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"Dayong, why are you here?" Tang Jingshu got out of the car and limped in with a cane, asking in astonishment.

Ever since Tang Jingshu told Chen Weiyong that he was gay, the two hadn't contacted each other.

Gu Yuchen got out of the car from the driver's seat, glanced at the haggard Chen Weiyong, and said softly, "Xiaoyong, why are you here?"

As soon as Chen Weiyong heard that Tang Jingshu had been kidnapped, he flew from Beijing to Futian to meet him.

"Brother, Jingshu and I are classmates." Chen Weiyong squatted at the door and saw Tang Jingshu's crutch coming down, with a distressed look in his eyes.

Tang Jingshu limped to the mahogany door with the help of a cane, took out the key and pushed the door open.

The house that Tang Jingshu rented was not big, but it was indeed close to the center of the flow of people and his work place.

"Dayong, I didn't expect you and Brother Yuchen to be brothers." Tang Jingshu poured a glass of water for the two and said with a smile.

Gu Yuchen said lightly: "Xiaoyong and I are half brothers."

Chen Weiyong's eyes fell on Tang Jingshu's handicapped right leg, and he had no leisure to chat about his past with Gu Yuchen.

Tang Jingshu noticed his gaze subconsciously moved his right leg back and sat down, smiled and said, "Dayong, what do you want from me?"

"Jing Shu, I was wrong. I shouldn't have left without saying a word that day." He frowned slightly as he spoke, and asked cautiously, "Jing Shu, does it hurt?"

It’s nothing but a lie to say that it doesn’t hurt. Every night, Tang Jingshu is so painful that he can hardly sleep peacefully. He fell into a dream and dreamed of the scene of Shen Jiaming looking for someone to beat him up, making him afraid to fall asleep. Will miss each other, sometimes even he himself feels guilty.

"It doesn't hurt now." Tang Jingshu's tone was so soft that he could hardly hear himself.

Before Chen Weiyong left, he briefly greeted Tang Jingshu and got into Gu Yuchen's car.

"Brother, how did you become Jingshu's psychiatrist?" Chen Weiyong asked Gu Yuchen, who was looking straight ahead.

Gu Yuchen responded in a calm tone: "It's not convenient for me to disclose the patient's privacy."

"Brother, Jingshu is my friend and classmate. As a friend, it's not too much to care about, right?"

Gu Yuchen cast a glance at him, and said lightly: "Take care of yourself first, and then care about the patients."

"Who beat Jingshu's leg?" Chen Weiyong continued to ask.

Gu Yuchen obviously didn't want to answer the other party's question and then remained silent.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Chen Weiyong didn't bother himself.

"Qin Haoyu, why are you here?" Gu Yuchen sent Chen Weiyong back to the villa and drove away. Chen Weiyong walked for 5 minutes before arriving at the door and saw Qin Haoyu squatting in front of his house.

Qin Haoyu's legs were a little numb from squatting, and those deep eyes flashed at him and smiled.

Chen Weiyong felt a little irritated by being entangled by Qin Haoyu in the past few months, and kicked his calf impatiently to signal him to get out.

Qin Haoyu got up and threw himself on him, and said in a sweet and greasy tone: "As long as you promise to be with me, the resources in the entertainment industry will be yours in the future."

Chen Weiyong stretched out his hand to break away the arms around his neck, and said indifferently, "Let go."

Qin Haoyu quickly let go of his hand obediently, his eyes looked a little innocent and said lightly: "I am sincere to you."

Chen Weiyong snorted coldly, took out the key to open the door and went in, then said coldly: "Qin Haoyu, are you sincere? Everyone in the entertainment circle knows that you are a man and woman, and I am not your plaything. The reason why I stayed in the brokerage company is because I don't have the money to compensate for the liquidated damages, it's not that I want to be your plaything."

Qin Haoyu smiled with a smile in his eyes, and said lazily: "We can be each other's playthings, only playthings on the bed." After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "I am sincere to you. You intrigue me."

Chen Weiyong pointed at the door and growled, "Get lost."

Qin Haoyu stared at him with a seductive look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I came to you because I was greedy for your body, you won't let me leave if I'm not satisfied?"

"Qin Haoyu, if you don't leave, I won't guarantee that I won't do anything out of line."

"Oh, then you do it."

Chen Weiyong rudely dragged him into the room...

Tang Jingshu passed by a small alley after work and saw the orange kitten catwalking in his direction.

After Tang Jingshu left the Shen Group, he is now working as an editor for a small company, Entertainment Weekly. The scale is small, but the freedom of working hours is indeed a good choice for a disabled person like him.

Holding on to his crutches, he slowly squatted down and gently stroked his little furry head, muttering to himself, "Follow me from now on." After saying that, he hugged the cat in his arms and walked slowly with the crutches in his arms. .

"Little book..."

Hearing a familiar voice behind Tang Jingshu, his whole body stiffened and he stopped.

Shen Jiayi was a little haggard, walked up to Tang Jingshu and called softly: "Xiaoshu..."

Tang Jingshu was so frightened that his whole body trembled slightly, but he looked at him with a smile in his eyes and said softly: "Mr. Shen, will you beat my left leg when you come to me this time?"

Shen Jiayi wanted to reach out for Tang Jingshu's hand, but he took two steps back, grabbing one in vain.

"Xiaoshu, I'm the one who will never hurt you, can you trust me?"

When Tang Jingshu laughed, his eyes were clouded with tears, and he said with a smile: "Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of here."

Shen Jiayi's heart began to ache again, and his tone was completely soft, looking at Tang Jingshu who was thin and choked with sobs, he said, "Xiaoshu, you've lost weight. Let me take care of you, okay?" After saying that, Shen Jiayi took out a handful from his pocket The dagger continued: "Xiaoshu, you have been avoiding me these days, I know it. I also know that you have frequent contacts with a man, I can bear it as long as you can come back to me, if it can relieve you I have no complaints about stabbing me with a dagger."

Sadness appeared in Tang Jingshu's eyes, and he smiled a little sadly and said: "Go away, don't dirty my eyes."

Shen Jiayi looked at the thin back, his heart twitched and then ached.

During this time, he has been busy contacting Tang Jingshu, the most advanced medical assistant in the United States, to arrange the operation, and he will personally help him complete the operation when the time comes.

Even if Tang Jingshu is unwilling to go at that time, he will use all means to force Tang Jingshu to go to the United States with him to complete the operation.

Last night Tang Jingshu didn't sleep all night, he just lay quietly on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The kitten jumped onto the bed and rubbed Tang Jingshu's neck with his small head. He slowly got up from the bed and hugged the cat to lie on the sofa. Then he went into the kitchen to prepare cat food for the kitten, and he ate a few at will. I hurried to work.

"Little Brother Tang, I heard from the leader above that this issue of the weekly magazine seems to be Shen Jiaming of the Shen Group." The woman sat on the push chair and gently pushed the four wheels of the chair to Tang Jingshu's side, holding a A Pencil said casually.

Tang Jingshu's body froze for a few seconds, and then he continued to tap the keyboard with his fingers and asked lightly: "Do you think we can interview him?"

Cheng Jiajia rolled her eyes and responded with a smile: "I don't think the chance is great." She found a newspaper on the messy desktop and said to Tang Jingshuji: "The real estate in Shatian District has been sold out as soon as it opened. It is not surprising that the editor-in-chief wants to make him into this weekly magazine."

As soon as the real estate in Shatian District was sold, there was a frantic rush to buy it online, and the online system was paralyzed for several days. Of course, the stock of Shen's Group skyrocketed.

This real estate is very suitable for ordinary office workers in terms of appearance design and internal design. In terms of functions, there is an artificial intelligence service butler. When you are tired at work, someone will prepare meals without having to prepare meals, etc...

Another convenience of this real estate is that young people can reduce the pressure on mortgages and can choose the number of years according to their own economic conditions.

Tang Jingshu felt very uncomfortable, and said lazily: "I have nothing to do with other people's success, I just need to do my part."

"Jiajia, Xiaoshu." Behind Cheng Jiajia, she heard someone calling her to turn her chair and glance at the middle-aged man.

"This issue of our weekly magazine features Shen Jiaming as a legend on the cover, what do you think?"

Seeing that Tang Jingshu didn't respond, Cheng Jiajia bumped the opponent's arm with his elbow.

Tang Jingshu couldn't hear in his left ear, so he got up from the chair and stepped forward and asked, "Editor Zhu, I didn't hear clearly just now, can you repeat the question just now?"

The editor-in-chief Zhu is a middle-aged man in his forties. Like most married men, he is middle-aged and has a head of thinning hair. His name is Congratulations.

Congratulations raised his hand to brush the few strands of bangs on his forehead, and said, "I plan to be Shen Jiaming on the cover of this weekly magazine."

Tang Jingshu said calmly, "Shen Jiaming doesn't like our small temple. It's a wise choice for us to give up as soon as possible."

He knew that he couldn't escape Shen Jiayi's clutches, but he hated everything related to him. If it wasn't for Shen Jiayi, his legs wouldn't stop, and his left ear wouldn't be deaf. The culprit of all this was Shen Jiayi, he couldn't fight him You should hide from the head office.

At this time, Cheng Jiajia got up from the chair and said with a smile: "That's right, the editor-in-chief Shen Jiaming must look down on our small temple, or it will be the same if we choose other themes."

Congratulations pushed the frame of the glasses, pointed at the two of them and said, "How will you know if you don't try it? What if someone just likes our small temple!"

"I wish the editor-in-chief, no matter how hard you try, it will always be a waste of effort when you know there is no result." Tang Jingshu lowered his eyes and said in a calm manner.

At this time, a scantily dressed woman came in at the door, twisted her waist and shouted, "Brother Zhu, I miss you."

Cheng Jiajia couldn't help shaking her body when she heard the woman's annoying voice.

Congratulations smiled and narrowed his eyes into a line and put his arms around the woman's waist. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask them to try to get Shen Jiaming's personal interview.

"Little Brother Tang, why do you men like big breasts and big butts?" Cheng Jiajia watched the two enter the office and whispered.

Tang Jingshu responded with a faint smile: "Not all men like this type, at least I don't." As soon as the voice fell, he pushed away the chair and sat down to organize a pile of messy materials on the desktop.

Cheng Jiajia also sat down, with a gossiping expression on her face and said with a smile, "Little Brother Tang, did you see that woman was winking at you just now?"

"I didn't pay attention."

Cheng Jiajia stared at that fair little face, the dimples on both sides smiled beautifully, "Little Brother Tang, you are so good-looking, if I don't have a boyfriend, I will definitely chase you."

Tang Jingshu turned his head to look at her and said, "Aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will be jealous?"

Cheng Jiajia waved her hands and said with a smile, "I'm an old couple, so why are you jealous?"

After get off work at noon, Tang Jingshu ate a bowl of beef brisket noodles nearby. The blades of the electric fan hanging from the ceiling hummed, but he could only hear the faint sound coming into his right ear.

The phone vibrated slightly when it was placed on the oil-stained table, he swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, picked up the phone and glanced at Ling Xiao.

Since leaving the Shen Group, Tang Jingshu has never had any contact with anyone related to Shen Jiayi.

"Hey, brother Ling Xiao, is there something wrong?" Tang Jingshu pulled out a piece of inferior paper from the table and wiped the oil stains around his mouth, and stared straight at several people walking back and forth in the alley.

Ling Xiao leaned against the guardrail of the balcony, and said softly: "Xiaoshu, although I don't know why your leg was injured, nor why you left the Shen Group, I called today to tell you, Shen There's always the possibility of someone following you."

When Shen Jiayi was in a meeting this morning, he kept looking directly at the photos on the phone screen with a sullen face. Ling Xiao glanced at the photos on the phone. The people in the photos were Tang Jingshu and Gu Yuchen. After much deliberation, he decided to call Tang Jingshu.

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