The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

Zhou Yunshen walked out the door, but saw that the sky outside the window was turning white. It was a night and a brand new dawn had come.

Han Yi was in a coma for a day and a night, and when he woke up in the early hours of the morning, Zhou Yunshen looked a bit embarrassed during the day and night, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, his beard stubble protruded, or he looked like a homeless man.

Before Han Yi raised his hand to touch his face, Zhou Yunshen grasped it. The two looked at each other without words, but it was better than a thousand words, and they seemed to have said everything in their eyes.

"What do you want to eat? I'll have someone deliver it."

Han Yi moved and felt weak all over, and said for a while, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Han Yi seemed to be teasing Zhou Yunshen, but Zhou Yunshen said hello, and actually picked him up from the bed and went to the toilet. Han Yi didn't have much strength, and Zhou Yunshen helped him to go to the toilet.

"Do you still want to take a bath?"

Zhou Yunshen said: "Be more comfortable."

"Well, then you get someone to bring something, and you just have something to eat after taking a shower."

"it is good."

"I give you a bath?"

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhou."

This ward is a VIP ward arranged by Zhou Yunshen, and it has everything, except that the toiletries are not the brands Han Yi is used to.

Zhou Yunshen washed Han Yi's hair with his hands full of foam. Han Yi sat on the toilet seat and enjoyed Mr. Zhou's service. He was very weak now, as if his bones had been dismantled and cramps left him with a body full of flesh.

Zhou Yunshen knew that he was tired and weak and did not speak. He washed his hair, took a bath, dried him, carried him back to the bed, and dried his hair. The food was delivered at this time. Wei Yan hurriedly carried the food box and pushed the door away. And the smell of shampoo.

"Yo, you're still drying your hair."

He put the things on the table and said: "Here, the bone soup that has been boiled for almost two hours, if you don't finish it, you will be sorry for my craftsmanship."

He took out one by one, "There are also pickles, a few dumplings. There is also a box of lunch that Yuan Qiao asked me to bring you." He said to Zhou Yunshen: "I prepared this for him to go to work tomorrow, you If you waste it, don't see it in the future, bye bye."

The small dining table was placed in front of Han Yi and Zhou Yunshen, just as the hair was almost blown, Zhou Yunshen handed Han Yi the spoon, and under Wei Yan's watchful eyes, the two each took a bite of food.

"Hey, that's right. Well, I'm going back to sleep, remember to eat fruit after dinner, you two."

After finishing talking, he went back to accompany Xia Yuanqiao with the wind under his feet.

"I found," Zhou Yunshen said after taking a few mouthfuls of food, "Wei Yan's cooking skills are getting better and better, and he can almost open a restaurant by himself."

"Well," Han Yi smiled lightly, "Xia Yuanqiao has contributed a lot."

Zhou Yunshen laughed as if thinking of something, Han Yi asked, Zhou Yunshen said, "Before Xia Yuanqiao thought of all kinds of tricks to reject Wei Yan, he just turned a person who didn't touch Yangchunshui with ten fingers and couldn't distinguish five grains into ten items. A person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in almighty and culinary skills."

After speaking, Mr. Zhou did not forget to put money on his face, "Actually, I am also like this. For you, I am willing to learn anything. Look at how good I am at cooking now."

"Yeah, you're amazing."

Han Yi praised: "I will give you and Wei Yan both a medal for being a home-cooked man later."

Mr. Zhou: "..."

The two of you talked to me and ate slowly, Zhou always slowed down on purpose, according to his speed, a box of lunch should have been eaten up in a hurry, but Han Yi can't be fast now, Zhou Yunshen deliberately Slowed down to accompany him.

Han Yi put down his chopsticks before eating much. He was so tired that Zhou Yunshen packed up the food and asked him, "Do you want some fruit?"

Han Yi looked at him without saying a word, Zhou Yunshen followed his gaze, and Han Yi said for a while, "Let him come."

Zhou Yunshen was never a person who would ask him many times about what to eat. He had already told him that Han Jingyun was still there and he would bring him fruit.

He knows the other party too well, so he understands some things without saying anything.

When Han Jingyun came in with the fruit plate, Zhou Yunshen had already gone out. Han Yi was half-sitting and leaning on the pillow. Seeing him smile, Han Jingyun's hand holding the fruit plate grasped the edge of the plate, and stopped in his footsteps. The work in seconds is like taking root.

"Jing Yun, why don't you come over?"

Han Yi smiled and said, "Come here quickly, isn't the fruit brought to me?"

Han Jingyun seemed to hear the beating of his own heart. Every step he took was not on the floor, but on his own heart, and every step hurt.

"Why don't you speak?"

Han Yi took the fruit plate but didn't eat the fruit. Han Jingyun lowered his head, and the two father and son were in a stalemate. Following Han Yi's words, Han Jingyun suddenly knelt down and cried bitterly: "Why don't you let Zhou Yunshen kill me? , It was I who harmed you and almost let you die on the mountain, why did you protect me at that time? Why did you do this? I said I hate you, I hate you!"

Han Yi's sore heart reverberated round and round, twisting and crushing his heart. He looked at the back of the kneeling child's head. This child he brought up with one hand was not bad in nature, kind and intelligent. The gangster didn't look like one at all, even the eyebrows and eyes were carved out of the same mold as Jiang Man.

"I am ashamed of your mother." Han Yi said, "Even if you killed me that day, I would try my best to protect you. Jing Yun," he said, "You are more important than my life."

"For so many years, I have been afraid that you will blame me after you know the truth, because your mother died because of me. If she hadn't helped me, she is still alive now... Over the years, I have put all the guilt towards her Become good to you... But watching you grow up little by little, I really treat you as my own child. "

"No father blames his own child."

"Then you haven't left yet," Han Yi stretched out his hand to hold Han Jingyun's face, his little face seemed to have lost weight, and looked at him with teary eyes, "Are you still willing to let me be your father?"

Zhou Yunshen looked at the father and son hugging each other through the crack of the door. He was not surprised by this result. Han Jingyun was brought up by Han Yi, and he has only one relative in the whole world, Han Yi.It is not unforgivable for a child to be instigated by a villain to do something wrong, but he did almost make him lose Han Yi.

Fortunately, Han Yi is safe and sound now, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do.

For Han Yi, Zhou Yunshen thought, now is the result he wants most.In fact, no matter where Han Jingyun goes, he will never stop to protect him, and even move to the city he went to just to take care of him.

Han Jingyun felt guilty, even now he was cautious in front of Zhou Yunshen, like a frightened pony.