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"Mr. Gan, are you okay?" Zhang Jing asked with some uncertainty.

"Am I looking bad?" Gan Peiming opened his eyes and asked with a smile.

Zhang Jing nodded, expressing that Gan Peiming's complexion is really bad now.

"Do you put makeup on others?"

Zhang Jing replied with some doubts, she didn't understand the meaning of Gan Peiming's question, but she seemed to have guessed something.

"I don't think I'm suitable for seeing people like this, so I need you to do me a favor."

"Mr. Gan, do you mean to let me do your makeup?" Zhang Jing asked Gan Peiming in disbelief.

And Gan Peiming smiled awkwardly after feeling that Zhang Jing was a little unbelievable: "There is no way, it is necessary, so, please."

Zhang Jing nodded and expressed her understanding. After all, there are so many people in the company watching, it is not okay to have a bad image. After understanding what Gan Peiming meant, Zhang Jing got out of the car, sat in the back seat and opened her car. makeup bag.

What Zhang Jing is most fortunate at this moment is that most of her cosmetics are still complete, and most of them are plain makeup.

At the end of the painting, it was Gan Peiming's mouth that made it difficult for Zhang Jing to do it the most, but Gan Peiming's mouth was almost bloodless, and she must have put on some lipstick, but Zhang Jing really couldn't do that.

Gan Peiming felt that Zhang Jing stopped her hand and opened her eyes. Just as she was about to ask if it was over, she saw Zhang Jing holding a lipstick in her hand and was a little hesitant.

Gan Peiming saw that there was a small round mirror in Zhang Jing's cosmetic bag, so he picked it up, and also took the lipstick that Zhang Jing was holding.

Just about to start, Zhang Jing immediately stopped Gan Peiming.

"Gan... Boss Gan, that, if you paint it directly, it will be very red, you should use your fingers to apply it little by little, it will be more natural."

Gan Peiming froze for a moment after hearing Zhang Jing's words. After thinking about it for a while, he thought it made sense, but how could he forget such a simple thing?

Thinking about whether I have been in the underworld for too long, I have never dressed myself up, and now that I am a man, there is no such possibility. I smiled awkwardly and said to Zhang Jing: "That's it, thank you."

After Gan Peiming finished speaking, he put lipstick on his fingertips and applied it to his lips little by little.

In Gan Peiming's mind, it's actually not very awkward. After all, she has been a woman for so long, but Zhang Jing seems very strange. The feeling that her president is so handsome to wear lipstick in front of her is simply an alternative vision. Shock, but Zhang Jing would never show it.

After Gan Peiming finished, he held the small mirror and looked at it. He couldn't tell that it was after putting on makeup that he returned the mirror to Zhang Jing with satisfaction.

After Zhang Jing put away her things, she asked, "Then Mr. Gan, are we going up now?"

"Well, go up, it's not too early, if you have nothing to do, you should leave work early." After speaking, Gan Peiming pushed open the door on his right and got out of the car, and Zhang Jing also got out of the car from the left door .

The two walked to the elevator one after the other and prepared to go upstairs.

After getting on the elevator and returning to the company, Wei Wenkang, who was sitting at the desk, was also taken aback when he saw Gan Peiming who had returned. He was obviously pale at first, but he also understood the cosmetics that Zhang Jing was wearing. Knowing what was going on, he sighed in his heart about the power of cosmetics.

Wei Wenkang wanted to get up, but Gan Peiming walked straight into the office, so Wei Wenkang didn't get up, glanced at Zhang Jing, didn't ask any questions, and lowered his head again to focus on the things in hand .

And Gan Peiming, who opened the door and entered the office, saw Gan Yi lying on the sofa and fell asleep, Gan Peiming's heart was also relaxed. I really don't know why, but myself and the little guy are here now this level.

He took off his coat, walked up to Gan Yi, picked up the comic book on Gan Yi's chest and put it aside, then covered Gan Yi with his coat.

After looking at Gan Yi for a while, he turned around and walked to the French window on the other side, looking at the busy city outside the window, feeling a little complicated.

It has been more than 2000 years, and I have never looked back, can I really find that happiness.

When Gan Yi woke up, he was already in his room. After rubbing his fluffy hair, Gan Yi turned over and got out of bed, and took a look at the sky outside. It was already night.

After leaving the room, I just ran into Gan Peiming who came upstairs.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?" Gan Peiming walked up to Gan Yi, reached out and rubbed Gan Yi's hair, as gentle as ever.

"Well, I'm a little hungry." Gan Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Gan Peiming and said.

"Aunt Wen also left you a lot of delicious food, go down and eat." After speaking, Gan Peiming bypassed Gan Yi and went to his room.

And Gan Yi frowned, and looked back at Gan Peiming's back. After seeing Gan Peiming enter the room, Gan Yi let out a disdainful "cut" and didn't continue to care about Gan Peiming, but turned around and walked down. Went upstairs to eat.

After going downstairs, Gan Yi still had a smile on his face, without the slightest disdain when he looked at Gan Peiming's back just now.

Gan Peiming didn't notice all this. After returning to the room and locking the door, Gan Peiming immediately turned around and entered the room and fell on the bed.

Ever since he came out of the hospital, Gan Peiming has been supporting his body hard. Finally, his body, which had already collapsed, couldn't continue to support it. He lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Because there was no Gan Peiming, Gan Yi was bored all night playing game consoles in his room alone. After thinking about it, he decided that it would not be a problem to continue like this, so he decided to go to Gan Peiming's room to find him.

But when he reached Gan Peiming's door, he turned the handle and realized that Gan Peiming had locked the door behind him, so Gan Yi knocked on the door.

"Brother Peiming, are you asleep?" Gan Yi put his ear on the door, wanting to hear if the man inside was really asleep. After listening for a long time, he was sure that there was really no movement at all. Gan Yi finally gave up the idea of ​​entering Gan Peiming's room, and turned back to his own room.

After returning to the room, Gan Yi took the pad and nestled on the small hanging chair on the balcony. For him now, he has to cherish every minute, because of his own existence, maybe he will die at any time. will disappear.

Gan Yi, who was sitting on a hanging chair on the balcony and playing with a pad, didn't notice the passage of time. When the hands of the wall clock on the wall of the room pointed to one o'clock, someone suddenly came out of the room.

"Kayer." A low, gloomy voice came from the man's mouth. Hearing that Gan Yi, who had called him to react, couldn't care less about the games on the pad, he immediately put it aside, got up and walked in front of his father.

"Father." Gan Yi walked up to the man with a smile and made a sequence, without the slightest indifference from meeting that man before.

And the man nodded in satisfaction when he saw Gan Yi's appearance.

"Did you take the medicine?"

"Come on, father, you can rest assured that I am not comparable to that idiot Gan Yi." Gan Yi slightly lowered his head and smiled, and said confidently, and did not forget to belittle Gan Yi after speaking.

"What about him?"

"I'm sleeping, I don't know when I will wake up, and I may never wake up." Gan Yi said lightly, and such an answer was very satisfactory to the man standing in front of Gan Yi.

"Very good, keep going like this. Remember, take two doses a week. We are running out of time. There are still two doses here. After next week, you can leave Gan's house." Gan Yi Dad squinted his eyes slightly, and said coldly, thinking about putting Gan Peiming to death all the time.

"But Father, since you can come in and out at will, why didn't you just kill Gan Peiming?" Gan Yi raised his head and frowned slightly, asking the question that had troubled him for a long time.

"What do you know!" Gan Yi's father snorted coldly after speaking, flipped his hands and threw two packs of medicine on the table beside him, and then disappeared.

Seeing his father disappear, Gan Yi turned around and sat back on the hanging chair on the balcony, without looking at the two packs of medicine that his father had just thrown on the table.

After sitting on the hanging chair for a while, Gan Yi did not pick up the pad that was put aside, but looked at the sky outside.

His father wanted to use his hands to put Gan Peiming to death, but he didn't think so. He knew that for his father, he was just a tool to use, and it would not end well in the end, but he would not be stupid At the mercy of others.

I have my own calculations in my heart, thinking about the possibility of success, no matter whether I succeed or not, I have to fight for the possibility of my own existence.

After Gan Yi sat on the balcony for a while, feeling the biting evening wind, he entered the room from the balcony and closed the door.

After returning to the room, Gan Yi's eyes fell on the two packs of medicine on the table, picked them up and smelled them, and threw them into the corner of the bottom drawer of the desk without much research.

After doing this, Gan Yi went to bed with peace of mind and fell asleep.

On the second day, Gan Peiming woke up around [-]:[-] as usual. After waking up, he sat up and still felt a little tired, but it was much better than yesterday.

Looking down at some of the ugly clothes on his body, Gan Peiming smiled wryly, because he was too tired last night and fell asleep without changing his clothes.

After Gan Peiming got up and washed up, he changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Aunt Wen was busy with breakfast in the kitchen as usual.

After Gan Peiming went downstairs, he sat directly on the dining table and checked stocks and news on his mobile phone until Aunt Wen came out of the kitchen.

"Master, wake up, I'll bring you breakfast." Aunt Wen, who had just come out of the kitchen, saw that Gan Peiming was already sitting at the dining table, turned around and went into the kitchen after speaking.

A few minutes later, when Aunt Wen put the cooked porridge and side dishes in front of Gan Peiming, Aunt Wen said with some concern, "Master, you don't look very good today. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"