purple mist

As a domestic pioneer Internet company, Penguin's influence is beyond doubt.

It's no wonder that the old man of the Yanling family who dumped the ore back then wanted to stuff his son into it no matter what.

In those years, Yan Lingyi, who had been known to be crazy with Xue Han, had indeed lived up to his father's expectations. From the aura of a relationship on his head to the promotion in two years with his outstanding sense of innovation, Yan Lingyi also got mixed up in Penguin. In the seat that can speak.

He was sitting in the office like a dog, his long and narrow phoenix eyes looked a little cold when he was not smiling.

But as soon as the assistant went out, Yan Lingyi began to sigh.He casually opened the bottom drawer of the desk, took out a USB flash drive from it, and plugged it into the computer.

Human beings are creatures that love novelty. While talking about curiosity killed the cat, they can't restrain themselves.On the media platform, there is always a new melon, and how many idlers can eat and drink just by eating melons.

Bored, Yanling Yi opened the background program, and started the homework that must be done every day-increasing the popularity of honey talk topics.

With a slumped face, he reluctantly picked and picked, and pulled up the honey words labels that had slipped a few squares, so that they could remain at a height that appeared in the public eye.

"Hey……"

Yan Lingyi let out a long sigh again, and murmured to himself: "What kind of ghosts and ghosts did I pay for Bai Yueguang... why don't you come and tell me what you want to do... "

I don't know if God has eyes, the door of Yanlingyi's office was kicked open with a bang, Yanlingyi was so frightened that he shook his hand and quickly closed the backstage, and was about to scold the impolite employee ...

"Yo."

The voice was lazy and arrogant, dragging its tone a little, but with some abnormal hoarseness...

"You you you you you you you!!!"

Yan Lingyi stretched out a finger and pointed at Xue Han at the door, staring at you for a long time without saying anything.

Even though the weather was relatively warm, Xue Han still wore a scarf. Fortunately, he was wearing a large ginger yellow sweater, which didn't look so strange.

"What are you, why don't you say hello to your father?" Xue Han lifted his chin, bent his lips, and kicked the door back with a hook of his toes. This simple action made him gasp. The long leg froze, and then slowly moved forward again.

Yan Lingyi's complexion changed a little, and he hurriedly tiptoed to the door of the office. There is no silver 300 taels here, he opened the door and looked back and forth. !"

Then it closed again with a "bang", not forgetting to drop the lock.

Xue Han familiarly opened the door of the small refrigerator, took out a bottle of soda, and said impatiently: "I'll just stay for a while, why are you making such a big fight."

As a result, as soon as the soda in his hand was unscrewed and before it was delivered to his mouth, Xue Han was grabbed by the collar by Yan Lingyi.

"You don't answer the phone and you don't reply to WeChat, you want to ascend to heaven?!" Yan Lingyi sternly said.

Xue Han wiped his face with his long sleeve with a look of disgust, "Let go, isn't my person here?"

Taking a closer look, Yan Lingyi realized that Xue Han seemed to have a bad complexion, and the earlobes and corners of his eyes were red...

Yan Lingyi was startled, and asked, "Do you have a fever?"

"I don't know." Xue Han narrowed his eyes casually, and pulled Yan Lingyi's hand from his collar.

He didn't want to think about whether he had a fever, but now he was very resistant to this action. He didn't expect to be caught if he changed to a collarless one, so he was convinced.

But his scarf was torn loose by Yan Lingyi, and the mottled neck directly bumped into Yan Lingyi's eyes.

The traces of red and purple are covered on the green veins, which has a strange and poignant impact.

"You..." Yan Lingyi's throat suddenly twitched, and he frowned deeply, but he didn't know how to ask when the words came to his lips.

Yan Lingyi is no stranger to this kind of imprint, but the mark on Xue Han's neck is full of brutality at first glance, as if the man wanted to swallow him into his stomach...

But who has the ability to leave this kind of thing on Xue Han...?

"Don't ask, I'm here to talk to you about something serious." Xue Han tucked the scarf with one hand with no expression on his face, and sat down on Yanlingyi's boss chair as if he were a customer, and took a few sips of cold soda .

It was too late for Yan Lingyi to stop him, so he had no choice but to look at his desk to see which corner had the antipyretics he bought last time.

"Tell me." Yan Lingyi is quite savvy. At this juncture, Xue Han must have caused a lot of trouble, otherwise he wants to hear the word "business" from him?Oh, dreaming.

"You help me keep an eye on someone these few days, that is Lu Wei's mother, Lu Wenqin."

"What?!"

Xue Han ignored Yan Lingyi's strange cry, and supported his head feebly, "I was going to try to see if Lu Wenqin got involved, and by the way, I would piss off Officer Lu and ask him to turn into the police station for me to do something. play."

As a result, the damned Lu Wei knocked him unconscious and tied him back? ? ?Still tossing him all night? ? ?

Thinking of this, Xue Han's face darkened several times.

But he also listened to the conversation between Lu Wenqin and Lu Wei last night, and with Lu Wenqin's performance on the phone, Xue Han was more inclined that Lu Wenqin didn't know what Zou Guoxiang was doing.

"Oh..." Yan Lingyi nodded half-knowingly, "Then I'll monitor all her electronic communications? I can do this myself."

He suddenly said "ah" again, and continued: "It's okay, it's okay, this antipyretic medicine hasn't expired yet, have you eaten yet? This is after a meal..."

"Yanlingyi."

Xue Han lowered his dumb eyes, looked at the soda with bubbles in his hand, and asked in a low voice: "Have you ever thought that one day I might kill someone?"

For a while, there was an eerie silence in the office.

After a while, Yanling Yi took a deep breath and said calmly: "Then can you tell me why you might kill someone?"

Unexpectedly, Xue Han suddenly smiled lazily, and said nonchalantly, "I'm just kidding, son."

But in my heart I sighed long and bitterly...

How could he say it out loud, his parents wanted a unique technology...

—Killed the entire R&D team.

The cold carbonic acid flowed into the empty stomach pouch along the scorching throat, and there was a bit of cold air, writhing in pain.

But this feeling is much worse than the biting feeling when he took out this information from Zou Guoxiang's mouth.

Xue Han waved away the feeling that his bone marrow was condensed from his mind, and then slowly explained a few things about Yan Lingyi, then turned off the shield in his pocket, and started to talk to Yan Lingyi After calming down, he exchanged a few words as usual, and then slowly dispelled the uneasiness in Yan Lingyi's heart just now.

Yan Lingyi was still thinking about his fever, so he said, "I'll order you a Japanese-style fried pork cutlet rice downstairs? It's delicious with cabbage. Or do you feel sick and want something light? I'll order it for you." A Chaoshan casserole porridge?"

When he said this, Xue Han actually felt a little hungry, "Porridge, this Japanese tonkatsu looks like Northeast stew, I don't think it's very authentic."

Yan Lingyi didn't argue with him that the Japanese restaurant was indeed opened by a man from the Northeast, but there was nothing to say about the quality of the food. Although he knew that the young master liked to eat fried food, if he wanted to get sick, he should eat less greasy food. thing.

Tonkatsu was purely a sentence to whet his appetite.

Yan Lingyi dialed the internal line and asked his little secretary Yuan Xuan to run downstairs.

Unexpectedly, Xue Han took out his mobile phone to check the time, and suddenly said: "Hey, I don't think there is much time left. If you don't open the door too early, you can change it to anything."

"Ah? Why are you in a hurry?" Yan Lingyi raised his head suspiciously, and repeated his words to the other end of the phone.

"It's not why I'm in a hurry." Xue Han's handsome brows and eyes intertwined with helplessness and depression, "It's because the police uncle is coming to arrest me."

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but Yan Lingyi's expression became distorted again when he said that.

Why does this police uncle sound like a master who eats people without spit out bones.

"You..." Yan Lingyi looked at Xue Han's face carefully, leaned close to him, squinted his phoenix eyes, and pouted at the scarf, but was still defeated by curiosity and asked in a low voice: "Is it Police Officer Lu?" ?”

Xue Han glanced at him lightly, and suddenly smiled jokingly as if thinking of something: "Otherwise? Which beauty do you think can be so fierce?"

Yanlingyi was about to break out in a cold sweat, and said in his heart that fortunately, he just thought about Lu Wei a little bit, let alone the problem of the two of them colliding with each other, even if Yanlingyi himself is a zero, he really doesn’t feel that he is be able to stand.

But he still sucked his teeth strangely, and said puzzledly: "No... you two, what kind of special habit is this?"

Xue Han raised his eyebrows a little high, and said confidently: "What special hobby?"

"It's just... oops..." Yan Lingyi couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while, so he just raised his claws and tore off Xue Han's scarf, swipe his fingertips from left to right, and said angrily: "This is me. It’s about this! Don’t say that I, a brother, didn’t warn you, that’s how many people kill themselves!”

Even Xue Han, who has always been quick in thinking, couldn't help but froze for a moment. After a few seconds, he realized that what Yan Lingyi said was the finger marks on his neck, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's really no wonder that Yanling Yi's brain circuits are so clear, anyone who sees such ambiguous traces and strangle marks will think of this aspect.

"Hey, why are the ancestors laughing! It's rare for me to tell you seriously."

It was rare for Xue Han to smile so happily these days, and his pale face turned red, he patted Yan Lingyi's shoulder, and said with a hint of teasing, "I didn't see it, my son has a wide range of interests. "

He closed his eyes slightly, with a bit of satisfaction hidden between his brows, and continued with an expression of entrusting a heavy responsibility: "Whether Dad can overwhelm Officer Lu in the future depends on you."