BOSS, Luck is Coming!

After eating and drinking tea, Yin Shu sat peacefully on the sofa, showing no sign of leaving.

"President Yin, it's nine o'clock, should you go back?" Qi Yi reminded.

Yin Shu seemed to be embedded in the sofa, very firm. He looked at Qi Yi, his eyes lingering, reluctant to leave.

"..." Don't think that he will feel soft when he shows this expression, "You go back, we still don't want to see each other again."

"Qi Yi," Yin Shu got up and walked in front of him, "Why do you want to reject me in a hurry? Even if we can't be lovers, can we not even be friends?"

friend? After Yin Shu's confession, Qi Yi knew that they might never return to a normal friendship. It's not that Qi Yi is narcissistic, he feels that he should be Yin Shu's first and only person who can approach his heart in the past 20 or 30 years. With this man's temperament, once his heart beats, he will never let go. Therefore, Qi Yi would not believe what he said about being friends.

"Yin Shu, we can't be lovers, nor can we be friends again." He resolutely said, "I just hope you can stay away from me, and don't talk again in the future."

Yin Shu didn't expect Qi Yi to be so unsympathetic to him. To be honest, he was a little hurt.

"You hate gay? Can't accept homosexuality?"

"Yes." Qi Yi replied coldly, "It's annoying."

"I don't believe it." Yin Shu stepped forward. When Qi Yi wanted to back up, he grabbed his arm and repeated it again in a positive tone, "I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it?" Qi Yi looked at him, "Many people in the world cannot accept homosexuality. Is it strange that I don't accept it?"

"I don't know about other people, but you definitely won't." Yin Shu pressed him hard against the wall and whispered in his ear, "At least you don't hate me, and you don't hate my closeness."

He bit his ear, leaned against his neck, hot breath dripping through his skin.

Qi Yi couldn't get rid of it, so he had to stay calm as much as possible: "I don't hate it because I didn't know you had this kind of thoughts to me before."

"What do you think?" Yin Shu's voice was hoarse, with temptation, "Want to hug you, kiss you, overwhelm you, possess you, and leave my traces on your body?"

Qi Yi's face was hot, staring at him speechlessly.

"Qi Yi, I will give you time to think about it, it doesn't matter how long it takes." Yin Shu said again, "but don't alienate me, leave me alone, if one day I find myself'out of favor', I will go crazy."

Out of favor? Dare to use the words correctly? When did he "spoil" him?

Yin Shu slowly moved closer, Qi Yi turned his head away, and kissed the corner of his mouth, landing on his face.

Yin Shu said, "If you don't let me kiss, I won't leave."

Have you agreed to give him time to think about it? What is going on with this shameless act of shame? !

"Please."

"what?"

"Be a polite and graceful president, and get rid of me gracefully."

Yin Shu got out, but after a forced kiss, he got out very ugly.

Qi Yi covered his red and swollen lips, annoyed and helpless.

Why does this unlucky man have to hold on to him? Don’t know this is a painful road? Gender is not a big deal at all. The tragedy begins when you truly engage in feelings.

If Qi Yi didn't know his fate, he would probably not resist Yin Shu's feelings. With his almost rogue offensive, one day he would be unable to withstand it. Although he was a little shocked at first, but after calming down, he realized that this man did occupy a lot of weight in his heart. He doesn't know if this is considered love, but at least it has surpassed friendship.

"It's really troublesome..." This is the first time Qi Yi has encountered such a dilemma in his life.

After that day, Yin Shu sent text messages from time to time, and he didn't know where he learned the emoji, acting like a coquettish and cute, and doing everything he could.

Qi Yi won't reply, but if he doesn't reply more than five times, Yin Shu will make a urging call, and he won't stop automatically shutting down if he doesn't make a call. As a last resort, Qi Yi could only answer him a few words intermittently.

Photos on Weibo are still increasing. Qi Yi’s home has been changed beyond recognition by someone. Photos of the two are placed everywhere in the room. Yin Shu dominates the master bedroom grandiosely, waiting for Qi Yi to come back with him. Share the warm quilt.

"Qi Yi, I have investigated that woman." Ke Shaoyu handed a stack of documents to him, frowning, "There is nothing suspicious."

Not suspicious? how is this possible? Qi Yi's result materials are read page by page.

"Bi Jia is a model, 22 years old, from an innocent background. Before meeting my dad, she hadn't even had a boyfriend. She has simple relationships and is relatively low-key." Ke Shaoyu said, "If the information is correct, this The woman is not bad. But why should she be my dad’s mistress? She can find a young Xiaokai to be her boyfriend."

Qi Yi picked up a few photos at the back of the profile and looked at it, and asked: "Can her photos be searched online?"

"Yes, what do you want to do?"

"Look at it." Qi Yi and Ke Shaoyu came to the study together, turned on the computer, and searched for Bi Jia's photos.

Qi Yi browsed one by one, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "Did your father and her be together for less than half a year?"

Ke Shaoyu nodded: "Yes, she and my dad only met four months ago."

"Then find a way to verify the dna of this woman and Bi Jia's parents. The'Bi Jia' your dad knows may not be the real Bi Jia."

"What?" Ke Shaoyu asked in surprise, "You mean, this woman has assumed Bi Jia's identity?"

"Yes."

"How did you see it?" Ke Shaoyu carefully looked at the photos on the Internet, but didn't see anything unusual.

Photography equipment can capture ghosts, but ordinary people can't see it. But Yin Shu is an exception. His ghost energy can even be seen by ordinary people in photos and videos, but what they see is only a dim color, but Qi Yi can clearly see the form of ghost energy.

Bi Jia's photos half a year ago were almost ghost-free, but the photos half a year later, without exception, were full of ghosts. Even if Bi Jia had accumulated ghost energy every day in the past six months, there should be a process of accumulating less and more, and it was impossible to suddenly become so rich.

So Qi Yi affirmed that Bi Jia six months ago and six months later was definitely not the same person. A person's appearance can be changed, but a ghost can't.

Regarding Ke Shaoyu's question, Qi Yi naturally couldn't tell directly.

He pointed to his eyes and replied: "Not only can I know the prophet, but I also have a pair of golden eyes."

Ke Shaoyu: So should he believe it or not?

Qi Yi saw his hesitation, and said: "Save these questions for later. Your movements must be quickened. I think she will be disadvantageous to your dad in these few days."

Ke Shaoyu thought seriously for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll check it again."

It's about the safety of his family, and Ke Shaoyu doesn't think Qi Yi will talk about it. No matter how many questions he has in his mind, investigating the woman's affairs is what he should do.

Qi Yi picked up a secret photo in the profile and looked at it. The woman on it was a little bit more ghostly than two days ago, faintly revealing an uncomfortable sense of depression.

"Shao Yu, send a few more people to protect your family secretly, just in case." Qi Yi couldn't help but reminded again.

The ghost spirit in Ke Shaoyu's body is also deepening, not only with Yin Shu's influence, but also with the bad luck that the woman brings. When Ke Shaoyu is by his side, he can keep him safe, but after leaving, I am afraid that he can't take care of it. Yin Shu is stronger than him. The ghost of Yin Shu can deceive people from a long distance, but his luck can only benefit those close at hand.

Ke Shaoyu was a little frightened by Qi Yi's words, didn't dare to waste time any more, and hurriedly left to re-investigate the woman's affairs.

Qi Yi thought for a while, and felt that Yin Shu could not be allowed to mess with him at this time. Ke Shaoyu was his friend. If someone had a bad luck because of someone's cautious anger, he would feel bad.

The best way to soothe Yinshu is to follow the hair, but Qi Yi can't blatantly show good.

Then... "Encircle Wei and save Zhao" is fine.

Qi Yi dialed a number: "Zhuze? This is Qi Yi, do you have time to come out for a drink at night? Well, well, at 8 o'clock, see you in Qing."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Yi silently lit a candle to Zhu Ze: Temporarily borrow your body to eliminate disasters and prevent them. Don't worry, he will not let your Excellency be unlucky.

Zhu Ze was a friend he met when he was studying floral art. He was a bold and carefree person. He was a simple fellow who was least likely to be entangled by ghosts.

Therefore, President Yin knew that Qi Yi had invited a man to the bar to drink, and he had an intimate manner and an ambiguous attitude.

He naturally cannot tolerate other people's infringement of his rights. Before catching Qi Yi, any dangerous males and females must be vigilant.

Yin Shu rushed to the bar and found Qi Yi sitting in the corner in the flurry of demons.

He squinted his eyes and shot straight at the man sitting next to Qi Yi. He looked a little familiar, so he didn't even look like Ke Shaoyu. Yin Shu felt that he was not threatening, and was about to go over to say hello, but saw that the man put his hand on Qi Yi's shoulder and approached his ear to talk affectionately, his mouth was about to touch his face! But Qi Yi didn't resist, and showed a happy smile on his face.

Yin Shu's anger went up tremblingly, violently.

At the same time, Qi Yi immediately found that a dark purple ghost appeared on Zhu Ze's body. Obviously, someone is nearby at the moment, and the hatred is transferred to Zhu Ze.

Qi Yi calmly patted Zhu Ze’s shoulder, poured him a glass of wine, and said sincerely: "I’ll treat him tonight. You can drink as much as you like. It doesn’t matter how expensive you order. It doesn’t matter if you are drunk. I."

Zhu Ze smiled heartily: "You are really a friend, then I'm not welcome. It is said that a small glass of Qingba wine costs three thousand. I will taste it today."

"No problem." Qi Yi snapped his fingers and said generously, "r, serve wine!"

A flower appeared on Zhu Ze's face, completely unaware that a cloud of dark clouds was approaching him.