Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

He was speechless all the way, and after Feichuang came to a complete stop, Bo Ruchu walked out quickly, ignoring Jiang Zhize who was calling for him from behind.

"Chenglan, don't go so fast—"

Responding to Jiang Zhize's matter, Bo Ruchu's back was getting further and further away.

As a result, Zuo's employees saw a beautiful landscape.

The deputy director of his own family walked in front with a dark face, and a man with a slightly feminine appearance behind him was carrying a big thing and chasing the deputy director while shouting something.

"Bam—"

Along with a violent fall, Jiang Zhize exclaimed.

"Hey, it hurts."

Bo Ruchu endured it, and finally turned around and walked back.

His eyes stayed on someone's slightly swollen ankle for a few seconds, and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

He stepped forward to help someone, and while supporting him to walk forward slowly, he asked, "How is it? Can I still walk?"

Jiang Zhize nodded: "Although it hurts a bit, I don't think any bone was hurt."

Bo Ruchu frowned slightly, the corners of his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"I said you, give me enough time!"

Looking at Jiang Zhize who kept leaning against him, Bo Ruchu suppressed the urge to throw him out, and gritted his teeth.

"However, his feet hurt so badly that he can't use his strength at all." Jiang Zhize looked at Bo Ruchu innocently.

A series of '#' appeared on Bo Ruchu's forehead, and he couldn't help speeding up his steps. After helping him into his office, before he could call the secretary in, he saw Fu Ling looking at himself and Jiang Zhize with a gossipy face. .

Seeing that Bo Ruchu's complexion was not good, Fu Ling quickly and obediently stepped forward to help him, helping Jiang Zhize onto the sofa.

His eyes stopped at his ankles, showing a clear look.

"His foot is fine, and he can recover after three days of rest."

Bo Ruchu nodded, and he naturally noticed it, otherwise he wouldn't have speeded up halfway.

"I originally wanted to tell you that I won't be at home for dinner tonight. It looks like you won't be able to go back tonight." Fu Ling gestured to Bo Ruchu indifferently: "Then I'll go first, don't bother me." you."

Jiang Zhize: ...

After humming lightly, and taking Fuling away, Bo Ruchu called up the virtual screen by looking at the action of the optical brain, and checked the information about Fuling's coming.

The room was silent.

After a while, Jiang Zhize took out a bag of snacks from the shopping bag, and started to eat it with a 'Kaba, Kaba'.

Bo Ruchu's eyelids twitched, and his gaze stayed on his slightly exposed wrist. After that, he continued to deal with business affairs with his head down as if nothing had happened.

He really owed him in his previous life!

As the time passed, Jiang Zhize took out the tissue and tried it again, rubbed his bulging stomach, and then hiccupped: "It's been a while, Cheng Lan, don't you feel hungry?"

Hearing this, Bo Ruchu looked up at him, moved his stiff limbs slightly, and after calling the secretary to let him buy takeaway, he still told him to call a doctor.

Seeing that the secretary-general had gone far away, Jiang Zhize licked his face and said, "Hey? I only ordered a takeaway, Chenglan, do you want to eat with me? If that's the case, I don't mind."

"You're thinking too much. I ordered that for myself. You just ate so much. You shouldn't be able to eat anything else, right?"

Bo Ruchu put on a blank face, ruthlessly breaking Jiang Zhize's fantasy.

Jiang Zhize lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes, and when he raised his head again, there was already a slight smile on his face.