Lan Weiyan took the dismissal letter and folded it in half without reading a word.

Yan Yu threw a set of clothes to him, and went back to the house to pack his luggage.

At first, he just hated Lan Weiyan's actions purely.

But seeing his silent and aggrieved appearance, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

What a meow dog.

He's the victim, okay?

This place is uninhabitable anyway - a second longer will make his painful memories stack.

Although Yan Yu only stayed in this hotel temporarily, he had a lot of bells and whistles.

It can be said that it is quite time-consuming and laborious to sort out.

A wardrobe was not tidied up, so Lan Weiyan quietly left with his suitcase.

Not even a word of goodbye.

When Yan Yu found out that he had disappeared, it was already evening.

The breath in the chest is even more palatable.

Behind him were two large silver-gray suitcases.

One suitcase was filled with clothes and the other was full of sex toys.

Since it was a suite booked with a friend, Yan Yu didn't want to check out rashly and discredit his friend's performance.

And his own home is being renovated.

About three months ago, his house was the victim of a burglar — the kind of thief who has no bottom line.

Valuables were not stolen, but the home was turned upside down.

The thief didn't seem to find what he was looking for, and finally smashed Yan Yu's beautiful industrial minimalist home in a fit of rage.

If you can't smash it, you will be burned by the thief who splashed paint.

A room full of wreckage, of course, the police did not find anything.

During that time, Yan Yu happened to be busy with work, and he had no intention of delving into a nonsensical theft case.

The theft took a toll on his mind that far outweighed his property.

The One Piece figurines that he has collected for many years, the complete works of ancient dragon martial arts and the complete works of Keigo Higashino's reasoning are all gone.

The feeling of regret at that time is still embarrassing when I think about it.

However, Yan Yu will not let himself be low for more than five minutes.

So he quickly picked himself up and moved on with his life.

The renovation of the home is nearing completion; This time, Yan Yu has invested heavily in the security and anti-theft system at home.

The old man with advanced stage of lazy cancer thought that there was probably still a strong smell of formaldehyde at home, and going back so early was tantamount to self-harm.

So, Yan Yu carried two suitcases and stayed at the JWWH Hotel, which was less than 500 meters away from the Yashige.

He also had a "set relationship" with one of the two account managers of this hotel.

(Note: The fate of a set is not the fate of a P...... Please comprehend the connotation of P)

In the whole S city, there are few people who have some right to speak in their respective fields who have not received the gift of Yan Yu.

A condom only; For the big guys, it's cheaper than a cigarette.

The check-in process was completed quickly, and I was upgraded to an executive suite with this level of connection.

But the mystery is ...... But it's wonderful.

It's Monday again.

Yan Yu was stunned at the overview of the advertising contest distributed by Yue Xiaofeng.

There's nothing wrong with the overview; But this office always feels empty, and something is missing.

Looking up at the desk across from him, he looked back at the screen in a lost way.

The muse is gone, and the inspiration for doing pornography, ahh

Click on those anonymous emails and look at them over and over again.

There are strange images in my mind.

Such as the bathroom shower room, vanity, bedroom in front of the floor-to-ceiling window......

Yan Yu poured down a sip of strong coffee.

Is it really as effective as the advertisement he made?

Or is his waist still very good after so many years?