When Zhou Ziyi woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon.
The alcohol was still a bit strong, his shirt was wrinkled from sleeping, and there was a lingering smell of alcohol. Zhou Ziyi slowly came back to his senses while lying on the bed, and then he remembered what he had done last night... oh no, what he had done this morning.
He couldn't remember the specific words he said, but the scene of him hugging Yan Xiuzhi and screaming was still vivid in his mind.
“Fuck…”
Zhou Ziyi covered his face and sighed: "He is so blind... How will he see me!"
If Zhou Ziyi were to think about it, he would think that he was crazy that morning. What the hell was that?
Zhou Ziyi vaguely remembered some words like "You are the best" and wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. Even with these words, Yan Xiuji didn't kick him out. Zhou Ziyi once again felt that President Yan was really a good person.
Zhou Ziyi lay in bed in a daze for a long time, and finally got up.
After getting up, I realized that my head was still dizzy, but fortunately I could still walk. Zhou Ziyi staggered to take a shower, and after coming out, he took off all four sets of bed and planned to change them later - mainly because he had to wait until his head was not so dizzy.
Then he realized that he was hungry.
She was wearing pajamas and preparing to go out to find food. As soon as she opened the door, she met Yan Xiuji's gaze.
Mr. Yan is actually at home! He is watching TV in the living room!
Zhou Ziyi: “…”
——I might as well dig a hole and bury myself.
After a whole day, Mr. Yan had adjusted his mentality. Seeing Zhou Ziyi, he was quite calm: "Why are you standing there like an idiot?"
"Uh..." Zhou Ziyi made small talk, "Brother, it's still daylight, and you're actually at home..."
Yan Xiuji raised his eyebrows: "Today is Saturday."
"Hey, I forgot." Zhou Ziyi slowly moved outside, "Are you watching TV? I've never seen you watching TV..."
Yan Xiuji replied: "The TV is broadcasting Hua Hao's interview, let me take a look."
"Really?" Zhou Ziyi saw that the CEO looked calm and relaxed, and felt that he could put the morning's events behind him, so he relaxed a little. "Did you appear on TV in person?"
"without."
"Well, I was just thinking that if you get on, I'd also like to watch." Zhou Ziyi also walked into the living room and looked at the TV. "Ah, isn't this an ad? Will there be more later?"
"Yes." Yan Xiuji glanced at him and said, "If you want to sit down, sit down. Don't just stand there."
"Well, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat." Zhou Ziyi thought for a moment, "Brother, what time did you have lunch? Or is dinner ready early?"
Yan Xiuji looked at the time and said, "Okay, 5:30. Aunt Wang came to cook lunch at noon, just heat it up and you can eat. She also made you a hangover soup, which is kept warm in the pot, so you can drink it yourself."
"..." Zhou Ziyi felt embarrassed again when he heard him talking about hangover soup.
He couldn't help but pick at his toes in his slippers, then he made up his mind and said, "Well... Mr. Yan, I'm sorry for this morning. I drank too much and I didn't know what to say."
"You can't choose what to say?" Yan Xiuji looked at him and said calmly, "Is it just a matter of not choosing what to say?"
Zhou Ziyi: "And...holding you tightly?"
Yan Xiuji: "What else?"
Zhou Ziyi: "??? What else?"
The young man completely forgot about the last heavy push of MUA.
Even though he kissed her so passionately, he lost track of time as soon as he turned around, so his confused expression was very obvious. Seeing that he had forgotten the most important thing, Yan Xiuji couldn't help but confirm: "You really don't remember?"
"What?" Zhou Ziyi walked up to Yan Xiuji, squatted down, and looked up at him. "Give me a hint, brother. I really don't know what you are talking about."
Yan Xiuji said, "What are you doing squatting there? Get up."
"No, I'm here to apologize to you. Excuse me for sitting down." Zhou Ziyi said, "I can't even remember what I said specifically. I only have a general impression. What bad things have I done to you?"
Seeing that his expression did not seem fake, Yan Xiuzhi began to believe that he had really forgotten.
But how could he bring up the fact that he was kissed?
If he said it, it would be a bit of an exaggeration; if he didn't say it, he would feel suffocated. Mr. Yan was in a dilemma.
Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to use his clever little brain and asked tentatively: "Did I... do something bad to you?"
Yesterday he kept thinking, "It's better to elect Yan Xiuzhi than Sheffield." Could it be that he finally took action while he was drunk?
"Don't talk nonsense!" Yan Xiuji really didn't want to talk about this matter in person, so he just turned the page, "Forget it if you don't remember it, just do your thing."
Zhou Ziyi leaned against the sofa, propped up his chin with his hand, and looked at Yan Xiuji: "Brother, have you forgiven me? You won't keep a note of me in your heart, right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Xiuji asked, "Are you still drunk?"
"Although I still have a headache, at least my mind is clearer now, and I can remember what I said." Zhou Ziyi smiled at him, then stood up, "Brother, just don't mind it. You are so generous, worthy of your kindness."
"Why would I bother with a drunkard?" Yan Xiuzhi replied casually, but when he saw Zhou Ziyi really turned around and left, he felt a little uncomfortable.
——I actually forgot... Tsk.
——This guy, is this the kind of thing he would do after getting drunk, and then refuse to admit it after doing it?
Yan Xiuji had many thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't ask. He was so suffocated that he even thought: If Zhou Ziyi kisses someone else after getting drunk, wouldn't that be... cheating on me?
At this moment, Mr. Yan felt that there was a faint sign of light above his head.
Zhou Ziyi didn't know how much the man behind him was thinking, and he walked into the kitchen. He had already disappeared at the door, but suddenly poked his head out again: "By the way, brother."
Yan Xiuji looked at him.
"Although I don't remember exactly what I said this morning, I still have a general impression of it." Zhou Ziyi smiled, "Although it may sound a bit disgusting, it's all true. Don't think I'm lying!"
After saying that, he raised his hands and made a heart shape above his head: "The best brother Yan in the world, I love you!"
After making the gesture, he shrank into the kitchen at the speed of light.
President Yan was so angry that he almost laughed.
——He ran away so fast, just like he ran away after kissing in the morning.
***
After dinner, a small incident occurred.
Zhou Ziyi cleaned up the table, put all the dishes into the dishwasher, and poked his head out of the kitchen: "Brother, I'm going to make some sparkling soda water, do you want some?"
Yan Xiuji was about to go upstairs to the study, but stopped when he heard this: "Okay."
Zhou Ziyi then prepared some water, and after thinking about it, he searched the refrigerator and added white peach and sugar to one of the cups. Then he took out a cup of white peach soda and a cup of sparkling soda water and gave them to Yan Xiuji: "Young woodcutter... no, young president, do you want to drink this cup of white peach soda or this cup of sparkling soda water?"
Yan Xiuzhi looked at him speechlessly.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhou Ziyi also waited with two glasses of water, insisting that he choose one. Just when Yan Xiuji finally reached out to take the sparkling soda water, Zhou Ziyi's body suddenly tilted, and the sparkling soda water was taken back, and the white peach soda water was in front of Yan Xiuji.
"Hey, Mr. Yan, I suddenly want to drink soda water." Zhou Ziyi said with a smile, "Can you help me drink the white peach soda?"
Yan Xiuji asked: "Then you still want me to choose?"
Zhou Ziyi: "Isn't this just because I suddenly want to drink?"
President Yan took the white peach soda with a look of disgust.
Zhou Ziyi saw him taking a sip with disgust, and thought to himself: Then I was right, you just like this and you are still pretending in front of me.
However, Zhou Ziyi would not say this on his face. President Yan was very proud and was indifferent to all food, which showed that he was not picky about food. Zhou Ziyi also observed carefully and experimented several times before he found that this president actually liked sweet things.
How should I put it, this kind of contrast is quite cute.
Since Yan Xiuzhi had gone to great lengths to hide this fact, Zhou Ziyi would not expose it and would help in any way he could.
After successfully serving the white peach soda, Zhou Ziyi was ready to go back to his room to change into a four-piece suit. Yan Xiuji remembered something and said to him, "Take out your phone and scan the payment code for me."
"...Ah?" Zhou Ziyi just took out his phone and was confused by the second half of the sentence, "What payment code?"
Yan Xiuji said: "I said I would give you a bonus, did you forget?"
Zhou Ziyi was even more confused: "What bonus?"
Yan Xiuji: “147 points.”
"Huh???" Zhou Ziyi only remembered that he got 50,000 pounds and 30,000 dollars from Sheffield, so how come Yan Xiuji still has money here?
Yan Xiuzhi knew the situation by looking at his expression. This guy even forgot about the money!
——Then forgetting that kiss... is normal.
President Yan felt relieved. Seeing the young man looking at him with wide eyes, he said, "No? Forget it..."
"No, no, no, I want it." Zhou Ziyi opened the payment code at lightning speed and handed it to Yan Xiuji. He extorted hundreds of thousands of dollars from others and got a bonus when he went home. How could he go to the court to make sense?
Yan Xiuji swiped the card and entered the amount. Zhou Ziyi didn't think about how much it was, thinking it was only a thousand yuan, just like buying a toy for a child. But Zhou Ziyi still smiled at Yan Xiuji: "Thank you, brother! Next time when I'm free, I'll play billiard with you."
Yan Xiuji glanced at him and said, "And you hit me with 147?"
Zhou Ziyi said happily: "How could that be possible? Yesterday, my opponent was too weak..."
As he was talking, he heard the sound of gold coins arriving in the APP. Zhou Ziyi picked up his phone and was shocked: "43552?! So many!"
Yan Xiuji took back his phone: "Too much?"
"Uh, this..." Zhou Ziyi said, "Brother, did you enter it correctly? How come there are both zeros and integers?"
"Today's exchange rate for the British pound," Yan Xiuji replied, "Doesn't the starting prize for 147 start at 5,000 pounds?"
"..." Zhou Ziyi then realized that President Yan had specifically checked this.
How to put it... Although it didn't cost as much as Sheffield, Mr. Yan's generosity and care are so touching!
Sheffield is not even as good as Mr. Yan’s little finger!
Zhou Ziyi was so happy that he rushed over and hugged Yan Xiuji again: "Oppa! You are so nice! You are the best in the world!"
Yan Xiuji was startled, thinking that he was going to come up and kiss him again. But before Yan raised his hand to tear him away, Zhou Ziyi had already stepped away and happily returned to his room with soda and his phone.
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Somehow, the CEO suddenly became unhappy again.
***
That night, Zhou Ziyi finally sent his first message after performing the miracle of 147.
[I didn't expect that today I would not only get hangover soup, but also a bonus from someone! I asked why there were both decimals and whole numbers, and he said it was converted to British pounds. How thoughtful, hahahaha! ]
The accompanying picture is a screenshot of the mobile phone interface, which is the message received from 43552.
Although everyone watching yesterday knew that this was only less than one-tenth of the amount given by Sheffield, Zhou Ziyi did not mention Sheffield, but only mentioned the bonus given by Yan Xiuji, and his attitude was very clear.
——I only care about the interaction with my lover, everyone else, get out of here!
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