He wags his tail when he sees me

He took a bath at Jiang Che's house, if he came home with the smell of blood all over his body, he would definitely be disgusted by the family.

Jiang Jihai was tidying up the mess in the kitchen. He quietly glanced at Jiang Che in the room. He was lying there quietly, as if he was thinking about something very carefully.

He quietly exited Jiang Che's room, and left without saying hello.

On a rare occasion, he went to the store to buy a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, and smoked while walking on the sidewalk.

Passers-by frowning and hurried past, looking at the wound on his face, some dared not speak out.

Jiang Che went to work the next day as if nothing had happened, but Lin Ji didn't come, and Secretary Xiao Wang got another job of serving tea and water for Jiang Che.

Secretary Xiao Wang got married at the beginning of the spring, and Jiang Che followed the share money. He heard that his wife was pregnant. Because of this, he didn't complain at all when he was ordered around by Jiang Che.

At noon, Jiang Junchen went to Jiang Che's company with the lunch he had just made. He knew that Jiang Che had just begun to have a estrangement with Jiang Jihai.

"Look what I did for you today?" He put the heat preservation box on Jiang Che's desk, and opened it for him layer by layer.

Jiang Che put down the pen in his hand, took the rice he handed to him, was about to taste it, but saw the still ugly wound on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Why don't you go to work today?"

"I'm going, I have to go home to cook anyway, so I'll make some more and send it to you." Jiang Junchen smiled, "Remember to add food expenses to the dividends at the end of the year."

"I didn't ask you to bring it to me." Jiang Che smiled. In order to cover up the redness in his eyes, he even wore glasses.

Jiang Junchen looked at what he was writing just now, thinking that if I didn't bring it to you, you wouldn't eat.

"Did he say anything about you when I went back yesterday?" Jiang Che took a sip of soup and looked at Jiang Junchen with a smile.

"What can he tell me." Jiang Junchen waved his hand, as if he was reluctant to talk about it, "Don't inquire about me, I won't tell you."

"..." Jiang Che ate very quickly. After finishing the last sip of soup, he put down his chopsticks, then picked up the pen that was put aside, and continued to chase his things.

"You don't want to eat so much left?" Jiang Junchen glanced at him, he only ate half of the rice and vegetables, but the soup was finished.

"You can eat." Jiang Che wrote with his right hand, and began to move his left hand quickly on the keyboard, "I'm full."

Jiang Junchen was stunned for a while, and sure enough he started to eat. He hadn't eaten yet in order to send it to Jiang Che quickly so he could go back to work.

The office was very quiet, only the sound of Jiang Junchen eating and Jiang Che's typing on the keyboard.

Jiang Junchen glanced at Jiang Che, his face seemed a little pale, he looked very bad, "I saw Yi Wentao on the road just now, he doesn't seem to have left the country yet."

"I know." Jiang Che twitched the corners of his mouth, "He said he would stay for another week, whatever he wants, anyway, he is a rich second generation, he can do anything wrong."

Jiang Junchen wanted to sigh, but he held back thinking about it.Although he really wanted to ask what happened to Jiang Che, Jiang Junchen didn't dare, for fear that such superficial things would easily collapse, which would be too terrifying.

"Then I'll go back first."

"Well," Jiang Che didn't lift his head, "you go back, don't bring me food tomorrow, I will order takeaway by myself, how tired I am from running around."

Jiang Junchen packed the lunch box and said yes.

Everyone has grown up, and it seems that they don't want to be as delicate as before.

After getting out of Jiang Che's company, Jiang Junchen stepped out with his front foot and bumped into Yi Wentao with his back foot.

Jiang Junchen frowned, and stopped him, "Go, go, Jiang Che is still working overtime, don't disturb him."

"I'll go up and have a look." Yi Wentao looked at Jiang Junchen's impatient and ferocious expression, and said again with puckered lips, "Okay, I'll wait below."

"Don't provoke him."

Yi Wentao was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

-

Lin Ji is arranging clothes in his room. His fashion show needs to be prepared half a month in advance, and the air ticket is booked for tomorrow afternoon.

Lin Ji saw Lin Dongxu sitting on the sofa, looking a bit out of spirits. Although he tried his best to pretend nothing happened, Lin Ji could still see his exhaustion.

He went downstairs and walked behind him and called out brother.

"Ji." Lin Dongxu said, "Have you booked your flight ticket yet?"

"Yeah." Lin Ji went around the sofa and sat down beside Lin Dongxu, "Brother, you don't have to accompany me."

"How can I do that?" Lin Dongxu rubbed his head, "It's the first time I'm traveling alone, I'm still worried."

Lin Ji nodded and asked, "Then I will help you prepare your clothes."

"Ah."

"Ji," Lin Dongxu said suddenly, "You seem to have changed something."

Lin Ji stopped when he heard it, lowered his eyes, and said, "Brother too. I used to think that my brother would only treat me well, and my brother would always leave me his favorite things in the past, but since I met Brother Anshun, my brother will leave what is left to me to Brother Anshun."

"Dad left early, and Mom didn't want us anymore. At that time, I should know that no one will always love anyone. Dad hated me when I was born. Mom chose to abandon me because Dad hated me. My brother will no longer treat me because of He Anshun. I'm fine." Lin Ji looked at Lin Dongxu's stiff back, he didn't turn his head to look at himself, as if acquiescing to what he said.

"I know my brother always thinks that he likes me, but I'm actually the excuse that brother used to get close to He Anshun. So I hate all of you."

"Lin Ji, it's not like this!" Lin Dongxu stood up abruptly, but he had already disappeared in front of his eyes.

-

Yi Wentao stood downstairs in Jiang Che's company, really waiting for the sun to set from noon until evening.

Jiang Che hurriedly took the elevator downstairs, and suddenly wanted to drink some sake from that dumpling shop today, and he wanted to go there before the shop closed.

As soon as he went downstairs, Yi Wentao hurriedly drove to stop Jiang Che.

"Hey, hello!" Yi Wentao was afraid that Jiang Che would ignore him, so he hurriedly followed in his car.

"Jiang Che, where are you going?" Yi Wentao lowered the car window, and the hot air from outside suddenly entered the car with the air conditioner on.

"I'm starving, I'm going to drink some wine."

"Then you come up, and I'll take you there." Yi Wentao blinked at him, thinking that he would not pay attention to him, but he stopped when he thought of it.

Yi Wentao stopped after him, Jiang Che went around to the co-pilot, opened the door and sat on it, "Quick, quick."

"Reincarnation of a starved ghost?" Yi Wentao laughed at him, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Well, the starved ghost reincarnated." Jiang Che sent him the address, then stared straight at Yi Wentao, "But why are you here?"

"You didn't reply to my message, and you didn't allow me to come to you?" Yi Wentao followed the navigation. It was not far away, and it took a few minutes to arrive.

There seemed to be a lot of guests tonight, but the old seat was still vacant, so Jiang Che walked over and sat there.

Yi Wentao has never been to this kind of small restaurant, and the air here is not very fresh. He was born in rich clothes and well-fed, so he has never been to such a place.

"Boss, here's a bowl of dumplings and three bottles of sake." Sitting there, Jiang Che called out to the busy boss.

Yi Wentao couldn't leave Jiang Che alone now, he gritted his teeth and immediately followed and sat next to Jiang Che.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Che asked, "The dumplings here are delicious, I have been here several times."

"Okay then." Yi Wentao was reluctant, but he hadn't eaten after waiting for Jiang Che for nearly six hours, and he was really hungry.

Seeing his reluctance, Jiang Che sneered, "Boss, have another bowl."

"How do you go back after drinking?" Yi Wentao frowned.

"I'll go back to the company to work overtime later." Jiang Che closed his eyes and rubbed his bloodshot eyeballs, "I'll leave at night when I wake up from the wine."

"Can you do such a high-intensity work?" Yi Wentao looked at him with some concern, "What if you fall ill?"

"You can't ask a man if it's okay." Jiang Che glared at him, then smiled, "If people get sick so easily, then everyone in the world will be sick."

"Hey, Jiang Che, did you bring a new friend here today?" The boss brought him wine first, then served some side dishes, "The side dishes are for you."

"Boss, you are too kind." Jiang Che made friends with the boss while drinking wine, "I will definitely come here often in the future."

"Business is good today."

"That's right," the boss looked around, "Recently, the business has just picked up. Don't tell me, it's only after you came here that my store's business gradually picked up."

"Yes, yes, I suddenly remembered when you said that," Jiang Che took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the sake and side dish dumplings and added a nice filter, and said to the boss, "I'll send you the Promote it online, I don’t guarantee that this business will be better, but I will help you.”

"Thank you, thank you," the boss happened to bring Yi Wentao's share to him, "There is no need for free publicity, as long as it is publicized, it is good."

"Look," Jiang Che said to Yi Wentao with a smile, "Boss sounds so comfortable when he says that."

"Yes, yes, yes." Yi Wentao saw that he hadn't had a drink yet, but he seemed to be in a daze of intoxication, so he could only agree with him, "What you said is right, what you said is right."

"No," Jiang Che took a sip from the bottle, his ears turned red from the alcohol, "I'm not right, I'm a big fool."

"Jiang Che..." Yi Wentao was a little worried. When he met Jiang Junchen at noon today, he said to himself some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said. If he had known that this kind of thing would happen, he would have If he was kidnapped, he would also have to be kidnapped by Jiang Che.

Seeing Jiang Che's pretending to be strong now makes him feel uncomfortable, and his heart is gripped one after another. It's no better than experiencing it himself.

"I'm a fool, and you're a fool too." Jiang Che took two mouthfuls of dumplings. This mouthful was too hot, he couldn't swallow it and didn't want to spit it out, so hot that his tears were watering.

"Yes, yes, yes," Yi Wentao followed suit. Although he just disliked it, the snow-white dumplings in the bowl were really delicious, "I'm a fool, can I guard you in the future?"

"I don't want it." Jiang Che smiled and disliked him, "I don't like your stinking behavior."

"I figured it out too." Yi Wentao took two more mouthfuls, and looked at Jiang Che with the same smile, "I don't need you to like me either. If you don't like me, it doesn't make sense for me to bully me."

"Yes, don't wait for me." Jiang Che patted his face like coaxing a child, "I want to die alone, I want to earn a lot of money and spend it as I like."

Yi Wentao grabbed his hand and held it for a while before letting go, "Well, I won't wait for you anymore, my dad introduced a woman to me a few days ago, and I'm going to go abroad to get married in a few days."

"Haha," Jiang Che laughed a little presumptuously, and pointed his index finger at him, "You have a skill, kid."

Yi Wentao lowered his head and smiled, as if he couldn't tell the truth, "Don't make fun of me. Where there is any first-hand and second-hand ones, my father used me as a mortgage for the business."

"I wish you happiness." Jiang Che drank another bottle of wine, his eyes blurred, "I also wish me happiness... I wish myself happiness, I won't be broken..."

Yi Wentao licked his lips, resisting the choking in his throat, his eyes seemed to be fogged by the heat from the bowl, he stuffed several dumplings in a row, afraid that he would not be able to bear it for a second He couldn't stop crying, but he still couldn't help not looking at Jiang Che, and he couldn't help the sourness in his eyes.