Yun Wan nestled in Li Hanxiao's arms and looked at the incomparably funny Yin Chi. She couldn't help laughing.
Li Hanxiao lowered his head and glanced at her curved cheek. He was in a good mood and added.
"In addition to the six figure bonus compensation, I'll give you another week's paid vacation. In this way, you can completely make up for your broken heart?"
Yin Chi was almost happy. He felt sad, sad, angry and angry.
All at this moment, dissipated in the invisible.
In the face of money and holidays, his bad mood is a fart.
Yin Chi grinned, almost dumbfounded, and shook his head at Li Hanxiao.
"Li Shao, I am not sad anymore. I have completely and thoroughly made up for my broken heart... Li Shao, I love you so much. I will work for you for a hundred years..."
Li Hanxiao said, "OK, don't be poor. Hurry up and don't disturb our sleep."
Yin Chi nodded and bowed, his happy eyes narrowed into a seam.
"Hey, hey, I'm leaving now."
Before leaving, he scratched the crack in the door and winked at Yun Wan.
"Miss Yun, next time you get angry, don't forget me. I'll make you happy. My bald head has always been there and will never disappear."
"You're on call. I'm sure I won't be absent."
Yun Wan's smiling mouth hurt a little. Oh, my God, this Yin Chi is so funny.
At the first meeting, she also felt that Yin Chi was a high-quality elite cold-blooded man.
Who knows, his essence is clearly a funny comedian.
Li Hanxiao stared at Yin Chi, who dared not stay any longer. He slammed the door shut, dressed in Li Shao's clothes, was in a happy mood, and left the apartment humming a song.
He took a taxi and left, feeling his bald head happily.
"I didn't expect that this bald head would be of such use one day. I'm born with a natural talent. This is a treasure given to me by God..."
The taxi driver glanced at Yin chi from the rearview mirror.
He kindly whispered, "Sir, why don't you go to the hospital?"