The Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry

"real?"

Sheng Jinyun stepped out of the elevator and looked at her with bright eyes, as if he had seen the savior.

Hearing his excited voice, Yan Zhixu hooked his lips and poured a basin of cold water without sympathy, "But...the time has not come."

That thing didn't dare to appear by her side, otherwise, she would be beaten and dissipated.

Suddenly, Yan Zhixu stopped, "President Fu, what a coincidence."

Her eyes unscrupulously looked at the man who had just returned from the room inspection.

Dressed in a white coat, according to estimates, it is a good material for dressing thin and **** with meat.

His eyes fell uncontrollably on his hands, his eyes moving with admiration.

"Cough, cough, let's talk. Auntie, I'll leave that to you. You must protect my life."

Although Sheng Jinyun really wanted to watch the live gossip, his boss also made a small scandal live.

But when I thought that I might work overtime to death later, I resolutely counseled.

Thinking that it was broad daylight and there was still my little aunt, I gathered up the courage to leave the corridor.

In the corridor, the two looked at each other.

Seemingly aware of her eyes and thoughts, Fu Shimo moved his fingers slightly, "Children, do you want to touch?"

It was such a sultry and irritating sentence, but he said it in a serious and expressionless manner, and the degree of shame was even more overwhelming.

Yan Zhixu stared at him, "If President Fu doesn't mind."

Her eyes were straight, without the slightest desire.

"do not mind."

Fu Shimo looked at her without the slightest ripple in his eyes.

He raised his right hand.

Yan Zhixu took a step forward and caressed his hand carefully.

Touching his bones little by little, he seemed to be looking at a work of art.

The distance between the two people is very close, from a distance it looks like a pair of beautiful people are intimate.

But when you get closer, you will find that they are all calm and composed, and there is no charm at all.

Fu Shimo asked hoarsely, "Are you satisfied?"

The girl's fingers are not like a lot of young ladies who don't touch the spring water. On the contrary, her fingertips have a thin layer of calluses.

"Not bad." Yan Zhixu nodded.

While touching the bones of his fingers, he tentatively transported the spiritual power in his body into his body, taking the opportunity to spy on the fate.

But his whole body is full of luck, and the thick purple aura shrouds his life chart. Not to mention predicting the future, he can't even see past events in the future.

Interesting, this is the first person she can't see the horoscope.

"Crack-"

The door of the VIP ward, which had been tightly closed, was suddenly opened.

Mr. Yan was wearing a hospital gown, and his energy was a little better.

He stood at the door, his eyes wandering between the two in disbelief.

With an angry expression on his face, he strode forward to separate the two.

Holding Yan Zhixu's wrist, he was furious, ignoring that there were still people present, and he scolded, "What's the matter with you? Although I am really satisfied with Dean Fu, you still have self-knowledge, and you are not at all. Not fit."

Mr. Yan pointed at her with trembling fingers, "It's just a flower stuck in cow dung."

As if afraid that she didn't understand, or misunderstood, the old man said again, "President Fu is flowers, you are cow dung."

It's enough to harm one's own family, but it's better not to harm others' Dean Fu.

The director has unparalleled medical skills, and he wants to continue to save a lot of people and benefit the country.

"..." The blue veins on Yan Zhixu's forehead twitched.

She glanced at the old man, "Grandpa, you think too much."

Mr. Yan was stunned for a while, and stood there stupidly, the expression on his face was a bit complicated, as if tangled and annoyed.

Why didn't you hook up with Dean Fu?

Although this granddaughter of his own is indeed not worthy of Dean Fu, but if the other party is blind and blind, what will happen to Ash? !

Seeing his expression, Yan Zhixu knew what he was thinking without thinking.

She smiled, with a threatening gleam in her eyes, "Father, please throw those thoughts out of your mind."