Gu Zhiyin hummed lightly and did not answer him.
"Lao Gu, I'm going to talk about you now. Women need to be pampered, but they also need to work. Why are you addicted to women all day long? Your brain is about to be eaten away by sex bugs. Be careful of going bankrupt one day..."
Gu Zhiyin interrupted him, "I'm going to get the certificate."
"You have to take the lead in observing company discipline when you go to get the certificate... Wait, what did you say? Get the certificate?!"
Jiang Yue reacted and flicked the cigarette in his hand, almost burning himself.
"Did you really steal the evidence from that girl?"
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Gu Zhiyin took out two small red notebooks from his arms and placed them on the table.
Jiang Yue's eyes widened in shock. He put the cigarette in his mouth and reached out to get it. He was slapped on the back of his hand.
"Don't touch it."
Jiang Yue was disliked...
Looking at his precious look, Jiang Yue cursed MMP in his heart.
"You're actually married! We used to laugh at you for being single in your life, but you're actually the first one among us to get married!"
Jiang Yue licked his hair, and his messy hair looked even more unruly.
He didn't believe in this evil, "Did you give that little girl some medicine to make her lose her mind? I've been dragging it out for so long, why are you suddenly trying to testify against me today!"
Gu Zhiyin caressed the marriage certificate fondly, "She forced me to go there, saying she was afraid that I would be taken away by others and wanted to stamp it for me."
Look at this show off tone.
Tsk tsk...
Jiang Yue drank so much that he almost vomited.
"Stop fucking yourself up, why don't you just get a little notebook! Why are you talking so hard!"
Gu Zhiyin raised her eyes and looked at him, "Are you jealous?"
A little bit, to be honest.
Gu Zhiyin sneered coldly, "If you're like you, let alone get married, you won't be able to have a son, and the Jiang family will have no heirs."
"Who are you looking down on? I'm functioning normally, and besides, there are so many people who want to marry me!"
Gu Zhiyin chuckled, "Take Yang Fan back and show it to your old man to see if it will destroy your third leg."
Jiang Yue had a lump in his throat, his momentum dropped, his voice also became softer, and he said angrily: "Who told you that you plan to follow him in the future?"
Gu Zhiyin joked, "Then I hope you can calm down soon and let him go free."
Jiang Yue choked up again.
He took a puff of cigarette, his mouth was bitter, he frowned and looked at the cigarette in his hand, "What a low-quality cigarette!"
He complained, put it in the ashtray, and left unhappily.
Gu Zhiyin looked at his back.
whispering sound.
ill.
He looked away, took the marriage certificate and looked at it again and again, and couldn't help but smile.
"cough."
At this time, someone suddenly coughed.
Gu Zhiyin's eyelids twitched, he raised his gaze and saw Song Heng, who was standing aside without making a sound.
I thought the office was deserted, but I didn't expect there was a piece of wood stuck here.
Gu Zhiyin was not angry, "You can't even get angry now?"
Song Heng felt that he was embarrassed, "Master Gu, congratulations, this has been my wish for many years."
Gu Zhiyin looked unhappy and said, "Get out."
Song Heng lowered his head, turned around and went out.
Halfway through, Gu Zhiyin's voice came.
"You're almost thirty, you should work harder. Lu Xinting is more difficult to deal with than Ning Ning."
Song Heng turned around, paused, scratched his head, and smiled, "Yes."
Before he went out, he added another sentence.
"Master Gu, happy wedding."
…
After Jiang Yue returned to his office, he felt uncomfortable.
He felt that Gu Zhiyin must have choked him by speaking harshly.
Jiang Yue's butt felt like a nail, and he couldn't feel at ease no matter how he sat.
He picked up his cell phone and made a call, his voice cold, "What are you doing?"
"Just finished a meal."
Jiang Yue ordered with just a few words, "Come to my office."
"It's lunch break time now. I want to take a nap. If I don't take a rest, I won't be energetic enough to go to work in the afternoon."
"I don't have any place for you to sleep here?"
"..." The other person grinded his teeth, "Jiang Yue, don't go too far."
Jiang Yue knew that he was angry, "I'm drunk, come on, no one will take care of me."
"Where's your assistant?"
"Do you want Lu Xinting to take care of me personally?"
"..."
The phone was hung up.
Jiang Yue crossed his legs and tapped his fingers on the desk.
After waiting for a while, there was a gentle knock on the office door.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Come in."
Yang Fan came in carefully and closed the door.
He walked to the desk and looked at the lazy Jiang Yue, "You don't look like you are drunk."
Jiang Yue held up his chin and smiled, "Come here."
Yang Fan frowned.
Jiang Yue said again patiently, "Come to me, get closer."
Yang Fan pursed his lips and walked around the desk to Jiang Yue.
"Hel me up and go to the lounge."
Yang Fan obediently bent down and helped him stand up.
Jiang Yue was taller than him and deliberately put his whole body weight on him.
Half of Yang Fan's body was numb, and he was walking very hard and his steps were staggering.
Jiang Yue whispered into his ear and warned, "Hold on, don't drop me."
Yang Fan gritted his teeth and carried him to the lounge.
When they reached the bed, Yang Fan wanted to put him down, but he pulled him and fell onto the bed together.
Yang Fan was frightened, "What are you doing!"
"Fuck you."
Jiang Yue blurted out the obscene words like this. He lay on his back on the bed and held Yang Fan's neck ambiguously, not allowing him to get up.
Yang Fan blushed and said angrily: "Let me go!"
"Undress me."
Yang Fan gritted his teeth, "You..."
"How can you sleep without taking off your clothes?"
Yang Fan had no idea and breathed out, "Okay, let me go first."
Jiang Yue let go, Yang Fan sat up, took off his shirt and belt.
After taking it off, Jiang Yue lowered his head and glanced, "There is one more thing."
"It's the last piece, you still want to take it off?"
Jiang Yue rested his head on his hand and said lazily, "I like to sleep naked."
Yang Fan gritted his teeth and took off his white pants.
Really high-spirited.
Damn it, you really can't see it.
He blushed and looked away.
Jiang Yue pinched his chin in dissatisfaction and turned his face away, "Don't you dare to look?"
Yang Fan glared at him angrily, "Let go, you're hurting me!"
"They're all men, you're so embarrassed!" Jiang Yue let go of him in disgust.
"No." Yang Fan said what he meant and quickly pulled up the quilt to cover him.
"You have a good rest, I'm leaving."
Yang Fan's hand was grabbed.
"Silly boy." Jiang Yue called him with his eyes closed.
Yang Fan paused, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Yue murmured unconsciously, "I want to get married."
A sudden sentence.
Yang Fan was startled for a moment and raised his lips, "That's good."
"Who do you want me to marry?"
"Marry whoever you like." The curvature of Yang Fan's lips continued, "There should be many women out there who want to marry Mr. Jiang."
"I don't like those people outside."
Yang Fan was amused, "Then who do you like?"
Jiang Yue suddenly remembered what Gu Zhiyin said...
[I wish you can calm down soon and let him go free. 】
Set him free...
Jiang Yue felt uncomfortable and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, "Do you want to live with me?"
Yang Fan's expression froze, "Mr. Jiang, you are drunk."
"Is it?"
Jiang Yue raised the corners of his lips and smiled vaguely.
He might really be out of his mind, and said something that even he didn't expect, "You can register your marriage abroad, if you want..."
"No, I don't want to!"
Yang Fan cut off his words.
The smile on Jiang Yue's face disappeared and he looked at him with an unclear expression.
"I'm sorry." Yang Fan shook off Jiang Yue's hand in panic and ran out of the lounge in a panic.
Jiang Yue paused for a long time and lay down on the bed.
Frowning and closing his eyes, he clenched his fists and hammered his eyebrows.
damn it.
He was really stimulated by Gu Zhiyin.
What nonsense was he just talking about? !
He wasn't drunk either, so he looked like a fool.
…
Song Heng came to Lu Xinting's office.
She is resting on the sofa.
Feeling someone touching her, she reflexively raised her hand to slap the person in the face!
