Mr. Fu, is that you?

After dinner in the evening, Fu Chenyan sat in the living room with a blank piece of paper, with a look of displeasure. Jin Zhuoran, who wanted to do hygiene, immediately detoured when he saw him like this.

"Stop!" Fu Chenyan saw that he was about to slip out, "Sit down!"

Jin Zhuoran had no choice but to put the garbage in the entrance: "Boss, what's the matter?" He sat down and hugged a pillow in his arms, and he became more and more relaxed in this home.He glanced at the piece of paper and said politely, "Boss, I won't participate in your family affairs..."

Fu Chenyan glared at him: "You have already participated, what are you talking about now, you usually have a lot of contact with her, tell me, how should I write?"

Jin Zhuoran laughed angrily: "Boss, what did you say? Why do I have a lot of contact with her? After all, it is your sister. You have no contact with her anymore?" , "Boss, I advise you to think about it by yourself. No matter what I say, you are all outsiders. There is no reason to participate in your siblings' private affairs. Although what Professor Wan said makes sense, I know that I am also an individual, and I have her own. You can't let me force her all the time."

Fu Chenyan went back to the room with the paper, locked the door, went into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror.

"Are you there?" He asked suddenly, looking at himself in the mirror.

After waiting for a while, there was no response. He thought for a while, put down the pen and paper, and lay down on the bed smoothly. Since it still doesn't work, let her come out first, he closed his eyes and thought.

"Zhuoran..." Fu Zhiran walked out cautiously.

Jin Zhuoran was mopping the floor, when he heard this, he turned his head immediately: "Fu Zhiran? Why did you come out?"

Fu Zhiran scratched his head in doubt: "I don't know, Shen Yan took the initiative to let me out this time."

Jin Zhuoran knew it well, he made a cup of milk tea for Fu Zhiran: "Watch TV first, I still have some work to do, wait for me to finish it."

Fu Zhiran sat on the sofa holding milk tea and nodded obediently. Jin Zhuoran dragged it aside and sighed that he was really a little angel, but he didn't know if he could still look like a little angel after he merged. He sighed and thought strangely. That's not bad, to be honest, he still likes Fu Zhiran more than Fu Chenyan, after all, who doesn't like well-behaved children.

After he sat down after finishing it, it had been more than half an hour, Fu Zhiran handed him a glass of water: "Zhuoran, drink water."

Jin Zhuoran took the water glass and didn't want to talk about it anymore, but it's not his turn to decide this matter. He sighed and asked tentatively: "You know the boss always wants to contact you recently, right?"

Fu Zhiran put down the milk tea and nodded: "Zhuo Ran, do you also persuade me to communicate with him?"

Jin Zhuoran thought for a while and said, "I can't say it's persuasion, but..."

"Zhuo Ran, do you know why I didn't want to come out during the day, and it was always at night?" Fu Zhiran interrupted him, "Because my parents don't like me, every time I come out they are terrified and want to take me to see a doctor, Mom I will still cry, my father will scold me, ask me when I can leave Shen Yan, and beg me not to harm Shen Yan, I am also very sad, why, it is Shen Yan who chose to coexist with me, and my parents were so angry at the beginning. He liked me, but he was scared when he saw me at that time, and then I simply came out at night, which will neither affect Shen Yan nor myself."

"But it has nothing to do with your communication with the boss." Jin Zhuoran asked doubtfully.

Fu Zhiran fell down on the sofa: "I saw Shen Yan's diary." She said, "In his diary, it says that he hates me, hates having an excellent sister who always overpowers him so that his parents can't see him, The teachers at the school always said to him, with such an excellent sister, how could his younger brother be poor in studies? As time passed, he became more and more disgusted with such remarks..." She let herself go, "I read his diary that night , I realized that he hates me so much, I cried all night, and my eyes were swollen the next day."

"That's because the boss was ignorant when he was young, so you still care about these things with him?" Jin Zhuoran persuaded, "He accidentally caused you...he also regrets it very much. He thinks you are important without you." He persuaded awkwardly, "That's why you haven't communicated with him?"

Fu Zhiran nodded: "I think he still hates me. Have you seen the note he left for me? It's very rude, and his bossy tone makes me think he still hates me, so I think Forget it, he called me out just now, I communicated with him once before, and he still yelled at me." Fu Zhiran was wronged.

Jin Zhuoran knew that this was because the little girl lost her temper. He nodded and said that he knew: "I told him about the impoliteness of the boss. Maybe he is more powerful. He is also the boss in the company, and he often It's no wonder that someone who orders people has such a tone, to be honest, I also hate him." Jin Zhuoran felt the same way.

"Then Shen Yan wants to merge with me?"

"Yes, the boss thought about it, but he has been unable to communicate with you, so this matter has not been put on the agenda." Jin Zhuoran said.

"What about you, after we fuse, what about you?" she asked.

"Me?" Jin Zhuoran pointed at himself, "Then I should have been fired, and then where should I go and find another job to support myself."

Fu Zhiran nodded and yawned: "Zhuoran, I'm sleepy."

Jin Zhuoran sent her back to the room thoughtfully: "Go to bed early at night."

Fu Zhiran nodded and closed the door.

……

Jiang's mother went to the rehabilitation department of this hospital for rehabilitation treatment on the doctor's suggestion, but because the treatment was not particularly satisfactory, she always lost her temper.

"Mom, this kind of acupuncture and moxibustion therapy doesn't work just a few times, and it's not some kind of fairy treatment. You have to take your time." Jiang Luye persuaded Mother Jiang, who was frowning and cursing vaguely. , "The doctor will arrange for the recovery. The director also said before that there is no need to rush this matter."

Jiang's mother still didn't listen, and cursed vaguely, Jiang's father frowned at the side, watching Jiang's newly measured blood pressure rose again, stood up: "Why do you always Don’t listen to advice, didn’t you listen to what the doctor said? Keep a good attitude, don’t always get angry and swear at others, what’s the point? Now your blood pressure is soaring again, do you still want to go to the operating room again and insert the tube again? Lying in the intensive care unit? Old woman, you are already very lucky, you have saved your life, don't be so ignorant again."

"Xiaoye and I take care of you in the hospital every day. You don't feel sorry for me, but you also feel sorry for your son. He runs back and forth between the hospital and the house every day. He gets up in the morning to cook porridge and soup. He has no time to eat. You are still arguing here every day. It's non-stop." Father Jiang frowned and said, "Xiaoye's friend, Xiao Mo, often runs around to find a doctor for you, and your recovery measures are customized by a very good doctor for you, what else do you want!"

Mother Jiang stared and said nothing, her chest was bullied violently, the monitor issued a sharp siren, and the nurse rushed over: "What's the matter? Why is the blood pressure so high?"

"Sorry, sorry, my mother is a little angry." Jiang Luye apologized to the nurse, "Her blood pressure..."

"One hundred and seventeen." The nurse glanced at him complainingly, "The patient is in a special situation now, you family members, don't be angry with her often, her blood pressure must be well controlled, and she was finally rescued, so she must cherish it." .”

She checked Jiang's mother's situation and persuaded: "Auntie, you finally saved your life. It is really not easy. You should cherish it. How can you get angry every now and then?" She looked at Jiang Father, "Your family members persuade her again, don't have another accident."

"Hey, Cheng Chengcheng, thank you." Father Jiang sent the nurse away with a smile, and came back to make the quilt for Mother Jiang: "Did you hear me, people say you can't be angry, you will lose your temper every now and then."

"She, one, nurse, nurse, understands, understands what." Mother Jiang said vaguely.

Jiang Luye sighed: "Mom, even the nurses are professional and better than us. When you arrive at the hospital, just listen to the doctor's arrangement. Don't say these things anymore. They won't be happy if they hear it."

Jiang's mother turned her face away in displeasure, and didn't want to talk to them anymore. Her blood pressure was still high. Jiang Luye had no choice but to go to the doctor to discuss whether there was any solution. The doctor couldn't help this kind of emotional problem. After all, recovery is a One step at a time, there is no way to reach the sky in one step.

……

Mo Xuehe was about to invite Jiang Luye to dinner.

He nervously sent Jiang Luye a dinner invitation, then paced the room nervously.

"Ding—" the phone rang.

Jiang Luye: Okay, but I’m here to treat you. Thank you for helping me when my mother was sick.

"Yes!" Mo Xuehe happily kicked his legs on the bed, and after a while of excitement, he immediately replied: Yes, then I will not be polite.Launch Heart.gif.

After Jiang Luye booked the restaurant, she notified Mo Xuehe, and Mo Xuehe rushed into his elder brother's study room like chicken blood: "Brother, help me choose clothes!" He was pulled into Mo Xuehe's cloakroom.

"What do you think of this tie? Would black be too dull? How about this set? No, it's a bit fancy, and this one, this one, what do you think of this tie? Does it match my temperament and image? Oh, brother, don't look at your phone, look at me." Mo Xuehe picked up his clothes and gestured on his body.

"Well, good, not bad, pretty good-looking." Mo Xuelin said absently and perfunctorily.

Mo Xuehe snatched his mobile phone: "You know it even if you don't even look at it. I'm naked, so be serious, it's a lifelong event!"

Mo Xuelin asked, "What restaurant did he order?"

“Macao food.”

"Then what kind of suit do you wear?" Mo Xuelin asked back, "It's fine if you wear the same as usual. If it's too formal, he will still be nervous. Only when the two of you relax can you communicate."

Mo Xuehe's eyes lit up: "Brother is amazing, not bad, I'll just listen to you." He stuffed the clothes in his hand on the chair and began to pick out what he usually wears. Mo Xuelin thought he was fine and was about to leave , and was held back by his troublesome younger brother, "Then you say I should wear this sweater, or that shirt, and the pants underneath..." He fiddled with his hair in front of the mirror, "Brother, you Do you want me to get a haircut?"

"Little brother, big brother usually wears suits or home clothes. There are not as many clothes as you. The suits are also custom-made, and I can't give you more advice on clothing styles. How about I ask mom?" Mo Xuelin asked road.

Mo Xuehe frantically waved his hands: "It's fine to ask mom to come, look at dad, it's all taken care of by mom, and he wears everything." Mo Xuehe curled his lips, "Then you give me the contact information of your stylist I."

"It's my assistant." Mo Xuelin said, "If you have his number, contact him yourself."

"Brother, your assistant knows this?" Mo Xuehe said in surprise, "No wonder your assistant's salary is so high, but it's cheaper than hiring another stylist, no, I can't lose, I want to find one like this. "

Assistant Mo Xuelin, who was working overtime at home, received a video call from the boss' younger brother, and had to find time to match the clothes for the boss' younger brother and comment on the styling. He looked at the computer and there were still most of the unwritten work plans. This is the price of getting a high salary. In the end, Mo Xuehe came to look at the corner. The assistant thought that he was being tested by the boss, so he politely refused.

Mo Xuehe hung up the phone in great disappointment, the assistant heaved a sigh of relief, and after a while received a call from Mo Xuehe, saying that he hoped he could introduce someone like him, the assistant was sure that the boss' brother was not joking , said that he would think of a way, but because he learned the knowledge about modeling by himself, he couldn't provide too much help, but he would try his best.