Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

Xiao Jinyu and Miss Ma stayed in the box for about an hour before finally waiting for Wei Yiran to come back.

He tried his best to straighten his back, and because of his leg disease, his posture was unavoidably crooked when walking, which made her feel distressed when she saw him.

Before Wei Yiran could approach, Little Goldfish had already run over to support him.

Wei Yiran's hands were a little cold.

She looks up at him. The expression on Wei Yiran's face was light, with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, all his emotions were hidden, she couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

Xiao Jinyu felt that the matter should be settled, because when they left, Huo Chenghong's bodyguard sent them off. The bodyguard was serious before, but this time he smiled and greeted: "I will ask Brother Wei to take care of me in the future."

Wei Yiran also smiled: "Where is it, I am new here, and I need more advice from my brothers."

Little Goldfish listened quietly, feeling more certain in his heart that the matter was settled.

But why Wei Yiran acted so calmly? Isn't it ecstatic that the long-awaited thing has finally come true? …Maybe they are quiet and good at hiding emotions.

She heard from Wei Yiran that there are many rules for being a human being, and learning to hide your thoughts is one of the rules.

On the way home, Wei Yiran didn't say a word, staying very silent.

The little goldfish held back and didn't ask why.

As soon as the car arrived at the door, Huang Ming couldn't wait to come out to meet them.

Huang Ming didn't look forward and backward like little goldfish, and asked, "How is it? Has Huo Chenghong agreed to let you take over the entertainment city?"

Wei Yiran shook his head indifferently, and walked straight inside.

Huang Ming chased after him, and asked eagerly, "How's the talk going? You've been away for so long! If he didn't have the intention, why did he invite you to dinner?"

After asking a few words without getting a response, he turned his head impatiently and asked the little goldfish: "What about you? Are you making any progress with Mr. Huo? Has he expressed anything?"

The little goldfish was even more confused, "I haven't even talked to him..."

Huang Ming slapped his thigh, hating that iron can't make steel: "What's the matter with you two?! You didn't get anything done, did you go sightseeing!"

"Don't talk about him like that..." Xiao Jinyu helped Wei Yiran speak, "It's not easy for him outside."

He has to look at people's faces, he has to make up for his smile, and he has to deal with those words that are hidden in the bureaucratic greetings. Xiao Jinyu really feels that Wei Yiran has worked hard.

Huang Ming rolled his eyes, "Yes, yes, it's not easy for him! It's not easy for him to go out to eat and drink!"

The little goldfish pouted unhappily, "It's just not easy."

"Forget it, I won't argue with you idiot..." Huang Ming was discouraged, and went into the room to look for Wei Yiran.

Wei Yiran was sitting in the living room, pressing his legs lightly, seeing Huang Ming and Xiao Jinyu walking in one after the other, and said, "Pack up your things, we are moving these few days, Master Huo gave us a house Give me."

When Huang Ming heard this, he immediately beamed with joy!

"Huo Chenghong really appreciates you?! He really trusts you to take over the entertainment city? Are you considered developed like this? Are you counted? Ah? Hahaha! Will those people call you Wei Guanshi in the future? Thinking about it makes me happy! ..."

A series of words spit out from Huang Ming's mouth, like spitting out grape skins after eating grapes.

Wei Yiran's face was always cold.

Huang Ming laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you happy and silly?"

Wei Yiran shook his head lightly: "He didn't mention the entertainment city, he just...wanted to invite me to be the auctioneer under the name of the Huo Group."

Huang Ming's smiling face stiffened and he froze.

"Shoot... the auctioneer?"

Wei Yiran lowered his head, slowly rubbed the acupuncture points on his legs with his palms, and said in a low voice, "Yes, the auctioneer."

Going around, it turns out...it's just the auctioneer.

It's like rushing to a five-star hotel to recommend yourself as the head chef. The boss gave him an approving look and said, "You wash the dishes very well. Come to me to wash the dishes."

A self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of Wei Yiran's mouth...

He was only in his early twenties, and he was limping, how could Huo Chenghong hand over such a huge entertainment city to him?

It's... how naive and ridiculous.