The Sickly CEO Asks For Hugs Everyday After Obtaining The Ability To Read Minds

When Shen Yu went to film, Sick Jiaoba always left.

He breathed a sigh of relief and went to the studio. Feng Jinghe seemed to have become a little follower, and gallantly followed behind him, "Master Shen, I heard that you accepted the family heirloom?"

"The news spread so fast!" Shen Yu sneered, lying on the rocking chair and fanning with the script, suddenly remembered something, raised her head and asked, "Ah, is there any way to return it?"

Feng Jinghe shook his head like a rattle, "That's not true."

Suddenly he changed his words, "Master Shen, don't move, there is a white hair."

Shen Yu, "Where is it?! Help me pull it off quickly!"

"I've been annoyed by your brother recently, and my hair has turned white!"

Feng Jinghe shoved one down with one force, and put it in his pocket without a trace.

And Shen Yu, who was sitting in the rocking chair, was still troubled by not being able to control herself last night, and she was completely not vigilant.

"Master Shen, I have a play today..." Feng Jinghe said as he stood up, "I haven't been home for a long time, and the old man has scolded me. I'll go back and have a look later."

Shen Yu was full of worries and didn't look up, "Just go, what do you tell me? I'm not a director."

"Oh, I'll report it..." Feng Jinghe shifted his steps, "Master Shen, I'm leaving!"

"Go away." Shen Yu waved his hand.

Feng Jinghe ran out of the studio and got into a limited edition sports car. The driver was a handsome young man with a rebellious face.

"I'll give you the hair!" Feng Jinghe stretched out his hand, "Take it, I bought it with my life!"

The young man gave him a sarcastic look, "As for what?"

"You haven't been beaten?!" Feng Jinghe replied unceremoniously.

Shen Feiyu cleared his throat embarrassedly, "I, I let him."

"Who made it possible for him to be my uncle!"

Feng Jinghe suddenly became serious, "Seriously, how did your old man lock his target?"

"How many years has your uncle been missing!"

Shen Feiyu said mysteriously, "No comment!"

Feng Jinghe hurried to grab the precious hair, "Give it back to me!"

"Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!"

"Don't rob, don't rob..." Shen Feiyu laughed and shouted, "I'll kiss you if I rob you again!"

Feng Jinghe suddenly froze and raised his head in disbelief, "Shen Feiyu, are you so sick?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Feiyu quickly stamped his mouth, "I'm sick, what's the matter with you!"

Feng Jinghe raised his hand and hit, and wiped his lips vigorously, "Damn, you pervert!"

The figures of the two were entangled in the car, and they drove away from the studio after a while.

After filming in the evening, Shen Yu put on sports clothes and went outside for a night run. After returning to the hotel about an hour later, as soon as he entered the lobby, he felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle.

He glanced to the side, saw a familiar and terrifying figure, and ran away without any hesitation.

The man on the sofa just said lightly, "Stop him."

Bodyguards in suits and leather shoes blocked the door.

Shen Yu turned back with an awkward smile, "Brother Rui, why are you here, I didn't see you."

- The dog man is haunted, is he trying to kill me? !

—If you dare again tonight...I will fight with you!

So, lying on the bed and hearing the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Shen Yu looked like a rag doll from being ravaged, stared straight at the ceiling, and sighed after a long time,

-Why did I let him in again? !

- When is this day going to end? !