A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

"Zhuang Shen, what do you mean?!" Zhuang Huiye's pupils trembled, and he almost forgot what he wanted to say.

Zhuang Shen's calm and indifferent face was too strange.

Even though Zhuang Shen used to be fond of fighting and had poor grades, Zhuang Huiye was still able to suppress him with money.

Zhuang Shen doesn't know anything, let alone making money on his own. In the future, it is estimated that he will be dependent on the banker's capital. It is impossible for him to leave the banker.

But who would have thought that Zhuang Shen would throw the card directly at him?

He gradually realized that he couldn't control Zhuang Shen anymore.

Zhuang Shen has more and more thoughts of his own, trying to escape from his control.

Zhuang Huiye didn't touch the card, but said in a deep voice: "Where did I treat you badly, you just talk to me like this? I asked you to resign for your own good. Isn't it better to study hard than to work part-time? Why don't you take out the card?" Who are you showing face to? I am your father!"

Although he felt that Zhuang Shen was accomplishing nothing and was always causing trouble for him, he still fed and clothed him all the time and never thought of abandoning him.

But Zhuang Shen always challenged his bottom line again and again!

"I'm very clear about whether what I'm doing is good or not." Zhuang Shen looked ahead and said casually, "I'll leave first if I have nothing else to do."

He was like a crowd of onlookers, and he was not familiar with Zhuang Huiye, so he was very cold.

Zhuang Huiye's eyes widened and he was furious, but he couldn't control Zhuang Shen anymore, he couldn't bear it anymore: "Take your card away!"

Zhuang Shen pushed the door and stood up.

Zhuang Huiye sat on the seat, with the lonely bank card beside him.

The door of the car was closed, and the inside of the car, which was still tense just now, fell into a dead silence, the silence was depressing.

Xiao Liu sat at the front, watching a family affair of a wealthy family, and dared not speak or move.

After a while, Zhuang Huiye's face was ashen, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his voice was hoarse: "Go back to the company."

At five o'clock in the evening, Zhuang Shen packed up his things and was about to leave work. Just as he was about to open the door, he raised his eyes and saw two people standing outside the glass door.

Both of them are outstanding in appearance, especially the taller one, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the dim yellow street lamp cast a layer of golden light on his three-dimensional facial features.

When the two of them stopped there, the girls passing by couldn't help but turned their heads to peek, and the rate of turning their heads was extremely high.

Seeing him coming out, Jiang Huai waved to him and said with a smile, "Brother Shen, do you want to have dinner together tonight? Just the three of us, go to Brother Wen's to eat skewers."

Shen Wen looked at him: "I bought too many ingredients."

It was just a meal together, Zhuang Shen had no scruples and nodded.

When he got into the car and found that the car was getting farther and farther away from their school, Zhuang Shen realized that something was wrong, so he turned to look at Shen Wen: "Where is your home?"

"In District X." Shen Wen leaned against the back of the chair, his brows and eyes were still lazy, it seemed that he hadn't recovered from staying up all night yesterday.

Zhuang Shen always thought that the home he was talking about was an apartment near the school, and he almost forgot that considering how rich this person was, there might be more than one home.

Zhuang Shen replied blankly: "Then you have quite a lot."

"It's okay, there are only three places in this province," Shen Wen said casually, "I'll show you around next time I have a chance."

In this province, there are only three places.

Zhuang Shen tactfully reminded: "It's so easy for you to attract people to hate the rich."

Shen Wen blinked in confusion: "Really?"

Zhuang Shen looked at him like an idiot, expressing that he didn't want to answer his question.

Shen Wen asked again: "Then you too?"

The man's eyes were full of sincerity, as if he was thinking about this question for the first time and wanted to know the answer.

Zhuang Shen was convinced, so he could only reply: "No."

After all, Shen Wen didn't have many friends, and they were all rich second generation, otherwise, with his casual yet arrogant tone, I don't know how many people would be jealous.

"So you are Xifu? Very good, I think your thinking is good." Shen Wen was very happy when he heard this answer: "Our thinking highly overlaps."

Zhuang Shen didn't know whether Shen Wen was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, he didn't hear the reminder in his words, he was still having fun.

Shen Wen's second residence is a duplex two-storey bungalow, the house is as clean as if no one has ever lived in it.

Hearing Jiang Huai talk about eating skewers before, he thought it was the way of eating hot pot, but he didn't expect that they would move out a table for eating skewers.

The bamboo tube is filled with meat and vegetable skewers.

"It's better to eat the mandarin duck pot," Jiang Huai said while putting the oil bag, "Spicy and delicious at the same time, Brother Shen, do you have any objections?"

Zhuang Shen watched what they were doing, but couldn't get in, so he nodded: "Okay."

The air conditioner was turned on at [-] degrees in the room, and the oil soup in the pot was boiling, mixed with the aroma of the food, making the sound of 'gurgling' bubbles.

Jiang Huai brought a dozen beers from the refrigerator and put them under the table: "Spicy and cold beer, double the happiness!"

Shen Wen took a can, turned around and asked Zhuang Shen beside him: "Drink?"

As he said, he opened the beer easily with one hand pressing the can ring, and his cold white fingers seemed to be covered with air-conditioning.

Zhuang Shen stared at the wine in his hand for two seconds before saying, "Drink."

Shen Wen pushed the can he opened just now to him, took another can up himself, opened it and took a sip.

Zhuang Shen has never drank wine, and the impression of wine in his heart has always been bitter and astringent.

He doesn't like bitter things.

A few people started to eat, Jiang Huai drank wine, talked more, chatted and chatted and talked about the school flower election that was very popular in the school recently: "Brother Shen, have you seen it? Your ranking has been stable at No. [-] One, this time the school belle must be you! Have you voted yet?"

Zhuang Shen put the meat on the skewer into the oil dish, rolled it, rolled it with bright red chili oil, and then raised his head and said, "I cast leaves."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Huai paused with a smile on his face, Shen Wen also tightened his hand holding the beer can, and slowly shifted his gaze to Zhuang Shen.

It's just that the expression on his face is not as relaxed as before.

Jiang Huai couldn't feel the emotion in his words, and tried again: "You don't like this title?"

"Ah."

The atmosphere at the table was even colder.

Jiang Huai subconsciously glanced at Shen Wen.

At that time, he was the one who encouraged Shen Wen to help with ticketing, so it was fine if Zhuang Shen didn't care, but he didn't expect to hate it!

Jiang Huai shut up, he is now the culprit, and he really doesn't have the courage to continue talking.

Shen Wen put down his drink, leaned back, and asked in a seemingly casual tone: "Do you like Ye Fan?"

Zhuang Shen glanced at him, then at Jiang Huai who bowed his head and said nothing, and then continued: "It's nothing else, I just think that position belongs to her."

"Why does it belong to her?" Shen Wen was like a child who broke the casserole and asked the bottom line, asking this point.

Because Ye Fan is the heroine, who does not own this position?

Of course, it was impossible for Zhuang Shen to say this, and explained: "She has good grades, many talents, and good looks, so she must be more suitable than me. Shouldn't a school belle be a girl?"

Shen Wen didn't speak any more, just looked down at the wine jar, with raised knuckles, looking thoughtful.

Jiang Huai hurriedly ended the topic, and the atmosphere at the table became better.

Before he knew it, Zhongzhuang drank a can of beer.

Speaking of which, the taste of the wine is indeed not very good.

It is a bit bitter, and there is an unexplainable numbness when drinking it in the mouth, and it goes down the throat, and the stomach is irritated a little hot.

Obviously the air conditioner was turned on in the room, but it wasn't cool enough, Zhuang Shen's mind was throbbing.

But he felt inexplicably happy. At this moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion. He couldn't tell whether he was in reality or he was still living in a book.

He didn't even pay attention to what Jiang Huai was muttering on the other side.

After Jiang Huai finished eating and drinking, he stood up clutching his stomach and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, you guys continue."

Zhuang Shen pushed the empty can aside, then reached out and took out another can.

This time, as soon as he opened it, he raised his head and took a big gulp.

He suddenly understood why so many people like to drink, and when they drink heavily, they don't have to think about anything.

The feeling of paralyzed nerves was unexpectedly relaxed compared to when he was awake.

Shen Wen glanced at the time on the phone, then turned his head to look.

His little tablemate with abstinent face who seemed to be teetotal, drank one can in two gulps, then lowered his head and opened another.

"You have a good capacity for alcohol, my tablemate." Shen Wen got a little excited, opened a can as well, and said with the bottle in his hand, "Have a drink?"

Perhaps because of the spicy food, Zhuang Shen's lips were red and moist, even the corners of his eyes were red, and he looked inexplicably attractive under the light.

Zhuang Shen raised his hand to touch him lightly, then raised his head and took another big mouthful.

On the white and slender neck, the Adam's apple rolled gently.

Shen Wen glanced at him a few times before raising his hand to take a sip.

Zhuang Shen's side was even more violent, he drank another can, put the empty glass aside, and bent over to take it.

It's just that the movements are a little light, and I picked it up and twisted the pull ring, but I haven't unscrewed it for a long time.

Shen Wen found something was wrong: "Are you drunk?"

Zhuang Shen turned his head, his cold eyes were a little dim at this moment, and he said with certainty, "I'm not drunk."

"..." As soon as these words came out, it seemed that he was really drunk, Shen Wen reached for the can of beer in his hand: "Okay, stop drinking."

He also thought that his tablemate was a master drinker, and it seemed that he was just bluffing.

Zhuang Shen's reaction was a little slower than usual, and his strength was also a little weaker, but he was a ruthless person after all, and he held on to the wine jar tightly: "I'm not drunk."

Shen Wen thought it was quite funny: "Okay, can I drink it then? I'll get you a new can."

His smile is very light, lazy, harmless to humans and animals.

Zhuang Shen stared at him, those light-colored eyes seemed to be thinking, and finally let go.

So deceitful.

Shen Wen glanced at the wine that he took easily in his hand, and then at Zhuang Shen, whose eyes were a little loose after being drunk.

Zhuang Shen acted more casually than usual, the haze in his eyes dispelled the coolness, and his whole body's aura was different.

He became too soft, not at all like the vigilant and cold Zhuang Shen.

Shen Wen opened the can easily, raised his head and finished drinking, feeling empty in his heart.

Seeing that he had finished drinking, Zhuang Shen asked, "Where's mine?"

"Ah?" Shen Wen didn't react, "What?"

Zhuang Shen didn't seem very happy, and repeated: "My wine."

Shen Wen blinked, looked down at the wine in his hand that he cheated, and said with a smile: "This is the last can, it's gone."

Zhuang Shen stared at him without speaking.

Two seconds later, when Shen Wen thought that Zhuang Shen was tricked by him again, Zhuang Shen said softly: "You agreed to give me a can, why did you lie to me?"

There was a vague ending in his voice, as if he had been greatly wronged, and he complained, "Why did you take my wine away?"

Shen Wen was stunned.

He even missed a heartbeat, pursed his lips and looked.

Not only the corners of Zhuang Shen's eyes were red, but even the sockets of his eyes were red.

Zhuang Shen didn't cry, but when those wet light-colored eyes stared straight at him, Shen Wen scolded himself a hundred times in his heart.

He is such a fool, cheating Zhuang Shen's few defenseless hearts.

"...I'll find you another can, okay?" Shen Wen put down the things in his hand, his voice was hoarse, "Wait a minute."

He who has always been calm and calm to the point of laziness walked towards the kitchen almost in a panic.

He opened the refrigerator and took out a can of wine. Thinking of Zhuang Shen's appearance just now, he couldn't help but guess.

Has Zhuang Shen ever drank alcohol before?In front of whom did you drink?

Does he know that he will be deceived by others at any time when he is drunk?

He opened the wine jar with dark eyes, poured all the wine into the sink, took a glass of warm water, added two rock sugars to it, and walked out.

"Here we go, the last can."

Zhuang Shen took it and took a sip.

No response, it seems that they didn't realize that it wasn't wine at all.

Really drunk.

After Zhuang Shen drank a glass of sweet water, he heard Shen Wen say: "Let's stay here today, Jiang Huai also sleeps here, it's not easy to take a taxi at night."

He was also not sure if Zhuang Shen, who was drunk, would be safe in school.

Fortunately, Zhuang Shen was very talkative at this time, so he nodded immediately, but put forward a condition: "More."

Shen Wen paused for a moment, knowing that Zhuang Shen was talking about wine, but at a certain moment, he still misunderstood.

"It's really gone." Shen Wen emphasized, "Can I give it to you tomorrow?"

Zhuang Shen seemed not to understand, his eyes were red, and he said to him, "I'll look for it."

He stood up with a very stubborn expression, how could Shen Wen let him go to the kitchen, and immediately grabbed his hand.

In fact, he didn't use much strength, but Zhuang Shen was caught off guard by him and fell backwards.

Shen Wen didn't expect that Zhuang Shen was completely unprepared, and when he reacted, Zhuang Shen was already hugged by him.

Zhuang Shen still had the same faint expression on his face, but there was an abnormal blush on his face.

Zhuang Shen grabbed Shen Wen's arm and pushed it, impatiently: "Give it to me."

The stickier and softer tone than usual gave the extremely succinct words a different meaning.

Shen Wen closed his eyes, put his hand on top of his head, and pressed it lightly, his tone was helplessly submissive: "Be good, and I'll give it to you."