My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

When Fang Yichen woke up quietly, his eyes were all pure white, and there was still a pungent smell of disinfectant in the air.His brain was still a little confused, and for a moment he couldn't remember what happened before he passed out.

Subconsciously, he wanted to rub his eyes, but found that there was still a needle inserted in the back of his hand, connected to the drip on the bedside shelf.

He vaguely recalled the last scene he saw before he fell down, which was being picked up by his collar and punched by Ke Yanze.

Cursing secretly in his heart, his face was still slightly uncomfortable, he raised his hand without needles, and touched the medical cotton on his face, he couldn't control the strength of his hand for a moment, the pain made him gasp.

When Andy, who finished talking with the doctor at the door of the room, came in, he saw Fang Yichen who was lying on the bed awake at a glance, and hurriedly walked up to him and said, "President Fang, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Fang Yichen waved his hand weakly: "I'm fine."

Seeing that Andy was hesitant to speak, he said, "What do you want to say?"

"... Boss, what happened last night? When I received the call and rushed over, you were already unconscious.

Ask the waiters there, they also hesitated and refused to tell the truth," Andy frowned, "Do you need to call the police?This kind of thing is too bad…”

Fang Yichen's expression was not very good-looking, and his tone was a bit gloomy: "Stop talking. Just call the police, it's useless."

As far as Ke Yanze's reputation in City A is concerned, it is unrealistic to come to ask for an explanation, let alone call the police.But if he had to swallow his anger like this, I'm afraid it would make him even more uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, he raised his head, and the hostility in his eyes flashed: "Do you have Xu Jiaqi's phone number?"

Andy froze for a moment, and replied: "Yes, last time she contacted us to shoot the cover, it should be her own private number."

"Very good," Fang Yichen smiled, "It will be much easier that way."

Since he couldn't teach Ke Yanze a lesson openly, it would always be better to borrow Xu Jiaqi's hands than to do it himself.

***

"You mean, you asked Guo Xiyu to find me?" Song Wang frowned slightly, "How did you find out?"

Ke Yanze lazily leaned against the head of the bed: "Because of you."

"because I?"

"Well," he replied softly, "you promised me that you would come back quickly, so you will keep your promise. But I have been waiting for you for too long, and I couldn't wait any longer, so I went down to find you myself."

Song Wang pursed his lips, feeling a little complicated.

He didn't expect Ke Yanze to trust him so much, he was moved but also a little guilty, so he looked at the other party and said, "Then, didn't you find it?"

Ke Yanze nodded: "I happened to see Guo Xiyu, so I asked a few questions. She was too frightened, so she said everything in a short while."

In fact, it was probably because of Guo Xiyu's guilty conscience, and it was normal for her to be unable to stand up to someone like Ke Yanze who seemed to have insight into everything.

"...And then? After you get there." Song Wang asked further.

"Then?" His smile was a little more contemptuous, "I don't have a car, so I asked Feng You to pick me up in a car. I found that place, just in time to hear the bullshit from your perverted boss."

At that time, he resisted not breaking in directly, but chose to continue listening, just wanting to see what else the other party could say.

Song Wang was a little helpless: "You are too impulsive, you shouldn't hit him."

Ke Yanze didn't speak, just glanced at him lightly, with dissatisfaction evident in his eyes, Song Wang immediately disarmed and surrendered: "Well played, Young Master Ke is wise and powerful, and he will rule the world forever."

The old man smiled with satisfaction.