Mu Ning choked and immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks to let him go, "I don't want to talk about this."
Gu Zhiyin held her collar and stared at her.
She was not afraid at all and whispered, "I didn't mean it. Who knew you, a grown man, could still choke on your rice."
"..."
Gu Zhiyin took the spoon from her hand and threw it away, "Okay, enough trouble, let's eat well."
"I haven't had enough fun yet..."
"If you talk any more, I will gag you."
Gu Zhiyin no longer indulged her, Mu Ning immediately shut up and made a zipper motion.
After eating, Mu Ning took him to the hospital to visit Song Heng. Song Heng was much better and could walk around freely.
So Mu Ning asked someone to bring a mahjong machine, and the four of them played mahjong in the room.
When the nurse came in and saw this scene, she was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the floor.
Has the ward turned into a chess and card room?
Look at the bed again, the quilt is lifted, is there anyone there?
Where are her injuries?
Oh, I'm playing mahjong.
The young nurse knocked on the door and coughed lightly, "Mr. Song, it's time for your infusion."
Song Heng checked his cards and looked up, then turned to look at the faces of the other three. Not wanting them to be disappointed, he said, "hang here."
The little nurse suggested, "You should just go to bed and stay..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Heng asked, "Do you need two hands for infusion?"
"No, the patient needs to rest more..."
Lu Xinting smiled and said, "He's leaving. He's missing three. Why don't you come and fight for him?"
The little nurse was so teased that she didn't dare to say anything and came in to give Song Heng an injection.
Mu Ning couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Heng hanging water in his left hand and touching the cards with his right hand, "Song Heng really worked hard to accompany us."
He glanced at Lu Xinting and said, "You don't feel sorry for him either."
"He has slept enough every day. It's boring and boring, so why not let him lose some money to me."
Lu Xinting deliberately glanced at Gu Zhiyin, "Our Brother Song said that he is much more comfortable while recuperating than at work."
Song Heng's spine trembled and he looked sideways at Lu Xinting.
When did he say that?
Gu Zhiyin lowered his head to look at the cards and snorted with an unknown meaning, "It's more comfortable not to go to work."
Song Heng, "..."
Lu Xinting still looked excited, "That makes sense!"
Song Heng: Can you please stop talking.
Gu Zhiyin leaned on the back of his chair and said softly, "How many days have you been absent from work?"
Lu Xinting choked, "Am I not taking care of him in the hospital?"
"Which company policy stipulates that you can take care of your family members without going to work?"
Lu Xinting was speechless.
In order not to lose her momentum, she frowned and said, "At worst, my salary will be deducted."
Gu Zhiyin lazily turned the cards in his hand, "The fine is three times the day's salary."
Lu Xinting had a heart attack, "Mr. Gu, I am Mr. Jiang's subordinate. I reported it to him and he gave his own permission."
"Jiang Yue indulges you so much, and he will also be punished."
"..."
Jiang Yue sneezed while sitting in the office. Who was thinking about him?
He lit a cigarette and thought for a while, then picked up his cell phone and called Yang Fan.
When the call was connected, Yang Fan said "hello".
Jiang Yue was full of confidence, "Do you miss me?"
Yang Fan:? ?
"I had a dream just now. I dreamed that you called my name."
Yang Fan:......
"Mr. Jiang, I didn't miss you."
Jiang Yue snorted coldly, "Don't be so harsh, I know all you can think about now is me."
Yang Fan was speechless.
Jiang Yue heard the sound of water on his end and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"To the restroom."
"..."
Jiang Yue coughed slightly in embarrassment and tried to make amends for himself, "Just stay there and don't move."
Yang Fan felt bad when he heard what he said, "What to do?"
"Because you miss me so much, I'll go to the bathroom with you..."
Jiang Yue bit out the last three words particularly slowly and ambiguously.
Yang Fan shivered and tightened his belt.
In the end, he was blocked in the toilet by Jiang Yue.
Yang Fan staggered back under the pressure of Jiang Yue's tall physique. Jiang Yue pushed him into the compartment, ducked in, and slammed the door.
Yang Fan wanted to struggle, but Jiang Yue pressed him against the partition with one hand.
"Don't fucking move. If you make a scene, I won't be the only one embarrassed."
Yang Fan gritted his teeth.
"You want to humiliate me, can you change the place?"
Jiang Yue pressed his chest against Yang Fan's thin back, breathing close to his face, "Who said I humiliated you?"
Yang Fan felt that the male body was so squeezed that he couldn't breathe, "Then what are you doing?"
Jiang Yue hummed, "Relieve work stress."
This handsome man spends all day playing simulated golf in the office with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth. He actually says that work is stressful!
"By the way, I want to express my thoughts to you."
Jiang Yue took advantage of him not paying attention and unbuttoned his pants.
Yang Fan's pants fell to the ground with a splash.
…
In the evening, Song Heng had finished his injections, but the sound of the automatic mahjong machine hadn't stopped yet.
When it was time to eat, Mu Ning said no more.
Gu Zhiyin won three games by himself. During the settlement, Lu Xinting went to fawn over, "Master Gu, Mr. Gu... Anyway, you also deducted my salary, and I also played with you all afternoon. My waist hurts from sitting, otherwise Let’s forget about the money for today, right?”
Gu Zhiyin didn't even look at her, "One code is the same."
"Hey." Lu Xinting poured him a cup of tea, "How could you, a big boss like you, care about the 8,000 I lost? I'll pay it to you, but you'll be embarrassed to accept it, right? It's too insulting to your class. ."
"I'm very embarrassed." Gu Zhiyin picked up the teacup and glanced at her, "I just love to see you lose money."
"You're not short of the money, so don't be so stingy!"
Lu Xinting winked and winked.
"What's wrong with me?"
With a "pop" sound, Gu Zhiyin threw the phone on the table and showed it to her.
Lu Xinting took a look and saw that the WeChat wallet only had 519.
"What?!"
"Mr. Gu only has 519 yuan in his WeChat account?!"
Lu Xinting was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out, "Am I dazzled, or is there something wrong with WeChat? Are there seven or eight zeros missing from the back?"
Gu Zhiyin drank tea lightly and said, "You read that right."
"Mr. Gu, what happened to you? Where is your money?"
"Leave it to Ning Ning for safekeeping."
Mu Ning looked blank, "Listen to him fart!"
"I gave him the 519 yuan."
"Why 519? It's only one yuan, why not give him 520?"
Gu Zhiyin smiled and said, "Ning Ning said you can't give too much love."
"……strong."
Gu Zhiyin looked at Lu Xinting with disgust, "Stop talking about the topic and give me money."
"Ningning lost too, why didn't you let her give it to you?"
"She is my wife, and what is mine is hers. Are you trying to sow discord by asking me to ask for money from her?"
Lu Xinting lay on the mahjong table and wailed, "I can't afford to play! I'll let you two work together to bully others!"
When Mu Ning loses money, Gu Zhiyin helps her win. No matter how much she loses, he can always help her win it back.
Suddenly a big hand fell on Lu Xinting's head and patted her gently, "Don't bury your face in this, you're dirty."
Lu Xinting raised her head and shouted aggrievedly, "Brother Song."
"I gave it to you."
