Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Duan Congzhi's first reaction was that Qin Ke would actually call?

Of course Qin Ke would make phone calls, but Qin Ke made calls to explain work or arrangements. Most of the time, he called the secretary's assistant. It was concise and clear, and the instructions were delivered in an orderly manner. They only had to follow them.

To a certain extent, it is very worry-free with a boss like Qin Ke. He has taken all the responsibilities and never asks anyone to take the blame.

Duan Congzhi didn't know why he would call now.

He hesitated for a moment and connected the phone.

"Hello?" He lowered his head subconsciously, avoiding Lin Yu's sight.

"You knew already."

"I know." Duan Congzhi didn't want to hide Qin Ke. He must have known Qin Ke when he came here today, but he didn't expect Qin Ke to take the initiative to raise this matter.

Since he is not taboo, Duan Congzhi is even more worthwhile as a person who may be used because of his life experience: "When did you know it?"

"four years ago."

Four years ago, he was only sixteen. Qin Ke checked his identity so early?

What was he doing at that time? He was worrying about his liking for Qin Ke, yes, that's the kind of sweet trouble that was sour and uncomfortable.

Although he didn't say it, he actually admired Qin Ke, not only like it, but also admired it. Qin Ke knows everything, he can't, and Qin Ke will teach him, taking the trouble to teach him.

These are all based on the fact that Qin Ke is six years older than him. Now, it is also because of their age difference. When he still didn't understand anything, Qin Ke had already checked it.

But thinking about his previous life, Qin Ke didn't do anything until he died.

What about after his death?

After his death, he couldn't know too much, except for everything he saw with his own eyes, there were only scattered clues in that book, and the Lin family was not mentioned in that book.

This shouldn't be. The Qin family, Wei family, and Ye family have all mentioned it, and it is unlikely that the Lin family will not be shown.

but.

The Lin family may already exist, no longer exists.

It's not that there are no people, but that as a family with profound and influential heritage, it no longer exists.

Has Qin Ke started? because of him?

This should be what Old Man Qin would like to see. His death is undoubtedly a good excuse. Perhaps this was not the original intention of Old Man Qin taking him back, but the subsequent windfall should be satisfactory to him.

Was anyone in the Qin family involved in that matter? In other words, does Qin Ke know?

Duan Congzhi was a bit cold, and he didn't know when he hung up the phone, so he sent Lin Yu back to Xingyun and agreed to come back three days later.

Lin Yu said, "Shao Duan comes here again with such a big fanfare. We are afraid that our relationship will be known to everyone."

To be honest, Duan Congzhi didn't hate Lin Yu, but he didn't want to have a relationship with him, let alone let others know their relationship. He nodded: "I'll change the car."

Lin Yu shook his head: "No, I can trust Shao Duan's character. Just take the report and tell me the result."

It's not a question of trustworthiness, but Duan Congzhi doesn't have to hide from him, so he might as well speak a little bit obediently.

Duan Congzhi also knew it well, let him get out of the car, but he didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go home now. After driving aimlessly on the road for ten minutes, he turned around and went to the company.

Duan Congzhi basically went to the company for class in the morning, and it was a bit strange to come over in the middle of the afternoon. Everyone in the office was busy, and they all said hello when they saw him.

"Brother Xiao Duan."

Duan Congzhi nodded and walked straight to the lounge. Xue Ping saw him stop him and said something.

"You are just right. "Performing Life" is broadcast on the third day of the third day. You have to set off to prepare for the Lantern Festival Gala on the seventh day of the day. Although it is a collective performance, you are in a separate position. It is considered a solo performance. There is no cooperation. Just pay attention to your position. Eight sets off and grinds with them, is it okay?"

Duan Congzhi nodded mechanically

Xue Ping felt a little wrong and put away his schedule: "What's wrong with you?"

Duan Congzhi shook his head and did not answer: "I will stay alone for a while."

He finished speaking and went into the lounge.

Xue Ping stared at him for a while, and then started looking for cats all over the world.

After finding it under a green fortune tree, he picked it up, and put a handful of it on its head regardless of the general will of Orange, and then sent it to the lounge.

Duan Congzhi lay on the rocking chair thinking about life, the door was opened a crack, and Mr. Orange came in meowing.

Duan Congzhi beckoned to it, and Ju always took a non-standard cat step, walked to him, made a light leap, and then fell heavily on Duan Congzhi.

Duan Congzhi barked his teeth, sat up, and punished two hairs upside down.

Qin Ke called again, two calls in one day, it was too rare.

Duan Congzhi picked it up and heard him say: "At night."

Duan Congzhi just said, go to him at night.

If it is normal, Duan Congzhi will deliberately say something that makes him difficult to answer, but today he has no such interest. He asked softly: "Qin Ke, will you harm me?"

"will not."

Qin Ke said, Duan Congzhi believed it, and he always did what he said.

Duan Congzhi lay down again holding Mr. Orange, and said half-truth: "I have been dreaming recently..."

"Dreaming that I will die in two years."

"After I died, you found one..."

Duan Cong said as he beat the cat, he suddenly felt something wrong in his hand. He stopped talking and took a closer look. Mr. Orange's head was bald.

Duan Congzhi hugged the orange and sat up quickly, and said, "You found a little cat, and hold it every day."

For some reason, he didn't want to tell what he saw.

Qin Ke probably didn't expect him to say that. He didn't know if he understood the meaning of "kitten", and he paused for a while and said, "No."

Duan Congzhi thought, of course not, you are looking for a person, or a cute and clingy little fairy.

"Nothing? I won't find a kitten? I'm not there anymore, who knows if you can find it?" He tilted his head to hold the phone, holding the orange in his hands, looking left and right, and found that he was really bald .

Qin Ke said: "You will not die."

Ju always seemed to be very dissatisfied with his behavior. Duan Congzhi put it on his lap, touched it two comfortably, carefully avoided the top of his head, and started scratching his chin: "What if?"

Qin Ke didn't say that there was no such thing as a case, he could only confirm what he could confirm.

"Make arrangements for Qin's house and look for you."

His tone was flat and his voice was as indifferent as before, as if this search was really just looking for, not a meeting with Huangquan.

Duan Congzhi was stunned for a moment, he knew Qin Ke had done it.

He became more and more puzzled that the content of that book was real? He has not found Wei Zhizhi until now. Even if it is true, if he does not die, will the following things happen?

Even if it is really dead, will the next thing happen?

He is now extremely convinced that Qin Ke likes him.

It is unbelievable for people like Qin Ke to say that he will like someone. If he says that he will meet someone who loves someone, then there is probably no dedicated person in this world.

Duan Congzhi's mood was a little better, but he didn't let go, and whispered: "Liar."

Qin Ke made no excuses.

Mr. Orange had already started to roll his belly, meowing quietly. Duan Congzhi touched his white belly one after another, his eyes gradually emptying, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After being silent for a while, Duan Congzhi said: "You come to pick me up."

"Great."

Duan Congzhi hugged Mr. Orange and went out, he lifted the cat up: "Mr. Orange seems to be bald."

Contemporary young people are always particularly sensitive to bald characters. Duan Cong said, everyone stopped their work and gathered their eyes. Anyway, it was about to get off work, and everyone came to watch.

The cat's hair is so dense that it doesn't feel much to just look at the head. No matter how bald, there is more hair than human hair, but compared with the hair on the body, the top of the head seems really thin.

The difference is probably the midsummer and early fall of a meadow.

"It really is……"

Everyone looked at each other, and then began to accuse each other.

"It must be Xiaojie."

"It's not me. I only used it for a day. Besides, I don't touch my head. I think it's Weiwei."

Speaking of touching their heads, everyone stopped arguing and thought of another person...

"How do I think it's Brother Xue?"

Others would hold Mr. Orange in his arms, and he was the only one who squeezed a handful of it on his head every time, and that hand was still visibly hard.

After solving the case, Duan Congzhi couldn't laugh or cry, so he found Mr. Orange a little hat to put on to save his little bald head.

He counted the time was almost up, so he went downstairs.

Duan Congzhi got into the car properly, but as soon as the door closed, he rushed into Qin Ke's arms. Qin Ke stiffened slightly and reminded him: "Seat belt."

Of course, you can’t wear a seat belt in this way, but Duan Congzhi ignored him and sat on him.

Qin Ke darkened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Congzhi."

Duan Congzhi stayed unmoved and sat straddling him. The driver was extremely focused, only treating himself as a deaf and blind.

Qin Ke raised the baffle.

Duan Congzhi just sat on his lap, leaning on his shoulder.

Qin Ke didn't persuade him anymore. He relaxed slightly to make Duan Congzhi lean more comfortably, and at the same time stretched out his arm to hug him to avoid any accident. He could not sit still.

Duan Congzhi hugged his waist with both hands, leaned on his shoulders to find a comfortable posture, and asked him, "Is Lin Hong really my father?"

"not necessarily."

Hearing what he said, Duan Congzhi felt a little more comfortable, and then said: "What if? What should I do?"

Qin Ke said, "You don't want to admit that no one is forcing you."

Duan Congzhi raised his head, his neck a bit tired in this posture, but he still looked at Qin Ke and asked, "What about you?"

"will not."

Duan Congzhi said, "Don't you want the Lin family?"

"you want?"

"Do you want it?" Duan Congzhi refused to answer as they said tongue twisters. He just wanted to know Qin Ke's attitude.

Qin Ke looked down at him: "The Qin family doesn't need it."

Duan Congzhi lowered his head again and drilled into his arms. They pressed closer together. After a while, Duan Congzhi said dullly, "I hate him."

This him is naturally Lin Hong. Obviously I haven't seen him, I don't like him, I can't say there is any deep hatred, but Duan Congzhi just doesn't like him.

"Ok."

Qin Ke stroked the back of his neck, Duan Congzhi narrowed his eyes comfortably, rubbed his shoulders, his voice lazily, but what he said was not the case at all.

"If so, can I hit him with a sack?"

Qin Ke hesitated for a moment: "Yes."

What it means is that if he beats Qin Ke, he will give him money.

After all, Lin Hong is the head of the Lin family, even the Qin family, this matter is not so easy to solve. But if Duan Congzhi really did it, Qin Ke would definitely protect him.

Duan Congzhi was amused by his serious attitude. He was playing with his shirt button with one hand. It seemed to be accusing him, but his voice was elongated and looked a little soft: "Why are you doing this? Anything is fine, is there any bottom line? Up?"

Qin Ke clasped his messy hand, did not speak, there was a rare soft emotion in his eyes, his bottom line was Duan Congzhi.

The author has something to say: Ke: One kitten is enough

Tip: You must wear a seat belt when sitting in the back seat. Don’t learn from the little brother. It’s wrong to sit on someone’s lap