Chapter 227
227 Young master ya is sick
Secretary Zhou silently increased the temperature and thought to himself, boss, you’ve been exposed to the cold wind for such a long time today. You must not catch a cold tomorrow. You must take care of yourself.
Although he was particularly miserable when his boss was angry, he was even more miserable when his boss was sick, because all the work would be thrown at him.
secretary zhou glanced at liancheng yazhi through the rear mirror. his eyes were closed and his expression was indifferent. he could not tell what he was thinking at all.
secretary zhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva. young master ya was so scary, wasn’t he?
The car drove into the Liancheng family’s old house. Secretary Zhou slowly stopped the car and said in a low voice, ” young master ya has arrived.
Liancheng Yazhi, who was sitting in the back seat, did not seem to move. His eyes were closed. Secretary Zhou thought that he had fallen asleep. He raised his voice slightly. young master ya, we’re here.
After calling him a second time, there was still no response from Liancheng Yazhi. Secretary Zhou’s heart was uneasy. Oh no, could it be that there was really a problem with the boss from the blowing just now? he hesitated and reached out his hand, wanting to see if Liancheng Yazhi had a fever.
However, before her hand could touch Liancheng Yazhi’s face, his eyes suddenly opened. His dark and deep eyes were like a three-foot-deep cold Lake. At that moment, the coldness that shot out pierced Secretary Zhou’s hand, making him feel like his hand was about to break. He trembled in pain.
Secretary Zhou swallowed his saliva and retracted his hand in fear. “young master ya, i was just trying to wake you up. we’ve arrived at the old mansion.”
Liancheng Yazhi did not look at him. He pushed the door open, got out of the car, and threw two words to Secretary Zhou.”Come in.”
Secretary Zhou quickly got out of the car. As soon as he got out, the cold wind blew on his body and he shivered from the cold. He glanced at Liancheng Yazhi, who was wearing a thin shirt and striding in the cold wind. He seemed to not feel the cold at all. He sighed and quickly caught up.
Young master ya, as your subordinate, I’ll feel heartache if you do this!
Secretary Zhou didn’t know what happened between Liancheng Yazhi and Rong Yan tonight. He thought that it must have been a night of indulgence, but he didn’t expect it to turn into a night of hurt.
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Half an hour later, after drinking who knows how many glasses of whiskey, Secretary Zhou finally collapsed.
When he collapsed, he looked at Liancheng Yazhi, who was still drinking glass after glass, and felt his blood run cold. Young master ya, how are you like this? if you’re not sick tomorrow, I’ll take your last name.
The next day, Secretary Zhou woke up with a terrible headache. He got out of bed and saw that the hand on the clock on the wall was pointing to 10 O ‘clock. Secretary Zhou wailed. It was already 10 O’ clock. This was the first time in his life that he had slept until 10 O ‘clock in the morning. He was still hungover.
He couldn’t remember anything after he got drunk last night. Secretary Zhou glanced at the unfamiliar room and knew that he must be in the Liancheng old residence. He quickly put on his shoes, opened the door, and walked out.
as soon as she went out, she saw the butler waiting outside. ” secretary zhou, young master ya wants to see you. ”
Very soon, when Secretary Zhou saw Liancheng Yazhi lying on the bed with a sickly flush on his face, he couldn’t help but wail again. Young master ya, you’ve finally fallen ill.
This was bad. For the next few days, he would have to work like a cow or a horse, tiring himself to death like an animal.
Liancheng Yazhi’s eyes were closed, and his voice was very hoarse because of his illness.”Take her to see the two women.”