Dressed as a paranoid Lord Qin's rival

Chapter 68
While the man was taking a shower, Yun Heng put his phone aside and went out to take Yun Putao's temperature.

Fortunately, no fever.

Yunheng rubbed the little guy's belly again, and then walked lightly into the bathroom after guessing that it was almost time.

Picking up the phone, what caught my eye was the scene of the man getting dressed.

Yunheng: "..."

She seems to have come at the wrong time.

The man's slender fingers fastened the button to the top meticulously.

Looking sideways at the phone screen: "Are you back?"

Yunheng explained without thinking: "I was a little thirsty just now, so I went to pour some water."

Qin Jinye looked at her inexplicably: "I didn't ask where you went."

So, what are you so eager to explain?
Yun Heng said with a serious expression: "You should inform the other party before you leave your company. This is a basic courtesy."

Qin Jiye's expression was indifferent, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

I don't know if I believed her unconvincing rhetoric.

Yunheng sat on the toilet seat, watching the man in the video get up and go to the bar to pour a glass of wine.

Qin Jiye took a sip unhurriedly, then opened his lips: "Speak."

Yun Heng's attention was all on the man's shocked face, which brought disaster to the country and the people, and he didn't realize it for a while: "What did you say?"

"bed time story."

"..."

Master Qin, are you really going to listen?

Qin Jinye stroked the rim of the cup, slightly raised his lazy half-closed eyes, and looked at her calmly: "Why, don't you want to?"

Yunheng: "..."

Of course not.

But who gave her a handle in the hands of men?

Moreover, the other party is still her creditor.

She asked helplessly, "What bedtime story do you want to hear? Green? Andersen?"

Qin Jiye held champagne in one hand, leaned on his forehead with the other, frowned and thought for a few seconds: "Three little pigs."

Yun Heng: "...I didn't expect you to be quite childlike."

Her son stopped hearing such stories when he was three years old.

In the words of Brother Xiaoku: childish.

Doesn't fit the cool guy image at all.

Qin Jiye gave her a sideways look: "I just like raising pigs."

Yun Heng: "??"

The dignified prince of the Qin family actually likes to raise pigs?

Is this some weird hobby of rich people?

Without thinking about it, Yunheng used his mobile phone to search the story of the three little pigs on the Internet, and then read without emotion: "In a remote mountain village, there lived a mother pig and three cute pigs. .One day, Mummy Pig said to the piggies..."

Qin Jiye interrupted her suddenly: "What's the name of the little pig?"

Yunheng looked at the searched content on the phone: "It's not written on it."

She's just an emotionless reading machine, okay?

Qin Jiye: "Why didn't you write it?"

The corner of Yunheng's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

How did she know?

This story is not written by her!
She kept smiling and said, "Brother Qin, the point of the story is not what the little pig's name is."

Qin Jiye's fingers resting on the bar tapped without rhythm: "I think, maybe I know what the little pig's name is."

Yun Heng subconsciously asked, "What's your name?"

Qin Jiye: "Yun Hum."

Yunheng: "..."

Nima!

you are a pig!

Your whole family is pigs! !
The smile on her face was about to burst, with a hint of gnashing of teeth: "Brother Qin, do you still want to hear the story?"

Qin Jiye raised his hand, nodded and said, "Continue."

However, Yunheng hung up the video in the next second, and angrily threw a few words to the man: "Dream, I won't serve you anymore!"

Looking at the blackened screen, Qin Jiye raised the corners of his lips indistinctly, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)