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"Fengsheng" Author: Fifth Sheng

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Ping Sheng met the "two" Wen Yingyao.One has a vicious tongue and pretends to be x, and the other is gentle and elegant, humorous.Later, Ping Sheng found out that the Wen Yingyao he liked was a "fake".And that Wen Yingyao who made him gnash his teeth was the real one.The copywriting is a bit useless... In fact, it is a story about mutual redemption and then falling in love, without any profound meaning.

Content tags: urban love, special liking, errands, sweetness

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wen Yingyao, Ping Sheng┃Supporting actors: Lu Zheng, Yu Zhe, Yan Jiaqi┃Others:

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☆、Drunk hooligan

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The chrome blue top cover was lightly turned, and a small cluster of flames stopped in the air, and suddenly extinguished, and a clear wisp of white smoke stretched and lingered between the slender fingers, delicate and charming.

The short-breathing flame outlines the straight nose of the owner of the lighter, with deep eyebrows and eyes, drooping at the moment, focusing on the flickering point, casting a three-dimensional shadow on the side of his face, his temperament is like gray platinum smoke, lazy and undisciplined.

The lighter was not put into the pocket immediately, the thumb and index finger were pinched casually by the side, and the middle finger slowly rubbed the shiny and smooth shell.The light in the alley was dim, and the metallic luster shot out a hard blue halo, which disappeared for a moment.Wen Yingyao leaned his head against the wall, exhaled a long puff of smoke, his Adam's apple was up and down, hidden in the smoke, it was so sexy.

The wind picked up, and the water vapor, with the smell of dust, hit the nasal cavity, causing several muffled coughs.Caught off guard, the strong smell of tobacco blocked his throat again, and Wen Yingyao lowered his head and coughed fiercely.

The lighter was clenched tightly, the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and the gunpowder smoke filled his mind for a moment, and the roar of explosions and screams could be vaguely heard in his ears, and he seemed to taste the blood in his mouth, mixed with the smell of excessive alcohol at this moment. Dry, suffocating general.Wen Yingyao took a deep breath, squatted down with a slumped face.

But only for a moment.

The smoke burned out.The black part, like a broken wall after the flames of war, is lifeless.

The aggressiveness in his eyes returned again, Wen Yingyao looked calm, and instantly became another person, evil, arrogant and conceited.He simply sat on the ground, stretched his long legs, lit a cigarette again, held the cigarette in his left hand and rested it on his lap, and still played with the lighter casually with his right hand.

The bar environment in this place is too chaotic, the indoor air flow is not smooth, it is too lively tonight, Wen Yingyao couldn't stay any longer, so he came out to smoke a cigarette.Normally, he can drink a whole night.

The old floor tiles reflected a glint of lake light.

Opposite is the largest artificial lake in Ning City.A few years ago, when the old city was being renovated, half of the municipal infrastructure was short of money. The project has been stranded until now, and the name of the lake has not been properly taken out.The natives of Ning City are lazy by nature, and treat others with a friendly manner. They are too lazy to compete in details, and they simply call "Ninghu" based on the principle of proximity.

On the other side of the lake, there is a bar alley that originally needed to be remodeled. With the stagnation of the project, this street has been turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye. Now, it has become the most mixed area in Ning City.The sun is sinking, the water is bright and the moon is shining, the lake is full of wine, and the neon is flickering. From a distance, it is really a bit of luxury.

However, the locals of Ning City hated this place very much.

What a treasure land with beautiful mountains and clear waters, it goes without saying that it is suitable for the elderly, and the air quality is also one of the best in the country.In the past few years, it has reached the top of the national "livable city" and "civilized city".The crime rate was extremely low, and the major cases that were published in the newspapers would never spread to Ning City, but just over three years ago, a murder case occurred in this area.

A dancer on Bar Street fell to her death off the stage.

It was later found out that it was still manslaughter, and it became a real case.There are rumors in the market that because love breeds hatred, lovers become enemies. In short, it's not that kind of thing.

Indecent!Indecent!

People in Ning City sometimes have to read a few words when they think of it.

It was shut down for a while.As the days passed, the feasting and feasting in the past gradually recovered, and after midnight, it became even more lively and noisy.

After all, human memory is limited.

Creaks, a few heavy knocks on the door.

This is the back door of several bars.Usually, the wine left by the guests is poured into the lake in the dead of night, so as not to waste it.

Wen Yingyao sat in the shadows, the flame in his right hand was intermittent, cigarette butts scattered all over the place, the air in his place was gloomy and suffocating.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

There was a jingle of wine bottles colliding, someone pushed the thick door with his back, and came out with a large box of unfinished wine bottles from the guests. He was suddenly choked up by the second-hand smoke, and Ping Sheng squinted and looked ahead. Less than half a ghost.

When he stepped on Wen Yingyao's unscrupulously stretched legs, Ping Sheng was so frightened that he almost couldn't hold a box full of wine bottles in his hands.The wine bottle shook violently and made a violent clang.

Won't another person be drunk to death?The reason why I say "again" is because this incident really happened.Especially in the past few years.

Pingsheng was a little scared.

Although he has seen dead people.

Carefully moving his feet away, the box was placed beside Wen Yingyao's legs.This area happened to be a blind spot of light, and Wen Yingyao was plunged into darkness.

If it hadn't been kicked, no one would have noticed the man in the dark.

Ping Sheng stood and looked down carefully for a while, he should be fine, the cigarette butt was still on.

He raised his foot and kicked the place he stepped on just now, and said in a bad tone, "Hey, go back to sleep, don't cause trouble for us."

Wen Yingyao was amused, almost invisibly raised the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"Fuck." Ping Sheng got impatient, looked back at the open back door, chewed the candy several times, and said ruthlessly, "Get the fuck up!" He then patted his feet again.

Still silent, seeing Wen Yingyao's appearance, he became more calm and relaxed.

Someone faintly called Ping Sheng behind the door, as if urging something, Ping Sheng said "Hey", cursed at the motionless Wen Yingyao, bent down and dragged him out of the shadow.

After a long time, what should I do if I really die.

"Fuck..." It was so dead, it really looked like a corpse.

Reflected by the lake light, Wen Yingyao's good skin really shook Ping Sheng's mind.Ping Sheng scratched the top of his hair and muttered, "You look like a dog..."

Wen Yingyao laughed angrily, and before Pingsheng could react, he pulled him to the ground.Anticipating that Ping Sheng opened his mouth to swear, Wen Yingyao unceremoniously pinched his lips quickly, opened his eyes lazily, and warned in a tone: "Little friend, too much swearing is not good for your health."

Ping Sheng looked at Wen Yingyao and was stunned.

This person's eyes were frivolous, his pupils were like black jade, and there was a coldness in his eyes, without hiding anything.

The body felt the dangerous aura first, and before his brain could react, Ping Sheng clenched his fist and punched Wen Yingyao hard on the cheek!The touch of that person's cold fingertips remained on his lips, as well as the strong smell of tobacco.Ping Sheng leaned back, his eyes were fierce, "I'll let you fucking touch your feet!"

Wen Yingyao frowned, raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, with considerable strength.The kid in front of him who looked seventeen or eighteen years old had nothing in his eyes that he should have at this age.

Obviously the eyes are so beautiful.

At this moment, the light in the eyes is like a wolf.

A wolf cub ready to go all out.

It was still a bit chilly at night in early April.Ping Sheng had a short-sleeved shirt and jeans that had been washed white, with a red string hanging around his neck.The whole person is very thin, and the red string hangs on the sunken collarbone, making the complexion too fair.It's empty down, and I don't know what object is hanging down.Wen Yingyao looked at the wolf cub Pingsheng with great interest, his eyes fixed and sharp.

The clavicle was hanging in the slightly cold air. It was already icy cold, so that when Wen Yingyao touched the red rope, Ping Sheng didn't react at all. "What's this?" With a unique voice, with a hoarseness that was overly tainted by tobacco, Wen Yingyao looked at Pingsheng's slightly startled face, and wanted to pull it out to take a look, "What's hanging there?"

Before the next punch came, Wen Yingyao withdrew his hand knowingly.

"A Sheng?" A woman's gentle and pleasant voice came from the opened back door, "Why did it take so long... Where did you go? A Sheng?"

Ping Sheng clenched his fists, barely held back, stood up quickly, without looking at Wen Yingyao behind him, picked up the wine case, and calmed his voice, "Aunt Zheng, I'll be fine soon—"

"Mr. Wen?"

Lu Zheng looked at the alley, and saw Wen Yingyao sitting in the bright place with a calm expression, and Ping Sheng who was a little flustered standing aside.

"Why are you sitting on the floor?" Lu Zheng was wearing a dark green cheongsam. She had just finished singing on stage, and when she came back to find Pingsheng, she learned that the proprietress had arranged chores for her.

Ping Sheng looked down at Wen Yingyao, didn't say anything, turned around and poured the wine with the box in his arms.

"Are you okay?" Lu Zheng saw the wound on the corner of Wen Yingyao's mouth, worried and apologetic: "There are a lot of gangsters in this area... Would you like to go to my place and apply some medicine?"

Ping Sheng kicked the wooden railing violently and continued to pour the wine.There was a splash, it seemed that it was not wine.

Wen Yingyao smiled when he heard the voice, "I'm in trouble."

☆, Mr. Childish

In Lu Zheng's impression, this "Mr. Wen" only appeared here half a month ago.The number of visits is not many, within half a month, including this time, there are only three visits in total.But impressive enough.

One is because of Wen Yingyao's outstanding appearance.When it appeared for the first time, the bartender thought that some celebrity had come, and when he was about to ask a question, Wen Yingyao abruptly stopped him by ordering in fluent German.

In fact, if you look carefully, Wen Yingyao was a little out of shape at that time, but after seeing enough of the bartender's dumbfounded behavior, Wen Yingyao himself realized it.His eyes scanned the rows of oversaturated wine bottles on the wine rack, and finally found a barely suitable one. He raised his finger and the target was accurate.

The bartender was embarrassed, this is one of the most expensive wines in their store.

Impatient, Wen Yingyao handed out a card, "Pay first", the coat was thrown aside, the neckline was slightly open, and Wen Yingyao was breathless.

The proprietress had noticed this place a long time ago, and looked at Wen Yingyao with Lu Zheng from a distance, and finally understood the brand of the suit jacket, and signaled the bartender to serve the wine directly.

Then there is the extravagance of spending money like water.

Drinking it all night is still the most expensive wine in the shop.

In the entire Ning City, there are not many who dare to make such a move.

Should be a foreigner.

Go straight along the long and narrow corridor, passing by the noisy bar and the colorful dance floor, the bustle gradually fades away, turn left, and there are three small doors in a row.The iron door panel made a harsh sound, and dark brown rust was exposed at the corners.Lu Zheng turned around and smiled apologetically, yanked the handle to open the door, and there was another loud bang.

Wen Yingyao shrugged nonchalantly, buttoned the jacket he had taken off with his right hand, turned the lighter against the wall with his left hand and looked back.

Ping Sheng was standing three steps away, looking at him warily, with a small bag bulging on his cheek, containing a candy, with a gloomy expression.

Wen Yingyao smiled provocatively.

Ping Sheng's expression changed, and he was about to say something when he heard Lu Zheng say, "Please come in, Mr. Wen."

Wen Yingyao quickly stepped in.

Ping Sheng grabbed Lu Zheng, "Aunt Zheng, this person..."

Lu Zheng patted Pingsheng on the shoulder, she knew what Pingsheng was thinking, "It's all right. Mr. Wen is a decent person."

Ghosts are decent people.

Ping Sheng turned his head to look at Wen Yingyao, who was leaning against the table with his head bowed and smoking, closed the door, and pulled Lu Zheng aside.

"Auntie, I just saw him lying on the ground. He doesn't look like a nice person. Really."

Lu Zheng squeezed Pingsheng's bulging cheeks, "If you eat more sweets, you will lose your teeth? The college entrance examination is coming soon, so you go to the boss's wife's room to do your homework and be quiet."

"I'll follow you."

"This kid..." Lu Zheng said seriously, "If you don't get into a good university, let me—"

"Anyway, I'll follow you."

Lu Zheng also knew how stubborn Ping Sheng was, so he turned around and walked into the room, and issued an ultimatum: "Then you must go home and sleep before twelve o'clock."

"it is good."

The house is not very big.It should only be used as a temporary rest preparation.There is a bright mirror, and various cosmetics are placed on the table.The room is very fragrant, and it looks like a place where a woman stays all year round.The only incongruous place is the small low table next to the sofa, on which is a copy of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" and an English simulation volume.

Two pens fell on the ground, and the compasses were not put away properly, forming a big obtuse angle.There was a black schoolbag upside down on the sofa, a cell phone protruded from the side zipper, and the screen just turned on.A black hooded sweater was huddled and crumpled in the corner of the sofa.

Wen Yingyao shook the cigarette ash, leaned over to pick up the English paper, and laughed out loud after looking at it.

Full of red crosses.

Look carefully, the grammar is not mastered at all.I know the words by heart, but what's the use of it.

Just as Wen Yingyao was about to throw the paper back, there was another slam from the door, and the paper was held in Ping Sheng's hand in a blink of an eye, with a glaring face incidentally.

Wen Yingyao didn't care, and put out the cigarette, "worthless".

Ping Sheng took a deep breath, Lu Zheng stepped forward and pushed him back, and said with a smile, "Ah Sheng's English is not very good..."

"College entrance examination?" Wen Yingyao sat down and asked casually.

"Yes, there are still two months." Lu Zheng found the ointment and said politely, "Mr. Wen, have you seen the person who beat you?"

Wen Yingyao looked up at Pingsheng, took the ointment, and said slowly, "I didn't see clearly."

The ointment is cool, but the texture is not very good.

Lu Zheng thought for a while, "Then it will be troublesome to find... Next time, you'd better not go to the back alley, it's still quite chaotic. Every time Ah Sheng is called to pour wine, I don't feel at ease..."

"This ointment is very effective. I usually rub it on A Sheng when he fights with others. Don't worry, Mr. Wen."

Wen Yingyao curled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to touch it, "Thank you", there is no point in staying any longer, so he picked up the coat on the back of the chair, "Let's go".

The door was open, halfway there, Wen Yingyao seemed to think of something temporarily, turned around and squinted and recalled: "Your English teacher is not very good, and the only correct multiple-choice question is actually wrong... You can't say that, It should be said that the level of the person who produced this paper is very poor." After speaking, before the two people in the room could react, Wen Yingyao waved his hand and left gracefully.

Lu Zheng looked back and saw the disgust on Ping Sheng's face, he laughed and said, "This Mr. Wen is so naive. What can you do with a child like you!"

When Yu Zhe called, the sun was high.

My mind went blank, and Wen Yingyao often attributed this to the aftermath of a hangover.

The curtains had never been drawn, and the whole room was as dark as a den.Wen Yingyao didn't like this feeling very much, he felt that he was completely rotten from the inside out.The moment the heavy curtains were pulled open, Wen Yingyao couldn't open his eyes, the sun was glaring, and the air was filled with fresh moisture from the mountains.

It is indeed the same as the old man said, it is really a good place to recuperate.

But what does he want to "rehabilitate"?

Wen Yingyao sneered.

The smile was not yet full, and the wound on the corner of the mouth was involved, "Hiss——"

what happened?

Wen Yingyao touched the corner of his mouth.

"You kid came to my place and didn't say a word! It's not a buddy! If Jiaqi hadn't told——"

"Yu Zhe, I broke up with her." Wen Yingyao's voice was very soft, with a gentle appearance, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed, not knowing what to think.

"I know. I know." Yu Zhe changed his words decisively, "In short, Dr. Yan said that she is very worried about you, and told you to go to her place when you return to Beijing."

"understood."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, Yu Zhe recalled the horrible incident some time ago, and said uncertainly: "Well, Ying Yao..."

"What?" Wen Yingyao got up to wash up, the sound of the water was not too loud, but Yu Zhe's voice brought a waterfall in Wen Yingyao's mind, causing a burst of dizziness.

"Are you really okay? There aren't too many reports in the news, but I heard from Dr. Yan that...the fucking people are all beasts—" Yu Zhe couldn't help being indignant when he thought of the pictures in the news, but again Thinking of such tragic consequences, in the end there is only sadness and powerlessness.

"It's over." Wen Yingyao's voice sounded very peaceful.

"—Lin Qian's funeral is yours—"

"Yu Zhe, what's the matter?" The edge of the pool suddenly slipped too much, and Wen Yingyao couldn't support himself, so he sat down on the ground.In sight, a basin full of water overflowed like a waterfall.

Yu Zhe said nothing more.That's right, it's meaningless to mention things that have passed.

Who is Wen Yingyao?

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is an all-powerful and well-known figure.

He should need time himself.For anyone who has experienced such a catastrophe, there will be a period of transition.Besides, Wen Yingyao's coming here is proof that it takes time.Thinking about this, Yu Zhe said in a relaxed tone: "Are you free? I'll treat you to a meal. I've been promoted, deputy prosecutor."

Yu Zhe was transferred to the Ning City Procuratorate two years ago, and Wen Yingyao knew about it at the time.

"Congratulations." Wen Yingyao said in a normal tone, got up and turned off the faucet.

"Then it's noon today?"

"it is good."

☆, amiable

After Wen Yingyao left, Ping Sheng was forced to go home to sleep.Lu Zheng is always worried that he will not grow tall due to lack of sleep, although Ping Sheng's height is already top-notch among his peers.

"Auntie has to help the proprietress settle accounts tonight, so I won't go back. Remember to eat at your mother-in-law's for breakfast tomorrow, I will ask."

"Oh." Ping Sheng nodded, quickly peeled off a milk candy, and stuffed the books and papers into the schoolbag. Just as the phone was taken out, the schoolbag was snatched away by Lu Zheng.

"—You child, you are so arrogant, won't you take it well?" Then he pulled it all out.

Ping Sheng leaned on the edge of the sofa, his phone quickly returned messages, and he answered Lu Zheng vaguely.

Ping Sheng: Are they looking for you again?

Xu Boshu: Hmm...how about Pingsheng?I just called you and you didn't answer...

Ping Sheng: I didn't see it.

Ping Sheng: Where are you now?

Xu Boshu: The canteen in front of my house.When they saw me, they waited for me to go out... I have been in the nest for almost an hour, and my mother should be in a hurry.

Pingsheng: Wait.

Xu Boshu: Hurry up...

The paper was folded and placed in the book, and Lu Zheng picked up the pen that fell on the floor and wiped it, "I don't know who you learned from your forgetfulness...your mother—" it stopped abruptly, and Lu Zheng raised her hand. Glancing at Pingsheng, he found that Pingsheng hadn't noticed, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, I'm leaving." The phone locked the screen, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and Ping Sheng took the schoolbag and carried it on one shoulder.

"Be careful on the road."

"Know it!"

Ninghu Bar Street is not far from Xu Boshu's house, and it took Pingsheng just over ten minutes to run all the way there.Before reaching the gate of the community, I saw three punks standing on the corner of the street smoking a cigarette with their heads down, one with red hair and two with yellow hair, one fat and one thin.Pedestrians passing by saw it from a distance and turned to the other side.

One of them received the fire with his back to Pingsheng. Pingsheng pretended to be passing by, lowered his head and tapped his phone quickly. After the message was sent, he put it away in his schoolbag.

"Oops! Damn it!" There was a sudden bump on the shoulder, the fire didn't connect to the cigarette, and it directly lit the back of the hand, which was excruciatingly painful.The little gangster immediately turned his head and glared at Pingsheng.Shamate's red hair almost stood on end.The other two fat and thin yellow-haired men immediately surrounded them with eyes on them.

Ping Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, Toffee slid to the side, shook his shoulders and said, "Sorry, I didn't see it." But his eyes didn't show any sign of retreating, they just looked at the red hair uneasily.

"Fuck! I'm the only one on the whole street, you fucking said you didn't see it?" Hongmao threw the cigarette on the ground, crushing it with his toes, "Do you believe that I just crushed you to death?"

From the corner of his eye, Ping Sheng saw the shadows moving at the entrance of the canteen, and Hong Mao seemed to have noticed it too. Just as he was about to turn his head, he heard Ping Sheng provocatively say, "I really don't believe it."

"Hold!"

The red hair exploded completely, and forced him to raise his hand to grab Pingsheng's neckline, his eyes darkened, "You fucking say it again?"

Ping Sheng rolled his eyes secretly, Xu Boshu should have come out...

"I'm sorry." Ping Sheng pushed the red hair away without changing his expression.

Red hair:? ? ?

Before he could react to the red and the yellow, Ping Sheng straightened his neckline, took a few steps back, curled the corners of his mouth slyly, then turned around and ran away.

"Fuck! Chase!"

"Boss! Boss—that, still squatting—" Fat Huangmao was embarrassed, hesitated, and glanced back at the canteen.

Only then did Hongmao anticipate something bad, and Ganqing was in the same group.But in the blink of an eye, Ping Sheng had long since disappeared.

The two subordinates looked at Hongmao's gloomy face tremblingly, and dared not say a word.

"Go back." Hongmao lowered his head and touched the back of his hand, the burnt place was still painful.

"Let me wait."

Xu Boshu poked his head behind the big tree, it was already late at night, and there was not a single ghost in the entire community, let alone a living person.Suddenly he was patted on the shoulder, so frightened that Xu Boshu immediately jumped up, his whole body was thin, like shaking a bamboo pole, "Ah!"

"What's the name of the ghost!" Ping Sheng was out of breath, panting with his hands on his knees. Pulse was handed to Pingsheng.

Ping Sheng was stunned for a moment, hehe smiled, "We need logistics for this cooperation?" He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured half a bottle, "Thanks!"

Xu Boshu shook his head, "I should thank you... I always ask you for help."

Ping Sheng nodded. After filling a bottle of water, there was a trash can not far away. He raised his hand and hit the target, "Just know it."Seeing Xu Boshu's gloomy expression, he thought for a while and asked, "When are you going to tell your mother? Or your father? Well... it's easier for men to communicate, why don't you talk to your father first?"

Xu Boshu trembled even more when he heard his mother's name, and he was weak: "My mother will beat me to death... My father is my mother's lackey..."

Now there is no way for Pingsheng to do so.

"How much do you owe?"

"Not much, the interest is expensive. They want three thousand at once... I don't have that much..." Xu Boshu was about to turn the plastic bag into a twist. Ping Sheng couldn't stand his obedient look, but there was nothing he could do about it.He didn't have any money, so he couldn't even ask Aunt Zheng if he wanted it.

"Your mother found it." Ping Sheng looked back.

Xu Boshu's back straightened instantly, and his whole body trembled, "W-Where..."

"You're behind you, but you didn't look at us." Ping Sheng pushed Xu Boshu, "Let's go, I think you should speak up early, beat me up..."

Xu Boshu almost cried when he heard it.

"Tsk," Ping Sheng noticed that Xu Boshu's mother seemed to be coming here, "If your mother sees you with me, it's just to beat him up early."

"gone."

"See you tomorrow……"

Pingsheng waved his hand.

It is one of the few private clubs in Ning City, where you can rest in the midst of the hustle and bustle.There is a shadow wall of calligraphy and painting at the entrance, which is meaningful, with faint babbling, and the well-arranged Pingtan comes around the courtyard, adding a bit of worldly elegance.

Yu Zhe sat on the second floor and looked down, the sunlight scattered all over the ground, artificially created a few sections of green bamboo and flowing water, flowing cups to watch the greenery, and the sound of water gurgling, it is really interesting.

But Wen Yingyao definitely didn't like it.

Yu Zhe smiled when he thought of this, he probably would complain as soon as people came, and sometimes he really couldn't get back to that venomous tongue.Who told someone's mother to be a traditional Chinese painting artist?That aesthetic looks like it was cultivated in the mother's womb.But Yu Zhe can be sure of one thing, this aesthetic is definitely not innate.Wen Yingyao's father is a real businessman and entrepreneur. He has a shrewd mind. The factories have all gone abroad. I heard Wen Yingyao mention it several times, and he always said: the old man is just a mobile dollar calculator, and he intuitively senses the exchange rate.

Yu Zhe laughed and asked: Come on, when you inherit the family business in the future, aren't you also a little calculator?

Wen Yingyao didn't bother to look at him, so he said lightly: Computer?Sneer, still young?I must be AI anyway.

After a while, I was still dissatisfied, so I asked: AI didn't grow up like me, did it... Tsk.

Yu Zhe was speechless.I was speechless.

But if you think about it carefully, the mixture of the artist's elegance and the businessman's mundaneness will never be an ordinary person.

At least not normal people.

Yu Zhe persuaded himself so.

Wen Yingyao's contradictions are reflected in his career.

Civil Servants.

Wen Yingyao is actually a national civil servant.

Hahaha!When Yu Zhe heard about this for the first time, he sprayed rice grains on his college girlfriend's face.However, this girlfriend broke up with him later.Yu Zhe thought for a long time, there should be a small part of Wen Yingyao's responsibility.

No matter how unbelievable the ending is, if you accept it for a long time, it will become a habit.It was hard for Yu Zhe to imagine Wen Yingyao's appearance at the negotiating table, but no matter what, Wen Yingyao would not be the loser.The reputation that gradually came out later also proved this point.Wen Yingyao's venomous tongue is sometimes like a bone-melting palm, making you feel lost and unable to find yourself, and when you turn around suddenly, you wish you could kill yourself.Sometimes it's like the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. Once you use one move, you can't tell the difference between the south, the south, and the north, and you will be in a daze.

Unfortunately, these Yu Zhe have all been taught.

Later, Yu Zhe comforted himself in reverse, which at least proved that his psychological quality was not covered.

But when he saw Wen Yingyao again this time, Yu Zhe immediately felt restless. When did this guy become so... so...

Amiable? !

As soon as those four words came to mind, Yu Zhe was in a bad mood.

Wen Yingyao, who just sat down, didn't say anything, looked down with his teacup in hand, and asked casually, "How did you find this place? It looks good."

Yu Zhe was speechless.I was speechless.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was indeed no next "action", Yu Zhe murmured to himself, his temper had changed too much.I guess I still can't make it through... Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Yu Zhe thought about it, then changed the subject, "How long are you here this time?"

Wen Yingyao tapped the eaves of the tea with his index finger, "I don't know".

"I don't know?!" Yu Zhe shook his hand at the waiter, indicating that he didn't need to come and order for the time being, "You don't know anything about your job?"

"Ah."

Wen Yingyao has completely changed.

Yu Zhe bowed his head in silence, although there were some things he really wanted to ask.For example, what happened abroad, how did Lin Qian die...

Also, what the hell happened to him.

However, Yu Zhe didn't ask these questions in the end.

"By the way," Wen Yingyao took out a business card from his pocket, "I remember that your wife is about to give birth, this is a very good confinement center, just give the front desk my mobile number when you go."

Yu Zhe accepted it calmly.This is like Wen Yingyao. "Thank you!"

Wen Yingyao nodded and said nothing more.

Yu Zhe scratched his hair, most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, he was very uncomfortable with Wen Yingyao like this.

"Hmm..." Yu Zhe scratched his ears and cheeks, thinking about it.

Wen Yingyao raised his head and smiled, "What?"

"What are you doing tomorrow?" Yu Zhe had nothing to say.

That smile made Yu Zhe's heart pound. I'm used to counting to nine in the cold winter, and suddenly I gave you a ray of sunshine, so you have to doubt it?

"sleep."

"Sleep, sleep...?!" With whom?Yu Zhe is a little gossip.

Wen Yingyao leaned back, with a normal tone: "I have nothing to do."

Yu Zhe nodded, expressing his understanding.The business card of the confinement center is made pink and tender, with green watercolor embossed patterns on the corners, which is cute and fresh.Yu Zhe thought of his wife, who was taking care of her third year of high school recently, and she was very difficult to deal with, and couldn't sleep well at night.Looking up at Wen Yingyao, he seemed to be in a trance, and he was not in a good mood.

Yu Zhe felt that if he didn't find something to do for him, he would probably be depressed...it must be depressed!

"Well...you just send a card?"

Wen Yingyao looked up at Yu Zhe with a smile on his face.

"How is your English?" Yu Zhe couldn't help but roll his eyes at himself, "Well, you treat me as a fart. Do me a favor?"

Wen Yingyao raised his eyebrows.

☆, dream reality

When Yu Zhe was transferred to Ning City two years ago, he was really a young talent, handsome, and single. Those who lined up to help him every day were all lined up for the aunt in the cafeteria.

But according to Yu Zhe's thoughts at the time, he was not in a hurry at all.With a sense of justice and a new official taking office, he is naturally full of enthusiasm for work.

But for the matter of fate, if the time comes, you can be anxious if you don't have to.

The day after Yu Zhe met Tang Wan at the gate of Ning City No. [-] High School because of business, he planned how to abduct Tang Wan and go back to meet his parents with him.

And at that time, from the beginning to the end, Tang Wan didn't say a word to him, she just smiled politely.

This smile made Yu Zhehun laugh away.

According to the colleagues present, it’s a shame that you are still wearing a uniform.

Yu Zhe continued to laugh.

Later, the two gradually became acquainted and developed a relationship, mainly because Yu Zhe chased him diligently.Tang Wan was a little hesitant at first. After all, there was a huge gap between the two families, and she was not a casual girl. This relationship still had to be considered in the future.When Tang Wan's family heard that Yu Zhe's parents had relatively high positions, they disagreed at first.

What honest people lack most is self-knowledge.

Yu Zhe is stupid, the first level is stuck? !

I can't!

This time, he went to the mother-in-law's court twice in three days.The mother-in-law saw that he was indeed a young and promising guy, so she thought that it would not be a problem to beat him to death with a stick, or the two of them would get along first, and if it didn't work, there was no need for their elders to intervene.

Yu Zhe was so happy that he showed Mother Yu the photo of Tang Wan the next day, boasting that it was a hype, but holding back what Mother Yu was about to say next.

The girl in the photo looks like Xiaojiabiyu, like her son's usual preferences. Yu's mother thought about it, and said to Yu Zhe earnestly: "It's good to fall in love." The implication is that it's not good to marry and go home.

Yu Zhe was angry, "I'm going to marry you by showing you the photos! How dare you treat me as if I were playing with a piece of paper?!"

The relationship between mother and son is so rigid.

Yu's mother fell in love with the daughter of a minister's family. She is beautiful and has a generous personality.Unlike Tang Wan, in Yu's mother's view, she was petty after all.Yu Zhe knew the wishful thinking in his mother's heart.Before meeting Tang Wan, it didn't matter.If you meet her, you must marry her.

Wen Yingyao was still in contact with Yan Jiaqi at that time, and the two were well matched.In turn, Wen Yingyao also helped Yu's mother to be a lobbyist, mainly to let Yu Zhe think more about his future.Originally, Yu Zhe was going to go back after training in Ning City for a year, but because of this, he dragged it until now.It means to take root in Ning City.

Although Wen Yingyao said that his vicious tongue was unabated, it was not as good as Yu Zhe's sincerity. At the end, he was quite emotional, "You are true love..."

"Otherwise? Like you?" Yu Zhe chewed peanuts and shook his index finger, "I don't think you can find any true love. Young Master Wen, you can make do with Jiaqi."

"How do you know that we are not true love?" Wen Yingyao's teeth were inexplicably gritty. The word "true love" sounded awkward no matter how he said it.

Yu Zhe didn't tell the truth, and gave Wen Yingyao a meaningful look, "Do you have any intention of marrying her?"

Wen Yingyao smiled, but did not speak.

Not really.

"I guess Jiaqi also knows." Yu Zhe looked like a latecomer, "You just procrastinate and wait for the day..."

Later, it was really hit by Yu Zhe.

Yan Jiaqi said that on the day they broke up, she asked the same thing as Yu Zhe: "Do you have any intention of marrying me?"

Wen Yingyao was generous and generous, without changing his face, he was extremely sincere, "No".

So we broke up.

Yan Jiaqi still likes Wen Yingyao.Later, I put down my body and contacted Wen Yingyao several times, but nothing happened.

Wen Yingyao is not the kind of boyfriend who can't even be friends after a breakup. On the contrary, he handles a breakup relationship more easily than a love relationship.

There is only one, it won't compound.

According to Wen Yingyao, he never healed the scar and forgot the pain.

Yu Zhe disdainful, if it was Tang Wan, I would love it no matter how much it hurts.You Wen Yingyao, what do you know.

Wen Yingyao didn't bother to talk about Yu Qingzhong.

Later, one day later, Wen Yingyao learned from Yu Zhena what "slapping the face" is, and suddenly felt that his face really hurt.

Yu and Tang are so tossing about, the elders of the Tang family see it, and feel sorry for the two younger ones.So later when Yu Zhe proposed, Tang's father and Tang's mother didn't stop him much.

Until the two got their certificates in Ningshi, Yu Zhe and his family still didn't talk about it.There has been a stalemate.The Tang family was also in a dilemma, but seeing that Yu Zhe was so responsible and protected his daughter to the end, they gradually felt relieved.

But Tang Wan was sure that he would have trouble in his heart, but Yu Zhe didn't care, and comforted him, although your name is Tang Wan, anyway, I just don't want to be that Lu You.

One sentence made Tang Wan dumbfounded.

After graduating from university, Tang Wan returned to the third high school in Ning and became an English teacher.At that time, the third high school was just established, and there were not many English teachers. When she first joined the job, Tang Wan led four classes in a row, preparing lessons every night until the early morning, which made Yu Zhe feel bad.

Later, Tang Wan became pregnant, and several times Yu Zhe asked her to ask for leave to raise her baby, but Tang Wan refused.At that time, I was leading a third year of high school, and the sudden interruption was very bad for the students.Until Yu Zhe found Wen Yingyao.

Tang Wan was no stranger to Wen Yingyao's name.After all, people who often appear in international news just don't know what kind of character they are and whether they are good to students.Tang Wan didn't doubt Wen Yingyao's knowledge, but asked Yu Zhe several times about it.

When Yu Zhe thought of Wen Yingyao's poisonous tongue, he was a little hesitant at first, but later found that Wen Yingyao's personality had changed a lot, and he was relieved to explain to his wife.

In mid-April, Ning City has signs of summer.At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was a little bit dry.The trees are shady, and people come and go, either yawning or rushing along.For breakfast, my mother-in-law pushed a small cart at the gate of the community, with three drawers of steamed buns and a large pot of tea eggs.It is often sold out before 07:30.

Ping Sheng didn't wake up, and saw his mother-in-law waving to him from a distance.

"Why is it so late? You're getting taller now." The mother-in-law looked up at Pingsheng, smiling, and her wrinkles were happily shining in the sun. "Take it! Aunt Zheng is worried, and keeps talking about it in front of my old lady every day."

Ping Sheng sighed, there were three eggs and three steamed buns, he couldn't bear it to death... Gripping the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, he just didn't reach out, and poorly discussed: "Two are fine... Grandmother..."

"Take it! If you weren't going to be late, I'd watch you eat."

Ping Sheng scratched his hair back, and took it slowly with his shoulders down, "Then I'm leaving, mother-in-law, go back and be careful."

After breakfast, the mother-in-law started to collect the stalls, turned around and stopped looking at Pingsheng, "Go, go!"

Ping Sheng took a bite of the steamed bun and began to trot.

Before reaching the school gate, Wu Hong took one of the three steamed buns, plus two tea eggs.Ping Sheng got angry, "You didn't eat breakfast?!"

Wu Hong opened his mouth, and swallowed the steamed buns dryly, with a natural expression on his face, "No."

"..."

"The tea eggs are still delicious, why don't you take more, I really like to eat my mother-in-law's tea eggs..." Wu Hong never idled while eating, "By the way, how is your English paper doing?"

"It's done." Ping Sheng took a few mouthfuls to finish the tea eggs, no longer giving Wu Hong's fat paw an opportunity to take advantage of.

"I heard that the English teacher has changed... Can you hurry up when you do the English paper next time... Teacher Tang used to be easy to talk, and it's fine if I take it later. Who knows how the new one will be..."

"..."

Wu