The system always wants me to attack the boss

While thinking wildly, his cell phone rang...

Bi Chuanlian thought it was Ying Lingyou who finally remembered, and hurried to pick it up to read, but what he saw was a text message and an unclicked picture.

It was sent from a strange and unknown mobile phone number.

Bi Chuan was stunned, suppressing the depression in his heart, he thought elsewhere, why are the current liars willing to spend such a large amount of money to deceive people?

Just as I was about to delete it, the message was sent again.

——"Want to know what their past was like, Mr. Bi."

"..." Through the brightness of the screen, Bi Chuanlian could see that his expression became more and more dull.If I had to use one word to describe myself now, it would probably be that jealousy makes people look different.

It seems to be a familiar person with ulterior motives.

Bi Chuan didn't even click on the picture, but just put the phone where he couldn't see it.

In fact, he could have deleted that text message.

Bi Chuan sniffed his nose and went straight to the bathroom. There was a huge mirror in the bathroom. Even after taking a look at it, Bi Chuan had to admit that he was indeed a beautiful face.

But he couldn't get into the eyes of that bad guy Ying Lingyou.He thought sullenly, Ying Lingyou, that bad guy, ever since he saw that actor, his eyes have been straightened, he can't leave him!

Can that actor be as good-looking as him? !

Really blind!Add an exclamation point!

Bi Chuan even raised his eyes, only to find that the pupils of his eyes had already been covered with a layer of mist. He didn't know whether it was because of his anger, or because the hot water was steaming out, and his eyelashes were moist and shiny.

In short, Bi Chuan even turned his back. He is a little reluctant to look in the mirror now.

He always feels that no matter how much courage and confidence he has built up in himself, what he sees in the real himself is always desolation and decadence, and everything reflected in the mirror seems to be invisible.

In the early morning of that day, Bi Chuanlian held his breath and called Ying Lingyou.

The phone was not answered at first, beeped several times and then hung up.He called a second time before he was connected, but it was just an unfamiliar voice.

"..."

He thought that Ying Lingyou would be the secretary-general if it wasn't for Ying Lingyou, but he didn't expect there to be other people.

——"Hey, hello, the owner of the phone has gone to take a shower, can you call back later?"

"..." Bi Chuan opened his mouth, but did not make a sound. He turned his head and quietly looked at the sky that was about to rain, and calculated the calendar in his mind.

"Hey?"

"Okay, when he comes out, you tell him that Sunday is coming, remember to make an appointment."

"Huh? Sunday?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll tell him."

After finishing talking, the phone was hung up. Bi Chuan sighed and closed his eyes.Before, he wished that the two of them would get tired of being together every day, so he wanted to count the weekends and weekends as well.

Although it didn't work, it finally got Sunday's time.

He originally thought that the relationship between them gradually becoming friendly would not use this constraint, but he didn't expect that in just a few days, he actually bowed his head like the world.

He is using the convenience and conditions given to him by this world to force the person he likes.

He didn't want to do it...

Bi Chuanlian looked at himself very sadly.

Probably because he was too depressed, and he exercised too much before going to bed, Bi Chuanlian was sleepless all night...

When night fell, he opened his eyes.When the morning sun shone through the window, he was still staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Then, he answered the phone.

"Master, are you going home today? People from the Ying family said they would come over for a chat."

"Okay, got it."

Bi Chuan even sat up, probably because he couldn't sleep well. He felt a little dazzled just as he put down his phone, so he wrapped himself in a quilt, got out of bed, and leaned against the electric heater.

The cold wind gushing in from the person who delivered the food in the morning made him feel unwell.

He secretly condemned himself, was it just a little bit of hypoglycemia, didn't he just stay up all night, as for the cold hands and feet, fluctuating and fragile like a piece of paper...

He called Ying Lingyou again, but he didn't know that the other party's mobile phone was turned off directly with him this time.

Bi Chuan felt aggrieved, but he was as stubborn as a donkey. He was going to visit the second bedroom before returning to Bi's house.

He has the threshold and fingerprints there, he insists on taking a look, what kind of shocking secret is hidden in that locked room, he is too passive now...

Since he knew that there was a key to solve the current mystery, why didn't he open that Pandora's box? !

After procrastinating, Bi Chuan arrived at the house where they lived together for a few days at three o'clock in the sunny afternoon.

The reason why he was so slow was probably because he was still struggling, maybe because he felt that he was late, so that he might be able to see the people who returned.

But the reality is very skinny, there is no one here, only a closed door is left for him.

He entered the password, pressed his fingerprints, and entered the house.

He's never been the master here, even though he's lived here for a long, long time.He came here without being invited by his master, and he felt even more like an outsider who sneaked in sneakily.

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked straight at the locked master bedroom.

When he came up, he had already gone to the Life Supermarket to buy what he needed, a hammer... He was sure that he could break the lock and see everything he wanted to know.

But before doing it, he went to open the refrigerator and took a bottle of happy water from it.

Sitting on the sofa like this, his mind was empty. In the room, only the sound of his heartbeat and the sound of the soda bottle being opened could be heard.

The gas of Coke made a sound, splashed a few drops on his fingers, Bi Chuanlian gently wiped it away, and then took a sip...

Not as happy and satisfying as imagined.

Then, in the previous world, why would he want to drink this kind of thing?He thought again, in fact, there was no need for Ying Lingyou to control him so strictly at that time.

The desire to eat and drink is something an adult can hold back.

He is no longer a child.

When the clock hit seven o'clock, it was already dark outside. Logically speaking, even people with jobs should go home.

But there was still only one Bi Chuanlian left in the room. He held his mobile phone, looked at the dozen or so missed calls on it, and silently digested his bad emotions.

He had already drank a whole bottle of happy water on one side, and the person he was waiting for never came back.

In fact, he knew that as long as he asked the people in charge of the Bi family, how could he not find Ying Lingyou's whereabouts, but he just didn't want to.

He put the bottle of happy water in the garbage bag, pretending that nothing happened, pretending that there was nothing missing in the refrigerator.

Finally, when he was about to go out, he also took the unused hammer he had bought with him.

That's it.

It is a very shameful thing to pry into other people's privacy at will, and he can't do it.Otherwise, if he opened the door of the master bedroom, he would really be condemned by his conscience every night.

He got into his driver's car and rushed to the airport.

Because there was a phone call at home, and he was asked to go and talk to Ying Lingyou's parents for a meal, and he still had to do what he should do.

Because Ying Lingyou's mother seems to really like her.

Before boarding the plane, Bi Chuanlian turned off his mobile phone long ago, and put it aside to catch up on sleep. The accompanying people took good care of him, serving tea and pouring water to cover the blanket, except for the slightly loud announcement from the plane. Other things did not hinder Bi Chuanlian from resting.

It's just that Bi Chuanlian didn't expect that just after he left that room, there would be a few unfamiliar faces walking up and down the elevator next to him, perfectly avoiding him.

When we returned to Bi's house, it was already the time of the next day, and Bi Chuanlian had a full sleep on the plane, and he was still in good spirits at this time.

He looked at the servants and chefs who were already preparing lunch for the meeting, and he only sat for a while before he heard the sound of guests coming to the door.

The old man is not here, so he can only receive him as the host.

It's just that it's not just Ying Lingyou's mother who came this time...

When Bi Chuanlian saw that face, he felt that the other party was really lingering, and the road to enemies was narrow.

"Chuan Lian, we meet again."

Bi Chuanlian really had goosebumps all over his body when he shouted so intimately. He had to admire Ying Lingyou's brother, he was so thick-skinned.

And this person is now accompanying Ying Lingyou's mother, so the etiquette cannot be ignored, "Long time no see."

Better not see.

"The child's father has caught a cold recently, so he didn't come over, don't you mind?" Ying Lingyou's mother also had a really gentle smile.

"It's my fault, I should have paid a visit." There's no reason for elders to come to juniors when they are sick.Bi Chuanlian knew that he was not doing well enough in this regard.

He had never experienced these family problems before. He only knew that his father did not love him and his mother was no longer alive.After meeting Ying Lingyou, there were very few people with such an intimate identity around him.

But it doesn't matter, he can learn more.

If possible, he would make Ying Lingyou the happiest person in the world.

"I prepared these today, I don't know if it suits your taste." Bi Chuan even pulled the chair for her.

"It's fine, it's fine. I'm not picky."

"Where is Ying Lingyou? He just let you here alone?"

The second brother was chattering beside him again, probably because Bi Chuanlian was too vigilant, he always felt that this person always spoke with a purpose.

"Well, he's busy." Bi Chuanlian pretended to be calm.

"Really? I'm too busy to sign contracts with other young actors. Let me tell you, our two families don't have much influence in the entertainment industry. Look at him, isn't this a waste of effort?"

"..."

Very good, now he has found someone who is as "comparable" to that Secretary-General.