I have time

Should!I choked on eating so fast...

Yan Yu didn't notice the incoming call, his mobile phone was muted because of the press conference, and he was squeezed into a corner by a pile of food. At this moment, Yi Chengfeng, who was coughing up thunder and fire, attracted all his attention.

"Drink some water." He leaned over to fill up the bottle of pure water, and even deliberately put down the lunch box and unscrewed the lid before handing it over.

Yi Chengfeng's hand that squeezed the phone trembled a little, but under the cover of coughing, the trembling was not obvious, "You, phone, cough cough——"

At first, I thought that he sent me a wedding invitation, and I was frightened in vain, but I didn't expect, ah, I didn't expect that wedding invitations are nothing, and Mrs. Yan is the ultimate move!They got married without making a sound, Mrs. Duyan!

Very likely, very likely!Yan Yu doesn't like publicity, and his private life is extremely low-key. He secretly pulls a certificate and then doesn't tell anyone. He doesn't even invite a meal. He can do it!Can do it!

Yan Yu looked at Yi Chengfeng's mournful expression when he handed over the phone, and almost thought that the call was from the funeral company, as if he could howl at his alive and kicking corpse in the next second.

Mrs. Yan?oh--

Yan Yu's lips were faintly drawn into a small sesame o, and then the corners of his lips curled up, and he answered the call, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and his voice was extremely gentle, "Hello? Miaomiao——"

vomit--

Yi Chengfeng felt that he was full of food and wanted to vomit, when did Yan Yu speak in such a tone?The power of love is really vicious, making people go crazy, Xiaoyan is no longer the Xiaoyan he used to be!

Blue skinny!Eat a shiitake mushroom and be shocked!

"Did you eat and take a nap today..."

No, no, no, I can't listen to it anymore, it's too fucking ruining the three views.

Yi Chengfeng seemed to be being chased by a dog, staggered all the way to escape the door, reluctantly mouthed to Yan Yu, "urgency to urinate!"

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, anxious to urinate, why didn't he go to the bathroom, did he run to the corridor to defecate anywhere?

"...Hmm? Listen, uncle... I was busy a few days ago, so I must visit you this weekend... No need, tell your mother that you don't need to come here..."

Yi Chengfeng rushed out of the door and bumped into a stone with Chen Xing who was coming towards him. The two granite men covered their heads and stared at each other, speechless.

Chen Xing heard from You Lin that this very unique Mr. Yi had the courage to challenge Mr. Yan's various impossibilities, and that Mr. Yan actually endured it, so he couldn't help admiring him.

"I'm Chen Xing, how is Mr. Yan doing now?"

Another idiot, who cares nothing here, can he take care of himself?Eating fast food, chatting about love... Ah, my liver hurts!

Yi Chengfeng endured all kinds of discomfort in his internal organs, and pointed at the door behind him with his thumb hooked, "I'm talking to Mrs. Yan on the phone." How awkward!

Chen Xing's pupils hit a magnitude [-] earthquake, and he had an indescribably strange expression on his face.

Yi Chengfeng's heart slid along the Great Rift Valley all the way to the deepest part of the Mariana Trench. It seems to be true. You see, everyone knows it, but he is still in the dark.

Thinking about it, this Mrs. Yan didn't seem to treat him very well. If my husband is sick, why don't you hurry over to take care of him? What kind of phone calls do you make, and you can sleep well and eat well!

Xiaoyan, are you blind? If you can't choose your own mother, you just admit it. Is it such a random thing to marry a daughter-in-law?

Even the male assistant can scare her like this, she's not a proper dominatrix!

"Anyone? Come in!"

The Mr. Yan in the room, who had finished his love story in a soft voice, was yelling impatiently at the moment, as if he was treating two different species.

Chen Xing rushed to push the door open, but he didn't forget to grab the good comrade he had just met, and waited politely by the door for Yi Chengfeng to go in first.

Yi Chengfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in the door, feeling a little stiff with his hands and feet.

"Help me wash up, tidy up, Miaomiao and the others will come over later."

Chen Xing consciously went to clean up the lunch boxes, wipe the table and throw away the trash.Yi Chengfeng was thinking resentfully, what the hell is stinky, he looked sick and weak just now, when he heard his wife was coming...wife...this word, my god...would he hug her? kiss?

"I, that, I have something to do, I'm leaving first."

"Come back!" Yan Yu called to stop him, "Help me go to the bathroom and wash my face, it's inconvenient to have a needle in my hand."

"If it's inconvenient, why do you wash it? If someone who really cares about you doesn't care if your face is oily or not, the corners of your mouth are rubbed with soup? You should stay here in disarray..."

"What are you muttering about, come and help me." Yan Yu sat up, feeling pain in his ribs again, and sat on the edge of the bed for a while to relax.

"Don't worry about it, I'll get the water and wash it for you. What kind of washing do you want, dry cleaning or washing and blowing?"

Do you think I am my mother?

[after half an hour]

The eldest sister who brought a child was thundered outside and Jiao Linen, madly lamenting how Xiaoyan can be so not picky about food, even accepting the additional condition of helping others raise children, right? Inner drama Chengfeng, when I heard the big sister softly calling the little girl "Miaomiao", I felt an unprecedented relief, even better than the feeling when I walked out of Meiheling.

The image of the eldest sister was immediately full of holy maternal brilliance, like the legendary Mary, who shines in the world. Yi Chengfeng really wanted to sing her a hymn with a deaf tone, but he was not good at English or theology.

"Beautiful uncle, if you are sick, you should eat obediently and rest well. I cast the 'get well soon' magic on you, and you will be fine soon."

Miaomiao in the pink cashmere dress said while crawling on the bed with hands and feet, and was quickly picked up by Yi Chengfeng with a smirk, "Uncle will take you to buy ice cream? Where's the lollipop? Do you want it?" Playing with the phone for a while..."

This kind of face is simply a typical big villain textbook in kindergarten anti-trafficking safety education, and even the lines occupy the top three in the list of [-] reasons for abducting children.

Mrs. Yan, who was about to snuggle into Mr. Yan's arms, was full of displeasure, and punched the villain, the strange Shushu, five meters away, "Who are you! Why are you disturbing the beautiful uncle to rest here?"

Really, Mr. Yan lacks someone to take care of him?Will he see a doctor or be hypnotized?Does it have anything to do with him to find a wife starting from a baby?

But seeing this nasty little witch started to crawl on his bed again, how angry, you crushed his ribs and didn't directly hurt him to death, challenge the youngest widow in the world?

Jiang Qiao sat for a while, told Yan Yu that his mother's sprain was recovering well, reassuring him, and coaxed Miaomiao to go home.The little girl was unhappy when she failed to kiss her beautiful uncle, and finally struggled to blow a kiss to his face.

Yi Chengfeng: I really want to wash his face again!

"Where is the hotel, Chen Xing will take you back."

"I'll stay with you, I'll see how hard it is for you to sit for a while." Yi Chengfeng picked a grapefruit from Jiang Qiaodai's fruit basket, peeled it with a fruit knife, and peeled off the pulp.

Chen Xing came in with a kettle in his hand, and hurriedly stated, "I'll stay." After only one afternoon plus half the night, he had a deep professional crisis, feeling that this poisonous Mr. Yi was probably here to ruin his job. .

"Well, let Chen Xing stay." Yan Yu has no psychological burden to order him, lest someone scold him for using cruel tricks to tie himself up, making him seem like he wants to be forced/benevolent/prostitute.

Yi Chengfeng was like a leaking balloon, and his aura collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, "Alright then, I'm leaving!"

If you don't want to stay, ask me when I will come tomorrow?

***

Yan Yu stayed in the hospital for two nights, and was sent home by Chen Xing to recuperate.

The skin trauma didn't hurt his muscles or bones, and in addition, he had absolutely rested for the past two days. Apart from eating, sleeping, and being in a daze, he didn't do anything serious, so his recovery was fairly satisfactory.

Yi Chengfeng was not idle, and took the opportunity to go back to Meichuan, and bought back his partnership share in Dapeng Automobile Co., Ltd. from Wang Peng, so that part of the funds could be spared to arrange the business here.

The lawyer introduced by Yan Yu helped review the contract, because the transferor was in a hurry to spend money and didn't bother to pick words from them, which meant that the lawyer would accept whatever the lawyer changed, so it went quite smoothly.

"Many of the equipment and machines I took over are in good condition. I can handle them well in the early stage. If I really need money, I won't be polite to you."

Yan Yu leaned back on the sofa to pick up grapefruits and ate them bitterly, "When will the business registration be done? I can borrow a little girl who often does this kind of thing to help you, and the reward is up to you. By the way, Have you thought about the name of your new store? If you haven’t thought about it, think about it quickly, it seems that you have to pre-screen online... Besides, if you don’t want to accept the original workers, you have to start posting recruitment notices?”

"Take good care of your injury, why worry so much!"

"Who said, I've been so idle these days..." Since the press conference ended, no new emails have entered his work mailbox, not even cc'd or forwarded, "If it wasn't for the employees My working days on the APP are still increasing every day, and I suspect that I have been secretly fired."

"If you are dismissed, you will be dismissed. Just come to my place, and I will follow you."

Yan Yu tilted his head against the phone and chuckled, his beautiful eyelashes closed and opened again, carrying moisture like morning dew, like a hibiscus blooming after the rain.

"Is there anything I can do in your place? Is there a lack of idle food?"

"Of course not. I'm short of a CEO here. You come to be my leader. This is not the first time we have established an employment relationship."

Well, it's really not. When his wrist bone was dislocated, Yi Chengfeng worked for him as a long-term worker for three weeks, but the final verbal contract did not expire, so he unilaterally broke the contract and resigned early.

Employees with such poor loyalty, don't want to think about it. "Am I sick? Is it not enough for you to put pigeons on me?" "Then do you have to come back in these two days?"

"I'm on my way now," Yi Chengfeng honked the car horn twice, "Brother Peng gave me a small pineapple, and I've changed hands several times, so I have to clean it up when I get back."

"You're driving a broken car at high speed and dare to make a phone call. Hurry up and hang up!" Yan Yu has a great shadow on traffic accidents, so he just hurried out with such an unlucky sentence, "I mean you call quickly!" Hang up and tell me when you arrive."

"Okay, don't worry, is there a call coming in from your mobile phone? I'll hang up first!" There is no taboo, just hang up when you say it.

"President Wei." Yan Yu cut into the waiting call, and the incoming call was Wei Qiancheng's private number.

"At home? I'm at your door, can I come in?"

Yan Yu's expression froze.

In fact, ever since he came home from the hospital, he was not too worried about being harassed by visiting patients, because everyone around him knew that Boss Yan never invited anyone to his house, and even Chen Xing only had errands to do and left after finishing. The layout of his house It's more like another office of Mr. Yan, with an extra bedroom.

However, Wei Qiancheng has dual identities as boss and relative, so it's not easy to designate him and drive him away through the door, "Wait a minute—"

"You don't need to get up to open the door, I'll take Chen Xing with you."

It can be seen that he still kept his sense.

"Then what are you waiting for, please come in." Yan Yu put his straightened back back on the sofa cushions.

As soon as the door ticked, Wei Qiancheng walked in with a large bouquet of Fendra white roses in his hand, took off his coat at the entrance and handed it to Chen Xing.

Yan Yu bit a crimson grapefruit and smiled at him, his lips were dyed the color of the juice, making them more and more attractive.

Because he doesn't need to go out, he only wears a pair of black home trousers and an off-white cotton hoodie. He always wears white cotton socks neatly on his feet, sinking into the soft sofa, showing the laziness of a domestic cat.

"Why do you buy this? Those who don't know think you are here to visit the grave. My family doesn't even have a vase."

As a person who has a unique fondness for white, it's not that he doesn't know the flower language of white roses, which is pure, romantic, and the flower of courtship.

President Wei pursed his lips, showing a sense of frustration, and turned to Chen Xing and said, "Go and buy me a vase. I want a bright red one. The more festive the better. Go now!"

"Are you satisfied now? You dare to say anything!"