Dressed as a white moonlight stand-in for seven bosses

Yue Zhi turned on two night lights, and the dim and gentle light dutifully covered every corner of the room, enough for people on the other side of the mirror to clearly see every move here.

Loose bathrobes were scattered on the bed sheets, and the thin air-conditioning quilt only covered the corner of the abdomen. Yuezhi fell asleep peacefully with a good dream, and let his two smooth and delicate legs stay outside, and inadvertently let out the light in the mirror while flipping.

When he woke up the next day, Ochi's head was a little heavy.

He put on his home pajamas, squinted his eyes and fastened a few buttons indiscriminately.

Shen Zhuo seemed to be getting up late in the living room. He was drinking water. The light in the middle of the morning was very bright. The beam of light coming in from the gap in the curtains coated him with a thin layer of hazy golden light. arm.

Yue Zhi limply planted himself on the sofa, his brain was empty when he was not fully awake, and his unfocused eyes followed the light to look in Shen Zhuo's direction.

Just sitting awake like that, not talking.

Shen Zhuo walked around to him after drinking the water, brushed his hair and touched his forehead, "It seems a little hot, do you have a fever?"

Yuezhi opened his mouth to speak, his voice muffled, "I have a cold."

I had been busy for a whole day yesterday, and it rained a little again. My body was already sick, but I caught a cold if I was not careful.

Shen Zhuo poured a glass of warm water, found another box of cold medicine, and held two capsules in his palm, "Open your mouth."

At the slightest sign of Yue Zhi, he drank the medicine in Shen Zhuo's hand, and he stuffed a fruit jelly in his mouth, chewing it back and forth.

After clearing his mind a little, he held the glass and took two sips. He wanted to say thank you, but swallowed the words again.

Verbal thanks are the most insincere.

Yue Zhi slowly drifted back to the room to find his mobile phone, and began to transfer money to Shen Zhuo.

A string of zeros was pressed, but the phone was pulled away by a hand stretched forward.

Shen Zhuo clasped his mobile phone with his right hand, stood in front of Ochi and looked at him expressionlessly.

Yue Zhi is naturally sensitive to people's emotions. He can accurately perceive the most subtle emotional fluctuations in the heart of the people in front of him, even strangers who meet for the first time for no reason.

Now he knew that Shen Zhuo was a little angry.

But Yue Zhi didn't know why he was angry, did he hate money?It doesn't make sense.

"Then what do you want?" Ochi asked.

Shen Zhuo stared at him, his sculpted side face was tensed, the corners of his mouth were tightened into a straight line, his mood became a little gloomy after Ochi asked this sentence.

Although Yuezhi can perceive other people's mood swings, he often cannot understand some strange ideas.

His childhood life was very different from others. In the first 18 years, he never stepped out of that glass house. Apart from the doctor who monitored his life and health anytime and anywhere, he was surrounded by an old man with white beard who taught him various knowledge.

It wasn't until a new heir was born in the family, and Yuezhi's physical condition improved, that he was free and exposed to the outside world.

But he didn't go to school, let alone establish a relationship with anyone, whether it's family, friendship or love.

No one taught him how to be a person like everyone else in the crowd. He sensed fear, flattery, flattery, and disgust from the people around him... Then he figured out a set of rules that everyone followed, and then applied them as if nothing happened better than anyone else.

But there are some things that he still doesn't quite understand.

For example, why is Shen Zhuo unhappy now?

I am his "quasi-financier". Just now he fed me medicine, and I am very happy to be taken care of, so I want to make him happy by giving him money, but he is not happy. I ask him what he wants and give it to him. , but he was even more unhappy.

Does he not like money or being asked what he likes?Yuezhi really doesn't understand.

Others are very happy to give money.

There is a kind of liking in Shen Zhuo that is very vague and general but can be felt directly by Yuezhi at a glance. Now that he is angry, that liking still hasn't turned into hatred.

Like and angry at the same time.

Yue Zhi helped Shen Zhuo up on tiptoes, he was too short, and he couldn't reach Shen Zhuo with his tiptoes, so he could only strangle the latter's neck and force people to bend down to kiss him.

"Do not be angry."

Yuezhi pecked Shen Zhuo's eyes twice, he liked Shen Zhuo's eyes very much.

People who are full of complexity and unfathomable are the kind that Ochi didn't like the most before, but Shen Zhuo is different, his eyes are unexpectedly vast, silent like mountains and rivers, dark like rivers.

The most important thing is that he looked at him very intently, sometimes with a slight smile, sometimes he gave people a feeling that he was being pampered, sometimes... sometimes the more he knew, the more he couldn't understand, but Yuezhi likes him smiling at himself, but doesn't like him being unhappy.

He kissed the eyes on the other side like rain and dew, feeling that Shen Zhuo was not unhappy, so he let go.

"So you like me to kiss you."

That's easy, I like to kiss him too.

Yue Zhi still hooked his neck and half hung on him, seeing that Shen Zhuo didn't refute, he took it as his acquiescence, and leaned his neck to practice his new theory.

Shen Zhuo turned his face sideways, the kiss deviated slightly and landed on the corner of his tightly pursed mouth.

Yuezhi kissed again, but it still didn't arrive.

"Do you know what kind of two people will kiss under what circumstances?" Shen Zhuo pressed Ochi's shoulders and easily pressed him down. When he asked the question, his face was expressionless, and he even hid the leaked emotions around him. stand up.

"I know, don't you like me? I like you too."

Yue Zhi's eyes were shining, and he said such words in the most innocent and natural tone. He thought that even the most rigorous logical argument could not find any mistakes.

Shen Zhuo was stumped by what he said, and after a brief pause, he smiled, and the incomprehensible expression appeared in his eyes again, "It's different."

Where is it different?

"Humph."

Yuezhi was a little bit dissatisfied that he failed to get a kiss twice.

Anyway, just don't give a kiss.

Yue Zhi let out a cold snort, but he was sick and his nasal voice was rather heavy. Not only was this cold snort not intimidating, but it also sounded like a spoiled child.

"Then you'd better work harder," Ochi reached out and traced his lips with his fingertips, pressing heavily, "Try hard not to lose my interest."

……

After breakfast, Shen Zhuo went out. He was going to work, and Yue Zhi nestled on the sofa. After he left, he immediately asked someone to replace the double-sided mirror in his room with fully transparent glass.

In this way, he can see Shen Zhuo looking at him.

The more you know, the more you ask, and they have to keep the other room completely free of any traces of tampering. The news, the more you know it, the more it passes.

Originally, President Ba was coming back today, but it seemed that the cooperation over there was not going well, and he had to stay for a few more days.

Ba Zong's stand-in contract is only a little less than the actor's, and he offered 7000 million yuan to ask Yuezhi to act as his stand-in for Bai Yueguang.

On Ba Zong's side, Yue Zhi doesn't need to be made things difficult like he was at the actor's side. Ba Zong's request can be summed up in four words: good wife and loving mother.

The little stand-in is his seasoning after busy work, he is only there when he needs it, and the things to do are also very simple, clean up the hygiene, deliver a meal, and the most important thing - give Ba Always read books to help sleep.

The original owner was able to become the overlord's Bai Yueguang's substitute because his voice was very similar to that person's. The overlord suffered from insomnia all the year round, and only by listening to his voice could he sleep soundly.

This time, President Ba's secretary contacted Yuezhi to ask Yuezhi to clean up and play a video for President Ba to study.

The original owner is actually still an intern at Ba’s head office. It’s strange to say that the book doesn’t mention the main character’s major. I knew that he was a model, and he should be an art student in college. I didn’t expect the original owner to be a science master. Financial Management Major.

It is now a senior year, although the original owner has already signed with the company and has other developments, but there are still professional internships.

Boss Ba has asked him to name him as an assistant, so he is usually not needed.

"stop."

As soon as Yue Zhi entered the company, he was stopped by Secretary Ba. Secretary Jiang was very young, but powerful, and he was the most capable helper beside President Ba. He had to stay to deal with more important matters if he didn't follow this time.

"This is the book you're going to read later, don't move things in the house," Jiang Yunyan folded her arms and raised her chin to signal the sanitary tools at the door: "Here, clean it, and remember to clean the door too."

Jiang Yunyan is very beautiful, with meticulously painted gorgeous makeup, and a capable workplace attire showing her good figure.

Everyone has a love for beauty, Yue Zhi glanced at it, and had a new understanding of the "curvature" of No. ① Ba Zong in his heart.

Yue Zhi pressed the phone, and the professional housekeeping service company that had been appointed in advance came up immediately.

"Hi, may I ask where do you need to clean?" The housekeeping service staff are also a little confused. Generally, such companies have dedicated cleaning staff, but their professionalism still makes them listen less and do more.

"This is the only one." Yuezhi also specially instructed: "Just use that sanitary tool to clean it."

Secretary Jiang froze for a moment, her face full of disbelief. She never expected that someone would dare to obey her CEO's order, let alone that the ever submissive Yue Zhi would directly invite such a large group of people to help him work in front of her face.

"you……"

The housekeeping is very eye-catching, "Don't worry, we are absolutely professional, we guarantee that the cleaning is in place, and we will give you the best service."

Jiang Yunyan was swallowed, seeing people in various offices secretly pricking up their ears, she finally chose to keep her mouth shut.

Yue Zhi only paid a small sum of money, and sat comfortably in President Ba's clean and brand new office.

As soon as he sat down, President Ba's video call rang.

The person opposite did not show his face, and only a pair of hands could be seen on the screen, wearing a low-key luxury watch on his wrist.

"let's start."

Ba Boss' voice was a little deeper than Shen Zhuo's, revealing a deep sense of exhaustion.

Yuezhi didn't read the book arranged by Secretary Jiang.

Jiang Yunyan is actually not a bad person. She prepared books on hypnosis, but Yue Zhi felt that it was more likely that she would fall asleep while reading him, so she chose a classic case analysis of investment that she was interested in from the bookshelf.

Just as I was about to start reading from the beginning, I suddenly had an idea and turned on my phone to record simultaneously.

This book is very interesting. After reading it for half an hour without knowing it, he stopped thirsty, noticed that there was no sound on the video side, and hung up the phone directly.

Yuezhi saved the recording file and stretched, feeling that he had a good harvest today, and planned to go out and have a meal later.

He was looking at the online store recommendations while walking out, when suddenly he was dragged into the stairwell by a hand protruding from the side.

"Why are you here?"

The actor Ming Han grabbed his wrist, his brows were furrowed, his cold eyes were filled with suspicion.