Look good

"Mr. Qiao," the bodyguard's voice came from the corridor, "your clothes have been checked."

"... Oh!" Qiao Xing's question was interrupted, he answered while looking at Wen Changze, and finally swallowed the words again, and it became: "Then... I'll go get the clothes first. "

"Okay." Wen Changze didn't ask further, and followed him until he left.

……

Qiao Xing changed into his own clothes, and when he left the room, he saw an extra door at the corner of the corridor. The door was closed tightly, separating the space he had just been to.

The wall clock in the corridor points to 15:00, and afternoon tea time has probably begun.

Qiao Xing remembered earlier that when he asked Wen Changrong about the bug, he mentioned the ring, and Wen Chang was beside him at the time, so he should have heard it.

An adult knows what the ring means, but Wen Chang didn't make any statement about it, and even his expression didn't change too much, so that Qiao Xing wondered whether Wen Chang didn't hear it, or ...

Looking at the closed corridor door, Qiao Xing stood in the corridor for a few seconds, he thought, forget it, it's not important.

At this time, two buzzing vibrations came from the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. Qiao Xing lowered his head and took out the mobile phone, and saw that it was a text message from Wen Changrong.

[Come tomorrow wearing a ring. 】

Seeing such a text message, Qiao Xing felt a little surprised.

Because Wen Changrong had agreed before, he would go with Wen Changze to tomorrow's banquet. Doesn't this mean a compromise on Shen Qinlan's issue?Why...you still want him to wear the ring now?

Qiao Xing frowned slightly, rubbing the side of the phone with his fingers twice, after thinking about it, he still dialed Wen Changrong's number.

"Hello." Wen Changrong's background voice sounded very noisy.

"Sir, it's me."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"It's just...you want me to wear the ring tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"...but don't I go with the young master tomorrow?"

"Is there any conflict between the two?"

"..." Qiao Xing choked, and was speechless for a moment.

He paused, then asked again: "But... Second Young Master, won't you be unhappy?"

"...You don't need to worry about this."

"Oh……"

"Is there anything else?" Wen Changrong was probably very busy, so he asked him again.

"I still think the second young master will be unhappy." Qiao Xing said, "He will not only lose his temper with you, but he may also be angry with me..."

An impatient voice came from Wen Changrong's side: "I told you, you don't have to..."

"Actually, sir." Anyway, the two of them were separated by phone, and Wen Changrong couldn't reach him, so Qiao Xing mustered up his courage and said, "It's true that contacts at a banquet are important, but just this time, I will divorce you very soon. Since you paved the way for me, it is unknown how many people will care about me after the divorce."

"..."

"I don't think it's necessary to go through such a lot of trouble."

Wen Changrong let out a somewhat irritated sigh over there, and said, "Wait a minute."

"Oh!"

Qiao Xing heard that Wen Changrong seemed to be moving, and soon the noisy background sound disappeared from the phone, and the man seemed to be in a quiet place.

"Last time you mentioned that I didn't wear a ring after marriage, as if you didn't want our relationship to be made public." Wen Changrong said, "I thought about it later."

"what?"

"There is also Weibo... I read some comments later, we have been married for four years, and it is true that not many people know about our relationship."

"……so?"

"I want to give you an identity." Wen Changrong said: "At least let most people in the industry know who you are and what relationship you have with me."

"..."

"I know it might be a little late, but still..."

"..."

Qiao Xing suspected that Wen Changrong was insane.

Still kind of serious.

"As for the divorce, as long as you and I don't publicize it, outsiders won't know about it. It will be more convenient for you to get whatever resources you want in the future."

"..."

Qiao Xing felt very complicated at the moment. It had been seven years, and he really couldn't understand what Wen Changrong was thinking many times.

He paused for a moment and said, "But...we're both divorced, don't tell me...the second young master..."

"...Why do you keep mentioning him?" Wen Changrong became annoyed again.

"???"

"He used to bully you so much, what do you want to do with him now?"

"..."

Qiao Xing choked to death.

He thought to himself that you bullied me too!I haven't served you well!Still serving for seven years!

...Although, it was for money!

"Okay, wear the ring and come on time, you don't have to worry about the rest." Wen Changrong said, "Hang up."

There was a 'beep beep' sound from the other end of the phone, and Qiao Xing stood where he was.

He really felt it.

Wen Changrong is really unreasonable.

……

The ring was left at home, so Qiao Xing had no choice but to go home.

He wobbled back to the old community in his small car, and as soon as he opened the car door, an old man with a banner rushed over.

"Little brother! I see that you have committed a peach blossom robbery recently! Give me

"Go away."

Ruthlessly leaving the old liar behind, Qiao Xing climbed upstairs and opened the door, the room still kept the clutter it had when he left.

Across the open box on the ground, Qiao Xing opened the safe, groped for the mezzanine and took out the box.

Open the box - it's empty.

Qiao Xing was instantly terrified.

He recalled the last time Wen Changrong threw the ring to him on the street, and then what?Then he took a taxi home and tricked Wen Changrong into...a ring?He seems to have confiscated the ring at all!

Qiao Xing hurriedly went to find the dress he was wearing last time, and searched it inside and out—and found nothing.

Such a big ring!He had a ring as big as he had in his pocket!

Qiao Xing quickly turned out all the clothes in the closet, and turned the house inside out again, but like a demon, he couldn't find the ring.

Last time Wen Changrong warned him not to lose it again, this time he will say that he lost it again... Qiao Xing even thought of the tragedy of being divided by five horses.

Flipping back and forth several times, the result was still the same. Qiao Xing thought about his own death for a long time, and then... his eyes fell on his right hand, which was covered with scars and still wrapped with some bandages.

Yes, there is no need to wear a ring if your finger is injured!Because I can't wear it!

Qiao Xing looked at his intact and beautiful left hand, then at the knife on the table... decided to call the amazing special effects makeup teachers in the circle.

"Sister, are you free to come over tomorrow? I want to do five yuan makeup for finger injuries..."

……

A slender red scar landed on the inside of Qiao Xing's ring finger.

The entire scar stretched from the fingertip to the base of the finger, and there was still the reddish and slightly swollen skin around the wound. Qiao Xing didn't know what the sisters used. After five hours of treatment, he The fingers really look like that.

"Don't let people stare at you," the sisters reminded him: "It's okay to keep this gaze for three or four seconds, but if you look closely, it will definitely reveal your secrets."

"it is good."

"If someone asks you, just say that your hand accidentally slipped on the iron plate and cut you."

"it is good."

"For the sake of being an acquaintance, I'll give you a [-]% discount, [-], Alipay or WeChat, thank you."

"..." Qiao Xing suspected that this person was taking advantage of the fire.

……

Two hours before the banquet, Qiao Xing arrived at Wen's house.

He didn't go back to Wen's house last night, so he could only come back today to change his dress. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles caused by the wound being seen by 'people around', Qiao Xing curled up his fingers along the way to prevent his ring finger from being seen.

After putting on the dress, Qiao Xing asked Uncle Wu for white gloves.

"This... I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Uncle Wu said, "Only the waiters in the venue wear gloves."

Qiao Xing shook his 'bruised' right hand, "But this...will scare people."

Wu Burt paused, and said nothing more.

……

Qiao Xing went to Wen Changze's main house on time.

When he arrived, Wen Changze and Chen Bo were already waiting at the door, and the pick-up vehicle had already parked opposite.

"Sorry." Qiao Xing trotted over, "I'm late."

"It's okay." Wen Chang responded, and when Qiao Xing came, he turned his gaze to Qiao Xing's glove: "Is this... to cover your right hand?"

Wen Chang actually remembered.

Qiao Xing froze for a moment, he was ready to explain.

"Yes." He nodded, "Master Wen is so smart."

Wen Chang smiled and said, "Let's go."

"Okay." Anyway, Wen Chang said yesterday that he wanted to accompany him into the arena, so Qiao Xing very consciously stood behind the wheelchair.

He raised his hands and was about to touch the handle of the wheelchair... Suddenly realized that his right hand was really injured, how to push it?

"You come to my side." Wen Chang said: "When the time comes, we will enter the arena together."

"Then your wheelchair..."

"Modern technology is so advanced." Wen Chang said, "Usually Chen Bo will control the direction when he is behind him."

"But I can't seem to control the direction..."

"So you will stand next to me and enter the arena together." Wen Chang turned his head and extended his hand to him: "Come on, get in the car first."

"Oh……"

Seeing Uncle Chen get into the car together, Qiao Xing realized slowly that Wen Chang remembered that his right hand was injured, so he knew that he would not be able to push the wheelchair. He said at the lakeside that he wanted a young man It's just an excuse.

……

Qiao Xing quickly followed Wen Chang into the arena. There was still an hour before the banquet started, but there were already some people in the arena, and Wen Chang took him all the way to the slightly deeper infield. At the gate of the arena, Qiao Xing saw Master Wen sitting in the middle, and relatives of the Wen family sitting around the round table.

He subconsciously became nervous, and Wen Chang said hello first: "Father."

"...Uncle Wen."

"Yeah." Master Wen didn't give Qiao Xing any face, but said as usual: "Sit down."

Wen Chang went to his place, Qiao Xing wanted to follow, but Wen Chang stopped him halfway.

Wen Chang pointed to the empty seat next to the main seat: "You sit there."

Qiao Xing was dumbfounded.

If he guessed correctly, the vacant seat next to Master Wen belongs to Wen Changrong, and the seat next to Wen Changrong...according to the rules, it belongs to Wen Changrong's 'wife'.

...Although he did want to sit in that seat to a certain extent, but he has never sat in it for so many years!

Qiao Xing looked up at the elders present, seeing no one said anything, so he stiffened and sat down in his seat.

As soon as Qiao Xing sat down, a woman sitting on the edge said, "Oh, isn't Xiao Shen coming?"

The man next to her poked her hard, and Master Wen said slowly, "I don't know if you'll come or not, but I'm sure he won't sit with us."

"But I heard before..."

"Evergreen took bodyguards to search the mansion until three o'clock in the morning last night. Although it is said that some people were raised according to the standard of innocence, it's not good if you touch something that shouldn't be touched." Master Wen Said: "Evergreen is not too young now. Before children grow in love, there must be responsibility and responsibility."

"..." Mr. Wen's words were so vague that the woman didn't know if she understood, so she didn't speak any more.

Qiao Xing sat in the 'Madam's Seat', listening to Mr. Wen's deafening voice next to her ear, she felt that the seat was hot.

Dying.

Wen Changrong was so serious and put him in this position.

He is going to die.

……

Qiao Xing smiled so hard that his face froze. One after another guests came in to greet Mr. Wen. A small number of people who came knew him, but most of them didn’t know him, but no one was curious when they saw him sitting there. Qiao Xing With a bag full of business cards, the unaccustomed feeling has turned into numbness.

As the banquet started, people in the inner court went out one after another, and so did Qiao Xing.

But as soon as he took two steps, he met Wen Changrong who came in after receiving the guests.

"Sir." Qiao Xing called.

"Where's your ring?"

"..." Although I was mentally prepared for Wen Changrong to ask, I didn't expect the question to come so quickly.

Qiao Xing was a little guilty, but he took off his gloves calmly, and said as originally planned: "Your finger is injured."

"..." Wen Changrong's eyes fell on his fingers, and his brows knit together.

Qiao Xing didn't dare to let the man look at it for too long, so he put his finger back into the glove in two seconds, explaining in a pretentious manner: "The rings have different meanings on each finger, I dare not wear them randomly, and I'm afraid of losing them when I put them in my pocket. so I didn't bring the ring..."

Wen Changrong didn't continue to ask, his eyes stopped on his white gloves, the man's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, looking a little gloomy for some reason.

Qiao Xing was uneasy for a moment, but saw Wen Changrong raised his head again and called the waiter: "Tell the bodyguard Li at the east gate to ask him to find a ring."

"Ok."

Qiao Xing: "?"

A new ring was found, and the man put the ring on Qiao Xing's middle finger through the glove.

"Just let it go." Wen Changrong took his shoulders: "Come on, let me introduce you to someone."

"????"

……

……

The long banquet ended, the guests dispersed, and Master Wen took a few juniors to see them off at the door.

Qiao Xing was able to take a breath for a while, he sat on the steps of the side door regardless of his image, and couldn't help rubbing his sore and numb legs.

He suspected that Wen Changrong wanted him here today to punish him. Although Wen Changrong used the excuse of 'his hand was injured' to drink all the wine for him at the banquet, Qiao Xing felt exhausted after an hour just standing and walking. It is to smile politely to everyone and make hypocritical greetings. After a long time, he feels like a dummy with a smiling face cut off.

Moreover, Wen Changrong didn't bring him to know too many people, that is, some tycoons and related people who could be named in the entertainment circle.

Qiao Xing really didn't know how Wen Changrong had to deal with those messy people in the past.

He kneaded for a while, the back door opened, and Wen Changrong came out smelling of alcohol.

"gentlemen."

"Tired?" Wen Changrong also sat down, resting his palm on Qiao Xing's shoulder and squeezing.

"I'm exhausted." Qiao Xing finished complaining, and then boasted: "But I have met several big bosses, so this trip is not a loss."

"En." Wen Changrong finished answering, his eyes fell on his left hand wearing the ring: "Qiao Xing, there is something I want to ask you, answer me truthfully."

"what?"

"You don't come here today with a ring, not because of the fit of other fingers, but because you can't come with a ring."

"..." Hearing this, Qiao Xing froze for a moment.

Can't come with a ring on?What do you mean by that?Did Wen Changrong know?No, he was obviously very careful just now, pretending to be very similar!

"You didn't come back last night, did Qinlan hurt you and then threatened you?"

"..." Wait, this development.

Just as Qiao Xing was about to explain, the door of a black car in the parking space ahead opened.

Shen Qinlan looked at the two expressionlessly: "Why don't you two hug each other and have a passionate kiss?"

Qiao Xing subconsciously tensed up, Wen Changrong froze for a moment, and then they both stood up.

Shen Qinlan was wearing a dress, which was very clean, and it seemed that he was here to attend a banquet.

But... Qiao Xing recalled, they obviously didn't see him just now.

, boss..." The doorman on the side hurried up as if he had done something wrong, and whispered, "Second Young Master has been here since the beginning of the banquet. He won't let us tell you. We want to find a chance to tell you, But you've been busy, so..."

Wen Changrong nodded, indicating that he understood.

When they were together back then, whenever they quarreled, Wen Changrong would bow his head first. For things like banquets, Wen Changrong usually came to the door to bring Shen Qinlan along as if he had admitted his mistake.

Now that Wen Changrong didn't go, Shen Qinlan sat outside the banquet all night.

Qiao Xing didn't quite understand what happened to the two of them, so he stood back a little.

However, Shen Qinlan came in menacingly, and looked straight at Qiao Xing: "Qiao Xing, the eldest young master asked you to accompany you into the arena, and after entering the arena, you wore a ring and asked Wen Changrong to accompany you for a walk. You are really charming, two brothers eat."

"I……"

Before Qiao Xing could speak, Wen Changrong said, "Wen Changze came to help me out yesterday."

"Release?" The word seemed to make the youth angry.

"Qiao Xing's ring was given to him by me, and I also asked him to entertain the guests. He didn't even want to come to the banquet."

The meaning of protecting in these words should not be too obvious. It was the first time Qiao Xing heard Wen Changrong speak for him in front of Shen Qinlan, and he couldn't help being stunned.

The young man on the opposite side clenched his fists: "Wen Changrong, you'd better think about your tone. Who are you talking to? What do you mean?"

"Of course I'm talking to you." Wen Changrong looked at the young man's angry face and said, "It's literally."

"...What did you say?" Perhaps Wen Changrong had never quarreled with Shen Qinlan so positively in these years. Shen Qinlan seemed incredible, with suppressed anger in his tone, and even his voice trembled a little: "Wen Changrong, you promised me to divorce , are you now..."

"I promised you, but I think it is necessary to compensate Qiao Xing."

"Compensation? Didn't you already give..."

"Last time, the hot search you bought on Weibo has poured dirty water on him. Although I can temporarily suppress my remarks, you also know that the most difficult thing to clarify is rumors. Even today, he still suffers from netizens. abuse." Wen Changrong took off the gloves on Qiao Xing's hand, and picked up Qiao Xing's hand: "Also, you promised me not to hurt him in the future, why do you want to scratch his hand? You don't want to let him If he comes, you don’t want him to wear a ring, so you have to do it this way? I’ve been wanting to say for so long, you’re 28 years old now, how can you suppress people as naively as when you were young!”

……

……

Wen Changrong can say these words so directly and angrily at this moment, perhaps because of the alcohol at the banquet, or because of the exhaustion accumulated from the bug incident and the collapse of the shopping mall building to clean up the mess.

Wen Changrong's voice was almost deafening, and Qiao Xing was standing beside him, he could clearly feel the man's body vibrating especially strongly due to anger.

He didn't expect that his cleverness would lead to such an incredible development, he panicked and said hastily: "No, sir, this injury is not..."

As he was talking, he recalled inappropriately in his mind what the magic stick said to him when he came home yesterday, 'You recently committed a peach blossom robbery'.

Oh shit.

Qiao Xing suddenly had a strong premonition.

He can't get divorced.