any vacancies in the nearby galaxies, but since the boss said so, it meant that he was preparing to tilt resources. He didn't care which consuls of the N galaxies were going to be unlucky, but he didn't know them well anyway.

Seeing the restraint in Han Yi's brows and eyes, Zhong Yucheng still showed some joy, and reached out to pat Zheng Xingzhou.

Zheng Xingzhou woke up suddenly, looked up at Zhong Yucheng, full of doubts.

When Zhong Yucheng faced him, he softened his tone and said as if discussing: "Would you like to chat with him for a while?"

Zheng Xingzhou hesitated for a moment, and Han Yi's joy disappeared in an instant. He wished he could get rid of him in public, so why would he dare to chat with him in private?

Zheng Xingzhou hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

Until they walked down the stairs and stood in an inconspicuous corner, Han Yi lightly took the wine glass on the tray carried by the waiter, the bright yellow wine reflected the feeling of sunlight under the dim light.

Han Yi glanced around and saw that everyone was staying in the distance very wisely, and had no intention of approaching to talk, so he said to Zheng Xingzhou in a low voice but viciously: "Let's cut our robes and judge justice!"

Zheng Xingzhou stared at the wine glass in his hand, the bright yellow wine was rippling gently, as if saying to him, come, have a taste of me.

Zheng Xingzhou hesitated for a moment. In his memory, his original body could drink very well, but his drink capacity before time travel was basically one glass. With this new body, he should... be drunk?

Thinking this way, Zheng Xingzhou ignored the little flames in Han Yi's eyes, beckoned, and took a glass of red wine from the slowly approaching waiter.

He had the impression that Yuanji liked this.

The waiter left wisely, and Zheng Xingzhou shook his red wine glass, and said to Han Yi who was glaring at him angrily, "You cut your robe first."

Careless!Han Yi, who was turned against the general, glanced at his suit, looked back and said, "Next time, let's cut our robes and judge justice!"

Zheng Xingzhou didn't take it to heart. Han Yi's character and appearance really don't match, and people are easily deceived by his appearance, but in fact he has a lively and cheerful personality. Zheng Xingzhou sometimes wonders why others think he is cold?

Couldn't they hear the stupid things he said?

Han Yi glanced at Zheng Xingzhou, who was staring at the red wine glass, and changed the subject: "How are your eyes?" He frowned slightly and said, "I remember you said a few days ago that the medical team hadn't made any progress?"

Zheng Xingzhou took a sip of his wine and said, "It's as if it appeared suddenly, and the good ones are also sudden."

The entrance is extremely astringent, and after swallowing it into the throat, there is a hint of sweetness, mixed with astringency, surprisingly sweet.

Seems good?Zheng Xingzhou was not in a hurry to drink. He made sure that he didn't feel drunk before taking a second sip.

Han Yi frowned unknowingly: "That is to say, there is no substantial progress in the shadow of you?"

Zheng Xingzhou took a third sip and nodded slightly.

Han Yi couldn't help but glanced at the platform: "Did you do a test after your eyes recovered? Give me the test report."

Zheng Xingzhou hesitated.

Han Yi couldn't help raising his volume: "Haven't you been tested yet?" He glanced at the platform hidden in the dark again, and the words he said now had a different flavor: "Boss won't take you for a test , bring you to the party first?"

Zheng Xingzhou thought for a while, then he drank all the wine in one gulp, called the waiter again, took a glass, and said to Han Yi indifferently: "Sir, I remember this, but I didn't come in time..."

"It didn't come in time..." Han Yi repeated slowly, and glanced at Zheng Xingzhou. His expression was calm, and his hand holding the wine glass shook slightly, as if he really didn't care.

Han Yi also knew the principle of talking less and doing more on the boss's territory. After all, everyone knew that bosses were everywhere.

But after Zheng Xingzhou's identity was different, the option of avoiding the boss' gaze was basically eliminated.

Han Yi sighed in his heart, and lowered his voice a bit: "Is it because I didn't come in time or the boss doesn't care at all?"

Zheng Xingzhou's eyes lit up, he liked this idea.

Han Yi took a sip of his wine and swore that this was the last time he would persuade Zheng Xingzhou: "I heard that the boss seems to have helped Ye Xiuyuan deal with the trouble."

Zheng Xingzhou restrained his anticipation and looked at him reservedly.

Seeing Han Yi's clear eyes, he couldn't help turning his face away.

Zheng Xingzhou's eyes were clear as if he was saying, I know, I don't mind, this makes it even harder for others to let go.

Han Yi forced himself to continue, "Ye Xiuyuan has changed to a new date, and the other party is not an ordinary person."

Zheng Xingzhou thought of that person, shook his hand shaking the wine glass, subconsciously said: "Yan Xiong?"

Han Yi subconsciously turned his head to look at him: "You know?"

Zheng Xingzhou thought for a while and prevaricated: "We met once." He changed the subject and said, "Sir helped him deal with Yan Xiong?"

Han Yi shook his head: "I also heard about this from others."

Zheng Xingzhou stared at him and quickly narrowed down his target: "Yixi?"

Han Yi's eyes wandered for a moment, and he avoided answering: "Anyway, the boss is still thinking about helping him deal with troubles..." He swallowed his wine and said, "Don't get too deep."

Zheng Xingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the rippling red liquid in his hand, only feeling that he was possessed by an unprecedented actor. At this moment, he felt that he was the actor!The kind that won an Oscar!

There was a slight smile on his face, and he couldn't see what he felt about what Han Yi said. His tone was extraordinarily considerate, and the breath of green tea and white lotus exuded in his words: "Sir and Ye Xiuyuan have known each other for a long time, and the relationship is different from ours. , as it should be, I don't mind."

He smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of indifference in his eyes: "Besides, if Ye Xiuyuan really has any troubles, sir can help him solve them, and I will be happy for him."

Han Yi frowned, suspecting that the brain of the person in front of him was really broken.He couldn't wait to shake Zheng Xingzhou's shoulder and yell at him: "Rival in love, do you understand?"Do you feel nothing if the person you love doesn't love you?

And did he think that after being abandoned by the boss, he could return to his normal life?

Han Yi felt that Zheng Xingzhou was not so naive, but looking at Zheng Xingzhou at this moment, he was a little uncertain. He knew how crazy he was in secret love, and also knew his feelings for Zhong Yucheng, but he didn't know that he had become What does he look like as a lover?

Who can categorically say that he is not a love brain?A fool who can sacrifice himself for the boss's happiness?

Zheng Xingzhou savored Han Yi's expression carefully, and felt that it could be remembered for at least a year. This kind of hatred and self-doubt, mixed with doubt and dissatisfaction, mixed into his current expression.

Zheng Xingzhou finished drinking the wine in the glass, waved to take another glass, and then continued: "I also chatted with Ye Xiuyuan recently, and I think he is nice..."

Han Yi couldn't take it anymore, and interrupted him, "Are you talking to him?" His tone was full of doubts of "Are you an idiot?" Seeing Zheng Xingzhou's natural nod, his words froze, and he simply asked, "Talk about boss?" ?”

Zheng Xingzhou frowned, and smiled happily: "How can it be possible to talk about Mr.?"

Han Yi felt relieved, feeling that the other party hadn't completely lost his mind, and heard him say in a slow and even smiling voice, "Let's talk about our views on love."

Han Yi suddenly raised his head and stared at him. The other party seemed to recall it, and then slowly said: "I think he still likes Mr...."

Han Yi looked him up and down, almost suspecting that the other party had been replaced: "Are you okay?"

Zheng Xingzhou looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you still talking about love with him? You know that Boss treats him differently, right?" Han Yi stretched out his hand and tugged at his face, but found no trace of plastic surgery. It looked very natural, not like someone else was replaced by Zheng Xingzhou. over him.

He lowered his voice and said word by word: "You also know that he likes bosses, right?"

Now Zheng Xingzhou asked a little strangely: "Do you know that he likes Mr.?"

Han Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, bypassed the topic, and just focused on following his own train of thought: "You like bosses, right?"

Zheng Xingzhou lowered his eyes.

"Or do you actually not like the boss?"