Do not provoke

He asked this bluntly and harshly, Tang Feng's face suddenly turned green, and it took a long time before he broke into a smile: "What are you talking about..."

The woman on the side also looked worried, glanced at Tang Xingbei, took a sip from the wine glass, stood up unhappy and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She said, carrying her handbag, glanced at the two of them, and Pingpingting went out the door without making a sound.

Tang Xingbei didn't bother to talk to her, he just stared at Tang Feng.

After the door was closed, he opened his mouth and said with a sarcasm, "I thought that even though you were a scumbag to the extreme, you could still bear a single-minded name... What's the matter, it's only been half a year since my mother left, and you've been away from me for a long time?" Has the dedicated phoenix man turned into a prodigal son?"

His words were so ugly, no matter how good the surface quality Tang Feng could pretend, he couldn't help but collapsed at this moment. He raised his hand and smashed the glass heavily, and frowned, "Am I spoiling you?" Tang Xingbei?! Dare to talk nonsense about elders? How did your mother teach you to be so unqualified!"

"...Are you worthy of mentioning my mother?" Tang Xingbei turned coldly.

He stepped on the corner of the table, slammed the chair away, got up, and stared at him while zipping his coat, and said very coldly: "I'm disgusted even if you say it out of your mouth."

"Tang Xingbei!" Tang Feng suddenly felt ashamed and indignant, and he slammed the table with fury, "Don't be ignorant! You'd better remember that your surname is Tang!"

Hearing what he said, Tang Xingbei sneered, and grabbed Fang Lin's left hand who was sitting on the sidelines, "If it wasn't for the inability to change the name of the household registration, you would think that I would be happy to take your surname."

He pulled people, turned around, and was about to leave, when he heard Tang Feng behind him suddenly speak in a cold and disgusted tone: "You are the only one who still has the face to criticize me? You and Fang Lin... how disgusting are you two when I don't like you?" Know?"

The moment Tang Xingbei heard Fang Lin's name, his whole body froze and he turned around abruptly.

He stared at it in panic and hatred, the corners of his mouth were almost pursed into a straight line, his eyes were deep and cold.

Fang Lin's face also darkened.

The person holding it in his hand seemed to tremble, and the temperature of his fingertips instantly became much colder...but he didn't pull his hand away.

He raised his head and looked at Tang Feng.

Probably because he had heard about Fang Lin's stories a long time ago. Tang Feng himself grew up in the bottom mud, so he was a little uncontrollably and inexplicably afraid when talking to him, so he hurriedly looked away, frowned, and picked up the wine glass. Barely took a sip.

"...Who told you?" Tang Xingbei asked suddenly.

Tang Feng regained his composure, glanced at him in disgust, and snorted coldly: "You don't care who it is, anyway, I already know."

Speaking of this, Tang Feng seemed to consciously control the scene, and looked over calmly and confidently.

Although unbearable violence was welling up in his heart, Fang Lin still didn't move, only staring at Tang Feng with extremely cold eyes.

... He had to wait for Tang Xingbei's reaction.

The people around stood motionless for a moment, and then said: "... so what?"

He raised his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell do I like, whether the person I like is a man or a woman, what does it matter to you?"

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, staring at him, and after a while, a half-smile of schadenfreude suddenly appeared on his face, his lips parted, and his tone was subtly crazy: "It really doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman... But, you Have you forgotten who Fang Lin is?"

Tang Xingbei's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were lowered, and even his lips seemed to lose their color.

Tang Feng watched with cold eyes, and lay back comfortably, leaning on the back of the chair, with mocking compassion in his eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "Tell me, if your mother knows that her son is actually with a rival in love If your son gets mixed up with you, will you be mad again?"

The box was very quiet, only the sound of the air conditioner was blowing the wind.

There was dark fire in Fang Lin's eyes, his anger was raging, but he had nothing to say.

... They all knew in their hearts that what Tang Feng was telling was the truth, and it was also the sore point that they dared not bring up and even deliberately blurred from the beginning of their temptation.

Tang Xingbei was stumbling and panting, he could almost hear the beating of his heart beating on his eardrums.

The people around him seemed to be aware of his struggle and pain, and after a moment of silence, they relaxed their hands.

Tang Xingbei could clearly feel the warmth of his fingertips, but he didn't move.

Fang Lin tried, and his heart slowly cooled down.

He sighed silently in his heart... Although Tang Xingbei had already expected Tang Xingbei's knot in his heart, at the moment when he was stabbed coldly, his heart still felt uncontrollably full of sourness.

He gave up the temptation, but at the moment when his left hand was almost completely drawn out, he was suddenly grasped tightly again.

Fang Lin raised his head instantly, frowned and looked over.

Tang Xingbei's face was still pale, but his expression slowly calmed down. He didn't look at him, but still stared at Tang Feng.

He said coldly, in a low voice, with a hint of dryness: "... I will take care of my mother's place, and she hates me and is angry that I have nothing to do with you."

He said, paused, and raised his eyes again: "So, as long as you dare to think about remarrying, I will immediately find a lawyer to deal with the company's property issues."

Hearing him mention this matter, Tang Feng's expression suddenly changed.

When Tang Xingbei's mother learned that her cancer was terminal, she reacted very quickly and resolutely managed the company like an iron bucket, and no one could squeeze in.

Previously, Tang Feng was holding shares and buying people's hearts. He tried his best to get in but couldn't get in. He could only pick up some trivial work on the periphery and worry about it.

It was only now that he suddenly realized... The Zheng family must have guarded against his wolfish ambitions, and he might not even get a piece of the company's property.

Seeing his face turn blue and white, Tang Xingbei said: "...you'd better remember clearly, when you married my mother, all the companies you owned were named Zheng."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Tang Feng looking over in shock and anger.

Tang Xingbei didn't speak, he directly grabbed Fang Lin, turned around and walked out the door, took a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "... let's go."

Fang Lin hummed, and before going out, he turned his head again, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Tang Feng coldly.

The latter had just smashed a glass, and if he wanted to curse out loud regardless of his image, before he could open his mouth, he was immediately overwhelmed by his gaze.

With a click, the door closed.

After leaving the box, the bustling din outside suddenly surrounded me warmly, as if I had stepped into another world.

Tang Xingbei stood quietly for a while, and after a long while, he squeezed Fang Lin's hand, frowned and put it on his stomach, sighing: "...I'm starving to death."

The momentous hostility on Fang Lin's body seemed to be just an illusion. Looking at him, he curled his mouth and said in a low voice, "Let's go, treat you to dinner."

Tang Xingbei hummed, let go of his hand, took out his mobile phone to check the time, and said in a low voice: "I want to eat Xiao Yang's Fried Chicken from Huancheng Street, as well as grilled squid with fried chicken and purple sweet potato. Taro ball milk tea."

Fang Lin glanced at him: "Okay."

Huancheng Street is in the south of the urban area, a bit far from the exquisite and high-end wealthy area here, so the two called a car.

Probably because he was in a bad mood, along the way, Tang Xingbei didn't say much, and turned his head to stare quietly out of the car window.

Fang Lin didn't want to disturb him, so he didn't make a sound.

The two got out of the car without saying a word, and walked towards the snack street together in silence.

After a while, Fang Lin heard the person next to him suddenly speak in a low voice: "...I'm sorry."

He hesitated, his voice fluttering in the midwinter wind: "I... Just now, I just felt sorry for my mother."

Fang Lin knew what he was talking about, looked over and said, "En."

Once some words are spoken, the communication below seems to be particularly smooth.

Tang Xingbei frowned and looked at the still crowded street, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

The icy wind rushed into the lungs, which made people calm down quickly.

He pursed his lips and said, "As long as I can remember, my parents have been arguing about... because of your mother."

Fang Lin listened without interrupting.

Tang Xingbei raised his hand and pulled the scarf upwards, revealing only the tip of his nose that was a little red from the cold.

His voice was a little muffled by the scarf: "Although I know that many things should not be blamed on your mother, nor should you be blamed. However, I still have some struggles in my heart... I don't want to accept it."

He lowered his eyes and took a breath: "From the previous summer vacation."

"Probably the first time I met you, I really... like you, although not to the extent that I am now," Tang Xingbei gritted his teeth, wondering if it was the cold wind blowing, his ears were a little hot, and he glanced over At a glance, "Can't you see it?"

Fang Lin looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, and sighed: "Then you see that I like you?"

His similar confession came out of nowhere, Tang Xingbei was startled, he raised his head suddenly, after a while he pulled off his scarf in silence, and nodded vaguely: "...ah."

"Ah what?" Fang Lin narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue, "You only found out during the summer vacation at most."

Tang Xingbei immediately frowned hesitantly: "... Wasn't it the time at my grandma's house?"

Fang Lin was silent for a long time, walked beside him, and suddenly sighed: "No."

He smiled calmly: "Maybe you think I'm crazy... But probably when I saw your photo for the first time, I had a very subtle... impulsiveness."

Tang Xingbei was really surprised. He stared at him for a while, and then he let out a sigh and looked away.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed again: "Then you must belong to online dating."

Fang Lin paused without making a sound, and glanced at him.

Smiling to himself, Tang Xingbei slowly fell silent again.

He looked at the road ahead, his eyes reflected the cold and icy snow on the road, he was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice in the cold wind: "Then did you also struggle at the beginning?"

"...It's okay." Fang Lin looked at him, "The main reason is that I didn't really realize that I liked it at that time."

Tang Xingbei snorted, then raised his head suddenly, and looked over with a frown: "So why did you agree to my dad to come and live with us before? Just because of me?"

Fang Lin paused, looked away, and cleared his throat: "...More than half of it."

"What about the other half?" Tang Xingbei asked.

"Because of my mother." Fang Lin said, looking over with a half-smile, "She wants me to live with you and learn better from a 'good student'."

Tang Xingbei: "..."

This is a great lesson, neither of them escaped.

While talking, the two of them arrived at the snack road on Huancheng Street.

It was already dark, and there were beaming red lanterns hanging on both sides of the snack road. The vendors probably wanted to make more money during the New Year's Eve, and they were still enthusiastically setting up their stalls.

There are also many people on the road, most of them are young students who come out to play, laughing and joking while eating and walking in groups.

Fang Lin followed Tang Xingbei's request and bought things one by one, holding them in his hand.

The clothes and temperament of the two are very eye-catching, and they are both boys. They have attracted a lot of attention since they entered the door, but they dare not look at them blatantly, and only take a few glances quietly.

Tang Xingbei finished eating the chicken chop without realizing it, wiped his hands, and then took Xiao Yang's Shengjian from Fang Lin's hand.

He paused, glanced to the side, saw that no one was paying attention, hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the carton, quickly picked up a fried pancake, and handed it to Fang Lin's mouth: "...you eat! "

He seemed a little embarrassed, the chopsticks almost reached his chin, Fang Lin subconsciously bit on it, and when he raised his eyes, he noticed the sudden enthusiasm around him: "..."

Tang Xingbei obviously noticed it too, froze and frowned.

But he waited until Fang Lin was almost done eating before withdrawing his hand, lowered his head and poked at the leftover fried rice in the box, picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fang Lin looked down, found out the milk tea and handed it to him: "I can't take it down, so I drink it myself."

"Oh." Tang Xingbei looked at the snacks on both sides, took a sip, and bit the straw.

He shook the cup again, looked over, hesitated: "Do you want to drink?"

"……Um."

Tang Xingbei didn't make a sound, didn't look at him, and slowly stretched out his hand to his face.

Fang Lin's throat moved, he tried his best to ignore the sight of his surroundings, and lowered his head to take a sip.

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Thank you Karen for the bazooka ~ thank you HJH, sit and wait together, Ning Xiaoxian, Yanyou, zoki, ANG, the story is so fake that no one can believe it (hahaha, what kind of beating did you go through) the nutrient solution~