The actor's little milk dog is A and soft

Looking at the few messages sent by Shen Qing, Ji Rufeng's gloomy mood for a few days was instantly wiped away.Returned crisply——

[Ji Rufeng: Alright, husband! @沉清]

Lin Xiaoshen, who had just returned from the phone call, came over and saw the cheerful "da", and almost spit out all the coffee he drank.

"Are you okay? This is going to change the setting of Xiaojiao's wife? Didn't you agree to not interfere in this matter? What's going on?"

Ji Rufeng ignored him, looked at those few messages and thought of something, and turned on the computer beside him.

Lin Xiaoshen watched him input——

What disease makes people resist the touch of others?

Here are the odd answers.

Lin Xiaoshen took a clean towel from the servant, wiped off the coffee on his hand, and said, "This symptom belongs to the category of mental illness. You'd better ask a psychiatrist. What's wrong? Are you sick again?"

Ji Rufeng slid the mouse and frowned, "It's not me, it's Shen Qing."

"Him?" Lin Xiaoshen was stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"

Ji Rufeng threw him the information he had sorted out in the past two days, "This is a report a few years ago, about Shen Qing."

Lin Xiaoshen picked it up and flipped through it. After reading it, he was surprised and said, "He actually beat up the investor! He dared to shame the seniors of the same company! Is he so hot-tempered? When I saw him the other day, I thought he was just a young man with a withdrawn personality. .Speaking of which, your ex-boyfriend..."

"The media is exaggerating."

Ji Rufeng didn't find a reliable statement, turned off the computer and flipped through the address book, and frowned when he heard his words.

"He's not that kind of person. I've never seen him hit anyone before. He has a very good temper. I asked Li Wei, and she said that Shen Qing seemed to be very resistant to being touched by men. Once, he even posted it in front of the media. Fire. I went to check on that agent yesterday."

"Is it out?"

Ji Rufeng sneered: "The mouth is as hard as a dead duck, no matter what you can't pry it open, it has been sloppy with me for a long time."

Lin Xiaoshen weighed the information in his hand, wondering, "But why did you suddenly remember to check these?"

Ji Rufeng paused for a while before saying, "I feel like I misunderstood him."

Lin Xiaoshen's eyes lit up when he saw him, and the soul of gossip burned instantly.

"Why, after asking you for so long, you are finally willing to confess? Tell me, how did you two get along?"

Ji Rufeng said indifferently to his watching the excitement, "Can I ask you to get out?"

Lin Xiaoshen immediately became dissatisfied, "As for it? Even if you get dumped, you don't have to be so sensitive, who hasn't lost their love yet, besides, am I the kind of person who can laugh at you?"

Ji Rufeng didn't want to talk to him. After flipping through the address book, he suddenly said, "Where's the contact information of the German doctor before? Give it to me."

After a pause, he changed his words suddenly, "Forget it, just give me your phone, I know you still have his number."

"You mean Frank? Don't tell me, I still have it. Want it? Tell me how the two of you got it."

Ji Rufeng looked at the phone in his hand, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, "It seems that you want to see me be late for tomorrow's press conference?"

"……you dare."

Ji Rufeng smiled politely, "You can try."

Lin Xiaoshen threw the phone over cursingly, Ji Rufeng dialed the phone and went upstairs.

The more Lin Xiaoshen thought about it, the more angry he became, and he shouted at his back unwillingly, "Don't forget the press conference of "Star Trek" tomorrow night. Les said that if you dare to be absent again, he will definitely replace you next time!"

Ji Rufeng was unmoved: "Oh, then I really need to trouble you, old man, to thank him for me."

Immediately, the door was mercilessly closed.

Lin Xiaoshen went to the sofa angrily, and wanted to take a quick-acting heart-rescue pill again.

The housekeeper sorted out the messed up materials, served the tea prepared in advance, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, this is a fire, please use it slowly."

Lin Xiaoshen pinched his eyebrows, and said exhaustedly: "Uncle Wang, you should leave the Baihuo tea to your family to drink. Give me a cup of coffee, I will go to see Gu Minglang later, and refresh myself first."

The butler immediately ordered someone to cook it, removed the tea, and replaced it with Lin Xiaoshen's favorite dessert, and said with a smile: "Master Biao went to England this morning, and he should be going back to celebrate Mr. Gu's birthday. You may have to wait for a while .Do I need to arrange a room for you? When Master Biao comes back, he should come back here first."

Lin Xiaoshen paused for a moment, and then refused with a face full of refusal: "Fucking mother will definitely follow, Uncle Wang, I don't want to scold the public in such a noble place, really. So please help me tell me about Ji Rufeng's recent good deeds." Tell him literally. Also, tell him for me, happy engagement."

"Okay, I must convey it to you. Speaking of which, the young master seems to be in a good mood recently. I think he has stopped going to church in the past few days since he came back."

"Let's fall in love." Lin Xiaoshen's eyes were full of disgust, "Maybe the next time you see him in church, it's time for him to get married."

The butler smiled and said, "Really? I'm really happy for him. I just don't know which beautiful lady it is. It's such an honor. If my wife knows, she should be happy too."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoshen sneered darkly: "I hope Mrs. Gu will really be happy when she sees that beautiful 'Miss'."

Upstairs, Ji Rufeng dialed the phone.

"This disease is not impossible, but I need to know his triggers, as well as his medical history. In addition, there are name, gender, age and so on."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not checking the account. I'm just confirming that Mr. Ji, you are not doing illegal things, such as invading other people's privacy."

"After all, we are deeply impressed by the things that Mr. Ji did here."

On the phone, Frank spoke fluent Chinese and said very embarrassing words.

Obviously, he was very unhappy, the call he finally got was actually this guy.

Ji Rufeng listened to him complaining like a cannonball, and thought to himself, if he knew it earlier, he would have let Lin Xiaoshen come and fight him.

Frank was still chattering, using humble words, saying high-spirited words: "Finally, Mr. Ji, please explain the relationship between you and the patient. After we confirm it, we will decide whether to tell you the result."

Ji Rufeng said lightly: "We met in high school, how can you confirm?"

Frank continued to fool around: "Don't worry, we have a lot to do about this..."

In the end, Frank hung up the phone without finishing his sentence.

Ji Rufeng's face was calm, and with a movement of his fingers, Frank, who had been practicing Tai Chi for a long time, was blacked out in seconds.