Chapter 2086 Cross-Time Romance 29
"Cough! Cough cough cough cough!!!"
Feng Buli was already holding back his anger, and the true energy between his acupoints surged, unleashing his lingering power. The moment he saw the hat, his defenses crumbled.
The man's face turned pale for a moment, then he clutched his chest and coughed violently, coughing up blood in no time.
The glaring crimson blood falling on his hand irresistibly stirred up some unpleasant memories.
Feng Buli gritted his teeth, straightened up, and slapped his hand.
He cleaved the box in two with a single palm strike.
The assistant was startled, and the green hat shattered on the ground.
Standing at the edge of the hall, Feng Buli panted as he caught his breath, thinking that chopping down the boxes would temporarily release his frenzied emotions.
Unexpectedly, a small tape recorder was hidden at the very bottom of the box.
He hadn't said anything at first, but after that chop, he immediately started repeating a sizzling sound: "[The more green hats I chop, the more I get, hahaha.]"
[The more green hats I chop, the more I get, hahaha.]
The synthesized electronic voice, set to maximum volume, instantly silenced the bustling hall the moment it was emitted.
The surroundings were completely silent. The people who had been busy with their own things stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Feng Buli, whose face was ashen.
No one spoke, but Feng Buli could clearly feel that he had become a clown to be ridiculed.
Spending a fortune on a wine tasting event, and failing to attract any partners is one thing.
He became a laughing stock, losing both his wife and his army.
It's all Zhou Sijin's fault, Zhou Siyu's fault!
Feng Buli, his face dark with anger, was forced to end the wine tasting early.
Back in the backyard, I was just about to have a couple of drinks and think about what to do.
He then noticed Zhou Siyu, disheveled, grabbing his trouser leg.
Zhou Siyu raised her wet eyes, trying to do what she usually does: hiccup a few times and try to cheer up her powerful backer.
But Feng Buli, contrary to his usual behavior, kicked him away as if he were looking at a piece of unwanted rag: "Throw it far away, don't dirty my place."
Zhou Siyu felt a sharp pain in his heart. Because of those words, his blood turned ice-cold, and he seemed to freeze in place.
The hiccup I had been building up never came out.
what to do?
Bu Li's brother hates him now, he has no boyfriend, and his life is going to be ruined!
… …
Upon seeing this, Si Jin decisively told Xiao Yao to turn off the screen, and frowned in disgust.
This week, Siyu is really strange. I don't know what kind of world the protagonist came from, but she is convinced that she can't live without a man.
Since that's the case, Si Jin will send him to the west and not let him live any longer (^_^).
He lowered his head and took out his phone.
Si Jin quickly imported some photos of Zhou Siyu with other men from Xiao Yao's system, and with a slight twitch of her knuckles, sent them to Feng Buli.
The caption read: "[It seems I didn't give you enough green hats, but it's okay, I'll keep sending more.]"
After sending the message, he promptly blocked Feng Buli, leaving Feng Buli's face ashen with anger and impotence.
Soon, the car arrived at the clinic.
Si Jin reminded the driver to stop, paid the fare, and then walked into the clinic.
The secretary is a rare young woman who is courageous, loyal, and capable. Besides, they came together, so he should come and see her.
When the girl entered the examination room, she had clearly recovered, but her eyes were still very red, and she looked as if she had been bullied.
"What's wrong?" Si Jin sat down, glanced casually at her doctor friend, and asked irresponsibly, "Did he bully you?"
friend:? ? ?
The secretary shook her head, her long eyelashes drooping even lower.
For some reason, hearing Si Jin's gentle words made her tears fall even more uncontrollably.
I could only use the hand that wasn't holding the IV drip to reach for the tissues next to me.
After using half a box of tissues and enduring the pain for half an hour without improvement, the girl finally burst into tears: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jay Chou, I didn't know there was something in the wine, I... I just... I sob sob..."
Towards the end, he became so excited that he became somewhat incoherent.
"I know." Seeing the person crying so hard they could barely breathe, Si Jin wasn't worried.
He patiently pushed the tissue box forward so his secretary could continue wiping her tears: "It's not your fault. I've never blamed you."
"Then...then will I be fired? If I resign, I'll never see you again."
The little girl continued to cry, and Si Jin could only continue to comfort her: "I didn't say I was going to fire you. Aren't you usually quite smart? Why are you suddenly so upset?"
Being patient and not getting angry at a heartbroken beauty is a basic courtesy of a gentleman, and Si Jin has always upheld this principle.
The little girl was speechless for a moment after his question, and her gaze involuntarily fell on the hand with distinct knuckles opposite her.
The IV drip was almost finished, and the medication had long since worn off, yet the secretary's ears involuntarily turned red.
When the doctor removed the needle and they were about to head home, she lowered her head and whispered, "Perhaps, I was just too worried to think straight."
Jay Chou is 27 years old this year. He dresses impeccably and has a restrained style. His looks are also exceptional. He is considered a male god by many young women in the company, and she is no exception.
However, as the first secretary, she was closer to Jay Chou, and her secret crush ran deeper than others', remaining hidden for two years.
When the secretary said this, Si Jin was talking to the doctor outside.
After a while, he turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"
Unexpectedly, Si Jin overheard this, and the girl's eyes instantly welled up with tears. The bitterness and heartache that had been hidden for two years surfaced inappropriately.
She moved her lips, inexplicably wanting an answer.
So, clutching the hem of her dress with both hands, she remained inside the car until she stammered, "Jay...Jay, I actually...like..."
"I'm sorry, I like men." Si Jin noticed the girl's embarrassment and took over the conversation at the right time, making her point clearly and explicitly.
The secretary clenched her fists instantly, sat in the back seat, and remained silent for a long while.
Later, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly looked up and said, "No...it's okay. If your family doesn't agree, I can...I only want a title, I'm willing to be just a wife in name only..."
"Shh—" Si Jin leaned back in the car, fastened his seatbelt, and decisively made a "shh" gesture to her.
She said gently, "There are some things that can't be said. I know for sure that I like men, and I'm telling you this without any hesitation, precisely to avoid this situation."
"No matter what, you must learn to love yourself before you can love someone else, understand?"
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