"Hello, Miss Jane." Secretary Cui stood up and smiled at Jian Xin.

"Secretary Cui, hello, I'm coming to my brother to have dinner together." Jian Xin walked to Secretary Cui's desk, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shang Ke next to him, and was stunned for a moment, "Jiang, Jiang Ershao?" How did you end up here? ”

Shang Ke laughed and said, "I'm currently interning here. ”

"Internship?" Jian Xin lowered her head, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes. Jiang Yumo has been stalking her for a few days ago, and recently it has been calm, thinking that he has given up, but I didn't expect him to just change his strategy. My brother knew that he didn't like him, why did he let him into the company? Exercitation? Can't they do internships at their Jiang family's company?

Jian Shenfeng walked out of the office and saw Shang Ke staring at his sister with a pair of "color" eyes, and immediately threw two warning glances at him, and then said to Jian Xin, "Xin'er, let's go." ”

"Hmm." Jian Xin looked at Shang Ke and hesitated, "That Jiang Er Shao ......"

"Ignore him, the boss is not obligated to have lunch with the 'staff'." Jian Shenfeng's meaning was obvious, since he worked in his company, he was his employee, not the young master of the Jiang family.

After speaking, Jian Shenfeng took Jian Xin and left the office under Shang Ke's "affectionate" gaze.

Secretary Cui glanced at Shang Ke sympathetically and comforted: "Mr. Jian is actually a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, don't take it to heart." ”

Is he hard-mouthed and soft-hearted? Shang Ke felt that Secretary Cui really didn't have a talent for telling jokes.

"Secretary Cui, if you don't dislike it, I'll give you this bento to eat." Shang Ke handed the lunch box he had prepared for Jian Shenfeng to Secretary Cui.

"Thanks, then you're welcome." Yesterday's bento was an eye-opener for him, and what was even more amazing was that Mr. Jane, who has always been picky, actually ate it all! It can be seen that Jiang Ershao's cooking skills are very good.

"Brother, why did you let Jiang Yumo enter our company?" Walking out of the office building, Jian Xin couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle Jiang asked my father for help, and I also wanted to get to know this person personally, so I agreed." Jian Shenfeng glanced at Jian Xin, "He wants to chase my sister, I have to know if he has the qualifications." ”

Jian Xin said sullenly: "I don't like Jiang Yumo, he doesn't learn anything, he is simple-minded, and he loves to play, I ...... I prefer a little more mature. ”

Jian Shenfeng recalled the contact with Jiang Yumo in the past two days, and felt that he was not as unbearable as his sister said. On the contrary, the guy has a cheerful personality and is open-minded, and he is willing to endure his difficulties for the sake of Jian Xin, and the work is done well without a word of complaint.

He paused and asked, "You just said you like to be a little more mature?" Does Xin'er have someone she likes? ”

Jian Xin's face turned red and said in a low voice, "It's Brother Jiang." ”

"Jiang Donglin?" It's good that he guarded against the small ones but not the big ones. However, compared to Jiang Yumo, who has a bad reputation, Jiang Donglin is indeed a good object.

"Brother, you won't object, will you?" Jian Xin looked at Jian Shenfeng timidly.

Jian Shenfeng was silent for a moment and said, "As long as you like." ”

Shang Ke didn't have the time to study the thoughts of the brother and sister, and he got off work at the end of the afternoon.

Jian Shenfeng and Secretary Cui had other things to deal with, so they stayed in the company and worked overtime together. When it was almost 7 o'clock, Jian Shenfeng felt a little hungry, and said to Secretary Cui: "Help me heat up the lunch, and then you can also go to eat, and we will discuss the rest of the items later." ”

"Bento?" Secretary Cui looked confused.

"Didn't Jiang Yumo bring me a bento?" Jian Shenfeng glanced at him.

"Uh......" Secretary Cui said in a heavy tone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jian, I ate that lunch." ”

"You ate?" Jian Shenfeng's eyes were cold, and he felt a chill down Secretary Cui's back.

He pretended to be calm and said, "You didn't dine at the company at noon, Jiang Er was afraid that the bento would be wasted, so he gave it to me." ”

Jian Shenfeng continued to stare at him.

Secretary Cui's cold sweat flowed down. knew that eating a bento would be hated by his boss, he ...... Will still eat! That bento is so delicious, okay?

After a while, Jian Shenfeng said, "Forget it, let him continue to bring it to me tomorrow." ”

Secretary Cui had to give him another blow to his heart: "Mr. Jian, tomorrow is the weekend." ”

Jian Shenfeng: "......"

Taking advantage of the weekend break, Shang Ke first went to the flower shop to order a bouquet of roses for Jian Xin, and then went to the extreme sports club to participate in rock climbing, diving, surfing, bungee jumping and other training.

This is his next plan, to challenge the excitement and play full-time. But he also has to ensure that he is not played to death, he must spare a breath to go to the hospital to donate his heart, if he accidentally dies in extreme sports, it is likely to be judged as suicide by the system.

Almost all the extreme events in the club, Shang Ke has reported them all, mainly to test for himself which sport is easier to achieve the effect of half-dead. Within 12 months, he will master all kinds of tricks and tricks.

It is rumored that Jiang Yumo is very fun-loving, so he will play for everyone to see.

"How did you get that?" Xu Qing asked while helping Shang Ke with the medicine.

Shang Ke's body was blue and purple, but his face was intact.

"Fell." Shang Ke replied with two words heartlessly.

This fall is really sharp enough, and there are bruises all over the front and back, up and down.

Xu Qing reminded: "Jiang Yumo, it didn't matter how you played before, but now at least give me a little restraint, don't forget that you have a sick brain." ”

You're sick in the head! Shang Ke leaned back lazily in his chair, his eyes were hazy, and he looked drowsy.

Xu Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and he stared at him for a long time before he looked away: "Next time, pay attention, and if you get injured again, I will tell Uncle Jiang and your eldest brother about your condition." ”

"It's a big deal, I won't come to your hospital next time."

So you'd rather go to another hospital than give up your right to get hurt?

For the first time, Xu Qing found that he didn't know Jiang Yumo at all. What the hell was he doing all this time? Why don't you rush to treat your condition when you know it? Is there anything in the world that is more important than his life?

"Yu Mo, I helped you invite a few brain experts, and they will formulate a safe surgical plan for your situation."

"Well, thanks." Shang Ke stood up and waved goodbye.

After returning home, Shang Ke didn't take a shower, threw himself into bed and fell asleep. In the days that followed, he began to live a regular life.

Go to work on time on weekdays, brush Jian Shenfeng's favorability with food, order flowers for Jian Xin rain or shine, and participate in various extreme training on holidays.

After a month, Jian Shenfeng no longer spoke coldly to him, and occasionally invited him to his home as a guest. Jian Xin still hates him, but his relationship with Jiang Donglin is getting closer and closer.

"Huh? Jian Shenfeng, why are you here? Shang Ke looked at the man outside the door with a look of surprise.

"Passing by, come and eat by the way." Jian Shenfeng had a cold expression of "I'm here to eat, you're honored".

Shang Ke secretly rolled his eyes and let him into the room.

As soon as Jian Shenfeng walked into the living room, he smelled a smell of potion. He frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Shang Ke, and saw that he was wearing a loose home clothes, his hair was hanging haphazardly, his face was ruddy, and he was lazy, and he didn't look sick or injured.

"You're here at the right time, dinner is almost ready." Shang Ke stepped on his slippers and clicked into the kitchen.

Jian Shenfeng sat at the dining table and watched Shang Ke carry the food to the table like a busy little bee.

"Let's go." Shang Ke said hello.

Jian Shenfeng picked up the chopsticks and began to enjoy them quietly.

This is the first time Jian Shenfeng has come to Shang Ke's apartment as a guest, although he has often driven him home recently, he has never been upstairs, and he doesn't know why he suddenly visited today, is it really here to eat?

Shang Ke thought casually, not noticing that his fingers were shaking.

"What's wrong with you?" Jian Shenfeng was keenly aware of his abnormality and stared at his fingers tightly.

"What?" Shang Ke looked confused.

"Your hands."

Shang Ke looked down, only to find that the hand holding the chopsticks was shaking.

"It's fine." He grabbed his wrist and smiled, "I moved a heavy object today, and my arm is a little sore." ”

Jian Shenfeng got up and walked to Shang Ke's side, took his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and immediately saw that his white arms were covered with bruises of all sizes, some new and some old.

"What's going on?" Jian Shen's sharp gaze stared straight at Shang Ke, with a faint anger in his eyes.

"I've been exercising lately." Shang Ke smiled indifferently and wanted to withdraw his arm, but was dragged tightly by Jian Shenfeng.

After a while, Jian Shenfeng let go of Shang Ke's right hand and grabbed his left hand again, only to find that there were also a lot of bruises on his left arm.

Jian Shenfeng's face tense, he grabbed Shang Ke, dragged him into the sofa, and then began to rudely pick up his clothes.

"What for?" Shang Ke kept struggling, trying his best to protect his "ice clear and jade" body from violation.

"Shut up!" Jian Shenfeng pressed him against the sofa and tore open his clothes with brute force, and a large patch of bare skin immediately came into front of his eyes.

Jian Shenfeng's eyes darkened slightly, and then he saw the scar on his chest, and his expression immediately became very terrifying.

"That's the result of your 'workout'?" Jian Shenfeng said dangerously, "Tell me, what kind of workout will make you full of injuries?" Boxing? ”

"It's not." Shang Ke glanced at him disdainfully, "How can such a rough movement suit me so elegantly?" ”

Jian Shenfeng: "...... believe it or not, I'm going to brutally kill you elegant bastard right now!"

"Get out of the way, you're crushing me to death." Shang Ke raised his foot and kicked Jian Shenfeng's waist.

Jian Shenfeng only then noticed their current posture, only to see Shang Ke lying on the sofa in disheveled clothes, his face was slightly red, and there was a faint mist in his eyes; The top hung loosely on the arms, and the pants faded below the waist due to the struggle, revealing the perfect waistline and even abs; The bruises on the skin are like the marks of love left by the □□, revealing endless temptation; One leg was pressed by Jian Shenfeng's knee, and the other leg was on his waist, and the lower body was tightly fitted together, and they could feel each other's physiological changes at any time.

Jian Shenfeng stood up suddenly, his heart beating nonstop.