The Sickly CEO Asks For Hugs Everyday After Obtaining The Ability To Read Minds

When Shen Yu went to film, Bing Jiao Ba always left.

He heaved a sigh of relief and went to the set, Feng Jinghe seemed to be a little follower, showing his courteousness behind him, "Master Shen, I heard you accepted the family heirloom?"

"The news spread really fast!" Shen Yu sneered, lying on the rocking chair and fanning herself with the script, suddenly remembered something, then raised her head and asked, "Hey, is there any way to return it?"

Feng Jinghe shook his head like a rattle, "That's not true."

Suddenly he changed the subject, "Master Shen, don't move, you have white hair."

Shen Yu, "Where is it?! Hurry up and help me pull it off!"

"I've been annoyed by your brother recently, my hair is all white!"

Feng Jinghe grabbed one with all his strength, and put it in his pocket without a trace.

As for Shen Yu, who was sitting on the rocking chair, she was still worrying about not being able to control herself last night, and she was not vigilant at all.

"Master Shen, I just have a scene today..." Feng Jinghe stood up while talking, "I haven't been home for a long time, the old man scolded me, I'll go back and have a look later."

Shen Yu was full of sorrow and didn't look up, "Just go, what are you talking about? I'm not a director."

"Hey, I'll just make a report..." Feng Jinghe moved his steps, "Master Shen, I'm leaving!"

"Go away." Shen Yu waved his hand.

Feng Jinghe ran out of the film and television city and directly got into a limited edition sports car. The driver was a young and handsome man with an aggressive face.

"Hair for you!" Feng Jinghe stretched out his hand, "Take it, I bought it with my life!"

The young man glanced at him sarcastically, "As for?"

"You've never been beaten before?!" Feng Jinghe replied unceremoniously.

Shen Feiyu cleared his throat in embarrassment, "I, I let him."

"Who made it possible for him to be my uncle!"

Feng Jinghe suddenly became serious, "Seriously, how did your old man lock the target?"

"How many years has your uncle been missing!"

Shen Feiyu said mysteriously, "No comment!"

Feng Jinghe hurried to grab the precious strands of hair, "Give it back to me!"

"Crossing rivers and destroying bridges!"

"Don't grab, don't grab..." Shen Feiyu laughed and shouted, "If you grab again, I'll kiss you!"

Feng Jinghe suddenly froze and raised his head in disbelief, "Shen Feiyu, are you sick?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Feiyu quickly smacked his mouth, "I'm sick, what should you do!"

Feng Jinghe raised his hand to hit him, and wiped his lips vigorously, "Fuck, you pervert!"

The figures of the two were entangled in the car, and they drove away from the studio after a while.

After filming in the evening, Shen Yu changed into sportswear and went out for a night run. After about an hour, she returned to the hotel. As soon as she entered the lobby, she felt that the atmosphere was a little delicate.

He glanced to the side from the corner of his eye, saw a familiar yet terrifying figure, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

The man on the sofa just said lightly, "Stop him."

Five big and three bodyguards in thick suits and leather shoes blocked the door.

Shen Yu turned around with an awkward smile, "Brother Rui, why are you here, I didn't even see you."

——The dog man is haunted, is he trying to force me to death? !

——If you dare again tonight... I will fight with you!

So, lying on the bed and hearing the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Shen Yu stared straight at the ceiling like a rag doll that had been ravaged, and sighed after a long time,

——Why the hell did I let him in again? !

——When will such a day end? !