Song Qiming first drove Lin Yushu back to the hotel, and the two drove back to their own neighborhoods.

Although Lin Yushu had a private parking space on the first floor of the community, he followed Song Qiming and parked his car on the second floor before he finished his work.

"I thought about it on the way just now. Fang Lan is not moved by the interests, it can only show that the interests are not in place." The two walked towards the elevator, and Lin Yushu said that it was work, "We can see if Shao Hexu still has anyOther projects that Fang Lan may be interested in, in exchange for land."

"Let's go up." Just in time, the elevator reached the second floor, Song Qiming came behind Lin Yushu, pushed his shoulders to get on the elevator, "Go back to the room and change your clothes."

"Then I'll take a shower first." It's good for thinking while taking a shower, "Come and find me later."

"good."

When he was surrounded by hot water, Lin Yushu didn't feel any discomfort in his body.

After all, he is a young man in his twenties, how could he catch a cold after being exposed to the rain?

He took a shower and washed his hair efficiently, and then with his wet hair on his head, he looked at the project information under Shao Hexu's hands.

In recent years, Shao Hexu's focus has been on the entertainment industry. If it has to be involved in real estate, it can only be in the theater business, because the construction of shopping malls must not be without movie theaters.

It happened that Fang Lan wanted Yiyi to set foot in the entertainment industry. Since Shao Hexu refused to operate behind the scenes, how about letting Fang Lan do it himself?

This is also a way of thinking.

His throat was a little itchy, but he didn't feel particularly uncomfortable. Lin Yushu continued to study the income of the theater business.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Lin Yushu came to the entrance and opened the door for Song Qiming. As soon as the door opened, he couldn't help but sneezed.

"Sorry." He rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his finger, "I couldn't hold back."

"Have you taken your medicine?" Song Qiming walked into the room. He had obviously taken a bath, and there was a faint fragrance of shower gel on his body.

"No need." Lin Yushu returned to the tea table and sat down cross-legged on the carpet, "I'm fine."

The coffee table was full of business materials related to Shao Hexu. Lin Yushu picked up a stack of documents and handed them to Song Qiming, saying, "What do you think of giving up this theater to Fang Lan?"

Without his elaboration, Song Qiming already understood what he meant: "You want Fang Lan to pave the way for her daughter?"

"Aren't Shao Hexu unwilling?" Lin Yushu wiped the wet hair ends with a towel around his neck, "Let Fang Lan set foot in the entertainment circle in person, so I don't have to worry about Yiyi's development."

"But if that's the case," Song Qiming flipped through the documents in his hand, "their couple will fight each other in the entertainment industry. Do you think Fang Lan has this will?"

Lin Yushu leaned back on the sofa, looked at the ceiling, then looked at Song Qiming a little discouraged and said, "Maybe not."

The entertainment industry is an area Fang Lan is not familiar with, and because of this, she has no choice but to vent her anger against Yu Xiu through divorce.

On the other hand, if Fang Lan is powerful in the entertainment industry and can "squeeze" Yu Xiu to death in minutes, how can she be so angry with Shao and Xu?

Unless Shao Hexu ceded all the entertainment industry to Fang Lan, it would be more or less the same, but Shao Hexu would definitely not agree to this.

"This matter is really difficult." Lin Yushu said with a headache, "Even if we succeed in persuading Fang Lan to keep this land in the Eternal Star Group, we still have to convince Shao Hexu to agree to use this land to buildtrack."

Song Qiming's plan cannot be revealed now.

Lin Yushu knew very well that shopping malls were like battlefields, and he secretly didn't know how many enemies were staring at him.

Sometimes, a seemingly win-win project harms the interests of a person who is out of reach, and that person may jump out and make trouble.

Among other things, if Shao Guangjie knew about Song Qiming's plan, he would never sit still.

"Let's take it one step at a time." Song Qiming flipped through the other information on the coffee table, probably thinking of other ways.

At this moment, Lin Yushu faintly felt that something was wrong. He swallowed his saliva and found some pain in his tonsils, which was indeed a sign of a cold.

But how could a young man in his twenties give in so easily?

Lin Yushu cleared his throat and wanted to swallow another mouthful of saliva to feel the condition of his tonsils, but who would have thought that as soon as he made a "cough cough" sound, Song Qiming put down the information in his hand, frowned and said to him, "Go take the medicine."

"It's okay." Lin Yushu whispered.

"Go and take the medicine." Song Qiming's tone sank, showing faint signs of anger.

Without waiting for Lin Yushu to reply, he stood up directly and asked, "Where is the cold medicine?"

Well, Lin Yushu decided not to carry it anymore. After all, the young man in his twenties is already in his third year, so he should pay attention to his body.

"In the TV cabinet on the far right." Lin Yushu said.

He has his own hands and feet, and he has nothing else to do, so it doesn't make sense to ask Song Qiming to help him carry things in his own home.

But he didn't know if he had accepted the fact that he was a patient, and he felt that calling Song Qiming was a matter of course, and Song Qiming didn't seem to have any objection to this.

After searching around the TV cabinet for a long time, Song Qiming looked back at Lin Yushu, frowned and said, "The medicine has expired, will you take care of yourself?"

"Oh." Lin Yushu wiped his hair with a towel indifferently, "I'm calling for an errand."

"No need." Song Qiming said and walked towards the door, "I have it at home."

Song Qiming went home and brought a box of cold medicine. Lin Yushu took the medicine obediently, but this Uncle Song was not finished yet.

"Go and blow dry your hair." Song Qiming snapped away the materials that Lin Yushu had just picked up.

"I'll do it right away." Lin Yushu stretched out his hand to reach it, but he didn't reach it. He said with some displeasure, "Don't delay my work. If you delay me, you will delay yourself."

"Go blow dry your hair." Song Qiming repeated, and began to sort out the materials on the coffee table, "I won't be working today."

Lin Yushu couldn't hold back Song Qiming, so he could only come to the bathroom to dry his hair.

He habitually took out his mobile phone to check his emails, only to find that there was a new email that needed to be replied as soon as possible, so the hair dryer turned on for ten seconds before it went silent.

"Didn't I ask you to blow your hair?" Song Qiming quickly appeared at the door of the bathroom, his tone already very unhappy, "What are you doing?"

"Right now, there's a work email."

Lin Yushu replied to the email without raising his head, but in the next second, his phone was suddenly taken away, and his whole body rose into the air without warning.

"Song Qiming?!" Lin Yushu was startled, and subconsciously wrapped his arms around Song Qiming's neck, "What are you doing?"

Song Qiming hugged Lin Yushu horizontally, walked through the living room with his long legs, walked through the porch, until he entered his home, he said, "Stay away from work."

The mobile phone and work materials are left at Lin Yushu's house, which is really far away from work.

Wo Wo, who was lying on the sofa, looked at the two of them inexplicably. Seeing that Song Qiming didn't mean to scold him, he fell asleep on the sofa with peace of mind.

"Where are you taking me?" Seeing the bedroom getting closer, Lin Yushu suddenly became nervous, "You let me down."

Song Qiming really carried Lin Yushu into the bedroom: "You sleep here tonight, have a good rest, and don't work anymore."

After putting Lin Yushu on the bed, he said again: "I'll get the hair dryer, don't run around."

Although he has been to Song Qiming's house many times, this is the first time Lin Yushu has been on Song Qiming's bed.

It was obviously just a small cold, but Lin Yushu somehow felt that his body was burning badly.

After a while, Song Qiming returned to the bedroom with a hair dryer, and stood by the bed to blow-dry Lin Yushu's hair.

The sound of "buzzing buzzing" made Lin Yushu's brain a little dizzy. He thought to himself, is it really because of taking cold medicine?One gets dizzy so quickly.

Big hands ran through the hair left and right, Lin Yushu's neck seemed to be boring, and Song Qiming rubbed it to the left and right.

After a long while, Song Qiming turned off the hair dryer. Lin Yushu, who was sitting on the bed, was still a little dizzy, with his head hanging down, but at this moment he heard a soft laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" He lifted his chin, looked up at Song Qiming and asked.

"It's rare to see you like this now." Song Qiming said.

"What kind?" Lin Yushu asked.

"That's it," Song Qiming paused, "very good."

His face became more burned, and his head became more dizzy.Lin Yushu fell headlong on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm asleep."

"Okay, good night." Song Qiming said as he put away the power cord of the hair dryer and walked outside the house, but at this moment Lin Yushu stopped him suddenly.

"By the way," Lin Yushu poked out a pair of eyes from under the quilt, looked at Song Qiming and said, "My password is 1014, you can go to sleep with me."

The layout of the two households is a two-bedroom apartment on a large flat floor. Song Qiming's house is the same as Lin Yushu's house. The other bedroom is used as a study, so there is only this one bed in the house.

Lin Yushu wouldn't be so heartless and let Song Qiming sleep on the sofa, so he took the initiative to tell him the password so that Song Qiming could have a place to sleep.

"My home password is also my birthday." Song Qiming said, "Sleep well and don't worry about me."

Is it Song Qiming's birthday?

That's 0401.

The bedroom door closed, and the room fell silent for an instant.

Vision and hearing have nowhere to play, and the sense of smell becomes extremely sensitive.Song Qiming smelled all around, which was both pleasant and reassuring.

Song Qiming outside seemed to be chatting with Wo Wo, Lin Yushu couldn't hear clearly, but felt his eyelids getting heavy, and just fell asleep like that.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yushu turned over in a daze, and hit a solid object on his forehead inexplicably, like a wall of flesh.

Without thinking too much, he squeezed towards the "wall", and the pleasant smell became stronger and stronger, it belonged to Song Qiming.

"Song Qiming..." Lin Yushu murmured unconsciously.

"Huh?" A deep voice sounded in his ear, and for some reason there was an additional restraint on his waist.

I'm dreaming...

Lin Yushu didn't think much, and fell asleep again.

Song: I abducted your mother home, am I not strong?

Wo: woof woof