The Gentle Beauty of the Disabled Boss

Chapter 1 Mr. Zuo I'm Back

#Qiao Yun is really dirty#

#Qiao Yun quits the entertainment industry#

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The pale light from the phone shone on Qiao Yun's face. Qiao Yun's eyes were red and swollen, and his cheeks were wet with tears. He pursed his lips tightly and let out a mournful cry from his throat.

The hot searches were full of abusive words, and everyone was insulting Qiao Yun with the most vicious words.

He clicked on a post by a big V, which contained two photos and a video.

One photo was a photo of Qiao Yun's marriage certificate, and the other was a photo of Qiao Yun hugging a woman intimately with a smile on his face.

The video was shot from a secretly filmed perspective, and Qiao Yun's voice could be heard in the video.

"My partner? I wish that hadn't happened."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Qiao Yun smiled and replied: "I hate him and I hate him."

The video ends here.

All these evidences prove that Qiao Yun cheated on his wife.

Soon, news about his partner was also exposed and posted online.

"#Qiao Yun is really dirty# The other person on the marriage certificate is Zuo Shilou, the Zuo Shilou who disappeared for two years. According to gossip, Zuo Shilou became a vegetable in order to save Qiao. Now Qiao is so eager to cheat, how dirty!"

No...it's not like that!

Qiao Yun silently retorted that the woman in the photo was his sister and not the person he had cheated on with at all.

That audio...

That's right, he hated Zuo Shilou and he also hated Zuo Shilou.

I hated that he had become a vegetable and would never wake up; I hated that he had left me alone to deal with that scumbag.

Why... Mr. Zuo hasn't woken up yet...

Qiao Yun looked at the man next to him. The man was thin, with sunken cheeks and tightly closed eyes. He looked very similar to Zuo Shilou on the marriage certificate... This was Zuo Shilou.

"Mr. Zuo...what should I do?" Qiao Yun crawled into the bed, gently held Zuo Shilou's arm, snuggled up to him, and cried.

He really couldn't hold on any longer...

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The car passed through the night. Qiao Yun tilted his head and used the street lights to see the scenery along the road. The scenery seemed strange, yet familiar. It seemed as if he had walked this road countless times, and returned along this road in countless sadness and despair.

Sometimes I have a driver to pick me up, and sometimes I walk slowly along the road alone wearing a mask and sunglasses.

Qiao Yun sat up straight abruptly, took out his cell phone and looked at the time, his pupils contracting.

Two years ago...

The date displayed on the phone was actually from two years ago, and some of the news pushed to me were very old.

Did he really go back to two years ago?

The memories from two years ago were too distant, and Qiao Yun had to think for a long time before he could barely remember some of them.

There were still a few unread messages on his phone, all of which were congratulations from his elders. He remembered this day very clearly, he had just come out of the studio and was driving back home, and this day was also the day he and Zuo Shilou got their marriage certificate.

Zuo Shilou...

With a slight headache, Qiao Yun sat up straight and asked the driver, "Where are we going?"

The driver politely replied: "Master, this is to take you back."

Send him back... He remembered that the driver took him back to his and Zuo Shilou's home.

From today on, that small villa is his home.

Qiao Yun closed his eyes and leaned back on the black seat behind him again.

God really favored him and gave him a chance to live again.

In his previous life, he was dissatisfied with marrying Zuo Shilou. After marriage, he had to take care of his legal partner who was lying unconscious in bed, which made him feel irritated.

One time when he was working outside, he accidentally fell into the trap of a scumbag and was caught by the scumbag. Under the threat of the scumbag, he used the resources at home to help the scumbag become a superstar in the entertainment industry.

After helping the scumbag fulfill his wish, the man actually posted his own handle on the Internet. For a time, he became the object of everyone's ridicule, disgust, and abuse.

Heartbroken, she sat on the bed with her knees hugged, looking at her unconscious husband. Her eyes became sore and tears just fell.

Qiao Yun still remembered how he cried while holding the unconscious Zuo Shilou in his arms in his previous life. He didn't expect that when he woke up, he found himself back to two years ago.

Back to the time when nothing had happened yet, this time, he would definitely not miss it.

This time, no matter what, he would not leave Zuo Shilou.

Qiao Yun felt the car stop. The driver opened the door and called him to get out: "Master, we are home. The master is waiting for you at home."

He opened his eyes, walked down, and looked at the familiar villa, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

Today was the first day that he and Zuo Shilou got their marriage certificate, and also the first day that he stepped into this house. The house was brightly lit, waiting for its owner to return.

At this time, the servants had already gone back, and the whole villa was deadly quiet, as if I was the only one there... No, there was another person lying in the master bedroom on the second floor.

Qiao Yun walked up, feeling inexplicably nervous and his palms sweating.

He was actually a little scared and expectant.

He stood in front of the door, his hands shaking. He knew the person inside was in a coma and couldn't sense the surroundings at all, but he was still a little nervous.

Isn't he her husband? We've slept in the same bed countless times in our previous lives. Why are you still standing here being so pretentious?

Qiao Yun took a deep breath and opened the door.

There was a person lying on the bed who was very familiar to him. When he saw that person, Qiao Yun couldn't help but shed tears, and his gentle voice echoed in the room.

"I'm back, Mr. Zuo."