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Jiang Chongnian frowned in doubt, Ming Yang's voice was not only anxious but also weak.He stood up with his hands on the receiver, and said as he walked out: "The meeting continues, and the plan is selected and sent to my email."

No one spoke for half a minute until the double-opening glass doors of the meeting were closed again.

Jiang Chongnian came out and walked towards the office, put the phone back to his ear and asked, "Is there something wrong with Zai Zai?"

At this time, Ming Yang was curled up on the bed, his head was heavy, his abdomen was hurting, his feet were still cold, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, explained his unusual physical condition in detail, and emphasized again: "Mr. Jiang, what should I do if I am pregnant... "While talking, Ming Yang felt like throwing up again.

The human handbook says that human beings cannot conceive, but it doesn’t say whether cats can transform into human beings, and Mr. Jiang is very hard every time...

Jiang Chongnian wanted to pinch the boy's face through the phone, guessing that he had a serious expression when he was talking nonsense, but he still comforted him: "Don't talk nonsense, you probably have a cold, I'll ask Aunt Wang to come and see you first .”

A few minutes after hanging up the phone, Aunt Wang came quickly, carrying a red wooden medicine box in her hand.The bedroom was dimly lit, she glanced at Ming Yang on the bed with flushed cheeks, opened the curtains and asked, "Apart from vomiting, what else is wrong with Yang Yang?"

Ming Yang curled up and didn't move, with one hand on the phone's volume button, he said anxiously: "Aunt Wang, I feel like I'm pregnant."

"Nonsense, how can a boy get pregnant." Aunt Wang came over and put the back of her hand on his forehead, "Yo, it's so hot! If you delay it, it will burn out!" She hurriedly found a thermometer from the medicine box, sterilized it for Ming Yang to suck .

"Yang Yang for 5 minutes, Aunt Wang will go down and pour you a cup of hot water, and take some antipyretics first."

When Aunt Wang came back, Ming Yang closed his eyes and kept her going down.Seeing that the time was about the same, she came to get the thermometer, and was shocked when she saw that it was 39.5, which belonged to high fever!Aunt Wang quickly called Jiang Chongnian back.

Jiang Chongnian came faster than the family doctor. He saw that Ming Yang was lying down properly, with a cooling white towel on his forehead. He was sick and was still hot after taking antipyretics.

The hand in the quilt was suddenly held by someone, and because there was something on his forehead, Ming Yang just moved his fingers without daring to make a big move.

Jiang Chongnian was laying on the side of the bed touching the boy's hot face, and said distressedly, "Why did Zai Zai suddenly have such a severe fever, he was fine before going out."

Ming Yang bit his lip, thinking to himself, it must be because of the cold water last night.He tilted his head and moved his body persistently towards Jiang Chongnian.

"I'm not pregnant, but I have a fever." He said sincerely, "Mr. Jiang, go to work, I'll be fine after lying down for a while."

"Not busy. I called the doctor, and he'll be here soon. Zai Zai's Anxin infusion will reduce the fever, and I'll be by my side." Jiang Chongnian kissed his face, thinking of some fox question: "Did Zai Zai take a cold shower last night?"

Ming Yang pursed his lips, dodged his eyes, and said against his will: "I'm just hot..." As he spoke, he heard Mr. Jiang sigh, and carefully added, "I won't wash it next time, Mr. Jiang, don't be angry..."

"I'm not angry, I just feel sorry for you." Jiang Chongnian held his face in his hands and looked at him, comforting and lingering on the young man's red and soft lips for a while before standing up, ready to urge the doctor, when he took out his mobile phone, a man in a white coat came in up.

His whole body was hot and uncomfortable, Ming Yang didn't cry, the moment the needle was about to be inserted through the back of his hand, Ming Yang cried out, looking at Jiang Chongnian with his mouth and eyes curled up, the tears in his eyes filled with helplessness.

Jiang Chongnian turned a blind eye to his pleading for help, and even helped the doctor hold down his hand to keep him from moving.

"Mr. Jiang..." He cried anxiously while crying, Jiang Chongnian covered his eyes with his other hand, and said nicely, "It's like a mosquito bite, it doesn't hurt, don't be afraid."

Although it is really not as painful as imagined, Ming Yang's psychological shadow is deeply rooted. He will be afraid when he sees a young doctor in a white coat and glasses for a long time.

Jiang Chongnian helped him wipe away his tears in a funny way, and said, "Next time I feel hot, I'll take a cold shower, and I'll be stuck like this every day."

Ming Yang glanced at the back of his hand covered with white tape, and didn't dare to move, crying silently.Jiang Chongnian didn't want to scare him, he brought a bowl of porridge out of his fear, and comforted him: "After drinking the porridge, I'll sleep and sweat, and I'll be fine the next day."

But the next day, Ming Yang's residual heat was still there, so he had no choice but to infuse another day's fluid.At night, Jiang Chongnian hugged him and thought about it and asked, "Little rascal, why do you say you are pregnant when you are sick?"

Ming Yang nestled in his arms, closed his eyes and replied: "I wanted to vomit that day, and I felt dizzy and had a stomachache. This symptom was said to be pregnancy on the Internet."

"It's really nonsense." Jiang Chongnian bit the tip of his ear, and said helplessly: "The senior management of the company knows that there is a pregnant man hiding in my house. How do you want me to explain it?"

Ming Yang touched Jiang Chongnian's face, thought for a moment and replied, "Then let's work hard in the future, so that Mr. Jiang really has one in his family!"

"You, it looks like it's real when you play tricks." Jiang Chongnian secretly touched Ming Yang's flat belly with his hand, caressed gently, and gently joked against his ear: "If you can really conceive, you will give birth, and you will give birth to a baby." Must be cute."

"Can't you get pregnant?" Ming Yang went to touch it himself.

"Can I love you?" Jiang Chongnian pulled up his pajamas, hugged him tightly, and said seriously: "You don't have to have a child when you are together. If you don't feel safe, we can get married in the future. Um... go to Malta , in the church in Malta, promise each other forever goodbye, there is no divorce, only widowhood. Okay?"

The first time Mr. Jiang said the word 'marriage', Ming Yang's heart beat so fast that he blushed and buried his head even deeper.

After a while, there was a muffled 'hmm' from the bed.

In the past two days, Mr. Jiang has been with him most of the time, and his work is also in front of him.The young man was completely ill and didn't want to eat anything. He just slept after taking the medicine, and he completely recovered on the fourth day.

That afternoon, Ming Yang insisted on going back to work in the company.Mia was stunned for a few seconds when she saw him, moved her chair up and said, "Your skin is too white!"

Ming Yang rubbed his face in doubt, "Can you turn white when you're sick?"

"It turns out that you are sick." Mia held the thermos cup and tied two playful braids. The glasses frames without lenses were big and round, making her face small and cute.

She smiled and pulled Ming Yang's hair, and praised sincerely: "You are a little male god of Korean style today, you are blind! Don't let Shen Jiayan and the others see you, be careful that wolves and leopards will eat you up as a soft rabbit. "

Ming Yang waited for the computer to turn on, and said, "I'm not a soft rabbit."

"You look so good now, okay?" Mia glanced at the young man with red lips and white teeth, and said sincerely, "One thing to say, you are many times more beautiful than the guests I invited for the variety show I was chasing recently. The most eye-catching!"

"Cheng Zui?" Ming Yang nodded in agreement, "He is really eye-catching, and he looks better in real life than on TV."

Mia was surprised and put down the thermos cup and grabbed Ming Yang, "Listen to you, have you seen my best brother?"

"Well... I know each other." Ming Yang showed Mia the photos with the camera, "He was also in this shoot."

After seeing Cheng Zui's group of creative wedding photos, Mia's eyes changed when she looked at Ming Yang again, "Ming Yang, please, send me a copy of this group of photos, and I promise not to spread them to the outside world!"

"Okay." Ming Yang connected to the computer and directly copied the photo to her, asking: "Do you like Cheng Zui very much? Are you his fan?"

Mia nodded like a rattle drum, "I love his face so much, I liked him when he was a model..."

Mia babbled a lot, and Ming Yang never thought she talked so much, so he kindly said: "Then next time we come out to play together, I will ask Shang Cheng to introduce you to each other."

The little star chasing girl Mia was surprised and delighted, and moved all the snacks on her table to Ming Yang's table, "Eat, buy if you don't have enough."

The new year is coming soon, Mia is so focused on taking the annual leave that she doesn’t have the time to work, and she wants to catch fish when she doesn’t take it seriously for a while, she hesitates and asks Ming Yang again and again, “What’s the matter with the Luoshan chicken? Tell me more about it. , I have been curious for several days, but you have not come to the company."

Just as Ming Yang was about to say something, Lu You came over from there and knocked on Ming Yang's desktop, "Boss Lan told you to go to his office."

Ming Yang nodded, turned around and apologized to Mia, "I'll talk to you later."

Lu You glanced at Ming Yang, and said flatly, "Everyone is gone, why are you still talking about him?"

The tone was not good, Ming Yang frowned slightly, he didn't like the arrogant Lu You very much, so he didn't plan to talk to him.

Ming Yang opened the stool and said again before leaving: "Mia, I'll talk to you carefully when I get back."

Mia nodded with a suppressed smile, surprised that Mingyang was secretly competing with others, it was so interesting.

David asked Ming Yang to come to work and have Ming Yang's body in addition to his work. He heard that he was sick for a few days and wanted to ask how he was doing.

When Ming Yang came in, he didn't know why, but when he saw Lan Hui, he felt awkward and embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.

"Thank you Mr. Lan, I'm all fine now." Ming Yang listened to the other party and sat on the sofa. To cover up his discomfort, he stretched out his hand to play with the smoke from the humidifier.

"How about going down for lunch together? I'll treat you." Lan Hui said, "I'm also responsible for your illness. Wuming Mountain was too busy to take good care of you those few days."

"No, no," Ming Yang quickly waved his hands, "That's my job, and everyone is busy, so it should be."

"What if I say, I really want to have a meal with you?"

Lan Hui stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Ming Yang, I'm going to resign at the end of the year and plan to open my own studio outside, um... I want to ask you if you want to go to my studio."

"Mr. Lan, why did you resign?" Ming Yang was slightly surprised, and asked off the point: "Is this place not good?"

Lan Hui shook his head, came over from there and sat next to Ming Yang, watched him shake his fingers above the humidifier and said, "You can do whatever you want in your studio. Besides, I have been preparing for a long time. If I resign at the end of the year, it will be easier for Jiang to recruit new ones."

Ming Yang squatted down, put his head on the coffee table, and asked softly, "Is it because of Luo Ling?"

"How could it be? Luo Ling's temperament meant that she would stay in Jiang's soon. It is a matter of time before she is expelled." Lan Hui glanced at Ming Yang, apologized again and said, "I hope the rumors don't affect you."

Ming Yang was still immersed in the fact that he was leaving, straightened up and turned to look at him, "Mr. Lan, I actually hope you can stay in Jiang's."

"Why?" Lan Hui asked him with a smile.

Ming Yang couldn't tell why at the moment, in his heart, Lan Hui was a very good photographer, leaving Jiang's would be a loss to Jiang's...

Seeing that Ming Yang didn't speak for a long time, Lan Hui leaned back on the sofa and said with a sigh of relief: "The Jiang family is indeed very good, and there is nothing to say in all aspects. However, in the past two years, I have found that I am stagnant and content with the status quo. University At that time, my dream was to be a director and to be able to shoot a good work, but later this dream fell silent. When I was 30 years old, I suddenly thought about it, and I felt that I should not leave any regrets, otherwise when I get old, I will only have regrets.”

"It must be cool to be a director." Ming Yang sat back on the sofa again, "I will definitely watch your work as soon as possible."

"Then do you want to come to my studio?"

"No, I want to be in Jiang's." Ming Yang refused without thinking, he didn't want to leave Mr. Jiang.

"It's okay, you think about it, my studio welcomes you at any time."

"Thank you, Mr. Lan."

"By the way, Ming Yang, do me a favor." Lan Hui rubbed his eyes and got up, went to the office cabinet to find a small bottle of eye drops and handed it to Ming Yang, "Drop it for me, my eyes are always uncomfortable recently."

Ming Yang used eye drops for the first time, and he didn't even know that it was for eye drops. He took it and looked at Lan Hui blankly, and asked, "What should I do?"

Lan Hui sat down again and raised his head, beckoning him to come over and put some drops in his eyes.

Ming Yang carefully opened his eyelids, for fear of making a mistake, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Why does it hurt?"

Lan Hui looked at the young man in front of him who was also taking eye drops seriously, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.The young man's breath seemed to splash on his face, with a faint fragrance in it.By accident, Lan Hui raised his head and was about to kiss her.Ming Yang quickly shrank back, took a few steps back in fright, and looked at him in panic.

"Mr. Lan, you...you...you can't." Ming Yang squeezed the eye drops and stood dumbfounded.

Although human beings touch their lips to show friendliness, Ming Yang seems to only accept touching Mr. Jiang...

"Ming Yang, I..." Lan Hui felt that he was too abrupt, "I'm sorry, I should take my time."

Ming Yang put down the eye drops, and said directly: "Mr. Lan, I can't kiss you. Mr. Jiang will be angry if he knows it. Besides, I only want to kiss Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang?" Lan Hui was puzzled and asked uncertainly, "Jiang Chongnian, President Jiang?"

"Yes." Ming Yang hesitated for a moment and turned around to go out. He didn't see Lan Hui's shocked expression, and he only wanted to find Jiang Chongnian.

As a result, he came out and saw a person standing one meter away from the window without even closing the glass door.

The shutters were open, and every movement inside could be seen clearly.Jiang Chongnian stood outside and waited for Ming Yang to come out, his expression was unrecognizable, obviously not the usual gentleness.

"Mr. Jiang..."

The author says:

Er Gou unscrewed the thermos cup, replaced the wine with tea, and said in an old-fashioned way: Love is nothing more than that.

Ming Yang frowned in doubt: Is Mr. Jiang angry?

Ergou sighed and shook his head: Think for yourself.