He walks the career path in Shurachang

The half-smoked cigarette butt fell to the ground at some point, was blown out by the cool winter wind, and was flattened by a leather shoe.

The owner of the shoe narrowed his eyes at the two people who were entangled by the car, and said coldly, "Did you forget that I, a big living person, is here?"

When Shang Heng turned his head, Lin Yuqing stood aside silently, staring straight at him, his eyes could no longer maintain a self-deceiving smile, as if the river bed had finally bottomed out after drying up, leaving only a sense of embarrassment. and barren.

Lin Yuqing raised her fingertips to gently caress her lower lip, there was no warmth there, and she tried everything she could just now to get a little touch on the corner of her eye, and was pushed away by Shang Heng without thinking.

With his temper, if he categorically refused, how could Wen Ruiyun succeed?

Realizing this, Lin Yuqing's heart sank like a bottomless pit, her throat took a heavy breath, her fingers hanging by her side trembled slightly, and her fingertips brushed against the fabric of her trousers unconsciously.

There is obviously no place for him here, but he is still stubbornly stuck here, letting the cold winter wind make his eyebrows and eyes feel cold.

Shang Heng loosened Wen Ruiyun's hand in embarrassment, Lin Yuqing's injured expression made him feel inexplicably owed.

He cleared his throat and took a step forward: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, Mr. Wen is drunk. I'll send him back first. We'll talk another day..."

Lin Yuqing put her hands in her pockets, looked away and looked at the dark alley, with a dry smile on the corner of her mouth: "Drunkness is really a good reason, you can be taken care of, you can do whatever you want, you can get priority, Is it right?"

Shang Heng's lips moved slightly, his wrist was suddenly grasped, his warm palm pressed against his skin, followed by Wen Ruiyun's scorching breath.

"Get in the car quickly, it's cold outside."

Shang Heng glanced at him helplessly, pinched the center of his brows with a headache, took out his mobile phone, and said to Lin Yuqing: "I'll help you call your assistant..."

"No need. I didn't drink, so I can go back by myself." Lin Yuqing inserted her fingers into her hair and plowed a half-length hair, and said calmly, "You can send President Wen first."

Even so, the footsteps still stayed in place without moving.

Shang Heng hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, opened the car door and stuffed Wen Ruiyun into the passenger driver, and went around to the opposite side: "Then let's go first, you drive carefully at night and pay attention to safety."

Lin Yuqing stood at the intersection and watched the car start and gradually disappeared into the depths of the night. She couldn't help covering half of her face, hiding a wry smile of extreme disappointment.

Whenever Shang Heng hesitated, he would continue to lie to himself that there was still hope, but Dongfeng was always ruthless, and at such moments he would not forget to add insult to injury, pouring it all into his heart.

Lin Yuqing stayed in place for a while, turned up the collar of her windbreaker, turned around and disappeared into the alley.

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The black Bentley galloped on the empty street, and the street lights and neon lights on both sides were constantly being thrown away, and the remaining colorful lights and shadows flowed on the faces of the two.

"Where's your driver?" Shang Heng held the steering wheel with one hand and yawned lazily.

Wen Ruiyun leaned lazily on the back of the chair with a crooked body, staring at him intently, his side face was reflected on the black car window, his chin was elegantly lined, sharp-edged, and he was extremely quiet. Crazy energy.

Hearing this, he blinked slowly and said, "I sent you away."

Shang Heng glanced at him, not surprised: "Then what if I don't see you off? What are you going to do? You won't really drink?"

He thought to himself, even if the whole world is drunk, Wen Ruiyun must be the last one who is still sober.

Wen Ruiyun smiled, and his tone was understated and firm: "You won't leave me alone."

Shang Heng firmly grasped the steering wheel, frowning: "But you forced me to drop Lin Yuqing."

Wen Ruiyun raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "You blame me? If you can't let go, you can reverse the car and go back to pick him up."

Shang Hengliang let out a sneer, stepped on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road, and then started to reverse the car.

Wen Ruiyun pressed the back of his hand holding the handbrake, sighed, and smiled helplessly: "Okay, blame me, blame me, I'll just be a villain, I don't want you to see him, okay?"

Shang Heng didn't really have this plan, and the purpose of scaring him was achieved. Seeing the other party's face of admitting defeat, he smiled secretly, took the steering wheel and continued on the road.

Wen Ruiyun looked at the intersection outside the window and emphasized again: "I'm going to your place."

Shang Heng turned his head to look at him, and pursed his lips: "I haven't returned to the apartment for several days. I've been busy recently, and I live in the company. Why do you have to go there? I haven't cleaned up the mess, I still Let me take you back to your mansion first so you can rest, okay?"

"Not good." Wen Ruiyun rarely showed a stubborn look, looking at him with bright black eyes, and repeated, "I'm going to your place."

Facing the "willful and reckless" Wen Ruiyun, Shang Heng was helpless: "Mr. Wen, you are not 13 years old at [-], well, I believe you have really drunk."

With a long sigh, he turned at the next intersection and drove back to his bachelor apartment.

Wen Ruiyun closed his eyes in satisfaction, folded his hands lightly on his lower abdomen, relaxed his body and began to take a nap.

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When the two returned to the apartment dressed in frost and dew, it was already the middle of the moon.

The sensor light in the corridor blinked, alternating between bright and dark, the corridor was very quiet, only the sound of two people's leather shoes stepping on the stone brick floor.

Shang Heng led Wen Ruiyun upstairs, and when he touched the key to open the door, a warm heat source suddenly stuck behind his back.

Wen Ruiyun hugged him forcefully from behind, put his palms into his open coat, and stroked his chest through the shirt.

The hot lips touched the earlobe, and the deep voice was too sexy: "I seem to be really a little drunk..."

Shang Heng instantly clasped his flailing wrist, and pressed the other hand on the door to support the weight of two people. The key fell to the ground with a clang, which was like a thunderbolt in the quiet corridor.

"Wen Ruiyun, I should sober you up while blowing the cold wind outside." Shang Heng sneered.

Wen Ruiyun rested his chin on his shoulder, closed his eyes and urged him with a smile: "Hurry up and open the door, I'm a little tired."

Pretend, you pretend for me!

Shang Heng pulled his hand away, bent down to pick up the key to open the door, and snorted heavily: "If you don't make trouble, I would have opened the door a long time ago..."

The two struggled and finally stepped into the door. Shang Heng was about to throw this large koala into the entrance, but Wen Ruiyun pressed him against the door panel with strength from nowhere!

The heavy anti-theft door slammed into the wall, making a loud, muffled sound.

Compared with his rude gestures, his kiss was gentle and lingering, like the breeze blowing in March, with a hint of drunkenness, the tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, biting Shang Heng's thin lips and refused to let go.

How could Shang Heng fall down twice in one night?As soon as his knee was lifted, it hit his thigh bone, Wen Ruiyun frowned and let out a muffled groan.

Shang Heng grabbed each other's wrists and tugged hard, the two lost their positions in an instant.

He raised Wen Ruiyun's wrist high, and taking advantage of his height, he pinched the man's chin condescendingly, forcing him to raise his head, and the sliding Adam's apple revealed a beautiful arc.

"Wen Ruiyun." Shang Heng squinted his eyes, and the two of them fought hard, "This is not your big house, be honest with me, if you play drunk again, I won't be polite to you!"

Wen Ruiyun was a little unaccustomed to this posture of being completely controlled by others. He smiled heavily, and held Shang Heng's back of the head with his free hand and pressed hard towards himself, with the tip of his nose almost touching the tip of his nose.

The distance between the lips is only one centimeter, and the rapid exhalation is entangled between this centimeter: "Why are you impolite? Tell me and listen."

That handsome face was magnified in the pupils, the lips that were close at hand opened and closed, and their eyes met each other, so close that they could clearly see the rolling dark red in each other's eyes, Shang Heng's breathing was momentarily disordered.

He took a deep breath, frowned and opened his hand, straightened up and opened the distance: "Wen Ruiyun, you..."

Before the words were finished, Shang Heng suddenly noticed the wide open door, diagonally across the corridor, the originally closed door opened silently at some point.

Rong Zhi was standing silently at the door, still wearing the same white shirt and trousers that were always neat and clean, his face paler with silver-rimmed glasses, and a pair of deep pool-like eyes staring at them without blinking.

He bit his lower lip tightly, the color of his lips was too pale to be seen under the corridor lamp.

"Rong Zhi?" Shang Heng was stunned.

Looking at Wen Ruiyun again, the latter Shi Shiran stood up straight from the door panel, stroked the tie and lapel that were wrinkled by Shang Heng, and instantly changed back to the elegant and decent big president, smiling at Rongzhi calmly, with clear eyes, Not half drunk.

"Lawyer Rong, we meet again so soon." Wen Ruiyun said meaningfully, "Fortunately, I will continue to wait, right, Lawyer Rong."

Shang Heng's eyes rolled, and he immediately understood that Wen Ruiyun, a dog, probably saw Rong Zhi open the door a long time ago.

I just don't know what it means.The two met just now?What kind of riddle is this...

Rong Zhi said lightly: "Yeah, I didn't expect that Mr. Wen's movements are really fast."

"At the restaurant just now, I thought you would see Teacher Lin off first." He turned to look at Shang Heng: "You haven't come back for a few days, I just heard the movement, I cooked some dumplings, and I want to ask if you want to be late eat together……"

His eyes turned around the two of them, and finally fell on Shang Heng's rosy lips, he lowered his head and smiled, his dark pupils were hidden under the shadow of bangs: "It seems that you don't want it anymore."

"Rong Zhi." Shang Heng frowned, and finally swallowed the words of explanation, saying: "Thank you very much, I have a full meal tonight, you should go to bed early."

Rong Zhi's fingers holding on to the door suddenly tightened, his fingertips turned white slightly, and then slowly loosened, he nodded, with his usual gentle smile on his face:

"Okay, but your apartment is a single-person apartment and there is no guest room. Mr. Wen is here as a guest. If it is inconvenient at night, why not come to my guest room for one night."

Shang Heng raised his eyebrows, lightly licked his lower teeth with the tip of his tongue, and looked at Wen Ruiyun with a half-smile: "I almost forgot about it, Rong Zhi's proposal is good, what do you think, Mr. Wen? You can't be wronged to sleep on the sofa Bar?"

Wen Ruiyun smiled slowly: "Don't bother Lawyer Rong, anyway, it's not the first time I share a bed with Shang Heng, and it's okay if there is no guest room. Mr. Shang, don't you think so?"

Rong Zhi's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Shang Heng in disbelief, his normally tepid expression finally cracked a wound at this moment.

Shang Heng: "..."

It's no wonder Wen Ruiyun, the dog, insisted on coming here with him. His mind is smaller than the tip of a needle, and it's broken!