fiery fall

The lengthy meeting lasted more than an hour.

In the middle of the process, Zhou Sihao covered his mouth several times and coughed lightly.

After the meeting, everyone looked at Fu Qianbei in the main seat.

Fu Qianbei knocked on the table and said in a cold tone, "The meeting is over, everyone will go back to their respective jobs."

Employees packed up their documents and quickly left the conference room.

Zhou Sihao picked up the mineral water on the table, took a few sips, stood up and said, "Nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Have you caught a cold?" Fu Qianbei raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes falling on the side of his neck, "Miss Hull's birthday party ended last night. Did you go to the suburban forest?"

"Where am I going?" Zhou Sihao licked his lips, his throat was very uncomfortable, and it looked like he was caught in the cold.

Fu Qianbei laughed teasingly: "I didn't go to the suburbs. Where did you get such a big mosquito bag on your neck?"

Zhou Sihao froze and subconsciously touched the "mosquito bag" on his neck.

A flash of joking flashed across Fu Qianbei's eyes, and he stopped teasing him, "Go home early and rest today. Remember to take some medicine if you catch a cold."

"You don't need to remind me about this." Zhou Sihao glanced at him, turned around and walked out of the conference room.

Entering the elevator, Zhou Sihao habitually took out his mobile phone to check today's work schedule.

Because he was not feeling well, the secretary scheduled all his work for this afternoon so that he could go home and rest directly.

There were several unread messages on WeChat, and Zhou Sihao saw Nerida Hull's name at a glance.

But at this moment, his dark eyes darkened, and he didn't know how to face this woman.

When the elevator arrived at the first negative floor, Zhou Sihao finally sent a voice message to the other party, "Don't contact me for the next two days. I will give you a reply when I think about it carefully."

The voice was sent out just as the elevator door opened.

Soon, a black Mercedes-Benz drove away from the underground garage.
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Sun's house, study.

Sun Zheng glared at his youngest son who smelled of alcohol and was so angry that he almost burst into flames. "Look at the good deeds you have done. All the good things you have done have been repaid!"

Sun Yaoyang hung his head and did not dare to say a word. He was really drunk at the party yesterday and had no memory of what happened next.

As for this morning, he woke up in a bartender's bed.

Sun Zheng looked at him disappointedly, "Sun Yaoyang, do you know what a great opportunity last night was? You slept with so many women, how come you can't even make a movie about a nineteen-year-old girl, and you still exposed it at someone else's birthday party? With such a scandal, what else do you think you would do?”

"Dad, I was really drunk, but I really tried to win Miss Hull's favor last night."

"A good impression? Now that your bed photos have been exposed, how can I still have a good impression!" Sun Zheng scolded angrily, pointed at him and said: "I'm not allowed to go out for the past half month, just stay at home!"

Sun Yaoyang's expression changed and he wanted to refute, but when he looked up and saw his father's furious look, he had to give up.

Sun Zheng raised his eyebrows and cursed: "What are you doing here? I'm annoyed when I see you, why don't you get out of here!"

Sun Yaoyang clenched his fists and finally left in anger.

Since he was a child, his father felt that he was useless and inferior to his two brothers.

But one day, he will make everyone who underestimates him suffer retribution.

After Sun Yaoyang left, Sun Zheng looked at the news on the computer again, picked up the phone with a livid face, and made a call, "Take Sun Yaoyang's bed photos off the news immediately!"

Ten minutes later, Sun Yaoyang's unflattering bed photos quietly disappeared from the news.

Sun Zheng's face darkened.

The company currently needs a lot of funds to operate. It originally wanted to obtain financial cooperation from the mic group through marriage, but now it seems there is no chance.

Now he wants to get as much money as possible from another way. After a moment of silence, Sun Zheng took out his cell phone and called Shen Changfeng.
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Zhou Sihao drove back to Zhou's house, and it rained all the way.

The gray weather is accompanied by rumbling thunder, and the climate is wet and cold, which is really depressing.

He forgot to put an umbrella in the car. After he parked the car, he pinched his eyebrows irritably, pushed open the car door and ran to his house in the rain.

The distance of more than ten meters also made him wet with a lot of rainwater. His black hair was half wet, and the cold air seeped into his body silently.

As soon as I entered the room, I sneezed three times in a row.

Zhou Sihao changed his shoes, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, and then went directly back to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

After taking a hot bath, the cold air didn't seem to be driven out of his body, and Zhou Sihao felt his head hurt even more.

He knocked on his head, forced himself to go to the kitchen, made a cup of cold medicine, drank it, and then lay on the bed to rest.

It rained all night last night.

Although he was forced, he actually had sex with Nerida, and it was her first night.

When he thought of yesterday, Nerida's emotional and flamboyant face appeared in front of him. It was obviously the first time, but every movement and behavior was extremely bold.

He clearly had no feelings for her, but he still cooperated with her.

Zhou Sihao was lying on the bed, his eyes moving under his eyelids, and he didn't sleep peacefully.

Faintly, he seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, thinking that it must be that girl Ning Sang who was back.

Zhou Sihao was so dizzy with fever that he completely forgot that Zhou Ningsang had only joined the crew two days ago, and it was impossible to come back from filming in Hengdian now.

In his daze, the figure of Nerida actually appeared in his mind.

Last night, he was completely forced and allowed to be manipulated by a nineteen-year-old girl.

Zhou Sihao had inexplicably the idea of ​​conquest in his heart.

He hugged Nerida in the dream, held her chin and kissed her forcefully.

Anyway, this is in his dream, everything is illusory and false, and it will not have the slightest impression of reality.

……

Zhou Sihao woke up from sleep.

It was dark outside the window, but there was a lamp on in his bedroom.

He slowly sat up on the bed, raised his head and pressed his temples.

His head no longer hurts, and his limbs don't feel as heavy and weak as they did during the day. He was surprised. He didn't expect cold medicine to be so useful.

The light in the room was a bit dazzling. Zhou Sihao looked at the lamp on the bedside table and was slightly confused. Was Ning Sang back to take care of him?

In the quiet bedroom, the sound of the bathroom door opening was particularly clear.

Zhou Sihao looked at the voice, his eyes filled with surprise, "Nerida? Why are you at my house?"

The bathroom door opened, and hot water vapor mixed with the scent of shower gel wafted out from the crack.

Nerida's delicate square face showed a shy look. Her hair was tied into a bun, with some fluffy hair on her forehead. Her tall and fair body was only wearing a white men's shirt.

Zhou Sihao's pupils tightened, and the scene in his dream suddenly flashed through his mind.

Could it be that it wasn't a dream...