False Poor and Real Boss

Hearing the word "Fei Yan", the smile on Lu Chen's face became stiff.

"Since she is your sister, why do your surnames—"

"Cousin." Yan Fei smiled calmly.

"I see."

No wonder the two of them look so similar. Lu Chen recalled the barrage he saw on the video site before, and looked at Yan Fei suspiciously.

"You and your cousin look quite alike."

"Yes, others say that we are like brothers and sisters."

Yan Fei blinked, and moved Xin Rong a little towards her without showing any signs.

"Then I'll take Boss Xin home first, my sister is still waiting at home."

Lu Chen watched Xin Rong fall into his arms helplessly.

"Why didn't your sister come?"

"She's not feeling well, so let me come pick up Mr. Xin." Yan Fei held Xin Rong's waist tightly with one hand, and held his arm with the other.Xin Rong was so drunk that she was unconscious, she leaned softly in his arms, and subconsciously grabbed the hem of his chest.

"I'm leaving first, and I'll talk to Mr. Lu later."

Lu Chen couldn't find a reason for Xin Rong to stay, not to mention that Yan Fei was Xin Rong's brother-in-law, standing here, he became the most redundant one.

He watched Yan Fei help Xin Rong to the passenger seat.

"Fasten your seat belt." Lu Chen said worriedly.

It's not your turn to worry about my man!Yan Fei cursed in his heart, still with a gentle and harmless smile on his face, carefully fastened Xin Rong's seat belt.

"Boss Lu, goodbye."

Back in the driver's seat, Yan Fei waved to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen stood under the streetlight and nodded expressionlessly.

Seeing him deflated made Yan Fei very happy.He stepped on the clutch, accelerated the gas, and the car quickly drove onto the wide main road.

After seeing an unsightly figure in the rearview mirror, Yan Fei let out a sigh of relief.

It can be regarded as bringing Xin Rong out without any risk.

He was driving the car, occasionally turning his head to look at Xin Rong.

The man leaned quietly on the back of the chair, his profile was sharp, his cheeks were reddish, and his thick eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on his eyelids.

"Boss Xin?" He couldn't help calling him.

He yelled, but Xin Rong didn't respond, so he yelled again.

"Boss Xin?"

"Huh?" Xin Rong opened his eyes in a daze.

"I'm here to pick you up." Yan Fei raised the corner of his mouth.

Xin Rong let out an "oh", muttered something, and closed her eyes again.

After arriving home, Xin Rong was still in a daze.

Yan Fei felt that his appearance was unbelievably cute, he was not at all indifferent and serious as usual, but sat there obediently and let him manipulate him.

"Boss Xin, let me wipe your face for you."

Yan Fei took a wet towel and sat next to Xin Rong.

"Can you sit upright?"

Xin Rong, who was crooked on the sofa, swayed and tried to sit up straight.

Yan Fei was so amused by him that he couldn't help laughing. He took Xin Rong's arm, wiped his face carefully, and wiped his neck and arms for him.

"Hot..." Xin Rong half-closed her eyes, and suddenly began to pull at the collar of her shirt.

"Okay, I'll untie it for you." Like a little wife, Yan Fei immediately threw the towel aside, and thoughtfully unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.

This person buttoned the top button every time, how could he not be hot?

After unbuttoning it, Xin Rong felt much more comfortable.He hiccupped, opened his eyes, and looked at the crystal lamp above his head in a daze.

Where is he now?

A handsome face appeared in the field of vision.

The young man looked at him with a smile.

"Mr. Xin, shall I make you some hangover tea?"

Oh, so he went back to the villa.But how did he come back?I remember drinking with Lu Chen at the bar just now...

"Boss Xin?"

Xin Rong's eyes fell on the young man's face, and he nodded slowly.

"Okay, make it thicker."

"Yup."

Yan Fei cheerfully went to make hangover tea.

After making hangover tea, Yan Fei returned to the living room and found that Xin Rong was no longer on the sofa.

Holding the teapot in his hand, he looked around suspiciously, but found no sign of Xin Rong.

"Boss Xin, are you in the bedroom?"

He stood at the door of the master bedroom on the first floor and knocked tentatively.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed, and the bed inside was tidy, and there was no trace of Xin Rong's presence.

Yan Fei gave a bewildered "Huh", and went to the study to look again, but still couldn't find Xin Rong.

He stood there, thinking for a few seconds, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind.

Putting down the teapot and pushing open the door to the backyard, sure enough, a figure sat quietly on the wicker chair behind the flower stand.

Xin Rong turned her back to him, raised her head, and was looking at the night sky.

He looked very intently, as if thinking about something.

Yan Fei didn't want to disturb him, but she had to.

He walked over lightly and sat down beside Xin Rong.

"Boss Xin, do you still want to drink hangover tea?"

Xin Rong heard his voice, lowered his gaze, and shook his head.

"No, I'm sober now."

His side face was hidden in the shadow of the street lamp, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

From the beginning of knowing him, this man's brows seem to have rarely been stretched.

Yan Fei looked at him with a concerned expression: "Drinking so much wine... Is there anything unhappy today?"

Xin Rong lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"A matter at home?" Yan Fei could only tentatively guess.

Xin Rong still didn't answer him.

Yan Fei sighed inwardly, rubbing his forehead in distress.

Forget it, don't say it if you don't say it, anyway, he is by his side.

"Boss Xin, is it cold? How about I get you a coat?"

Xin Rong shook his head.

Yan Fei couldn't find anything to talk about, so he had to sit silently on the bench with him.Just when he thought the two of them were going to sit down for such a long time, Xin Rong suddenly spoke.

"Why are you... so happy every day?"

Yan Fei was surprised.

"Am I... am I happy every day?"

"Yeah, I'm very passionate about everything, and the little things make you happy. Why?"

Yan Fei was very sure that the confusion on Xin Rong's face was not feigned, but genuinely puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't know, I have been like this since I was a child." Yan Fei frowned, and carefully recalled her own growth experience: "Maybe it has something to do with family education, my parents are relatively enlightened, and the education method is very loose , so I have a more optimistic personality.”

Xin Rong nodded.

"You like men, do they know that too?"

Yan Fei didn't expect that he would ask this question, he froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

"You know, my mother found out when I was a teenager, and she cried a lot, but in the end she was very tolerant. My dad was even better, and encouraged me not to feel inferior."

"I thought your family was very traditional..."

Yan Fei was afraid that he would become suspicious, so he quickly said: "It's true that my family is very poor, but my parents are quite open-minded, and they don't ask me to be famous just because I am poor. It's just that I am more filial and want to earn more money for them to spend. , that's why it was before... well, you understand."

Xin Rong let out a "huh".

Another moment of silence.

"I'm hungry."

Suddenly, Xin Rong spoke.

Yan Fei looked at Xin Rong in disbelief.

"I didn't eat much tonight." Xin Rong looked at him with a rare look of embarrassment: "Can you... give me a bowl of noodles?"

"Good... good!"

Yan Fei was flattered.

"There are tomatoes and eggs in the fridge. Use the thinnest kind for pasta."

"Yeah." Yan Fei nodded vigorously, and hurriedly ran to the living room.He may not be able to cook Chinese food, but he is very good at cooking noodles!Especially the tomato and egg noodles, it couldn't be simpler!

Yan Fei entered the kitchen confidently.

After 15 minutes, a bowl of tomato and egg noodles with full color and fragrance came out of the pan, and the rich aroma of eggs could be smelled before entering the kitchen.

"Boss Xin, come and have a taste."

Yan Fei took the noodles, came to the dining table, and carefully placed the noodles by Xin Rong's hand.

"Thank you."

Xin Rong picked up the chopsticks at the side, lowered her head and started eating the noodles.

Yan Fei sat across from him, looking at him without blinking.

Xin Rong is very serious about everything he does, and the same is true when eating noodles. He first separates the tomato and egg to the two sides, picks up the noodles, and takes a bite of the noodles first, then the tomato and egg.

In the quiet restaurant, there is only the slight creaking sound of Xin Rong's chopsticks stirring the noodles.

Yan Fei looked at it, and suddenly his eyes widened.

He thought he was wrong, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Xin Rong lowered his head and concentrated on eating noodles, but his eyes turned red at some point.

The taste of tomato scrambled eggs and the drop of sesame oil in the noodles are very similar to that person's.

He remembered that when he was very young, he finished his homework at night and was so hungry that she would go under the kitchen to feed him.At that time, she was sitting across from him like this, watching him eat the noodles in the bowl one bite at a time.

"Xiao Rong, don't waste food, just obediently eat all the noodles made by mother."

With a smile on her face, the woman looked at him dotingly.

"Ah."

He nodded heavily, puffed his cheeks, and chewed hard on the noodles in his mouth.

"Don't eat too fast, be careful of choking." The woman told him again worriedly.

"it is good."

He listened to her very much, slowed down, and smiled at her while eating noodles.

That was the happiest period of time for him, so happy that sometimes when he recalled it, he wondered if these things really happened.She has been away for too long, Xin Mi doesn't remember her, Xin Zhen only has resentment towards her, and he himself thinks less and less of her face.

She did leave the house cruelly, but those warm and beautiful fragments did exist in his memory and would not change because of her departure.

"Boss Xin?"

Yan Fei spoke cautiously and hesitantly.

Xin Rong raised his eyes and looked at him blankly.

Yan Fei clearly saw the tears in his black eyes, even Xin Rong didn't realize that he was crying.

"You..." Yan Fei was so distressed that he didn't know what to do, and he spoke intermittently, without going through his brain at all: "Is it because the noodles I made are...too unpalatable?"

"No, it's delicious."

Yan Fei's expression made Xin Rong realize something, showing weakness in front of a man of the same sex who is so many years younger than him, which made Xin Rong very embarrassed.He quickly lowered his head and wiped his eyes, and finished the remaining noodles in two or three mouthfuls.

"Go to bed, I'll do the dishes."

He took the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Yan Fei followed behind worriedly. He wanted to say something, but after sensing the indifference emanating from Xin Rong, he choked back the words in his mouth.

Yan Fei felt that Xin Rong was like a hard clam shell, and he managed to pry open a gap to reveal the soft and fresh inside, but within a few seconds, he slammed it shut again in resistance. shell.

Yan Fei lay on the bed, feeling melancholy.

He didn't feel sleepy, and he kept thinking about Xin Rong downstairs.

What happened today that made a man suddenly so vulnerable and emotional?Or, did the taste of that bowl of noodles remind him of something, and his eyes suddenly turned red?

Yan Fei hugged the pillow and turned over.

He made such a big bowl, and Xin Rong ate it all up, would he feel sick to his stomach?

As soon as I thought of this, there was a sound downstairs.

Hearing the sound, Yan Fei sat up from the bed in a jerk, pushed open the bedroom door, and rushed downstairs quickly.

There was the sound of flushing water from the bathroom on the first floor, and the door was ajar, and it opened with a push.

When Yan Fei saw the scene inside, his chest choked.