President Qi, I don't despise you

更新时间：2019-10-0822:31:02

Shen Yan wanted to put the person in the back seat so that he could lie down, but someone pinched his arm and looked down at him, Qi Muye pointed to the co-pilot, so he had no choice but to put the person in the co-pilot.

Getting into the car, Shen Yan turned up the air conditioner, the man was still wearing slippers, so he couldn't be cold anymore, Qi Muye pulled the blanket off his body when he got in the car, and threw it into the back seat in disgust.

Shen Yan pursed his lips and didn't dare to be happy, leaned over to lower the car seat for him, sleep for a while when you're tired, we'll be home in a while.

People with low-grade fever are already unable to add some sleeping ingredients in the infusion medicine, and when they drove home, Qi Muye had already fallen asleep on the car seat.

It wasn't cold in the left and right cars, so Shen Yan didn't wake him up, and Qi Muye woke up after more than ten minutes.

"Why didn't you call me?"

The voice was still very hoarse, which made Shen Yan feel distressed for a while.

"I want you to sleep more."

Shen Yan got out of the car, walked around to the other side and opened the door to hug him, but Qi Muye blocked it with his hand, and got out of the car by himself.

After entering the house, Shen Yan hurriedly urged him to go back to the bedroom, Qi Muye sat on the bed and pressed his forehead without energy, "Do you still have a headache?"

Shen Yan sat on the edge of the bed and helped him to lean on his body, rubbing his hands to warm his temples.

"Come up and sleep for a while."

Qi Muye persuaded him with a hoarse voice, last night he must have been up all night.

"I'll make some ginger soup for you in a while. If you have a bad stomach, you can't always take antipyretics. Drink some ginger soup and sweat and your fever will go away."

Although this person's temperature was not as scary as last night, he still had a low fever.

"Ah."

There was a vibration of the mobile phone, Shen Yan took the mobile phone from the bedside table and it was Qi Muye's, "It's Song Yi's call."

Qi Muye struggled to speak, pointed to the phone and signaled him to pick it up, Shen Yan pressed the speakerphone and answered, "Ye, did you miss work today?"

A casual voice came from the phone, "He has a cold."

Shen Yan took his words, and when they heard him say that, the two of them knew that this person should be in the sky at the moment, "Shen Yan? How is he? Are you okay?"

It wasn't Qi Muye who heard the reply. Song Yi, who was sitting in the living room with his legs crossed on the table, sat up suddenly, his tone full of surprise, did this really win him over?Just now Lin Qing said that he still didn't believe it, and he hurriedly asked when he heard that Qi Muye was sick. He and Qi Muye have known each other for many years, and he knew that he was ruining his own body's urination.

"Well, it's me, it's fine after the infusion."

"That's fine. I don't have anything to do. Just tell him that Qiushui Mountain Villa has been sold, and Sun Xiaopang is back. Let's get together next Friday, and you will come together."

After speaking, Song Yi coolly put down the phone.

Sun Xiaopang?Shen Yan wanted to ask who this person was, but now was obviously not the time.

Shen Yan went to the kitchen to cook ginger soup, brought it in and watched him drink it, and handed him the medicine prescribed by the doctor.

The medicine contained sleeping ingredients, Qi Muye was already drowsy and fell into a drowsy sleep not long after.

He didn't eat much all day. He thought about making him some sweet potato porridge at night. He was frying two side dishes. He went out to check the refrigerator and found that there was nothing left. The one that didn’t break was made last night, well, that person happened to be sleeping, so he went out to a supermarket to buy some rations and came back.

Shen Yan took the car keys and went out. After turning out of the community, at the second traffic light, he found someone following behind. Shen Yan was shocked. Was this person guarding the gate of Qi Muye's community?However, after passing only one light, he was sure that the person following him was not the person from last time. This person seemed to be blatantly unafraid of him finding out. While he was still thinking about who it might be, the car had already accelerated and passed him. Yan's eyes flashed, and he stepped on the accelerator to keep up with him.

The car stopped in front of a private club and needed to pass one by one. When Shen Yan drove past, there was no one in the car, but he was not in a hurry because someone would come to take him there soon.

Sure enough, a doorman came to guide him, but his walking posture and temperament did not look like a doorman.

Shen Yan curled his lips and followed in. The elevator stopped on the third floor. The doorman made a gesture of please. The elevator leads directly to the house. After the door opens, there is a European-style living room, only the curtains are drawn. After getting up, the room was dark, and Shen Yan walked in.

"Which friends don't hide their heads and show their tails."

A person wearing a black jacket turned around, a scar stretched across his face from the ear to the corner of the mouth, when Shen Yan saw this person, he was stunned on the spot, "I don't know you?"

The scarred man said in a hoarse voice, "Old Chen, you are not fucking dead."

Shen Yan strode forward and gave him a hammer. The two hugged each other tightly, hammering each other's backs with a bang, no one showed mercy, as if this could vent the pain that had been suppressed in their hearts all these years , the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, as if the scene of that day was right in front of his eyes "What do you think is the happiest thing?"

"Probably lying in bed watching TV and eating ice cream with someone you like."

"Hopefully one day you can make it happen."

Such a question seems to be still yesterday, and the next day this person "takes the blame" for him

being "organized"

He was dealt with as an undercover police officer, stabbed three times and thrown from the cliff, no one was alive or dead.

"How did you survive?"

Shen Yan let go of him and asked, "I saved him."

A deep and familiar voice came from the side room, it was Cang Ye.

Shen Yan turned his head, and Cang Ye, who was dressed in a black windbreaker, came out from the room inside, his eyes were unconsciously sharp, if he could appear in such a situation, it was impossible for this person to just be the young master of the Cang family.

"Should I call you Cang Ye or "Master Qiao"

? ”

Shen Yan's eyes suddenly relaxed, "Should I call you Shen Yan or Shen Tianming? Or grass snake?"

Ao Ye smiled and sat on the sofa beside him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, "So you became the Cang family?"

Shen Yan's question was ordinary and had no other meaning. Chen Fangyuan was originally his most important informant. No, maybe the informant is not enough to describe their relationship. They are brothers who can trust their backs. He did not die back then. It is impossible to appear in that world again, otherwise there will only be a dead end, and it is not bad to become the Cang family, at least it is safe.

"He's just mine."

Cangye looked at him and said, "It seems that I have missed a lot these years, it's really good."

Shen Yan pointed to Chen Fangyuan, and Chen Fangyuan patted his hand, "Okay, I'll come to you as soon as I get a chance? Didn't it delay your romance?"

"roll."

[The author has something to say:] Let’s start, let’s guess everyone’s identities, it’s not easy, let’s start to make things happen, haha ​​comment area, don’t forget the comment area, there is also ??????

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