After reading the hot search, the first thing Fu Sichen did was to call Pei Zhen.
I don’t know where Pei Zhen is now, but I just can’t get through.
Fu Sichen lost his patience, got up and walked out. Wang Youquan was behind him and kept shouting: "Si Chen, where are you going? Pei Zhen, he should... Pei Zhen?!"
As soon as the door opened, a handsome man stood there.
He has a tall and straight figure, his hair is slightly messy, his eyes are beautiful, his eyelashes are very long, and there are drops of water hanging on them. I don’t know if they are tears...
"Pei Pei." Seeing his little boyfriend like this, Fu Sichen was also startled and hurriedly stopped him, "You, what's wrong with you?"
Pei Zhen's heart was still beating fast, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you the vice president?"
Fu Sichen was stunned. He was still worried whether Pei Zhen had cried. His brain was too confused to think, but he still nodded subconsciously.
"Mr. Wang Youquan." After receiving the answer, Pei Zhen had no expression on his face and glanced at Wang Youquan, "Si Chen and I have something to say."
Wang Youquan knew what he meant and chose to leave wisely: "Ah, I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
As soon as Wang Youquan left, Fu Sichen couldn't wait to pull Pei Zhen into the office. The door slammed shut, and he pressed the person directly against the door.
"Pei Zhen, are you crying? What's wrong with you..."
"Cry your ass." Before Fu Sichen had finished panicking, Pei Zhen pushed him away and said, "Which of your eyes saw Dad crying?"
Fu Sichen: "...you, on your eyes..."
Pei Zhen wiped his face with his backhand, and it was indeed wet.
It's not his fault. His eyelashes are so long that getting moisture on them won't be a problem. My throat is hoarse, that's just tiredness.
"This is sweat." Pei Zhen gave Fu Sichen a mocking look and wanted to sit on the sofa. As soon as his feet moved, his whole body was pulled against the door.
Very close to each other.
The tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose, the breath is entangled and full of ambiguity.
"What are you doing?" Fu Sichen said, Pei Zhen's throat became even drier and his voice became hoarse.
Fu Sichen's eyes were bright and he did not deny it: "You have a good idea."
"Get out." Pei Zhen pushed the person away rudely and walked directly to the sofa. "I haven't even settled the score with you yet."
The ancestor who had come all the way was really a boneless man now. He was sitting on the sofa, directing his boyfriend to bring tea and water: "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."
Just as Fu Sichen was about to speak, Pei Zhen flew over with a knife and said, "I won't drink the saliva."
I don't know if this person has been restrained for too long. Ever since the relationship broke down and the two of them got together, they started talking dirty as if they didn't need money.
It's fine at ordinary times, but once I get to bed, it really makes me blush and my heart beats.
Pei Zhen was not in the mood to flirt now. After drinking a glass of water, he finally calmed down. He raised his foot and kicked Fu Sichen: "Vice President? Why didn't I know you were the Vice President?"
You have to rely on news reports!
God knows how surprised he was when he saw the video of the press conference.
Yes, his boyfriend is rich, much more than he is. He even boasted that Haikou would protect him.
Thinking of his previous arrogance, Pei Zhen blushed for himself.
Oh shit!
"I also borrowed money from my father." The more Pei Zhen thought about it, the more shameful he became. One kick was not enough, so he kicked him again, "Tell me, what should I say if I give it back? Oh, Dad, your daughter-in-law is your son. Investor?"
(End of chapter)