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Wu Yunkai sat on the passenger seat, his hands still clasped together, as if he was reminiscing about the moment when he was tightly held.

He lowered his head, making Jiang Han unable to see his expression clearly for a while.

"Yunkai, go home directly now, or should we find another place to eat?"

Jiang Han waited for a while, but didn't hear Wu Yunkai's answer, so he turned to look at him strangely.

Seeing that Wu Yunkai seemed to be trembling, he hurriedly asked, "Yunkai, what's wrong with you?"

He quickly parked the car on the side of the road, reaching out to touch Wu Yunkai's shoulder.

Suddenly, it was discovered that something white was faintly visible in the place where his hands were clasped.

"What is this?" While speaking, he had already copied the thing in his hand like lightning.

Wu Yunkai was caught off guard, the thing was snatched, he hurriedly raised his head and threw himself on him to snatch it, while shouting: "Give it back to me—"

As soon as Jiang Han blocked it, he saw that it was a blank piece of paper.

There are four words written on it: Yunkai wait for me!

This font is strong and powerful, as if it penetrates the back of the paper.

Full of a shocking magic!

Jiang Han held the piece of paper and stared at Wu Yunkai incredulously.

It turned out that there was still such a farce going on under his nose.

"What is this? You still believe in such nonsense?! Are you an idiot?!"

Wu Yunkai had pain written all over his face.

He has never been so eager to stop as he is now. He clearly knows that this is a fruitless relationship, but he still wants to be obsessed with it.

"Give it back to me..." He sat weakly on the side seat, but his eyes were still fixed on the small white paper.

At this moment, his life can only be found on this piece of paper, and he can get some comfort.

Jiang Han tore the white paper into a ball with both hands, pressed the car window, and threw it out.

He was so angry that he couldn't care less about not littering everywhere.

"you……"

Before Wu Yunkai could speak, Jiang Han said angrily, "Why are you keeping such useless things?! Sober up?"

Wu Yunkai stared at Jiang Han in a daze, with tears in his eyes.

"Jiang Han, have you ever been in love? Have you ever loved someone wholeheartedly? Love is no matter how much the other person loves you, but you still go against your reason and want to get it. And I have never tried this before. In the past, I was often in a state of lovelorn, but now I know that it is not lovelorn at all, it is not at all..."

"I told you, only by working hard can you forget all this pain! Yunkai, work with me, leave here, go to a new environment, learn more things, know more Jiang Han didn't know why he cared so much about Wu Yunkai, because he found Luo Jue very unpleasant, so he blurted out that he wanted to pursue Wu Yunkai, but...maybe, Wu Yunkai was the first one since he returned to China that he felt that getting along was natural and harmonious. People who feel very freewheeling and have no burden.

Wu Yunkai didn't answer right away, under the dim headlights, he just stared at Jiang Han wearily.

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"Be careful when lifting...hang it up and hang it up..." Mama Zhang, who spoke not-so-fluent Mandarin, was instructing the moving workers to be careful of the young master's precious big bed.

A few workers murmured in their hearts that it would be too technically difficult to force this bed into the small room without bumping into each other, but it is said that the size has been measured and it can fit just enough, and one person can stand beside it .

Jiang Han opened the door and looked at the small apartment, with a large group of people coming in and out.

Cleaning and moving things are just like the palace of the emperor's holy driver.

Now the 'Emperor' is sitting in his room, biting an apple and playing with his mobile phone.

"You have to move the bed, and tear down the windows and walls. It's a lot of work, and the neighbors will look at it."

Jiang Han sighed, he really didn't like being noticed.

Wu Yunkai chewed on an apple, and glanced at Jiang Han, "You begged me to come here, just move a small bed now, that's all nonsense."

Jiang Han sighed, watching the aunt remove all the dishes he put in the kitchen and pile them in the corner.Then put on a complete set of cooking equipment and a full set of exquisite tableware.

"My young master has a bad stomach and can't eat junk food outside. From now on, I will come to cook every day."

Veins popped out on Jiang Han's forehead, his expression changed from joy at first to helplessness and then to faint anger.

Does Wu Yunkai know what life and work are? He is not here to recuperate and vacation!

"If you let that aunt come here to cook every day, then I will move out and make you live more comfortably."

"..." Wu Yunkai bit the apple and paused.

Wu Yunkai followed Jiang Han a little nervously, and couldn't bear the problem that had been entangled in his heart for a long time.

"Well... do you think the people in this company will know me?"

After all, he was also the general manager. If someone recognizes him and works for someone else, that would be embarrassing.

Jiang Han said with a blank expression: "I have already told the boss of the company about your situation. He has already promised that he will never disclose it to others, and he has also promised to mention it in front of other employees. Even if someone recognizes you, you will You have to pretend not to be, after all, there are similarities in this world.”

"That's right, I can no longer be called Wu Yunkai." He was also on the cover of newspapers and magazines before.

Going to work in a small company, and having a trial... will make my father lose face, and he must never let that person see how miserable he is now.

From now on, he will rely entirely on his own abilities, work hard, and be recognized.

"From now on, you'll be called Jiang Jun. You'll be my cousin."

"Jiang, Jiang..." Wu Yunkai was dumbfounded, petrified.

Without the meticulous care of his parents, the meticulous care of everything, coupled with Leng Han's indifferent temperament, his lack of desire for the quality of life, and his indifferent attitude towards him, Wu Yunkai was really miserable.

As a newcomer to the company, he not only has to go to places with the most difficult conditions to familiarize himself with the production status of the products under the name of others, but also has to memorize the uses of various materials, models, etc. in the shortest possible time.

Under such a scorching high temperature, I only use electric fans to blow and blow, and the wind blowing is always hot.

In such a difficult environment, after a month, he lay on the bed at night and only felt that he was dying.

He works so hard every day, and he still has to eat Jiang Han's dishes when he gets home...

...is about to die...

"Yun Kai, come out for dinner—"

Jiang Han's voice without the slightest emotion came from outside, Wu Yunkai pretended not to hear it.

He was spread out on the big bed, even though his stomach was growling with hunger, he couldn't even arouse the slightest appetite.

He wants to drink the fragrant chicken soup.

He wants to eat a three-pound lobster, and he wants to drink good red wine.

It's autumn now... Where should I go in autumn?What should I eat?

Go to Japan to eat sushi, soak in hot springs, enjoy the most extreme SPA service, relax your body and mind, as if you have integrated into the natural world and forget your self...

Ahhh, he misses the majestic snow-capped mountains again, imagining how he would fall in the snow.

He wanted to go skiing, let go of his arms, and enjoyed the excitement——

After a few knocks, the door was pushed open.

It also interrupted Wu Yunkai's whimsy.

"Yunkai—it's time to eat." Jiang Han's voice was close at hand.

"I want to move."

"Hurry up, I have something to tell you later."

"Let's talk now..." Wu Yunkai responded weakly, closing his eyes like a puddle of mud.

There were faint veins on Jiang Han's forehead.

"We have been familiar with each other for a month, and we will report to the sales department tomorrow."

With a grunt, Wu Yunkai turned over and sat up, his eyes lit up.

"Really? No more going to the workshop?"

Jiang Han nodded, and held back the following words.

Looking at Wu Yunkai's black and thin refugee-like appearance, it is almost completely different from the white and elegant nobleman before.

If Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu saw it now, they would be so distressed that they would die.

"I'm going to bring it to my room to eat, and watch a movie at the same time."

"up to you."

Jiang Han looked at the big bed that almost filled the entire space, and there was a small wardrobe next to it, with a few magazines on it.And a portable, that's all.

He sighed and shook his head, "It's a little cold at night, remember to close the windows."

Wu Yunkai looked at the dishes on the dining table in the small hall, and immediately raised his eyebrows.

The fish was dead and white, without any seasoning.

...It seems that the inside of the fish's belly is not cleaned!

Look at the green vegetables, they are all yellow, not once or twice, but every time...

There is also this rice, which is so badly cooked that it is rice but not rice, and it is porridge but not porridge.

Resisting the urge to flip the table, he wished he could do it himself!

But the gentleman is far away from the chef, he will never do it.

He ran to the kitchen cabinet and brought out the special pickles made by the chef at home.

He can only rely on this for dinner now.

"It's best to eat less pickled things, especially people with poor stomach, and this is easy to cause cancer."

"...Jiang Han, let's go to the bookstore tomorrow and buy a few cookbooks. You should learn how to cook."

"Okay."

Wu Yunkai originally just wanted to have fun, joking, but Jiang Han couldn't help being stunned to agree.

Just imagine, two people join the company at the same time, and the internships are the same.

Jiang Han had also been the person in charge of a small branch abroad, and he was willing to condescend and bow his head.

He wasn't the only one who was tempered in such a difficult environment, both of them worked so hard, but Jiang Han didn't say anything, and he was the only one complaining here.

When he got home, Jiang Han still had to cook, help him with his laundry, and clean his room...

And he still dislikes the east and the west, and even asks people to learn how to cook in person too much.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that your food is unpalatable, but in fact it is..." Alas, the worse he explained, the worse.

"I know that the dishes are very difficult to eat, because the first time I cook, you will eat them."

"..." Wu Yunkai's face was half black, and he said in horror: "Before you lived with me, you never cooked?! Are you kidding?"

Jiang Han nodded calmly, filled a bowl of rice, and ate the fish with a fishy smell, without changing his expression.

"I never joke."