False Poor and Real Boss

"you……"

Seeing Xin Rong approaching, Lu Chen's mind went blank, as if his throat was strangled by a big hand, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

"Xin Rong, I...Actually, I'm not..." Lu Chen tried to explain incoherently, but under Xin Rong's gaze, he, who was always eloquent, couldn't even speak fluently.

The calmer Xin Rong acted, the more flustered Lu Chen became.He never thought that he would come out to Xin Rong in such a defenseless situation, and he even kissed that boy just now, so he didn't know if Xin Rong would feel disgusted after seeing it.

"I didn't bother you, did I?"

To his surprise, Xin Rong's tone was not as disgusting or repulsive as he had imagined.He looked at Lu Chen with gentle eyes: "I can understand, you don't have to be so nervous."

"You...don't feel disgusted?" Lu Chen's tone carried anxiety and anticipation that he didn't realize.

"When I was on a business trip abroad, I saw two men on the street—" Xin Rong didn't finish the word "kiss", he pursed his lower lip, and smiled at Lu Chen, "So this kind of It’s more acceptable to me.”

"Is that boy your boyfriend just now?" He asked in a relaxed tone.

Lu Chen quickly denied: "We broke up a long time ago, and I have nothing to do with him now."

Xin Rong said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions, but just looked up at Lu Chen: "Would you like to drink somewhere else?"

Lu Chen glanced at him and nodded.

The two went to a night market food stall that they frequented when they were in college.

The grilled fish on the table was steaming, and the night in early spring was still a bit cold. Xin Rong wrapped her coat tightly, looked at the row of beer bottles in front, and said with a smile, "Can you drink so much?"

"It's just beer. I can drink two dozen." Lu Chen pried off the bottle cap, poured a glass for Xin Rong, and poured the rest into his own glass.

"Are you still worried about my drinking capacity?" He squinted at Xin Rong.

Xin Rong smiled, but didn't speak.

"You... don't you want to ask me anything?" Lu Chen looked at Xin Rong's face covered with heat, and said softly.

Xin Rong gave a pause to the hand holding the grilled fish. He raised his eyes and said with a light smile, "What do you want me to ask?"

Lu Chen looked at him with desperate stubbornness in his eyes: "For example, why do I like men? Or, when did you start liking men?"

Lu Chen's eyes made him feel strange.Xin Rong lowered her eyes, ignored the strangeness in her heart, and said calmly, "I thought you didn't necessarily want to tell me, after all, this is your private life."

Lu Chen laughed "heh", he took a big sip of beer, looked at the busy street in the distance, and slowly closed his eyes: "Xin Rong, you are my best friend, I didn't dare to tell you before because I was afraid After you know, we don't even have to be friends."

After all, in his perception, Xin Rong has a conservative style and is a straight steel man, so it is very likely that he cannot accept the fact that his best friend is gay.

"It seems that I am very pedantic in your eyes." Xin Rong smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I think too much."

Lu Chen sighed softly, with unspeakable regret and regret in his tone.If he could have known earlier that Xin Rong did not reject two men being together, if he had expressed his feelings for Xin Rong before Xie Zhihan appeared, if...

Lu Chen secretly clenched his fists and ordered himself to stop delusional thinking.

"Does your family... know about this?" After a long silence, Xin Rong still asked.

"My dad knows a little bit, but he always thought I was joking. In addition, in order to confuse his sight, I was not taboo between men and women for a while. He scolded me twice, and then he didn't bother to care about it."

Xin Rong nodded. The Lu family has such a large family business. If the heir is revealed to like men, it will definitely have a great impact on the stock price.Even if he could survive the preliminary pressure of public opinion, with Uncle Lu's character, he probably wouldn't be able to accept his son being with a man.

He used to think that Lu Chen was naturally romantic and loose, and liked to be merciful everywhere, but he didn't know that he showed such an unscrupulous appearance to cover up his sexuality.Thinking of this, he sympathized with Lu Chen instead.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Lu Chen didn't miss the change in Xin Rong's eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth, half a smile: "Do you think I'm a little pitiful, and want to care for you?"

Xin Rong shook his head helplessly, and lowered his head to eat the fish.

"Hey, don't be so indifferent, at least give me a hug." Lu Chen moved the chair over and sat next to Xin Rong, with his shoulders close to him.

This action carried a sense of temptation that Xin Rong didn't realize.Seeing that the man didn't resent his approach, Lu Chen's expression relaxed, and he seemed to unintentionally put his arms around Xin Rong's shoulders.

"Okay, I'll just treat it as you comforting me." He briefly shook hands on Xin Rong's shoulders, and then released them quickly with a smile on his face.

Xin Rong didn't pay attention to these details, and only ordered some grilled fish with chopsticks: "Okay, don't just drink, eat something."

The two ate grilled fish, drank wine, and chatted, and it was late at night before they knew it.

Most of the beer on the table was settled by Lu Chen. Xin Rong drank a few bottles with him. He was not as drunk as Lu Chen, only slightly tipsy.

Lu Chen called the driver to drive, he was so drunk that he couldn't walk steadily, so Xin Rong and the driver helped him into the back seat.Xin Rong also drank and was unable to drive, so they went home together in his car.On the way, Lu Chen got out of the car and vomited once. He was much more awake, but he was still not in good spirits. He leaned on Xin Rong's shoulder with drooping eyelids.

The driver sent Xin Rong home first, and when he arrived at the gate of the villa courtyard, Xin Rong was about to get out of the car when Lu Chen grabbed his sleeves.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Lu Chen's face in confusion.

Lu Chen's handsome face was sunk in the shadow of the carriage, he looked at Xin Rong, pursed his lips a few times, and finally suppressed the untimely impulse in his heart.

"Thank you for drinking with me today." He said as relaxedly as possible.

"It's nothing, between friends, it should be." Xin Rong closed the car door: "Be careful when you go home by yourself."

"En." Lu Chen's brows showed a trace of depression, and he leaned back on the leather chair back.

Xin Rong watched the black Audi drive into the night before turning around and entering the villa.Xin Mi has already fallen asleep, and only left him a floor lamp in the living room.Xin Rong looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, it was strange that he didn't feel sleepy tonight.

Not knowing what to think, he took out his phone and glanced at it.Only then did he realize that until now his mobile phone had been quiet, without any WeChat messages.

After being bombarded by someone's WeChat for several nights in a row, before going to bed, the man's voice was in his ears. Now that man has really calmed down, Xin Rong is not used to it.

He logged into WeChat and looked at it. The call record stayed at 10:30 last night, and the last one was Yan Fei's good night message from a cartoon character.Xin Rong looked at the funny cartoon expression, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

After thinking about it, he clicked on Moments.

Coincidentally, the latest one happened to be posted by Yan Fei.

——Unfortunately, I hit a prop during a night scene, my poor ankle!

Xin Rong frowned slightly looking at the glaring bruises in the photo.

he got hurt?No wonder there is no message today...

As a friend, Xin Rong felt that he had an obligation to greet him.

After hesitating for a moment, Xin Rong made a call.

After the beep sounded for less than three seconds, Yan Fei's deep and pleasant voice sounded from the other end.

"Hey?"

"Hi, I'm Xin Rong."

Yan Fei was amused by his serious tone: "I know you are Xin Rong, I saved your number."

Xin Rong said "hmm", "I saw you...you seem to be injured?"

Yan Fei's "injured" leg was lying carelessly across the coffee table. Hearing Xin Rong's question, he immediately withdrew his leg, and his tone was a little weak: "Yes, I knocked on the foot of the hospital bed during filming. , It hurts like hell, and it’s still swollen to this day.”

"Have you been to the hospital?"

Yan Fei laughed: "I was filming in the hospital, do you think I have watched it?"

"Oh, I forgot that."

Xin Rong glanced at the time on the wall, probably because of the alcohol, his eyelids gradually became heavy.

"It's getting late, you should go to rest." He said softly.

It was rare that Xin Rong took the initiative to contact him, and Yan Fei wanted to chat with him a little more, but he didn't expect the man to hang up so soon.

"Wait, Mr. Xin!"

"Anything else?"