Chapter 74 No Advice Offered

"I won't close it! If... if there's nothing else, I'm leaving!"

"You dare!"

Chen Jingyang took a step forward, grabbed his chin, and his dark eyes flashed with a starlight: "Tell me, why have you lost so much weight? Didn't I give you money for food?"

Zhang Pengfei shook off his hand, frowned, glared at him, his nostrils flaring slightly. After a few seconds, with a mix of resentment and heartache he himself didn't realize, he said, "You've lost weight too!"

Chen Jingyang suddenly felt a lump in his throat!

His nose felt a little sore, and his eyes were a little dry. Not wanting Zhang Pengfei to see, he turned around, walked over, and closed the door.

No one has ever told him that he has lost weight.

When he was studying abroad, the phrase he heard most often was, "When classmates' parents come to visit."

He had envied that child back then, seeing his parents rubbing his cheeks and holding him in their arms, then buying him all sorts of food.

Chen Qishan never said that. At most, he would ask if there was enough money, and of course, there was.

Therefore, he buys whatever he wants to eat himself.

He didn't have an older sister either. The two were five years apart in age. When he went abroad, his sister was still in junior high school. They would call each other occasionally, and they only saw each other once a year during the Spring Festival. She had no idea whether he had lost weight or not; she only knew that he had grown taller.

The others are even less relevant; being fat or thin is none of their business. It's better if they die out there and never come back!

When Chen Jingyang returned after closing the door, he cornered Zhang Pengfei against the wall, pinning him firmly against the wall with his left hand, while his right hand, like a groundhog, slipped under the hem of Zhang's shirt and slowly moved upwards: "Damn it, you've gotten so skinny you're practically a skeleton!"

"Uh... Chen Jingyang!" His hand was a little cold, and Zhang Pengfei got goosebumps from his touch. He wanted to resist, but couldn't move, so he could only glare at him and say, "This isn't 7005, let me go!"

Chen Jingyang looked down at him, neither letting go nor continuing.

Zhang Pengfei's eyes were dark and his skin was not as supple as before. His fingers gently stroked under Zhang Pengfei's eyes and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Zhang Pengfei turned his head away, dodged his hand, and suddenly closed his eyes, forcefully suppressing the tears that were about to spill out!

He didn't just sleep well last night.

He can't sleep well at all!

The smart ring around his neck was like a dormant snake coiled around him, constantly watching him, sensing his flowing blood, and touching his throbbing pulse.

He didn't know when it would wake up, or if it would unexpectedly bite him, just like before!

No one can snore loudly when a venomous snake is wrapped around their neck!

He never told Chen Jingyang that he had developed a very serious psychological trauma from that smart ring.

For the first two weeks, he couldn't sleep almost every night, to the point that he was in a daze. In order to get a few hours of sleep, he even took sleeping pills!

Later, he began to memorize legal principles and provisions every night.

I remember when I was a freshman in college, I would easily get tired of memorizing these boring texts and fall asleep while memorizing. I had to resort to extreme measures like hanging my head from the rafters and pricking my thigh with an awl to memorize for one or two hours.

But now, although these words are still dry, their sleep-inducing effect seems to have greatly diminished. I often have to memorize them until one or two in the morning before I feel even a little sleepy.

Until recently, he suddenly discovered a recording of Chen Jingyang snoring on his phone!

I've forgotten why I recorded Chen Jingyang's snoring that day. It seems it was to let him hear how unbearable the noise he was making was. Later, the recording just sat quietly in my phone.

He turned off the light, turned on the recorder, and placed the phone on the pillow. The familiar, even snoring sound began to rise, coming from a familiar place, as if Chen Jingyang was lying next to him, just as he had kicked him off.

I don't know why, but tears suddenly welled up and flowed uncontrollably...

Fortunately, the snoring eventually calmed his restless mind, and he fell asleep that night. He fell asleep quickly, and although he only slept for a little over four hours, it was enough to relieve the pain of insomnia he had been suffering for days.

After that, the recording of the snoring became Zhang Pengfei's life-saving medicine, or rather, his poison.

Whenever I desperately need to sleep, I turn on the recording and listen to it to temporarily numb my nerves.

He knew that the more he listened, the deeper he would become addicted, and he should gradually quit, but he could never resist his body's urges!

"Look at me!" Chen Jingyang turned his head around. "Have you missed me, hmm?"

"President Chen!" Zhang Pengfei sneered, looking directly at him. "We've only just met, isn't this inappropriate? Please let me go!"

Chen Jingyang was taken aback by the way he was called, then smiled with amusement: "Call me President Chen again!"

Zhang Pengfei looked away, his expression cold and indignant: "This is a company, please give me some face. If you want to train the dog, find a suitable place, not here."

I must stop having any inappropriate thoughts about Chen Jingyang!

Just be his dog, and let him go when he's tired of you.

Don't wait until Chen Jingyang gets tired of you and wants to get rid of you before you start acting spoiled and clinging to him.

His feelings for Chen Jingyang seem to have crossed the line!

But Chen Jingyang's feelings for him never changed; he was just a dog!

This is the conclusion Zhang Pengfei reached during the agonizing sleepless nights he endured during the past 38 days when Chen Jingyang ignored him.

Chen Jingyang's face darkened, and he was about to forcefully turn his face back when he suddenly heard a knock on the door!

He had no choice but to let go of Zhang Pengfei, and sat back on the sofa with a slight sense of annoyance, letting Zhang Pengfei open the door.

As soon as Li Huina entered, Chen Jingyang's gaze shot over like a knife: "What is it?"

"Your phone has arrived." Li Huina cautiously reminded him, "You said that as soon as the phone arrived, you would... deliver it immediately."

Yes, that's what he said.

Standing at the door, Zhang Pengfei felt the time was right. If he didn't leave now, when would he? He said to him directly, "Goodbye, Mr. Chen."

Chen Jingyang gave a soft hum.

Let them run away; they can't escape their temple just because they can't escape their monk.

Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future.

With five minutes left, Chen Jingyang took the opportunity to quickly read through Zhang Pengfei's daily reports from the past four days. The more he read, the more dissatisfied he became. It was all just a list of what he did at the company, as if it were a report written by an undercover agent!

It's completely devoid of any emotion!

When Manager Qin saw Zhang Pengfei come out, he looked concerned and said, "Why did you take so long? Did General Manager Chen ask you anything? Honestly, I wasn't there at the time, so I couldn't give you any advice."

Zhang Pengfei smiled and thought to himself, "Even if you were here, you wouldn't be able to give me any advice!"