The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

When Ye Zhou woke up, he felt dizzy. When his eyes regained focus, he saw a pair of deep eyes.

From the first time he saw Jiang Tingyuan, Ye Zhou knew that this person had a pair of very beautiful eyes.

Especially when his eyes are on you, the lethality is doubled in an instant.

However, it was rare for Ye Zhou not to be bewitched by the beauty at this time. Being looked at by Mr. Jiang like this, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Quickly looking away, Ye Zhou subconsciously ran through the things he had done recently in his mind, trying to find the reason why the boss was abnormal.

After the search was fruitless, Ye Zhou's voice was inexplicably guilty: "What, what's wrong?"

Jiang Ting stared at him from afar without speaking.

Ye Zhou panicked even more, and his drowsy mind miraculously began to work again.

Fortunately, when Ye Zhou began to wonder if the old account of the original body's derailment was uncovered by the boss, and was considering which posture to kneel with more dignity...

Jiang Tingyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stretched out his hand.

A cool touch came from his forehead, blocking all Ye Zhou's words in his throat, and for a while, he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Jiang Tingyuan frowned. He seemed to feel that the temperature of his hands was not accurate. He leaned forward slightly, and pressed his forehead against Ye Zhou's astonished gaze.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

This touch lasted for about five seconds, Jiang Tingyuan left and sat back on the chair, his slightly frowning brows finally eased a little.

"The fever is gone." Jiang Ting said far away.

Ye Zhou stiffly maintained the posture just now, like a sculpture, motionless.

Jiang Tingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Anywhere else do you feel uncomfortable?"

After a while, Ye Zhou finally came back to his soul slowly, nodded his head with difficulty, trying to make his voice sound calmer: "I... have a fever?"

"Well, a high fever of 39 degrees two."

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Ye Zhou about to move around, Jiang Tingyuan directly held his hand that had nowhere to rest.

"Don't move." His voice was cold, but the movements of his hands were unexpectedly gentle, and he covered him again with the quilt that had been scattered aside due to Ye Zhou's activities.

Ye Zhou, who has always taken care of others and was rarely taken care of by others, was suddenly taken care of so considerately by the boss, and felt a little at a loss for a while.

He quickly summed up the language in his mind, but he was usually sociable and well-mannered, but now, he could only squeeze out a dry sentence: "Thank you...thank you."

Apparently, Ye Zhou himself also felt a little ashamed, and was racking his brains to try to make up for it, but before he could say anything, a cup was already on his lips.

Subconsciously, Ye Zhou drank the whole glass of water into his stomach as Jiang Tingyuan tilted the glass.

Looking at the empty cup, Ye Zhou actually saw something in Mr. Jiang's eyes...Satisfied?

Ye Zhou: ...

Although he felt that he should be touched by the boss's caring care at the moment, but for some reason, Ye Zhou always had a sense of being fed by the boss as a pet.

Soon, this idea was finally confirmed little by little in the next few days.

According to the family doctor, Ye Zhou had a high fever caused by being too busy recently and suffering from overwork. The young man has a strong self-healing ability. After two days of intravenous drip and some medicine, he will be able to come back soon.

Ye Zhou naively thought so at first.

However, Ye Zhou soon discovered that things were not simple.

This kind of difficulty is reflected in, for example, now...

Ye Zhou was drawing a movie storyboard when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him. He subconsciously hid the notebook in his hand behind him with lightning speed.

Jiang Tingyuan walked down the stairs, walked gracefully to his side, said nothing, just stretched out a hand in front of Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou: ...

He hates it so much!

However, it was useless. Although the villain in his mind had already used a set of combined punches, his body was still very honest.

Slowly took out the notebook hidden behind him, and obediently handed it over to the boss.

In exchange for his cooperation, Jiang Tingyuan touched his head with a warm palm on his forehead, but he didn't feel the slightest comfort, even a little helpless.

"Brother Jiang, it was just an accident two days ago. It's been so long and I'm really healed." Ye Zhou fell back and sank into the sofa, and said in a weak voice, "Don't worry about me anymore. gone."

Jiang Tingyuan turned a deaf ear to his protest, even raised his hand to look at his watch, and said indifferently: "At ten o'clock, go out and bask in the sun."

Yes, the truth is that simple and cruel.

Since Ye Zhou fell ill, Mr. Jiang asked his family doctor to make a health schedule for him, and personally supervised the implementation of the schedule every day.

Sometimes when he needed to go to the company, he even sent two bodyguards to supervise him in a very frenzied way.

For this, Ye Zhou really wanted to cry but had no tears.

He had been at home for a whole week, and Ye Zhou felt that his hair was about to grow. Never before had Ye Zhou yearned for the outside world so much.

Ye Zhou really doesn't understand. He spent so long in the film and television industry in his previous life, and has seen all kinds of relationships between benefactors and lovers, but it's the first time he's seen someone like Jiang Tingyuan. .

After getting along for this period of time, Ye Zhou felt that the way he and Jiang Tingyuan got along was more like a father and a son than a benefactor and a young lover...

That's right, Jiang Tingyuan is the father and he is the son.

Under the death gaze of Boss Jiang, Ye Zhou got up from the sofa timidly, and walked towards the small garden outside step by step, hoping that the big boss would change his mind.

But obviously, it is impossible to change one's mind, Mr. Jiang is such a hard-hearted man.

When Ye Zhou came back into the house after basking in the sun for more than an hour, Mr. Jiang was already waiting in the restaurant. When he saw him come in, he waved to him.

When he saw the glass of green vegetable juice on the table, Ye Zhou decided to stand up and run away.

"Ye Zhou." Jiang Tingyuan's tone was calm and calm.

Ye Zhou's trot turned into standing still.

"return."

Ye Zhou turned around and his pace gradually slowed down.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and Jiang Tingyuan didn't speak any more.

The witty Ye Xiaozhou walked resolutely and did not stop until he reached the dining table.

To be honest, Ye Zhou felt that he didn't have such a standard standing posture in military training when he was in college, it was too difficult for him.

No need for Boss Jiang to say anything, Ye Zhou, who failed to escape, picked up the vegetable juice on the table, became ruthless, closed his eyes, held his breath, and started to drink.

Ye Zhou hated vegetable juice. Even though he had prepared himself in advance, he only drank half of it. Just as he was about to put down his glass, he suddenly heard Jiang Tingyuan speak.

"After drinking, I will take you out in the afternoon."

Putting half of his hand in a sharp turn, Ye Zhou dried up the remaining half cup of vegetable juice in one go, and put the glass in front of Jiang Tingyuan with a 'bang'.

"A word is settled!"

The author has something to say:

Ye Zhou: Let's go, let's go, let's go, take me out to play, to play, to play, to play, to play! !