I can't get divorced from Alpha's ex-boyfriend

Chapter 27

Bo Xingze seemed to be obedient to him, but he was steadfast in the matter of principle and would not back down at all. Zhu Chuan didn't bother to argue with him, so he just took the medicine.

He didn't want to suffer himself either.

The potion didn't take effect so quickly, and his head was still aching with drowsiness. Zhu Chuan propped his legs up to let him apply the medicine, and turned his head to look out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

He has always treated love and other things in a vague way, and will not go too deep into it.

The truth is often not beautiful.

If you don't pierce the window paper, everyone can taste the best part of a relationship in peace, why not.

"Does it hurt?" Bo Xingze didn't dare to be too reckless, and the tool walked with difficulty.

"It doesn't hurt, just do whatever you want." Zhu Chuan turned his head and smiled at him, with an ungraspable mistiness, and his sickness made him appear even more out of reach.

"I will be lighter in the future, if you feel pain, you can tell me, don't hold back and cooperate with me." Bo Xingze said.

Zhu Chuan smiled "puchi", "Should you stop if it hurts?"

"..." Bo Xingze remained silent.

Zhu Chuan laughed at him angrily. I always knew I was wrong about this person. Next time I will be more aggressive. It may be okay to let him be gentle, but it is absolutely impossible to make him stop.

Bo Xingze was firm in principle, so he changed the subject and asked him: "Yang Ji is gone? Does it matter?"

"You know it too?"

"Slightly heard."

Bo Xingze lowered his eyes, of course he knew him, and he was really jealous for a while.

During that time, Yan Xian was obsessed with a costume drama, and Yang Ji was the male lead, who talked about wanting to marry in front of him all day long, but later he lost his fan, it is said that it was because he seemed to be taken care of by the boss.

The owner's name is Zhu Chuan.

It was only later that he found out that it was a catch-and-shoot in the entertainment industry, so he was relieved. Zhu Chuan has such a good eye, how could he fall in love with that kind of person, the marketing account will only spread rumors!

Zhu Chuan felt itchy, asked him to stop, changed his posture and said, "Keep doing it," and then said to Yang Ji, "He is quite talented, he was born to eat this bowl of rice, and his future achievements will probably not be good. Lower than Lu Weiting."

Bo Xingze's eyes were light, "The most indispensable thing in this world is a genius."

Zhu Chuan agrees. Looking at the entire entertainment industry, there are many people who are beautiful, good in acting, talented and hardworking. They are extremely lucky to be able to stand in front of the camera.

"Let's not talk about him, let's talk about you. Why did you go to Hongye at that time? According to your ability, you may not be able to create a territory of your own in eight years. Why do you give people a job?"

Bo Xingze paused, "I'm not that good."

Zhu Chuan tilted his head to look at him, feeling that his expression was a little stiff, he moved the corners of his mouth unnaturally and then closed it again, his thin lips were slightly pursed into a line, unwilling to speak.

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it." Zhu Chuan has never liked to inquire about other people's private affairs, leaving a little bit of leeway in everything.

Even if he wanted to know how Bo Xingze had been in the past eight years, he would not go forcibly get to the bottom of it, close his eyes and stop talking.

After applying the medicine, Bo Xingze wiped the tools with a disinfectant wet tissue, and then turned his back to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have killed people, and his name is Guan Lu."

"That year... I just arrived in country A. Guan Lu was a senior in the first year of high school. By chance, we developed a project together. Liao Yicheng and I were in charge of the technical engine. Guan Lu was responsible for attracting investment and promoting the project. It went well, but…”

As Bo Xingze said, his breath was like a dam that had been solidified, and he couldn't get over that hurdle no matter what.

"After Guan Lu died, I sold the project and went to Hongye." Bo Xingze skipped a large part and jumped directly to the end, thinking that Zhu Chuan would ask, but when he turned around, he found that he didn't know When did you fall asleep.

Maybe before he said it, maybe halfway through it, he wasn't sure, these were the deepest secrets hidden in his heart, even if it would become a knife to kill him in the future, he told Zhu Chuan.

He only hoped that he would do his best to have no secrets or barriers from Zhu Chuan.

The room was very quiet, only the heavy snorting of the patient on the bed blocked by fever, and only then could he be a little more vulnerable to be controlled.

Bo Xingze stretched out his hand and pressed on his neck, wanting to force it but he couldn't bear to wake him up, "I really want to strangle you to death like this, so that you can never leave again."

The sheets were white, and the fine goose down pillow was so soft that he almost buried half of his face in it. Taking advantage of the fragility of his blushing cheeks, Bo Xingze finally withdrew his hand, and slowly leaned down and kissed him.

Zhu Chuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up, but Bo Xingze suddenly stepped back to see that he was only frowning nervously, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He got up to take the porridge bowl out, and accidentally bumped into the medicine bottle and rolled to the ground. He picked it up and looked at it. There was no label on it, and the lavender crystal medicine bottle contained colorful pills.

Bo Xingze curled his lips into a helpless chuckle, even a medicine bottle was more wasteful than others.

He put down the bottle and was about to send out the dishes and ask the doctor some precautions and taboos. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and took the medicine bottle out together.

The doctor hadn't gone to bed yet, so he yawned and watched TV downstairs in fear of an emergency in the middle of the night. The sound was not loud enough to hypnotize him.

"doctor."

Bo Xingze's cold voice made him jump up from the sofa in fright, "What, what's the matter!"

"...?" Bo Xingze handed out the medicine bottle, "Please help me find out if the medicine inside is vitamins?"

The doctor stretched out his hands tremblingly, took them back as if receiving an imperial order, opened the medicine bottle with great respect, sniffed it and sneezed suddenly, "Fuck, it's so choking!"

After saying "uh", "I'm sorry, speak quickly."

Bo Xingze didn't have that much patience, so he asked him directly: "Say the key points."

"Generally speaking, vitamin C is sweet and sour. Vitamin B is indeed smoky and a bit bitter, but it's not that heavy." The doctor took a sniff and took it a little farther away, rubbing his nose and said, "I haven't had it yet. That ability can tell what kind of medicine it is just by looking and smelling it, but it is definitely not a vitamin."

Bo Xingze pondered for a moment. According to his understanding of Zhu Chuan, this person doesn't pay much attention to his body, and it is impossible to carry things like vitamins with him to regulate his body.

The doctor said, "Why don't you give me a few tablets and tell you when I get it tested?"

"it is good."

The doctor also took one, carefully wrapped it up and put it away, and then returned the medicine bottle to Bo Xingze.

Zhu Chuan was sick for many days, but he was used to it so he was fine the next day.

Bo Xingze's susceptibility period is over, and there are a lot of things in the company waiting for him to deal with. When Zhu Chuan woke up in the morning, he read the news as usual, and then watched the hot searched actors who didn't have him.

"Happy without your own actors?" Although Bo Xingze doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, he probably knows that in the era of big data, traffic is equal to money, and actors without traffic equal social death.

Zhu Chuan sneered, "My artists don't need to speculate on the news to consume themselves."

Bo Xingze frowned indiscriminately, but it was not disgust but envy. Zhu Chuan stretched out his right hand to rest on his hand holding the steering wheel, "Are you jealous with the children at home? You'll be sour."

home, children.

These two irrelevant words softened Bo Xingze's heart for no reason, and he took his hand behind his back and clasped it, "I don't get jealous with the children at home. What kind of jealousy do children have? I don't."

He denied it so pretentiously, but it seemed that there was no silver 300 taels here. Zhu Chuan squinted and smiled, and hooked his fingers at him while waiting for the red light. Bo Xingze hesitated and approached.

Zhu Chuan reached out, hooked his glasses and pulled them down, kissed his eyelids and pushed them back.

"Reward you."

Bo Xingze's eyes almost lit up, and he almost bit his tongue, "You, are you always so appreciative?"

"Oh, it's so sour." Zhu Chuan leaned on the passenger door and looked at him, smiling with the corners of his eyes hooked like peach petals, "Yeah, they are all so appreciative. But it's been a long time since Mr. Bo performed the best. No one can get my reward, are you happy?"

Bo Xingze was still not happy, wanting to listen to him for monopoly, only he has such honor, no one else has it.

He didn't want to make Zhu Chuan feel that he was not generous enough by being "pretentious".

"Yeah." Two insincere words squeezed out between teeth, "Happy."

Zhu Chuan looked at him and smiled, seeing that even his slightly frowned brows had a sour smell, humming an out-of-key song in a good mood, "It's better for him to fall into the world of mortals and be a person who feels pain..."

His Cantonese is not standard, it is very loose, and it is not in tune, so it is difficult to judge what he sang.

"What song did you sing?"

Zhu Chuan reached out and tapped on the screen, "People are not grass and trees." The singing voice flowed slowly from the car stereo, and the female voice was soft as if telling a story.

He hummed along, "Why do people bother to fall asleep with sobriety, and use flesh and blood to satisfy perception..."

Bo Xingze looked down at the lyrics, and saw at a glance, "Sooner or later, I will become a passerby, but I am too turbulent, and I am still excited."

He has been stranger to Zhu Chuan for eight years, but every time he thinks of him, he is overly violent, and every time he contacts him, he is very excited.

The out-of-key singing voice and the female voice harmonized with each other. As soon as they sang, and as soon as they harmonized, Bo Xingze reached out to shake the hand of the person beside him, but the phone rang at the moment he caught it, and he caught nothing.

Zhu Yousi was on the other end of the phone, "I'm at the airport, I couldn't get through to you last night, where did you go?"

Zhu Chuan glanced sideways, "You are with Bo Xingze, the signal was not very good in the villa last night, you go to my place first, or wait at the airport for a while and I will pick you up?"

Zhu Yousi was silent for a while, "Go ahead and play, I'll just go there by myself."

"Success, take a rest after traveling and traveling, and I will pick you up for dinner at night."

Zhu Chuan hung up the phone only to find that the person beside him was staring at him all the time. He laughed "puchi", "What's the matter, the ugly daughter-in-law is going to see her mother-in-law, are you nervous?"

It was meant to be a joke, but Bo Xingze nodded seriously, "Well, I didn't have a good impression on Auntie, and back then..." I moved my fingertips but didn't shake his hand a second time.

"I don't want to be separated from you for another eight years, it's too long."

The author has something to say: The lyrics are all quoted from "People Are Not Vegetation" Mr. Wu Yufei Bo: Very good, you are all honest and good boys, and today's double update will definitely be delivered on time.

感谢在2020-10-0818:11:22~2020-10-0915:44:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Burning Goose did not meow 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 2 Bo Xingze; 540737275 tracer, 1, Yanchuan, Xiaofang Xiaofang, Li Jueying Chengzi, flechazo, Haiyang, Xiao Ying, and Tu Tu;

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