(Quick Wear) The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrown The Male Protagonist

Chapter 25

The design director who can't fall in love(25)

　　Zhou Min took a deep breath and  patted her face. After waking up for a while, she went to the bathroom to wash away the fatigue and haggardness. It was just right when Zhou Min came out of the shower. While changing clothes, the phone rang. Looking at Qin Hao's name on the phone, Zhou Min pressed the speakerphone, took the freshly brewed coffee, and leaned against the window.

　　"Director, Master Chu's assistant has contacted me and said that he will sign the contract today. There is only one requirement in their contract. Chu Jie and you must also be in this task ." Qin Hao's voice came, with a trace of trouble.

　　After all, as Zhou Min's assistant, he knew very well that Zhou Min was not only the design director of Ye's Group, but also the sole heir of the Zhou family. Zhou Min had endless work and projects on hand every day.

　　Moreover, because of the importance of this manor, Zhou Min can be said to have taken over most of the work inside and outside the manor, determined to achieve perfection and restore the manor in Ye Ziyan's mother's dream, and the structure of this early drawing , Zhou Min originally did not want to interfere, because Mrs. Ye only wanted the original design of Master Chu. If other people's gesticulations were added, Zhou Min felt that it would no longer be pure.

　　But that is the idea of ​​the client. For Zhou Min, who has already taken care of so much, then this one is not enough. The more, when the manor is established, there will be more footprints and imprints about her. , Maybe that was his mother's wish that finally came true, but as time goes by, he will find that every corner of this manor that involves his obsession has her footprints, and her intentions for him are there.

　　It's not obvious yet, but in the end, this will become the client's most silent and restrained confession to Ye Ziyan!

　　"Okay! I agree. I'll go to the company immediately and prepare the contract." When Zhou Min smiled and was about to hang up, Qin Hao suddenly called his name softly on the phone.

　　"Zhou Min..." Qin Hao's sudden call made Zhou Min pause slightly as he prepared to hang up the phone.

　　"Is it worth it? How hard do you have to push yourself?" Qin Hao's voice on the phone became a little deeper, which surprised Zhou Min.

　　"Qin Hao, what are you talking about?"

　　"Did you not sleep last night again? Did you stand by the window all night again? Did you cry again..." Qin Hao's words made Zhou Min's heart skip a beat. , his tone couldn't help but become colder.

　　"Qin Hao, this is my private matter. I've said it before. If you like to pry into my private life or my gossip so much, I suggest you give way. What I need is an assistant. Do you know?" Zhou Min said The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and the sound of quiet breathing came through the phone.

　　Just when Zhou Min's patience was about to run out, Qin Hao suddenly laughed on the phone and said cynically, "Director, I just sighed, you are now a pervert at work. As your assistant, I have not had weekends for seven years, and there is no hope for holidays. If I add this project this year, I can predict that I will have less than four hours of rest every day for the next year. Is it so squeezing me? "My salary needs to quadruple to be worthy of such a full-time and dedicated assistant!"

　　"I understand. You go prepare the contract, and I will be at the company later." Zhou Min hung up the phone and looked at the black screen. Zhou Min frowned slightly as he recalled the suppressed emotions on the phone when Qin Hao called her name.

　　SHe turned around and walked back to the master bedroom from the window. Naturally, he didn't find the figure hidden in the blue warbler flowers, dressed in black and turning around to leave.

　　Just when Zhou Min changed clothes and left the apartment, Ye Ziyan, who had a splitting headache after a hangover, woke up from his bed. Looking at the familiar environment and the clothes that had been simply cleaned and changed, he sat up, rubbed his head, and frowned. Frowning.

　　Ye Ziyan rarely gets himself so drunk, because the bad environment he is in makes him always vigilant, and he will not let himself get drunk. The only thing is his birthday every year, only in the "Heaven" pub, in Mo Ran's place , he would let down some of his guard, because he knew that whenever he was drunk, Mo Ran would take care of him.

　　Ten years are like one day.

　　Ye Ziyan habitually wakes up on this day every year and reaches for the bowl of sobering tea that must be on the bedside table. When the cool and moist tea enters his throat, his throat tingles and his brain begins to feel normal. operation.

　　He didn't know where he got it, but the corner of Ye Ziyan's mouth stung slightly, which made him touch his lips subconsciously. He felt the broken skin at the corner of his mouth, which made him look slightly stunned.

　　A series of vague and confusing pictures suddenly flashed through his mind that was confused about last night, giving him a splitting headache. In his memory, he seemed to see a vague figure, and he looked at his own body suddenly spread out in confusion. The hands in front of him were rubbing his fingertips, as if there had once been a soft and gentle feeling that made him intoxicated.

　　There seemed to be a fragrance in the air that was too light to be ignored, which confused him. A sudden headache interrupted his thoughts. Ye Ziyan couldn't help but lift the quilt, stood up with some unsteady steps, and walked towards the bathroom. As he walked away, he suddenly turned back and looked at the mess on his big bed.

　　A confusing picture, entangled figures bumped into his mind from time to time, but disappeared instantly, as if it was just a blink of an eye, I don't know if it is true or false, but, looking at his bed, Ye Ziyan , shook his still heavy head, and wondered whether it was a dream or reality...

　　Ye Ziyan looked around his room, as if he wanted to find a difference, but there was no, no, nothing...

　　That feeling in the air There seemed to be some vague smell, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Ye Ziyan couldn't help but frown even more tightly. He turned around and entered the bathroom. The shower water slipped from his body, and his dark hair stuck to his own. Cheeks, Ye Ziyan put his hands on the bathroom wall, looking at the white porcelain wall with a slightly vacant look.

　　"I don't regret it. If it's really hell and I can't pull you out, I'll go in with you! Until..."

　　The sound of rushing water kept ringing in my ears, but in my mind, a pair of familiar but fuzzy eyes flashed across my mind. His eyes and the voice ringing in his ears are inexplicably touching, but who is that person? !

　　Ye Ziyan suddenly turned off the shower and stopped the water. The water droplets dripping from his hair were particularly clear in the bathroom, but Ye Ziyan's mind became more and more confused, and his heart suddenly became a little confused.

　　"Ding ring ring..." The phone call came from the bedroom. Ye Ziyan took off the bath towel and wrapped it around his waist. He walked out, looked at the name with the letter R on the phone, and quickly answered it.

　　"Awake?!" Mo Ran's voice rang from the phone.