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Duan Feifan couldn't control his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows high, and quickly put them back.

"Is it?" Jiang Kuo still poked his forehead and lowered his eyelids to look at him. His eyelashes blocked his eyes and couldn't see clearly.

Duan Feifan couldn't get Jiang Kuo's idea, or maybe he guessed something, although Jiang Kuo is a person who doesn't hide his emotions, he is Mr. Jiang's own son after all. He really wants to cheat him, and it's not that he can't hide it.

But now Duan Feifan is in a dilemma.

When Mr. Jiang came to him, Mr. Jiang clearly stated that he could not mention it, which could easily cause family conflicts. He had already told Jiang Kuo about meeting Mr. Jiang. Later, he helped to pick up lawyer Jiang. Although Mr. Jiang did not explicitly say that he could not tell Jiang Kuo about this, he also looked for him with Jiang Kuo on his back. He also told Jiang Kuo...

By this calculation, he has sold Mr. Jiang twice.

He sold his boyfriend's biological father twice. Although he sold it to his son, he also sold it after all.

But to the other end, it was difficult for him to face Jiang Kuo.

He met Mr. Jiang without telling him that he was doing business for Mr. Jiang. Although this is Jiang Kuo’s biological father, compared with Jiang Kuo’s biological boyfriend, he betrayed his boyfriend for his boyfriend’s father…

This sounds quite that way.

The key is that even if he said he didn't tell Mr. Jiang at this moment, Mr. Jiang himself discovered it, and he might not believe his boyfriend even if he kissed him.

When he confronted President Jiang, he was really not sure whether the old fox like President Jiang who was good at cheating would be really cheating.

It's quite a dilemma.

"I really didn't tell him anything," Duan Feifan explained very sincerely, "I don't have the courage."

"I can believe you haven't said anything," Jiang Kuo narrowed his eyes, "But I really don't believe that Mr. Jiang doesn't know anything."

"Then you can't ask me," Duan Feifan quickly seized the opportunity to blame, "You have to ask Mr. Jiang to go."

Jiang Kuo tskated and said nothing.

"He may just think that I took Jiang Lu over. Now that the person is leaving, he should call me..." Duan Feifan made a friendly speculation.

"Who told you that Jiang Lu is leaving?" Jiang Kuo said, "I only said that I had dinner with Jiang Lu, but didn't say that he was leaving."

"Hey?" Duan Feifan felt that he had woken up from drinking. "I really guessed this. I really don't know. It's been a long time since the person came. The case should have been dealt with for a period of time. Otherwise, there would be no need to mobilize everyone to treat him..."

"You really guessed this," Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "What are you really know about it?"

"...Fuck me," Duan Feifan was shocked, "Jiang Kuo, there are pitfalls everywhere when talking to you!"

"Aren't it?" Jiang Kuo thought again, "Does it be okay to talk to Mr. Jiang..."

"Jiang Kuo! Kuokuo! Kuo'er!" Duan Feifan quickly interrupted him, "Don't dig a hole for me. I drink a lot of wine. I can't really make you think about it now."

"I won't tease you anymore," Jiang Kuo laughed, "I just can't understand why Mr. Jiang cares so much about you and wants to bring you everything."

"Is there a possibility," Duan Feifan said, "your boyfriend is a very outstanding person."

"Oh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Have Mr. Jiang discovered it too?"

"Yeah," Duan Feifan decided to sell Mr. Jiang a little more, "He said that if I was studying management or something in his company..."

"Did you accept it?" Jiang Kuo asked immediately.

"How is that possible?" Duan Feifan waved his hand, "If his own son doesn't follow him, can I?"

Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "Duan Feifan."

"Ah." Duan Feifan responded.

"You really drank too much," said Jiang Kuo.

"Yes!" Duan Feifan nodded.

Jiang Kuo looked down at him for a while and laughed: "It's quite cute."

"Yeah!" Duan Feifan nodded again. Jiang Kuo bounced on his face, frowned and thought: "If you refuse, the possibility will be gone. Jiang is always a businessman, and an old fox businessman. Even if he admires someone again and wants to cultivate this person, if this person clearly refuses, he will not be able to spend more energy on him unless it is his little love..."

"Hey!" Duan Feifan stared at Jiang Kuo, "Baoer, you're not talking nonsense!"

Jiang Kuo laughed happily: "What do you mean?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Duan Feifan shouted.

"Shh..." Jiang Kuo pinched his mouth, "The aunt downstairs will come up to beat you up later."

Duan Feifan was pinched by him and still umbrella a few times again.

"Don't worry," said Jiang Kuo, "I'll go back and ask him."

"Yes!" Duan Feifan said.

Regarding Mr. Jiang, Jiang Kuo didn't really want to be entangled with Duan Feifan, but he just saw that he was a little anxious because of Uncle Duan's condition and wanted to interrupt him.

Of course, not being confused does not mean that Jiang Kuo did not suspect that Duan Feifan and Mr. Jiang had a private deal, but he couldn't ask. If Duan Feifan really agreed to Mr. Jiang, the last floor would definitely be able to keep it without leaking. Otherwise, the old fox would not have handed him such an important thing to pick up people.

But Jiang Kuoxian felt that President Jiang must have known something, and even if he didn't make it clear about Duan Feifan, he would still be tacit.

This makes Jiang Kuo very unhappy.

Their own son was excluded from the camp by his own father and boyfriend.

Where can I go to reason?

"You..." Jiang Kuo lowered his head and wanted Duan Feifan to take a shower and rest, but found that the person had no movement. Sleeping after drinking was indeed a reserved project. Even if he had been chatting with him for a long time, he could still do it after the shock.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Kuo put the back of his head and moved a little apart, trying to get a cushion for him to cushion, but his hand slipped and threw Duan Feifan's head on the sofa.

The edge of the sofa was made of wood, and Duan Feifan knocked on the edge.

Bang!

Jiang Kuo quickly pushed his head in, pretending that nothing happened just now.

To compensate, he went to the house and took out the pillow, which was more comfortable than the cushion.

When he lowered his head and stuffed the pillow into Duan Feifan's head, he touched the back of Duan Feifan's head again.

Still a perfect round back of the head, without any bulge.

Jiang Kuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan Feifan slept very heavily. Jiang Kuo had known him for so long, but it was the first time he saw him sleeping so heavily. Even if he was drunk before, he would wake up in less than an hour or two. Today, he fell down and was knocked on his head.

Jiang Kuo looked at the sales situation today, then read Yang Ke's work report, and then took a shower. After more than two hours of tossing, it had already passed. Duan Feifan's posture had not changed.

"Duan Feifan?" Jiang Kuo patted his face, "Handsome?"

The handsome Duan Feifan did not respond.

Jiang Kuo kissed him on the face, and saw that his waist was twisted a little, and he wanted to push his body straight.

But I pushed it twice without pushing it.

Jiang Kuo sighed, stood up and grabbed Duan Feifan's neckline. This was a familiar move.

He grabbed Duan Feifan's neckline and pulled it up, straightening his body.

This time it was good, his clothes were not torn.

After all, I am Boss Duan and the quality of my clothes is better than before.

After standing up straight, he noticed that Duan Feifan's clothes were from last year.

...Boss Xiaojiang has a clear idea in his hand.

Duan Feifan slept all night this night, and didn't even get up early in the morning. He suddenly jumped up from the sofa at almost nine o'clock.

Jiang Kuo was standing next to the sofa and took his cell phone and prepared to order takeout. When he jumped, Jiang Kuo almost slapped his phone on his face.

"You're not afraid of getting up like this?" Jiang Kuo stared at him.

Duan Feifan was stunned for a while before he seemed to have woken up. He smiled and hugged him, and patted him on the back a few times: "I can't do it, my waist is good."

"Is that right?" Jiang Kuo raised his tone.

"Isn't it?" Duan Feifan pushed his hips and hit him, "Do you have such a poor memory? Xiao Kuokuo?"

"Fuck," Jiang Kuo laughed, "It's early in the morning."

Duan Feifan walked towards the bathroom with a smile: "The most majestic in the early morning."

"...Are you very excited today?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Yeah-heh!" Duan Feifan answered loudly in the bathroom.

Duan Feifan was in a good mood. His little depression yesterday was washed away by the joy of "I have a dad again."

I slept very well last night and had many dreams, all about my childhood. I don’t know if my dad is, I only remember that I am very happy, but I can’t remember what I am happy about.

"Duan Feifan, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Kuo asked outside.

"Eat you." Duan Feifan said.

"Stop talking nonsense," Jiang Kuo pushed open the bathroom door and looked at him, "Put your turbulent waves."

"Eat small wontons." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say it, but just lowered his head and started scattering it on his phone.
To be continued...