I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Zhou Jinhang thought that if you can't agree on a deal with someone like Guan Ling, it must be because the two parties have a discrepancy in price.At first, he thought that Guan Ling was slow to sell the painting to him because he was too thin-skinned to raise the price. Later, he had so many "evidences", he thought that the other party would take these "evidences" and knock them down. He paid a sum of money, but he didn't realize that he was not rejected for money in the first place, but for love.

He felt that he had heard a big joke, but Guan Ling's expression was so serious that there was no hint of a joke in his expression, Zhou Jinhang couldn't laugh anymore.

He remembered the first time he met Guan Ling, that day at the Silan restaurant, Liang Ze stood half a step behind him, so inconspicuous, but he didn't see him at all, and asked Liang Ze to see him off. Later, he pretended to invite him, and this man He went off the rails with the cheek again, and poured wine for Liang Ze naturally... On the day Qixin signed the contract, he also followed him, and he had nothing to do as an assistant to eat and drink with his front desk secretary, pretending to be uncomfortable I rested in the passenger seat and let the boss, Liang Ze, drive...

These seemingly inconspicuous piles, now combined with Guan Ling's sonorous and powerful confession, seem to be suddenly connected in series, and each pile seems to be clamoring for a sentence: He didn't lie.

There are so many foreshadowings for the surname official, just to claim the sovereignty and let him retreat in the face of difficulties?

But Liang Ze already has a fiancée surnamed Zhao, so where did Guan Ling come from for his confidence?

Could it be that Liang Ze...

Zhou Jinhang immediately vetoed this idea as soon as it came up. It's impossible. Wei Jie grew up with him. He knows Liang Ze's inclinations in this direction best. Make a move, let alone Guan Ling, Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway.

So there is only one conclusion, Guan Ling is just like him, only unrequited love.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jinhang relaxed, and he looked at Guan Ling with a bit of sympathy for each other, and a bit of disdain and pity for Guan Ling, "Just because you like him, do I have to stay away from him? What kind of logic is this? Or is it that your IQ is not fully developed at a young age, and you are a little confused about the situation?"

"It's you who don't know the situation." Guan Ling put the half-cold cup of coffee in his hand on the table, and rested his chin with that hand. Because of the angle, when he looked at Zhou Jinhang, his eyes seemed to roll. You are younger and prettier than you, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

"It's useless to be young and good-looking," Zhou Jinhang showed disdain, "You were also at the birthday banquet that day. Although there was no official announcement with Zhao's family, the form was almost the same." To himself, "Liang Ze likes women."

"He told you personally?" Guan Ling looked at him amusedly, "Does he like women or men?"

Liang Ze naturally didn't say it himself, and even said that his marriage with the Zhao family was uncertain, but this uncertainty was directly interpreted by Zhou Jinhang as an unexpected situation in a business marriage. He was timid and dared not express his heart, afraid The ten-year friendship was ruined. When he got together with his friends, he even deliberately ignored the topic of Liang Ze's love history, so that when Guan Ling asked this question in a suspicious tone, he was stunned for a moment.

Before he could figure out why he was stunned for a moment, Guan Ling said again, "I am his personal assistant, but I haven't received any salary. Do you know why you received a penny of wages?"

Liang Ze hadn't taken over the company yet, and his financial resources were limited, but it wasn't enough to even afford a small assistant's salary. Zhou Jinhang knew that Guan Ling had something to say.

"Because I'm his boyfriend." Guan Ling raised one eyebrow and looked at Zhou Jinhang's face, as if he wanted to penetrate the fine pores on his face and look deep into his bones and blood. "It's justified, so I don't need him to pay me a salary. We don’t need to be so alien to each other.”

These words were like a bolt from the blue, smashing the whitewashed peace on Zhou Jinhang's face to pieces.

His first thought was disbelief.

And he really didn't believe it.

He didn't believe that Liang Ze, who had always liked women, would like a man, and he didn't believe that that person would be the poor, tasteless and hard-talking Guan Ling, and he didn't expect that he had a wrong perception from the beginning.

If Liang Ze likes men, isn't it a joke that his ten years of uneasy secret love and not daring to speak out about his liking are all jokes?

"You're kidding me." Zhou Jinhang reassembled the scattered expression into indifference and disdain, "You think I'll believe it?"

"It's up to you." Guan Ling shrugged and leaned back in the chair again, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss Zhao, she is the first and only person who witnessed our love."

"I don't believe it." Zhou Jinhang leaned on the edge of the table and shook his head, with a pale expression, like a man insane, "How could he... he shouldn't, he has always liked women."

"He likes good-looking ones." Guan Ling patiently answered for him, "There is no distinction between men and women."

Zhou Jinhang looked straight into his eyes, as if he wanted to poke a hole in his face with scorching eyes, "I don't believe it!"

Guan Ling admired the expression on Zhou Jinhang's face, disbelief, frustration, unwillingness, and possibly a bit of desolation mixed with it all appeared on that face.Guan Ling thought, he used to love this face, but seeing him sad now, he seemed to have nothing but excitement and the pleasure of revenge in his heart. It was as plain as watching a drama with no acting skills. He acted hard and worried, but he didn't fluctuate, and even felt a little ridiculous.

"This is his exact words." Guan Ling continued to add fuel to the fire, "If you don't believe me, ask him yourself."

Zhou Jinhang has never been so embarrassed as he is now, as if he finally compromised, and even deceived himself and others to stick to his beliefs for ten years. Suddenly someone told him, in fact, your initial thoughts were right. It was wrong, the resentment that surged up in an instant was many times greater than when he asked himself in the past ten years, if you had chosen to speak out, would the result have been different.

He didn't even remember how he left the small dilapidated studio, he just felt that there was a constant buzzing in his head, and he had to ask for proof.

When Zhang Ping came back with the car keys, she happened to meet a big client at the door. Today, she used the eloquence accumulated over 20 years to sell the paintings in the store, so she had a good impression of this big client, almost holding her hands together. She was about to hand over the car keys, but the big customer seemed to have lost her soul and didn't see her, and hurried out while pulling out her mobile phone.

Zhang Ping chased after two steps before returning the car keys, and wanted to say a few polite words about coming back next time, but the big customer left without turning his head.

Zhang Ping came back to the store out of nowhere, and saw her boss slumped in the boss chair with a pumped ball, his face was frighteningly pale.

"Boss?" Zhang Ping rushed over, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"No..." Guan Ling regained his senses, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his forehead. With cold sweat on his palm, he stood up with the armrest of the chair, "Maybe I have a bit of heat stroke, I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while."

"Oh." Seeing that there was nothing serious about him, Zhang Ping didn't worry about it. She went to the back of the counter and opened the drawer to open the money notebook. Ling shouted, "Boss, how much did you charge for the painting just now? Did you scan WeChat or Alipay?"

Guan Ling paused, as if he just remembered something, "I forgot."

"Ah?" Zhang Ping looked at him and asked uncertainly, "Forgot?"

"I'll just send him off." Guan Ling waved his hands and didn't want to say more, and walked up the stairs directly. Behind him, Zhang Ping was yelling and yelling, but he didn't seem to hear it.

From the first time he met Liang Ze in this room, he was lying. Whether it was a personal assistant or a boyfriend, all the relationships between him and Liang Ze were established by lies. Ze felt that he just opened his mouth and used it plainly. The true and false scripts seemed to be commonplace for both of them.

But today he used Liang Ze to tell a big lie, there was no rehearsal of the script, no money transaction, Liang Ze had nothing to gain from it, Guan Ling was only for his own selfish desires.

Zhou Jinhang's obsession with Liang Ze is not clear to the official, but judging from Zhou Jinhang's expression when he left, he didn't completely believe what he said, not to mention that Zhou Jinhang has always been a rigorous person, it is impossible for him to believe what the official said. He will definitely go to verify it, and it is impossible for him to believe it if he is not completely sure, otherwise he would have directly confronted others after he knew his feelings for Liang Ze.

Guan Ling lay on his bed, thinking about what Zhou Jinhang would do at this time, would he ask Zhao Yihuan as he wished?Guan Ling couldn't guess correctly, Zhou Jinhang was very suspicious, and it was very likely that he would ask Liang Ze face to face.

If he asked Liang Ze, what would Liang Ze answer?Will he immediately veto it or will he tacitly follow his own path?

Guan Ling felt that he and Liang Ze had a tacit understanding, but in this matter, Liang Ze probably would not have such a tacit understanding with him.

He took out his phone, clicked on the address book and found Liang Ze's phone number. He rubbed his thumb on the number for a long time, typed it over and over again, but still found it difficult to say anything.

In the end, he exited the address book and opened Alipay, and found Liang Ze from Alipay. There was a transfer message in the chat interface, 888 two hours ago.

He hesitated for a while on the chat interface, finally clicked on the small keyboard, typed up character by character, and deleted character by character, and finally took a deep breath, typed the next line and sent it——

I just accidentally told Mr. Zhou about our matter.

Guan Ling looked at the sent message and felt guilty. He was worried that Liang Ze wouldn't understand, so he had a plan. He was about to add an explanation, but the phone vibrated twice, and the chat interface changed to an incoming call reminder. interface.

Guan Ling was taken aback, and picked up the phone with a flick of his hand, and pressed the speakerphone.

"What's the matter with us?" Liang Ze's voice sounded abruptly in the room, causing Guan Ling to bounce off the bed in fright.

He stared at the mobile phone thrown far away by him, swallowed guiltyly, and got stuck just now when he was thinking about adding an explanation.

"Hello?" Liang Ze's voice became a little impatient after some rustling noises, "Where's you?"

"I'm here..." Guan Ling hiccupped nervously, "I'm here."

"What's the matter with us?" Liang Ze asked.

"Just..." Guan Ling felt that his throat was dry, he swallowed again, trying to recall the draft he had just typed, and said dryly, "It's just about the fake boyfriend."

Liang Ze was silent for a few seconds, "Oh."

Oh what do you mean?Is it angry or is it angry or is it brewing?

Guan Ling didn't bother to care anymore, he couldn't protect himself now, so he had to get rid of the lie before Zhou Jinhang, he gritted his teeth, and lied with his eyes closed, "I heard what he meant, and the birthday banquet probably won't be held that day. I fell in love with Miss Zhao's family, probably because of the awkward relationship between you and Miss Zhao's family, so it's not easy to start, so I asked you here, I thought you are not good friends, anyway, you treat Miss Zhao's family well It doesn't make sense, I just said it."

"En." Liang Ze said in a deep voice, "And then."

Guan Ling didn't know what his attitude meant, so he closed his eyes and continued to brag, "I modified it a little bit, and didn't say that we were fake, just hinted that he liked it and went after him."

After saying this, Liang Ze was silent for a longer time than before. Guan Ling's heart was raised in his throat, and the sweat on his forehead broke out layer after layer. Even if Liang Ze yelled at him at this moment, he would endured.

After a long time, Liang Ze didn't wait for the swearing, but waited for a soft and irrelevant sentence, "When did you get so close to Zhou Jinhang? He actually wants to chat with you?"

Liang Ze's question was too unprepared, Guan Ling had prepared all the words, but the one who was not prepared for this question got stuck for a while.

"Didn't he ask me about you by himself?" Liang Ze said suddenly after asking, "No wonder I asked you for your phone last time just to ask this?"

Liang Ze guessed wrong, the last time he asked for a phone number was to contact him privately to buy paintings to please him, but Guan Ling didn't explain it, and took the blame for his mistake, "I guess I'm sorry, after all, a friend's wife can't be bullied."

"You came to me just to talk about this matter?" Liang Ze asked again.

"That's right." Guan Ling said with a guilty conscience, "It's a very important matter, let me talk to you first."

Liang Ze seemed to be pleased by his attitude, "All right, I understand."

Guan Ling heaved a sigh of relief instantly, and the heavy boulder on his chest also relaxed a lot, he was about to find an excuse to hang up the phone, when Liang Ze on the other end asked curiously, "Alipay can also chat besides transfer money? "

"Yes...ah." Guan Ling stammered back without daring to breathe.

After answering for a while, Liang Ze didn't say anything more, Guan Ling was about to ask again, Liang Ze hung up the line first.

At this point, Guan Ling was really relieved, but the feeling of guilt became more and more prairie fire because of one lie after another.

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