Full-time spare tire, no love and no love [Transmigration Book]

Fu Yan couldn't help recalling the various encounters during these few encounters. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Guan He was right. Jiang Meisheng ate Xie Yu's favorite dishes. Xie Yu didn't like cats and dogs very much. I haven't touched bubbles once when I came back...

There are also many details, like he changed to the same phone as Xie Yu, and even used the exact same phone case, even the angle of his mouth when he smiles, like Xie Yu!

Why did he imitate Xie Yu?

Fu Yan was stunned, as if his throat was blocked, and it took him a while to find his own voice: "...Why did he do this?"

Guan He said: "It's inconvenient for me to speculate on this, but I think,? There must be information errors between the two of you."

Guan He withdrew, leaving space for Fu Yan to think alone.

Fu Yan picked up the chisel knife again, but he was already upset at this moment, how could he calm down.

At this moment, the phone ding-dong, and a message came in. It was Secretary He who sent him the contents of the investigation.

Fu Yan received the folder on the computer, clicked on the file to browse quickly, and then widened her eyes.

Jiang Meisheng...was attacked at work.

Even almost got hurt.

At that time, I hadn't divorced him yet,? Why didn't I even know about it!

He must be very scared, right? But at that time, the self who was supposed to be by his side... seemed to be having dinner with Xie Yu!

Fu Yan's heart was crazily torn apart by self-blame and guilt, and he tightly gripped the chisel in his hand!

All he knew was that Jiang Meisheng's studio's original paintings were accused of plagiarizing the original paintings of Huo's game. The scene of Xie Yu entering Jiang Meisheng's office after work.

Fu Yan approached Xie Yu to question him. Xie Yu admitted his mistake frankly and told Fu Yan that he was also deceived by Huo Siyang and showed Huo Siyang the original drawing drawn by Jiang Meisheng. He never thought that such a thing would happen later .

Fu Yan fell into conflict.

Based on Xie Yu's words and a piece of surveillance alone, it is impossible to convict Huo Siyang. According to Xie Yu, he just showed Huo Siyang Jiang Meisheng's painting. Huo Siyang memorized the painting and asked his company's artist A poor imitation.

However, it was Huo Siyang's bastards who nailed Jiang Meisheng to the pillar of shame.Fu Yan also wanted to find the artist who drew the pictures of Huo's game company, but the other party seemed to have evaporated, and there was no news.

Time was running out, Fu Yan struggled all night, and then made a choice.

Throwing the monitoring out at this time may not be able to wash Bai Jiang Meisheng, but it will make Xie Yu scolded.The damage done to Jiang Meisheng by the fans of the game has already been done, why bother to hurt the second person?

Fu Yan asked people to control public opinion, rape, and use other things to distract the public's attention.

But he didn't expect that extreme thugs would sneak into Jiang Meisheng's studio and launch an attack!

Fu Yan's heart was tightened. Today, he has to admit that he made the wrong choice!

People who should have been well cared for have been splashed with dirty water. They are so bright and beautiful, like green bamboo and white snow, they should stay in the studio, otherwise they will be a pure and happy artist.

But I failed to shield him from the wind and rain when he needed it.

Fu Yan sat down slumped, loosened his hand, and the blood-stained chisel fell to the ground with a jingle, and the blood flowed down his fingertips, falling to the ground drop by drop and blooming.

However, Fu Yan felt no pain.

At this moment, the tearing pain in his chest made his vision blurred.

Jiang Meisheng suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder due to the attack. Every time he paints, he will be frightened and frightened. Telling him to paint by himself pushes him into the dangerous situation of the attack again!

Let him experience the fear and pain of encountering a mob again!

Myself... how ridiculous!

Fu Yan stayed up all night, and the housekeeper finally noticed his injured hand, and called Dr. Qian to disinfect and bandage him in the middle of the night.Fu Yan couldn't sleep, and had to go to work in the group early the next morning. Secretary He came to pick him up, and was worried when he saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

The information was collected by Secretary He. He naturally knew what happened to Jiang Meisheng.During this period of time, Secretary He and Fu Yan's changes have all been noticed. He clearly kills decisive people in the mall, but he is so confused about emotional matters. Alas, God is really fair.

Secretary He said in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, I found out that Mr. Fu held a meeting this morning. He is going to change the members of the board of directors."

Secretary He handed over a list.

Fu Yan had a splitting headache, pressed his temples, glanced, and as expected saw the name of his uncle, Fu Yuzhen's father.

The old man is looking for foreign aid to deal with him and try to seize power.

"Let them go." Fu Yan said lightly.

After the meeting was over, many people came to greet Fu Yan's injured hand. Fu Yan smiled and said something, and took Secretary He back to the office.

After finishing the day's work, Fu Yan invited Jiang Meisheng to a restaurant for dinner.

In the restaurant, Fu Yan looked at Jiang Meisheng with concern. He already knew that he had post-traumatic stress disorder. When Fu Yan saw him, he felt guilty and guilty.

Jiang Meisheng didn't notice anything, and when asked by Fu Yan, he told the truth: "It's healed now, don't worry."

With Lin Yubai's comfort last night, and a good night's rest, Jiang Meisheng this morning is already full of vigor and vitality.

When he was drawing on the balcony in the morning, he even drew for another half an hour without Lin Yubai anymore.

So yesterday's poor performance was really due to the annoying person like Fu Yan watching by his side?

Jiang Meisheng smiled, saw Fu Yan's wrapped palm, and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Injured by a chisel."

Fu Yan has a hobby of sculpture, and Jiang Meisheng knows about it.I heard from Fu Yan before that if Fu Siren hadn't objected, he would have gone to study sculpture in college.

On this point, Jiang Meisheng sympathizes with Fu Yan. If his father doesn't let him paint and forces him to take over the company, then what's the fun in living this life?

"Be careful." Taking care of Xie Yu's concern for Fu Yan, Jiang Meisheng qualified to play the role Fu Yan wanted to see.

Fu Yan smiled, a little reluctantly. After being reminded by Guan He, he noticed more and more clearly that Jiang Meisheng's tone of voice when talking to him was very similar to Xie Yu.

Why do you want to do this?

Was it because I used him as a stand-in that Jiang Meisheng was not confident in himself?So you think you can please yourself by acting as Xie Yu?

No... No need, what Fu Yan likes is the original Jiang Meisheng.

No matter what Jiang Meisheng looks like, he likes it and wants to cherish it.

After dinner, Jiang Meisheng took the initiative to say, "Your hand is injured, I'll take you home."

The main reason is that today's "salary" has not yet been paid, and Jiang Meisheng doesn't want to work for nothing.

On Fu Yan's usually calm face, there was a bit of flattery, and his eyes sparkled with joy.Although he felt happy getting along with Jiang Meisheng these few times, he also noticed that Jiang Meisheng didn't seem to be that careless towards him.

The tone can be pretended, the attitude can be pretended, and the eyes can't deceive people.

But today, Jiang Meisheng offered to send him home, the urgency in his eyes was evident.

When Fu Yan got into the car, he was already thinking about whether he could remarry in the second half of the year.

After remarrying, take Mei Sheng to Sorolla Snow Mountain to watch the sunrise.

I hope that autumn in Sorolla can be as beautiful as summer.

Fu Yan was in a happy mood.

After sending Fu Yan back to the villa, Jiang Meisheng stayed for a while, applied medicine to Fu Yan's wound, and happily drove home with a painting of his father.

Fu Yan was still standing at the gate of the villa watching him leave, Pao Pao wagged his tail frantically at his feet, Fu Yan has no tail, but at this moment his mood was exactly the same as Pao Pao's.

Jiang Meisheng carried the painting back to Lin Yubai's house, and put the painting into the bedroom where he lived temporarily.Lin Yubai was used to him returning home around eight o'clock every time he went out, and he followed him and asked, "I bought salmon, do you want to eat it?"

Every time Jiang Meisheng came back, he would order heavy oil and spicy takeaway. Dr. Lin couldn't help being anxious about Jiang Meisheng's health status, so he simply bought a bunch of nutritious, low-fat, and protein-rich ingredients to keep fresh in the refrigerator. Salmon was one of them.

Jiang Meisheng nodded frantically.

Lin Yubai cut the salmon, prepared soy sauce and mustard, and sat in the restaurant with Jiang Meisheng to enjoy the supper.

"Still playing role-playing games with Fu Yan?"

Jiang Meisheng said: "Yeah, he actually collected dozens of my dad's paintings. Damn, I don't know how long he will play this game." Jiang Meisheng took a chopstick of salmon, dipped it in mustard and soy sauce, and looked at it. Lin Yubai glanced at him and saw that he seemed a little lonely, and asked, "What's the matter? You don't seem very happy."

Lin Yubai said in a low voice: "I don't want you to have any more contact with him. I don't want to see you suffer."

Lin Yubai wanted to ask Fu Yan to buy those paintings. He made an offer to Fu Yan through his acquaintances, but unexpectedly, Fu Yan refused. The reason was that he had already given the paintings to Jiang Meisheng.

But Jiang Meisheng was still pretending to be another person to accompany Fu Yan for those paintings.

Lin Yubai didn't want to see Jiang Meisheng like this.

Jealousy was the secondary reason, he didn't want Jiang Meisheng to be wronged.

Lin Yubai's care made Jiang Meisheng feel warm, he patted the back of Lin Yubai's hand: "Thank you, but don't worry about me, you have helped me enough."

Jiang Meisheng went to see a psychiatrist again today. After evaluation, his heart disease has healed by [-]%. Next, he will practice painting without Lin Yubai's company, and he will heal faster.

However, the psychiatrist learned about the relapse when he and Fu Yan were together, and told him to try not to paint around Fu Yan when his heart disease was not cured, so as to avoid being stimulated again, which would make the previous treatment fall short.

Jiang Meisheng has also submitted the work of "Jade into Ice Grand Prix" to Fu Yuzhen in the past two days. It is said that Xie Yu is now the seed player to win the award. Jiang Meisheng knows Xie Yu's level well. He is not very worried about Xie Yu winning the championship. .

Considering Lin Yubai's mood, when Fu Yan invited him again, Jiang Meisheng did not agree.After all, it's a daily salary, so it's up to you whether you want to go or not.

He rejected Fu Yan, and every day he either draws or codes. His new book is full of inspiration. Sometimes when the state comes, it is no problem to write tens of thousands of words a day. Now there are more than 50 words in the archives.Tired of typing, I went home to see Jiang Yusheng, and took my father's painting back and put it away.

Recently, the new members that Fu Siren has stuffed into the board of directors have changed frequently. Fu Yan had already expected it, so it was not a big headache.What made him feel anxious was that he had asked Jiang Meisheng twice recently, and he didn't want to come out.

What is the problem?When he left last time, Jiang Meisheng was obviously very happy, wasn't he?

Fu Yan felt uneasy. Sitting under the grape arbor in the garden to read the financial report, she couldn't concentrate and turned the paper rattling.Bubble felt the master's uneasy and depressed mood, and lay down at the master's feet, wagging his tail listlessly.

Fu Yan threw the financial report aside and sighed heavily.

Bubble groaned, propped up his body, put his upper body into Fu Yan's arms, and wagged his tail at him.Fu Yan rubbed Pao Pao's snow-white hair, and whispered, "You miss him too, don't you?"

Bubble blinked, and licked Fu Yan's palm with his tongue.

"Why didn't he come? Last time he sent me back, he even applied medicine to my wound, and he was very happy when he left. Could it be that I didn't do well..." Fu Yan worried about gains and losses, and looked at his right hand. A wound that was about to heal, a dangerous thought was brewing in his mind - if he made another wound, would Mei Sheng be willing to take care of him?

As soon as this idea came out, Fu Yan was terrified.

Not to mention how childish it is to use self-harm to gain attention, he has always been a person who cherishes himself, how could Fu Yan not be surprised that he would humble himself to such an extent for Jiang Meisheng.

At this moment, Secretary He sent a message that the matter he wanted to investigate had come to fruition.

Jiang Meisheng's consultation records with the psychiatrist were sent to Fu Yan's mobile phone.

He looked at it carefully for a while, then put the phone upside down on the small table.

It turned out that during this period of time, Jiang Meisheng stayed at a friend's house for desensitization treatment.

That friend is called Lin Yubai.

The author has something to say: Jiang Meisheng: If my dad doesn't let me draw and force me to take over the company, what fun is there in this day?

Author: If my dad doesn't let me write articles and forces me to take over the company, then what kind of fairy days are this? !

Jiang Meisheng: Fortunately, my family does not have a company.

Author: woo woo woo My family doesn't have a company.