This business was already a loss, and now it is still making Shen Xiaoyan play around.

Ye Zhen took out the wind oil essence from his pocket and wiped his forehead, for fear that Zheng Jasmine and the board of directors would know about it.

The mobile phone rang, and Ye Zhen looked anxious.

Pick up the phone, looking impatient.

"Hey, there's something to say there's a fart."

There was a rock and roll sound on the phone and a group of people screaming, and you knew where it was.

"Ye Shao, have you been good, why haven't you seen you in the past few days."

The male voice on the phone was a little hurried, whistling from time to time.

Ye Zhen frowned and moved the phone a few points away.

"I haven't solved all these troubles."

"What's more troublesome than the importance of beauties, let me tell you that there have been a lot of good quality beauties here recently, Ye Shao, if you want to be slow again, the good goods will be picked up by others, you still remember that little peach last time, ask me every day why did you disappear."

The man on the phone deliberately lowered his voice and said, and laughed again after speaking, as if he was laughing at the stupid person named Xiao Tao.

"Ye Shao, if you are upset, you have to come out to relax, otherwise how can you be in the mood to do other things?"

"I've already called you good people, and they're all waiting for you to choose."

There was a jumble of voices on the phone, men and women, as well as the voices of his buddies.

"Okay, I'll go over later."

Ye Zhen licked his chapped lips, replied and hung up the phone.

His hand fiddled with his collar, as if he was suffocated by the tie.

In the past few days, it is not only Shen Xiaoyan but also the Lei family's side, although the wedding ended normally, but he posted at least two million into that wedding, and he still made up for the Ye family's pit from his personal account.

When he thought of this, he was upset, he thought that Miss Lei was innocent and easy to hook up, but he didn't think that he was hiding and waiting to blackmail him.

After sleeping for one night, you will lose two million, even if you call a chicken, it is cheaper than this.

Ye Zhen picked up his coat and opened the door, only to see the assistant walk in.

"Mr. Ye, here is a document for you to sign."

The assistant looked up, holding a thick stack of papers in his hand.

"I don't have time, you can sign it for me, I'll go out."

Ye Zhen lowered his head and swept his eyes, bypassing the assistant, leaving only his back to the assistant.

The assistant shouted behind him, and Ye Zhen didn't even look back.

"But, but Mr. Ye can only do this..."

Before he finished speaking, the footsteps were far away, and even the shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ye Zhen didn't want to look at those, anyway, the important documents were handled by Zheng Jasmine, and he didn't have the right to read them.

Those documents just now are as trivial as the property utility bills, and it is Zheng Jasmine who really collects those people's money.

He is just an ornament, and Zheng Jasmine is the main bone of the Ye family.

Outside the company, the rain stopped but it was a little cold.

It's winter and it's raining, and it's shivering.

"Mr. Fu, are you worried about Xiao Ling?"

Liu Shiyao approached Fu Yuhan and asked when she saw him sitting in the corner without saying a word.

Ever since I came here with them, I have made it clear that I am not on this.

Fu Yuhan was silent, the smile on the corner of Liu Shiyao's mouth was a little stiff, the wine glass in his hand swayed, and the bright red liquid rippled on Fu Yuhan's cold face.

"You go to Ye Ling first, the state in which she left today is really worrying."

Liu Shiyao urged, Fu Yuhan's eyes fell on Liu Shiyao, and he got up with his coat again.

"I'll leave it to you first."

Fu Yuhan glanced at his colleagues who were still partying, and the colorful lights flickered.

"No problem, I'll get them back safely later."

Liu Shiyao made an OK gesture, and only withdrew her gaze after seeing Fu Yuhan leave.

Looking at those people singing and looking carefree, she envied.

She looks glamorous on the surface, but what is the reality?

"Sister Liu, why don't you sit and don't speak, how about you come too?"

"Sister Liu likes Zhong Wuyan the most, a little bit."

Those people, you and I said a word, pushed Liu Shiyao up and handed her the microphone.

The salesmen were not as happy as the people in the design department, they all sat next to them and ate and watched, and they didn't dare to steal the limelight with the people in the design department.

The melody sounded, and Liu Shiyao was not polite to them.

Thin lips opened lightly, looking at the words on the screen and singing.

It seems to be venting something, and it seems to be telling something.

Fu Yuhan stared at the red light in front of him, and his hand was tapping on the steering wheel as if he was in a hurry.

I looked down at the time on my watch, it was already seven o'clock.

Although the rain stopped early, it was cold, and Ye Ling would definitely be cold if he wore so little.

When the red light turned green, Fu Yuhan stepped on the accelerator and went in other directions.

Looking at his mobile phone, he made a few calls but didn't see Ye Ling answer, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

"Damn."

Fu Yuhan cursed in a low voice, a little impatient.

In the cemetery, Ye Ling was still sitting in front of the tombstone, and he didn't even know when the rain would stop.

The water droplets on his hair were dripping, his clothes were clinging to his skin, and he was cold and had goosebumps.

"You're crazy, get up."

The footsteps behind him hurried towards him, water droplets splashed on the ground, and Fu Yuhan bent down and grabbed Ye Ling's arm and dragged her up.

His eyes were full of anger.

Ye Ling was dragged up by Fu Yuhan like a puppet with a thread removed.

Those hands were as cold as when the snow melted, and even he felt the cold air pressing in when he held them.

Fu Yuhan took off his coat and draped it on Ye Ling, Ye Ling trembled, and his lips turned pale.

"I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fainted, but fortunately, Fu Yuhan hugged his hand quickly.

Fu Yuhan picked her up and walked slowly into the car and put her in the back seat.