Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 89: Chain-04 I cannot respond to your wishes

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Beiquan was stunned when he asked Zhu Ling's words.

Originally, with his superb acting skills with his usual nonsense and his face without changing his heart and heart, Beiquan could completely pretend that he didn't understand it and put it off with a smile.

But it was Zhu Ling who asked this question.

It was Zhu Ling who was holding his lantern in his hand.

"… "

Beiquan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded lightly.

Seeing Beiquan's reaction, Zhu Ling's face suddenly became more gloomy.

Just now, she was only tempted by her vague feelings, but now, her guess has been confirmed.

"you… "

Zhu Ling hesitated for a while, but still asked:

"You... did you fall in love with Xiaowei?"

Beiquan and Zhu Ling looked at each other, and both wanted to read each other's emotions from each other's expressions.

"maybe."

Beiquan smiled, with a rare bitterness in his smile, "I'm not sure..."

He lowered his eyes and seemed to be thinking seriously. After a while, he replied softly:

"I think it should be considered like it..."

Indeed, Beiquan did not lie.

He had to admit that he did have an indescribable favor towards Wei Fuyuan that was different from anyone else's.

Because of his special physique, Beiquan changed his partner more frequently than his clothes. So far, the longest partner had worked with him for less than half a year, and he had to leave because of his evil spirit.

But Wei Fuyuan was different.

His little assistant is like a big energetic dog. He follows him refreshed and energetic every day, and because of the power of merit brought from his mother's womb, so far he has not shown any discomfort caused by his evil spirit. .

Beiquan must admit that when he is with Wei Fuyuan, he will feel a kind of happiness and relaxation that he has never experienced before.

He liked Wei Fuyuan's touch, and the power of merit that entered his body when Wei Fuyuan kissed him. It was a throbbing warmth that he had never felt before.

but…

Beiquan put his hand under the desk and unconsciously clenched his fist.

but…

Zhu Ling frowned: "You know—"

"I know."

Beiquan interrupted Zhu Ling's unfinished words.

"No, I don't think you know!"

Zhu Ling lowered his voice, his tone was more severe than usual:

"If you know what you're doing, you shouldn't provoke others, let alone an ordinary person!"

Beiquan: "..."

He was speechless.

Zhu Ling still didn't intend to let him go.

"Although you look like a person now, you know how your body came from... Do you want to fall in love with an ordinary person with this suffocating energy?"

She paused, then asked:

"Do you want to kill Wei Fuyuan?"

Beiquan: "..."

He leaned back in his chair and didn't speak for a long time.

"I see."

Finally, Beiquan let out a long sigh.

"I'm going to talk to Xiaowei..."

He swallowed hard, his voice was rough, but he still finished the rest of the sentence:

"I'll... let him go."

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Wei Fuyuan stretched his neck and waited in the living room for a long time, and finally waited until the door of the study opened.

Zhu Ling walked out, "Xiaowei, Beiquan let you in."

The girl's tone was cold, and when she spoke, she looked back at Beiquan with a hint of warning in her eyes.

Wei Fuyuan stood up and entered the study.

Beiquan was the only one in the room.

Instead of sitting on a chair, he stood in front of the bookcase and seemed to be looking for something.

Wei Fuyuan called out, "North Spring."

"Um."

Beiquan responded, turned his head and smiled at Wei Fuyuan.

Wei Fuyuan froze for no reason.

During this period of time, the two have gotten to know each other too well, especially during the week at Citiland, they got along day and night, ate and slept together, and were tired of being together every day, inseparable.

It had been a long time since he had seen Beiquan showing such an alienated smile.

"North Spring?"

Wei Fuyuan felt uneasy in his heart, and called out again tentatively.

Beiquan turned back, pointed to the table, and asked Wei Fuyuan to look at the things on the table himself.

Wei Fuyuan picked up the two A4 sheets that had just been printed out on the desk, and when he saw the nine words in the title "Agreement on Termination of Labor Contract", his face changed greatly.

"What's the meaning!?"

Wei Fuyuan widened his eyes and cried out:

"Are you going to fire me?"

Beiquan still had that faint smile on his face, and his answer was calm:

"We agreed before that you will work here until my new partner arrives."

He pointed in the direction of the door:

"Now that Xiao Jiang is here, I don't need to trouble you anymore."

Wei Fuyuan couldn't believe what he heard.

"The kid is here, you're going to fire me?"

He patted the agreement on the termination of the labor contract back on the table with a "slap", took a step forward with his long legs, stepped in front of Beiquan, supported the bookcase with one hand, and came to a solid wall:

"I, am I not doing well enough in the past four months? Can't I be your partner? Why do you want to change people?!"

"Xiaowei, calm down, don't get excited."

Beiquan allowed Wei Fuyuan to maintain this coercive posture, with an undiminished smile on his face.

"As you have seen in the past few months, our 'company' is not an ordinary 'business'... Dealing with ghosts is very dangerous."

He raised his hand and patted Wei Fuyuan's arm on the side of his head, "You are a college student, you are different from people like us, you shouldn't be involved in these things..."

Beiquan smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Xiaowei."

He said:

"I used to be too selfish, and let you encounter so many dangers for nothing."

Wei Fuyuan: "..."

He was so angry at Beiquan's words that he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only stare at Beiquan, his eyes full of anger, as if he wanted to kill with his eyes.

"Now, now you're just saying that!"

Wei Fuyuan was so angry that his voice was trembling. He wanted to shake Beiquan's shoulder and ask him what he had done. After provoking him, he said that he "should not be involved in these things". Is it late

But he was so annoyed that he suddenly grabbed the back of Beiquan's head and couldn't help but hold him in his arms, then lowered his head and kissed his boss on the lips.

He kissed very hard, and without any rules, the tip of his tongue rushed in and rampaged, so entangled that neither of them could breathe.

"I-I love you so much!"

Wei Fuyuan gasped and bit Beiquan's lips perseveringly, "I like you so much that you let me go?! You still want me to go?!"

Beiquan wanted to push Wei Fuyuan away.

But under the extreme anger, Young Master Wei's strength is amazing.

Beiquan didn't want to make too much noise, so he could only put his arm against Wei Fuyuan's shoulder and push the person away with difficulty.

"sorry… "

Beiquan licked his swollen and numb lips, and when he tasted the blood, it was obvious that his skin had been bitten.

"...I can't respond to your wishes."

"That's it, Xiaowei will make it to the end of the month here with us."

Beiquan said to the crowd at the table while unpacking the takeaway package.

"Today's dinner I ordered more dishes, and it was Xiaowei's departure banquet."

Wei Fuyuan sat in the farthest position from Beiquan, turned his head and said nothing.

And Zhu Ling and Tian Raising, who rarely appeared at the dining table, did not agree with him. Zhu Ling's expression was indifferent, while the children with a salary increase were embarrassed and wanted to shrink himself under the table.

Only the newly arrived Comrade Jiang Nan'an seemed to be unable to read the turbulent undercurrents at the dinner table.

"Hey, you're leaving next month? Isn't there only four days left?"

Jiang Nan'an poked Wei Fuyuan's sore spot without knowing it:

"I heard that you are a student of Fengxing University? That's my junior brother? Oh, it should be summer vacation now, right? In fact, you can work for two more months, and then leave when the school starts!"

Chatter Jiang paused, then patted his forehead again:

"Oh no, you are in your third year, and you are going to intern soon, right? Have you found a good company? If so, you should leave early. After all, the internship experience in a regular company is more important, and we can't waste time here... "

"Snapped!"

Wei Fuyuan slapped his chopsticks on the table, stood up with a dark face, and didn't eat his meal, turned around and left, "Teng Teng Teng" went straight upstairs.

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For the next two days, although Wei Fuyuan stayed in the "Santuchuan" broadcasting company, he never met Beiquan more than three times a day.

On the one hand, Wei Fuyuan felt uneasy—why do I like you and you don't like me, I have to post it upside down; on the other hand, it is undeniable that... he is worried about Beiquan's injury.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Wei Fuyuan finally couldn't let go of his mind. He wanted to find an excuse to visit a doctor, but every time he wandered to the door of Beiquan's room, it was as if he had run into Zhu Ling or Tian Tian. raise.

The former never gave him a good look, while the latter always smiled and told him that Beiquan had fallen asleep after drinking the medicine.

There was no way, Wei Fuyuan could only pretend that nothing happened, turned back in place, and went back to his small attic to play.

After two days, Young Master Wei, who had never felt so aggrieved, felt like an over-inflated hydrogen balloon, as long as there was a little spark, it would explode on the spot.

On July 29th, at 11:55 p.m., it was finally time for the rebroadcast of "Thriller Night Talk", which had been suspended for a week.

And this time, in addition to Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan, there was Jiang Nan'an on the scene.

If there is no accident, this time should be Wei Fuyuan's last time to participate in the broadcast of "Thriller Night Talk".

Before the broadcast, Beiquan smiled at Wei Fuyuan as if nothing happened, and assigned him the task of "bringing new people", and asked Jiang Nan'an to sit in front of the main console with Wei Fuyuan, in the name of being familiar with the situation.

Wei Fuyuan stared at Beiquan's smiling face, and after a long time of anger, he couldn't burst out. He could only sit in front of the main console like a puffing pufferfish, and clicked it cracklingly to open Beiquan's side. device switch.