wife addiction

Chen Youdao was pinned by my brother and rolled his eyes. I hurried up to try to break it up. Yun'er was about to go shopping. Seeing the three of us twisted into a ball, she cried out in surprise and pulled me out from between the two of us.

"Brother Ying, don't you want to die?! Have you forgotten what the second young master ordered?" Yun'er panted, tears streaming down her cheeks, and the bag on her arm was thrown away in a panic. on the ground.

I quickly helped her pick it up, feeling very sorry.

Fearing that she would be worried, I stretched my hands and feet again to prove to her that I was fine.

Yun'er wiped her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at my brother with a reproachful look, flattened her mouth, and told me to be careful in everything, and then left worried.

My brother shrugged and let go of Chen Youdao.

Chen Youdao stared straight at Yun'er's back as he went away.

My brother shook his palm in front of his eyes, and patted his shoulder again, before he came back to his senses.

"Brother Ying, who is that girl?" Chen Youdao quickly grabbed my hand and asked.

I was choked up by his title, he was obviously older than me, and he called me "Brother Ying" like Yun'er, I was a little embarrassed.

"Just call me Xiaoying." I coughed and continued, "Her name is Yun'er, and she works as a maid here."

When Chen Youdao heard this, he immediately sighed bitterly: "Such a good girl, why did she come here to work as a maid? I will pay you ten times the liquidated damages and let her work in our publishing house."

Before I had time to express my opinion, my brother slapped Chen Youdao and blamed him: "Chen Youdao, when did you become a member of the HR department! Thinking of the HR department, first increase the number of issues to me by ten times!"

Chen Youdao didn't even think about it, and immediately nodded in response: "Deal!"

My brother was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "You can go to the personnel department, but you can't poach my younger brother's corner. More importantly, Yun'er's salary is not something your poor boss can afford."

Chen Youdao didn't take it seriously: "Boss, who doesn't know that you can collect money, how could it be possible that you can't even pay the wages of a small employee?"

My brother immediately lowered his face and pointed two fingers at Chen Youdao: "Her current salary is this amount. If she wants to dig her over, she must have this high amount. Can you afford it?"

Chen Youdao raised his eyebrows: "Two thousand? Boss, you don't know how to be so stingy that you can't afford two thousand, do you?"

My brother snorted contemptuously: "The guy with long hair but short knowledge, what two thousand, twenty thousand!"

When Chen Youdao heard this, he couldn't help but click his tongue. I looked at my brother's long hair fluttering in the wind, and Chen Youdao's long hair, and couldn't help laughing.

"So, if we want to lure Yun'er over, we must increase the circulation of Deng Ying Ru Ge's new books, so that we can make money and pay her wages." My brother took advantage of the situation without losing the opportunity.

Chen Youdao nodded in agreement, and immediately put on a negotiating posture: "If you want to increase the number of releases, you must first hold a signing event for Deng Ying Ru Ge. Deng Ying Ru Ge has been popular for so many years, but you don't even show your face. No announcement was made, and readers have already begun to wonder if there is really someone like Dengying..."

"I don't care!" My brother immediately objected without waiting for Chen Youdao to finish speaking. Decline, whether or not to hold a signing will have no effect."

"No, we have to hold a signing event. It's not shameful for Deng Ying Ru Ge to hold a signing event. Others can hold a signing event, why can't Deng Ying Ru Ge? Boss, you have repeatedly refused to give Deng Ying Ru Ge such an opportunity. You clearly want to hide him in the snow! "

"You!" My brother stared at Chen Youdao's words with anger, and I hurried forward to give him some relief, and suddenly I turned around and saw Zong Jian standing at the gate, frowning and looking at us.

I can’t say I have a good impression of Zong Jian now, but because of the change in his attitude towards Zong Xian, at least I don’t hate him anymore. I knew he was looking for my brother, so I pushed my brother’s arm, trying to tell him that Zong Jian is here .

Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned my head, I saw my brother staring at Zong Jian's direction with a pale face, his eyes wide open.

I was taken aback and thought he was bewitched. As soon as I shook my hand in front of him, he hurried towards Zong Jian, grabbed his hand, and explained desperately: "Zong Jian, don't get me wrong. , I didn't mean that, I didn't..."

I was baffled by my brother's thoughtless behavior. Looking at Chen Youdao, there was a determined smile on his face.

Zong Jian listened to my brother's incoherent speech without saying a word, and suddenly put his hand into his arms, stroked his head, and replied flatly: "You don't need to apologize, I understand, I understand everything."

Chen Youdao pushed his glasses, jumped into the car, and walked away, leaving my brother shivering in Zong Jian's arms.

I asked him if something was wrong, my brother shook his head, already crying to the point of tears.

Zong Jian waved his hand, stopped me from asking any more questions, and left with his arms around my brother.

A few days later, I accidentally got the genuine new book of Deng Ying Ru Ge from my brother. When I excitedly opened the elegant cover, a chic and elegant signature came into my eyes.

Cantabile lights

I was ecstatic, and excitedly knocked over the teacup in Zong Xian's hand, spilling tea all over his body.

Zong Xian rolled his eyes helplessly, wiped his hands with a towel, pushed me back to the seat, and asked me if there was gold or silver in the book, which made me so excited.

I slapped his hand away angrily, thinking that his idea was too vulgar. Is the autograph of the lamp shadow like a song comparable to gold and silver?

Unexpectedly, Zong Xian raised his eyebrows indifferently: "It's just a signature, as for the treasure? If you want it from me, give it as much as you want."

I pouted, sat on the other side with my book in my arms, and ignored him.

I must have been kicked in the head by a donkey before I fell in love with him.

With a stomach full of dissatisfaction, I didn't take the initiative to ask Zong Xian to prepare any anniversary celebration, even though the celebration was about to start the next day.

I went to Robert's little house alone, and stared at his photo with Uncle Fan all morning.

I don't know what kind of story there was between him and Uncle Fan, and I don't know whether Zong Xian and I got together by accident, whether it was luck or misfortune.

It is impossible to have children between us. Compared with ordinary people, we have lost a bond to connect with each other.

Without the fetters of family affection, once the enthusiasm recedes, I don't know how long we can walk together.

The more I thought about it, the more pessimistic I became, and I even began to imagine my miserable life after being separated from Zong Xian.

So when it was lunch time and I still didn't receive a call from Zong Xian, I was extremely depressed.

I didn't eat, and I was bored in Robert's small house for another afternoon. When Zong Xian finally called me to ask me to go home, I found myself dizzy with hunger.

I don't know how I walked back, anyway, Zong Xian didn't come to pick me up.

I stood in front of Zong Xian with despair, and asked him if he was getting bored with me, his eyes widened in confusion, he immediately put down his work, and touched my forehead.

I stubbornly avoided his palm and asked again.

"You little brain, what have you been thinking about all day?" He flicked me funny and angrily, and pushed me to the bedroom door, "Come, come, look, I have prepared a surprise for you."

"Surprise?" I tensed my nerves vigilantly, and my intuition told me that Zong Xian's surprise might not be a good thing.

So, when I was pushed into the bedroom by Zong Xian and saw that my things were all signed by Deng Ying Ru Ge, I was really shocked and speechless.

"Zong Xian, you, you!"

I was so angry that my whole body trembled, Zong Xian didn't understand me, let it be, but he still laughed at me with such a big fanfare!

Zong Xian seemed to be taken aback by my reaction, he quickly grabbed my hand, and asked in fear: "Xiaoying, don't you want Dengying Ruge's autograph? These are genuine Dengying Ruge's autographs Ah. No, don’t you want it again? If you don’t want it, then I’ll throw them all away and replace them with new ones.”

"Wait, is it real?" I heard what Zong Xian said, so I quickly put down my coat, walked to the closet, and took a closer look.

The handwriting on the closet is exactly the same as the signature on the new book my brother gave me. Looking around, the signatures everywhere are different, but the handwriting is exactly the same.

Even if Zong Xian is an imitation, he should have put a lot of effort into it.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that I am too self-willed.

Zong Xian has done a lot for me without complaint or regret, why should I doubt his feelings because of a small autograph?

Not to mention the amount of work it would take to replicate signatures all over the room—even on the ceiling.

No wonder he didn't call me at noon, could it be that he has been busy with these things?

I turned around the room, and then turned around again, and the anger in my heart gradually turned into tears of emotion.

Zong Xian was afraid that I would turn himself dizzy, so he took my hand and asked, "How about it? Do you want these autographs?"

"Yes, of course!" I sniffed and nodded hastily while hugging my autographed great pyrenes.

Zong Xian smiled in relief, ruffles my hair, and pinches my face.

Zong Xian didn't strike hard, but I still gasped in pain, and was about to reach out to pinch his face when Zong Jian walked in with a big brush dipped in ink.

His clothes were dirty and there were mottled ink spots all over his body. Seeing Zong Xian and I in the room, he was startled for a moment, turned around and walked out.

I looked at Zong Xian inexplicably, and then at the ink stain left by the door, and suddenly realized.

"Are these signatures written by Zong Jian?" I asked, pointing to the black writing on the wall.

Zong Xian nodded honestly.

I was dumbfounded by his candor.

In order to give me such a surprise, Zong Xian actually arrested Zong Jian to be taken advantage of, and Zong Jian actually worked hard, which is really embarrassing for him.

"Zong Jian's ability to imitate is very strong." I put down my coat and said with emotion.

Zong Xian raised his eyebrows: "Imitation? Who did he imitate?"

As soon as I heard it, I was delighted: "Zong Xian, are you dizzy? Of course, you imitated the shadow of the lantern. Aren't the signatures all over the room written by the shadow of the lantern?"