[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

"I'm sorry." Facing Shu Boheng's peaceful eyes, Qiao Jing first apologized sincerely.

Shu Boheng couldn't understand his attitude.He raised his eyebrows in surprise, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and asked, "Why do you apologize?"

"One is because I took the liberty to visit without saying hello, the other is because I was too eager for quick success, which made Mr. Zhuang unhappy, and the third is because I disturbed Mr. Shu's rest."

"..." Now Shu Boheng felt that the young man in front of him was a promising talent, so he couldn't help thinking of recruiting him to his banner.

If it was an ordinary person, they might only talk about the first point, and might not even mention the second point, but Qiao Jing not only mentioned it, he also brought up the third point, which made people look at it with admiration.

He is a thoughtful and considerate person, no wonder he still has such a high status in the industry with only one "troubleshooter".

"The junior knows that without your consent, sir, I would not even be able to step into this yard."

"You are right. I also think that Zhuang Ling has been silent for the past few years. It is time for him to come back. I can feel that he is actually willing in his heart. As for why he deliberately made things difficult for you, it is probably because your artist, He was so impressed last time."

Zhuang Ling went back to visit a friend's class, and happened to meet Yue Lin making trouble outside the set, so he immediately had a bad impression of this artist.

In fact, it was because Yue Lin didn't return all night the night before, went to a nightclub to get drunk, and was dragged back by Qiao Jing.At that time, the relationship between the two had dropped to a freezing point. Although they were still under the same roof, they had developed to the point where they didn't talk much.Or it must be Yue Lin's unilateral satire when he speaks, Qiao Jing only waited for him to finish speaking, and then said lightly, "Go to bed early, there is work tomorrow."

But it was such a fluffy sentence that gave Yue Lin the illusion of punching the cotton with a punch, so he worked harder to make the world, hoping to completely anger Qiao Jing.

So what Zhuang Ling saw on the set was actually Yue Lin paying attention to playing big names and deliberately making trouble for no reason.

But how would Qiao Jing tell Shu Boheng about this?From another angle, even if he told him, Shu Boheng might not understand.Yue Lin's attitude is always the most critical part of whether this matter can be done.

However, what Qiao Jing didn't expect was that even if he didn't say anything, Shu Boheng seemed to have seen everything.

He thought about it and said to Qiao Jing, "I have a report on my desk, which says that your relationship with Yue Lin has not been good this year, even compared with strangers. As a manager, You can't even handle the relationship with artists well, Manager Qiao, I doubt your business level when you are like this."

"..." Qiao Jing moved her index finger on her thigh, as if she wanted to grab something, but finally gave up.

"In your opinion, how should the matter be resolved? Replace Yue Lin, or replace me?"

"Agent Qiao, you think things are too pessimistic. There is no obstacle you can't get through. I give you a week to go back and persuade Yue Lin not to cause trouble, and this will be done. Because, although I hope Zhuang Ling will come back, I don't want to let him go. I don't want my lover to be wronged even a little bit."

Zhuang Ling, who just came down with the blanket, heard this sentence seriously, his hands clenched tightly, and finally walked over quickly, carefully covered his legs with the blanket, and then pulled it up.Finally, I looked at his face again, "Have you finished talking, it's time for you to go upstairs to rest."

This is a clear order to evict guests.After Qiao Jing got the promise she wanted, she didn't stay any longer, and stood up knowingly, planning to leave and leave.

So Shu Boheng pushed aside the blanket that had just been covered, and insisted on sending Qiao Jing out.Zhuang Ling looked at the two of them suspiciously, always feeling that there was something tricky between them.But since his relatives insisted, he had no choice but to help him to the door with all his heart, because it was very windy outside, and he refused to let him take another step.

After sending him away, Zhuang Ling asked sourly, "Is that how you appreciate him?"

Shu Boheng laughed all of a sudden, he raised his head and patted Zhuang Ling's head, "How old is he, why is he still jealous of everyone? Can't you see this Qiao Jing? Obviously, he is interested in his artist. "

"..." Hearing this, Zhuang Ling's eyes widened immediately, and he felt that there was an answer to what he couldn't figure out before.

"So that's how it is." But then he said worriedly, "This Yue Lin looks like a difficult bone at first glance. Qiao Jing has suffered a lot when he falls in love with him."

"Everyone has their own destiny. You are worried now, but you can't change anything. Well, come with me to the sofa, I want to eat the porridge you made."

"It's so rare! You want to eat something. You wait, I'll make it for you." Zhuang Ling placed the man on the sofa, covered him with a blanket again, and held his face on the man's lips Take a peck.Only then did he walk back and forth to the kitchen step by step.

In order to take care of Shu Boheng conveniently, Zhuang Ling asked people to make the kitchen semi-closed, so that he could see Shu Boheng when he turned around, and Shu Boheng could also see him.

But what Zhuang Ling didn't expect was that today he just stared at the congee for a little bit, and something happened.When he turned his head again, what he saw horrified him inexplicably.

I saw Shu Boheng lying sideways on the sofa at some point, because he was far away, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he also knew that it must be not very good.

Zhuang Ling quickly dropped the wolfberry in his hand, and ran over without taking off his apron.He squatted in front of the sofa, touched Shu Boheng's face, and called softly, "Ah Heng? Ah Heng?"

Shu Boheng's condition was very bad. In just a short while, his face turned gray and his lips were slightly cyanotic.

Zhuang Ling felt bad, and hurriedly called, "Uncle Yang! Uncle Yang! Come here and help! No, you go upstairs and take down the oxygen generator!"

"What's the matter, sir? Did you faint again? I'll get it now!"

"I don't know what's going on, but I fainted after a while. It may be because of the weather. I said that he is only suitable for raising him in the room in this kind of weather. This damn person still wants to accompany me to filming !"

"Maybe I accidentally blew the wind at the door just now." At this moment, Uncle Yang had dragged down the entire oxygen generator, and was helping Zhuang Ling to lift Shu Boheng up from the sofa, keeping him in a sitting position.

But Shu Boheng was unconscious now, and he couldn't hold on at all. As soon as Zhuang Ling let go of his hand, he immediately fell sideways, and even his head drooped powerlessly.

Helpless, Zhuang Ling had no choice but to wrap his arms around his shoulders to prevent him from falling down, and then asked Uncle Yang to support his head and put on the oxygen mask.