Chapter Sixty One

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date="2021-01-05"

title="Chapter Sixty One "

weight="117788"

series = ["The Idol And The Disabled President Made An Official Announcement"]

mode = "manual"

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When Wenrun arrived at Songhai Palace, it was past zero. He opened the door familiarly and went in, but accidentally found a dim light coming from the study, put down the suitcase, Wenrun looked over gently, and it turned out that Ye Hansheng was still working overtime in the study.

He was a little angry, angry that this person always said goodnight to him early every time, but turned his head and put down the phone and continued to work overtime. It is simply a violation of yang and yin.

Wenrun stepped lightly, ready to go in and grab an action.

Sneaking behind Ye Hansheng, Wenrun was about to startle him, only to find that Ye Hansheng fell asleep with his arm supported. The outstretched hand froze for a while, Wenrun's heart twitched and turned in front of him to see Ye Hansheng's fingers holding his temples, his eyes closed, and a faint blackness under his eyes. The computer in front of him was still on, and there were various data reports on the documents. The igniting sprout that Wenrun had just popped up turned into distress.

Reaching out and gently touching the man's sharp eyebrows, Wenrun was about to wake him up and let him go to sleep, but he was caught in his arms by a pair of powerful arms.

"It's not that you don't have to worry about me, why are you back?" Ye Hansheng had just woke up, his voice was still a little dumb, low and low as if with a small hook, and every word was hooked on Wenrun's heart.

Wenrun backed away a little while propped his chest, pinched his mouth with fingers and asked the teacher, "If you don't come back, I don't know if you work overtime until late every day."

The cold and handsome President Ye was forced to puck up the duckling's beak, and when he heard his annoyed questioning, his eyes were stained with a smile. He headed forward, touched Wenrun's forehead with the pouted duck beak, and said vaguely: "Just...today..."

It was bad luck that Wenrun caught him on the spot.

Wenrun didn’t believe what he said, but he was reluctant to continue to criticize the man’s gaze. After all, Ye Hansheng must be busy taking care of so many things. He can’t help, but he will be annoyed that he doesn’t pay attention to himself. body.

Releasing his hand and touching the blackness under him, Wenrun muffled: "I always hurt myself like this, and I will suffer when I get older. I will not care about you then."

His expression looked like anger and resentment, but his words vaguely described a beautiful future with both of them. Ye Hansheng's heart was hot, and he pinched his waist with both hands and picked him up, let him sit on his body and kiss him tenderly and cherished.

After a long time, he gasped and said, "That won't work, no matter how old you are, you have to control me."

Wenrun puffed his face and poked his fingers on his chiseled cheeks. Snorted softly. always felt that this person was cold and serious before, but now feel more and more like a disobedient older child who has to worry about it all the time.

Ye Hansheng knew his mistake and corrected it. He held his hand and kissed him, guaranteeing: "This is the last time, eh?"

Wenrun was happy now, his eyebrows stretched, and he got down from his legs, pushing him to the bedroom, "Then go to rest now."

Where did Ye Hansheng dare to say "no", and with a soft "um", he pushed himself back to the second bedroom.

There are just more people at home, which seems to have added a lot of excitement out of thin air. It was obviously a quiet night, but Ye Hansheng was lying on the bed, watching him give himself some essential oils after he was busy, only felt that the holes in the past were filled up again because of his absence.

Wenrun adjusted the lights, and habitually wanted to massage him. Ye Hansheng took his hand, his eyes were a bit deep, "I won't get a massage tonight, sleep with me?"

"!!!" Wenrun opened his eyes wide, his cheeks red immediately visible to the naked eye. There was nervousness all over his face.

Ye Hansheng chuckled lightly, rubbing his fingers on the back of his hand, "I just want to hug you if I don't do anything, okay?" His tone was originally low, but at such an ambiguous moment, he deliberately lowered it a little, hoarse. Wenrun's heart went faster than ever.

"I, I... I'll go take a shower first!" Wenrun said nothing, and broke away from his hand and fled.

Ye Hansheng smiled happily behind him.

…

After taking a long shower and changing into pajamas, Wenrun walked to Ye Hansheng's bedroom door a little nervously. He looked inward like a little rabbit about to emerge from the hole. It's a pity that the little rabbit's movement was too loud. Ye Hansheng spotted him right away and frightened: "If you don't come in again, I will catch you myself."

"..." Wenrun quickly retracted his head, hiding by the door. After doing psychological construction for myself for a while, I walked in reluctantly.

Ye Hansheng moved a little bit inside, freeing him half of the bed.

Seeing that he was still hesitating by the bed, he patted the bed and said in a low voice, "Come on."

Wenrun's ears were hot, and she twisted her fingers uncomfortably before she carefully climbed onto the bed and lay down beside him.

As soon as he lay down, a pair of arms stretched out on his side and took him to his side. Ye Hansheng's hoarse voice rang in his ears, "What do you do when you sleep so far? Don't you want to give me a hug?"

"..."

Wenrun couldn't answer this kind of question at all. He could only close his eyes tighter and pretend to sleep like an ostrich.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Hansheng smiled more and more. He took the person into his arms and hugged him. After adjusting his posture, he dropped a kiss on his trembling eyelashes, "Holding you to sleep is more useful than massaging."

He didn't expect Wenrun to answer himself, he raised his hand to turn off the light, and said softly, "Good night."

The next day, Wenrun was awakened by the heat. He struggled uncomfortably, but he couldn't get rid of the cage that imprisoned him. Instead, he accidentally ran into something hard and hot and woke up suddenly.

He opened his eyes wide, staring into the man's strong chest. It took a long time for Wenrun to react. He slept with Ye Hansheng last night. don't know what's going on, falling asleep and falling asleep, it turned into a posture that he was hugged by Ye Hansheng, half lying on his body.

No wonder he felt that the "bed" under him was hot and awkward.

Ye Hansheng didn't seem to be awake yet, Wenrun rubbed his eyes, carefully trying to remove his arm, but couldn't break it. Before he could react, he heard a string of deep laughter, and the man made a hoarse "Good morning".

Wenrun stopped breaking, and patted his arm, "Let go, get up."

Ye Hansheng had a good night's sleep and was in a very good mood, slowly letting go of him, and sitting up with his arms propped up. At this time, the quilt covering his body also slid down, revealing a particularly obvious abnormality.

Wenrun only swiped it, and suddenly understood what he encountered while sleeping.

It's already midsummer, and it's hot. Although Ye Hansheng always wears trousers because of his leg injury, the light and slippery material of summer pajamas makes the strangeness more obvious.

The man felt like a taste, his slender and powerful fingers slowly buttoned the button of his shirt.

Wenrun removed his eyes as if being scalded, and couldn't help but condemn him, "You, you cover it!"

"Huh?" Ye Hansheng looked at him puzzledly, "cover what?"

Wenrun: "..."

He stared at Ye Hansheng angrily, wondering why this person is like this! Not ashamed at all!

Following his gaze, Ye Hansheng seemed to understand. He glanced at Wenrun and said meaningfully: "You have a normal reaction from a man. What's so embarrassing about it?"

"..." Wenrun couldn't tell him at all. His face was thin, and he was too embarrassed to argue with him about this kind of issue. He got out of bed as if he burned his butt, and ran away without even putting on his slippers.

Ye Hansheng chuckled softly and said, "Come back and put on your slippers, don't run barefoot."

Wenrun came back hurriedly and put on his slippers again, and ran away quickly without making his eyes fall on him.

It took a long time for Ye Hansheng to get out of the bedroom.

Wenrun had washed and changed clothes. When she saw him, she still felt that her face was hot and her eyes were dodgy. She always felt that he must have done something after staying in the bedroom for so long. Although this is indeed quite normal, when he thought of what he had just seen, he was embarrassed to get out.

Ye Hansheng glanced at him with a smile, did not tease him any more, and asked: "Is breakfast at home or at the company?"

Wenrun didn't realize that there was something wrong with his question, and subconsciously said: "Let's eat at home, I will order two bowls of noodles."

"Okay, let's go to the company after we finish eating." Ye Hansheng nodded.

Wenrun realized what was wrong, "I will go to the company with you?"

The man who was washing his hands nodded as expected, "Aren't you coming back with me?"

Wenrun nodded.

Just listen to him cheerfully: "Then you accompany me to work."

Although vaguely felt that something was wrong, Wenrun didn't understand it for a while, so he nodded casually and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The two had breakfast, and when Yu Biao came up to pick up someone, he saw Wenrun stunned for a while, and then respectfully asked early. With Wenrun accompanied, Yu Biao became the superfluous one. He was also clever, saying "I'll go to the garage to pick up the car" and rushed down before Wenrun and the others went out.

When Wenrun pushed Ye Hansheng downstairs, Yu Biao was already waiting downstairs in his car.

The two went to the company together. Fortunately, Ye Hansheng was also hesitant about Zheng Xuan's warning, and asked Yu Biao to push himself up the ladder. And Wenrun walked from the ordinary elevator.

Wenrun did not immediately go to the president's office, but went to find Zheng Xuan first. This time he came back by secretly asking for leave. Although he strictly ordered the two assistants not to file a complaint, Zheng Xuan will definitely know that they have come to the company. It's better to come to the door first to plead guilty so that Zheng Xuan will not get angry after knowing.

Zheng Xuan did not say anything unexpectedly, but said: "Forget it, since you are here, you can spend time with him, he may not be in a good mood these days."

"What happened again?" Wenrun was puzzled, he had been paying attention since he knew about the Ye Family, and there was no new progress. And there was nothing unusual last night.

"Zhou Xu found it." Zheng Xuan whispered: "But people have committed suicide."

Only a corpse was found.

In fact, most of the matters related to the Ye family are handled by Ye Hansheng's uncle. He has met several organizations abroad and has a bit of energy at home, and his staff and information are very well-informed. After Zhou Xu disappeared, not only the police, but Gu Sinian's people were also looking for Zhou Xu's traces everywhere. But Zhou Xu's possession is so good that he has never been found out.

After checking these times, finally got a clue, but when looked for it, Zhou Xu had committed suicide.

He was hanged in the hiding house.

Gu Sinian's people didn't touch the body and only shared the news to the police. The results of the police autopsy ruled out the possibility of homicide. Qualitatively committing suicide in fear of sin.

The clue is so broken.

After the driver Wu Dagui withdrew the confession, everything went smoothly. As long as Zhou Xu can be caught and Zhou Xu can confess to the mastermind, justice can be given to the dead. But at this time, Zhou Xu committed suicide.

No one expected this.

Zhou Xu has been in Ye's house for so many years, and he has always been Ye Maokai's confidant. For such a person, nothing can threaten him to commit suicide. He is such a shrewd and sophisticated person, and he should know that confession of the mastermind to fight for the reduction of sentence is best for him.

However, he chose to commit suicide after absconding in fear of crime.

There must be something they don't know, but they couldn't find out for a while. Seeing that the clues to the case were so broken. Ye Hansheng hasn't looked so good these days. Even carrying the Star Territory up and down to do things carefully, did not dare to breathe.

Wenrun frowned. "The news hasn't spread yet, right?"

Zheng Xuan nodded, "The police temporarily blocked it."

If the news gets out, it will affect their plans to some extent. Originally under his secret manipulation of public opinion on the Internet, Qiu Jihe was almost a definitive murderer. As long as Zhou Xu was caught, everything would come to light. By the way, Ye Maokai and Ye's can step on the soles of their feet.

But now Zhou Xu is dead. They can only try to find evidence from other directions. If Qiu Jihe or Ye Maokai catches the opportunity in the middle of the gap, there may be a reversal of the thief shouting and catching the thief.

Wenrun thought to himself, no wonder Ye Hansheng looked so tired last night. It turned out that something like this happened.

After bidding farewell to Zheng Xuan, Wenrun went to Ye Hansheng's office.

The sisters of the president's office were very attentive when they saw him coming. Now Wenrun is becoming popular, and some of the girls have been sucked by him. It is hard to see that he comes up again to send tea and snacks. want to take a look at idols.

Ye Hansheng's face was dark, and his fingers knocked on the table, "Go out and close the door."

The smile on the face of the girl who gave the snacks closed, and she walked out. Before leaving, he gave Wenrun a worried look, thinking that Mr. Ye was in a bad mood today, but don't scare my little baby.

As soon as the assistant went out, Wenrun got up and locked the door, then took a piece of fruit candy, tore the package to his mouth, "Have some candy, I feel good."

Ye Hansheng put his fingers in, and sucked heavily before saying: "Did you go to Zheng Xuan? What did he tell you again?"

Wenrun propped his elbows on the table and stared at him with dark eyes, "He said you are in a bad mood, let me accompany you more."

Ye Hansheng's gloomy expression eased a little, "I finally said a few human words."

Wenrun smiled, stretched out his hand to press on the frown of his eyebrows, and said, "As long as you do bad things, you won't be seamless. Zhou Xu has broken this clue and there will always be other clues. It's just that I haven't found it yet. Those people, it’s not worth your anger for them. They won’t be proud of them for a few days."

"I understand the truth." Ye Hansheng turned his wheelchair to his side and hugged people. "But when you are not there, I look at those people and I don't have a good mood."

"I will stay with you from now on." Wenrun blurted out.

Ye Hansheng let go of him with a cheerful expression, "Okay, then you will stay with me today and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Although Wenrun was here to accompany him, he felt like he had stepped into some trap after hearing this. But looking at the man's smiling eyes, he felt that if it was Ye Hansheng's trap, he would willingly go for it.

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Said to be with Ye Hansheng, Wenrun didn't go anywhere seriously. The two were locked in the office. Ye Hansheng was dealing with official duties. He was holding a tablet with headphones, eating snacks and playing games. Feeding a busy man a candy from time to time is not a shame.

Instead, the assistants of the president's office outside have speculated. Talking about Mr. Ye's sudden call to Nui Wen to enter, what major event he was going to talk about.

A few assistants didn't want to work, and frequently glanced in the direction of the office. Finally, someone couldn't help but send a message in the small group.

[You said... the milk temperature will be fine, right? I went in just now, Mr. Ye looks so fierce TAT]

[Will it scare my milk-warm baby QAQ]

[And it hasn't been out for so long... What can we discuss for so long? Mr. Ye's complexion hasn't been good these days, would he take the milk in it and let his anger be warm? ]

The assistants speculated wildly in the small group, but after guessing, they didn't know what the two people were talking about. As the woman closest to the president, the president's office has always been the most informed. But now they can't guess at all.

The chat in the group slowed down quickly, and after a while, someone suddenly posted:

[Actually...for such a long time... it may also be the office play. ]

other people:? ? ? ?

The author has something to say: Mr. Ye: It's my baby:)