You, don't flirt!

In the empty villa, the harsh sound of the alarm suddenly tore through the silence of the morning.

Inside the master bedroom.

On the big soft bed, a white and beautiful hand with well-defined knuckles protruded from the quilt. From a distance, it looked like a handicraft carved from suet white jade, the kind that could be put on display in a museum.

However, "Craftsman" just grabbed the retro-colored metal alarm clock at the head of the bed without mercy, and went back to bed.

After a few more seconds, the metal electronic clock that had been turned off was thrown from under the quilt onto the floor covered with woolen blankets.

The "handicraft" that exposed the quilt quickly shrank back, its owner closed his eyes under the quilt, his slender eyelashes trembled, and smiled contentedly.

It's a pity that this precious peace lasted less than three seconds before it was shattered again by the loudspeaker protruding from the corner in the southeast direction of the master bedroom——

The extremely terrifying and magical music vibrated in the entire master bedroom.

After a long time, the quilt was lifted, and the young man in a black silk pajamas sat up with narrow beautiful peach blossom eyes and a blank gaze, revealing his furry head and beautiful collarbone.

Du Wenjin, who was hypoglycemic and still angry, stared at the loudspeaker for a few seconds, and found that he couldn't use his eyes to make it explode in place, so he had to turn over the head of the bed with low air pressure.

After flipping around for a while, he found an extra pair of earplugs in his hand.

"..."

The sleepy-eyed beauty showed a faintly satisfied smile, plugged in her earplugs, hugged the quilt and rolled back into bed.

The loud music also stopped.

Half a minute later, the door of the master bedroom was kicked open from the outside with a bang.

"Du, Wen, Jin!"

The visitor looked at the bulging quilt on the bed, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and lifted the thin quilt.

……

Twenty minutes later, Du Wenjin went downstairs. When she was conscious, the first living thing she saw was his manager—Miss Selina.

"Good morning."

Du Wenjin walked to the dining table in a natural way and picked up warm milk.

"Good morning?!"

Selina, who was on the verge of exploding at one point, gritted her teeth viciously——

"Where is it early? Where is it safe?!——What time is it? And why did you break up with Gu Jing?!"

"Tsk, so irritable."

Du Wenjin tilted her head with a half-smile, "Does Miss Selina need a good morning kiss to appease her?"

"Don't change the subject!"

Du Wenjin sighed: "I got up late because I had a [-]-round fight in bed with the beauty yesterday, and we broke up because I was discovered by Yinghou Gu, so she kicked me."

Selina was expressionless.

"In my lifetime, can I hear a serious sentence from your mouth?"

Du Wenjin took a sip of the milk, then frowned, looking at the cup in her hand with a bit of disgust in her beautiful peach eyes.

"Can I not drink this?"

"No."

Selina continued to be expressionless, "Because you are short."

"..."

Du Wenjin was silent for a rare two seconds, and defended, "179 is not short...and it is 180 when rounded up."

Selina sneered: "Then drink until you can reach 180 without rounding."

Not wanting to discuss this issue related to a man's dignity anymore, Du Wenjin chose to change the subject.

"Isn't the shooting of the new drama tomorrow? What are you doing here today?"

"Gu Jing contacted me last night." Selina said, "She said she has no other requests, but just wants to have another breakup dinner with you."

"...Breakup dinner?"

The cup he was holding stopped in the air, Du Wenjin looked over in a daze, a milky white trace remained on the corners of his bright red lips.

The person standing there was only wearing a set of black silk pajamas, a large area of ​​delicate and fair skin was exposed at the neckline, and the rest of the place had no pattern at all, it was clean, as if it was spotless.

Compared with the usual unrestrained appearance, it is rare to have a little ignorant stagnation.

Selina looked extremely uncomfortable, she turned her gaze away and coughed lightly.

But before she could soften her tone, she heard a teasing chuckle from that direction——

"I've only heard of the breakup cannon, so there is a breakup dinner?"

Selina: "..."

"It's been a month since I even held hands with anyone, and even broke up with each other—are you sure you won't misfire the whole time?"

Putting down the empty milk cup, Du Wenjin smiled and said, "Miss Selina, if you keep your tongue like this, you won't be able to get married."

Selina turned a deaf ear and remained expressionless: "I've already booked the restaurant, and I'll ask the driver to take you there in the evening—this time, if it's handled properly, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish like Song Na did before." .”

Du Wenjin made a gentleman's salute on the spot: "Yes, Miss Selina."

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That night, "Zhi Lan" sea view restaurant.

The guests who can show up here are always either rich or expensive, so when the waiter saw Du Wenjin who walked in, he just calmly led them to the reserved seat.

Du Wenjin was a little surprised to see Gu Jing who was already waiting there.

"It's so early?"

Du Wenjin sat on the chair the waiter had pulled out and smiled lightly.

Facing that impeccable smile, Gu Jing sighed in her heart, and put on a smile:

"You made Du Shao wait so many times before, this last time, no matter what, I should wait for you."

"Do I seem to be such a fussy person?"

Du Wenjin asked jokingly.

Gu Jing opened her mouth to answer, but her gaze paused, and she looked at the direction behind Du Wenjin in a daze.

Just as Du Wenjin was about to turn around, she heard a low voice.

"Jin'er."

"..."

The smile on Du Wenjin's face suddenly stagnated, and even the back was visibly stiff.

After a long while, he slowly recovered from the stiffness, stood up, and looked at the man behind him calmly.

"Mr. Fang."

There was still no obvious expression on Fang Zhihuai's face, except for a pair of dark eyes that were slightly emotional.

"I thought you would still be angry with me."

"How dare I?"

Du Wenjin smiled coldly, "Last night, my elder brother told me that Mr. Fang should not be offended, and it was too late for me to flatter Mr. Fang. How dare—and how can I have the right to be angry with Mr. Fang?"

Fang Zhihuai looked at Du Wenjin helplessly.

——The inside and outside of the words are full of sharp spikes, the little tiger is grinding its claws and wishing to pounce on it and bite it, but it still says "dare not".

I really want to cut off the tip of that claw, hang a nameplate on it, and keep it tied to me...

Fang Zhihuai's eyes darkened, but his face didn't show. He glanced at the waiter standing beside him, and pointed to the table where Gu Jing was sitting.

"I'm going to eat here."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Jing, "Miss Gu, don't you mind?"

Gu Jing knew very well how high and powerful this seemingly indifferent man was. At this time, when Fang Zhihuai took the initiative to ask her, she couldn't help being flattered and nodded hurriedly.

"certainly--"

Halfway through, she remembered what she was here for tonight, and couldn't help looking at Du Wenjin worriedly.

At this time, Du Wenjin looked at Fang Zhihuai coldly with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, how could he notice her expression?

It's just that after hearing Gu Jing's promise, he would never refute her face in front of the waiter anyway.

So he agreed coldly.

The three of them sat at the same table, and the waiter brought a new set of cutlery and tableware, and put the menu with black background and gold pattern on the table.

"Lady first."

Du Wenjin handed the menu to Gu Jing.

Gu Jing nodded with a smile, and after pointing to her own dishes, she turned her questioning eyes to the two of them.

Du Wenjin hesitated for a moment, Fang Zhihuai had already taken the menu.

He simply flipped through it, reported a few dishes to the waiter, and then handed the menu back to the waiter.

"Double."

The waiter was stunned, and as Fang Zhihuai announced the dishes one by one, Du Wenjin, whose face grew colder, lightly clenched his fists: "You..."

"Has the taste changed?"

Fang Zhihuai intercepted his voice, frowned slightly, "Don't you like these?"

Du Wenjin swallowed the depressed breath, and the corners of her lips twitched.

"I'm flattered that Mr. Fang still remembers these in his busy schedule."

That's what he said, but the coldness in his eyes and the sarcasm in his tone were not polite at all.

Fang Zhihuai didn't care about Du Wenjin's coldness, he raised his hand to signal to the startled waiter, who saluted and left.

Then he turned his gaze back and landed on Du Wenjin.

Only this time, before Fang Zhihuai could speak, Du Wenjin got up first: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked cleanly without any hesitation.

On the table, Gu Jing and Fang Zhihuai sat diagonally across from each other, Gu Jing's heart beat faster, and she glanced at Fang Zhihuai's expression from the corner of her eye.

But Fang Zhihuai just looked at Du Wenjin's position for a moment, as if the person was still sitting there and hadn't left.

The gaze was so focused that Gu Jing felt strange inexplicably.

Before she could think about the meaning in that look, Fang Zhihuai also stood up.

"Sorry, I'll leave for a moment."

Gu Jing was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she was alone at the table.

She sat there with a confused look for a few seconds, as if she had made up her mind, she took out her phone from her handbag and quickly sent a message.

"Follow me."

After posting, Gu Jing adjusted her makeup in front of the portable mirror, got up and followed the direction Fang Zhihuai left.

Fang Zhihuai was standing on the corridor outside the bathroom, looking at the ground with a gloomy expression.

Across the entrance of the corridor more than ten meters away, Gu Jing saw Fang Zhihuai's figure, and a trace of nervousness flashed in her eyes.

She glanced around, found a suitable position, and after confirming that there was no one around, she slammed the stiletto of her right foot on the hard marble.

A muffled sound.

Gu Jing pursed her lips and smiled, stepped on the ground to test the feeling, then took a deep breath, and walked towards the man in the corridor.

"Mr. Fang."

With a few meters left, Gu Jing couldn't help but speak, and brought the man who hadn't noticed her appearance back to his senses.

Fang Zhihuai raised his eyes, his pupils darkened slightly.

"Miss Gu?"

These words were not polite, Gu Jing felt a little discouraged, but after thinking about this person's background, no amount of dissatisfaction turned into a just right smile.

"I just got a little bored waiting, so I went out for a walk. I didn't expect to meet you, Mr. Shangfang."

As she spoke, she was less than half a meter away from Fang Zhihuai.

Fang Zhihuai didn't care about what Gu Jing said and how credible it was.

He didn't pay attention to the approaching woman, but instead glanced towards the bathroom.

At this glance, the "accident" was glimpsed.

Almost the moment she saw Fang Zhihuai look away, Gu Jing's heart lit up, and she quickly took a step forward, while secretly exerting force with her right foot.

There was only a light "click", and the stiletto heel, which had been knocked heavily, finally couldn't bear the pressure and broke down.

Gu Jing let out an unexpected "low cry", and her body fell to where Fang Zhihuai was standing.

When Fang Zhihuai heard the voice and looked away impatiently, he was forced to hug the upside-down Wenxiang nephrite before he could react.

"Hold, I'm sorry—Mr. Fang—"

Gu Jing called out in a slightly anxious voice, holding the man's strong arms, covering up the joy in her eyes, still panicking, "My heel seems to be broken——"

The pungent scent of perfume lingered around him, and Fang Zhihuai's eyes were so cold that he was about to freeze. When he was about to push away the woman who kept rubbing against him in his arms, he heard a voice that made him wait for a long time.

"Tsk."

Leaning on the carved wall outside the bathroom, Du Wenjin looked at the two people who were close to each other with a smile that was not a smile, her amber eyes had a smile that was cooler than the night——

"This is a big crowd, you two are so cute."