After being cheated [Transmigration Book]

In the end, Ai Chen still slept in Ye Zhai at night.

I don't know if it's because of the bed or the sudden appearance at night, Ai Chen lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and finally the sky turned white before closing his eyes.

When he woke up again, it was already daylight. Ai Chen sat on the bed and stared at the strange environment around him for a while before he remembered where he was. He yawned and got up and opened the thin layer of gauze curtain, Looking at the sun-covered grass, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Going down the corner of the staircase, I happened to see Zhao Man sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a comb in his hand to comb the puppy's hair. He probably heard the movement at the stairs and turned his head to look over. His eyes met the corner of Ai Chenshi's mouth. He pulled it up naturally, "You're awake, are you starving? I asked Sister Ling to cook seafood porridge, and it's hot on the stove. Let me serve you a bowl?" After finishing speaking, he put down the dog and stood up, ready to go to the kitchen.

"No..." Ai Chen moved his mouth, the word 'yong' turned a corner on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed it back. He listened to the bragging/forced by those rich kids the whole time last night, nothing but a few glasses of wine in his stomach I didn't eat much at all, and I was really hungry right now.

The seafood porridge was so delicious that Ai Chen felt like drooling when he smelled it. He opened his chair and sat down, and fed a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. The taste was even more delicious than the smell.

Zhao Man stood opposite him, smiling like a mother looking at her son, "How does it taste? Does it suit your taste?"

"Yes." Ai Chen nodded, "Thank you, Aunt Zhao."

"Why are you being polite?" Zhao Man said, "Did you go out to socialize with your dad yesterday? It was too late to come back. Your dad has high blood pressure. Don't let him drink so much in future socializings."

Ai Chen is not familiar with Zhao Man, but for the sake of this bowl of porridge, he still nodded reluctantly.

Zhao Man pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him, "I knew I should ask your brother to accompany me, so I wouldn't drink too much."

Ai Chen didn't drink much last night, and he got up late purely because he didn't sleep well last night. He was still very clear-headed, and when he heard what Zhao Man said, he knew there was something in it.

Ai Chen didn't answer, but changed the subject and asked, "Where's my dad?"

"I made an appointment to play with Mr. Chen from Zhiyuan," Zhao Man shook his head and sighed, "I drank so much last night that I told him not to go, so I decided to go. Fortunately, I asked Wen Song to accompany me. Otherwise, I don’t even know if there’s a mistake.”

Ai Chen nodded, "Wen Song will be fine, besides, my dad is not too old to play ball after drinking a little wine."

Zhao Man choked for a moment, and agreed with a "yes" with a smile.

"How's your relationship with Hui Ling going?" Zhao Man asked with a smile, "I'm thinking about asking her to come over to have a reunion dinner at home for the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow?"

Ai Chen refused without thinking, "No need."

Zhao Man heard other meanings from these words, "What's the matter, did you quarrel?"

Ai Chen frowned, how did she understand such a result from these three words?

"No." Ai Chen said.

"It's fine if you don't have one," Zhao Man said, "Your father has been looking forward to your getting married and having grandchildren."

Ai Chen glanced at Zhao Man, and said with a smirk, "I'm not sure, I don't expect Wen Song."

"Wen Song is still young..." Zhao Man smiled and said pointedly: "But if you want to talk, you can talk about it."

Ai Chen didn't take this to heart, nodded perfunctorily, quickly finished the porridge in the bowl, found an excuse that the company had something to do, and left.

As soon as he woke up, he called Fang Tezhu. Fang Tezhu's car was already waiting at the door when he came out of Ye Zhai. Ai Chen nodded in satisfaction. He didn't want to go to the company. After thinking about it, he said, "Go to Juhua Bar."

Li Daiyun has been practicing dance very hard for the variety show she is going to be on recently. Wu Shuang has also passed the female third in a certain urban light comedy. Zhou Qian reported to him the current progress of Juhua and said, "Generally speaking, it's not bad. Not bad, but it is estimated that we will see the profit in the second half of next year.”

This is the case in the entertainment industry. Ai Chen has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run, not to mention his ambition is not as big as Ye Shihong's, and he wants to be the leading businessman in the province. The small broken company was actually made decent by her, and Ai Chen finally felt a little sense of accomplishment.

Back at the hotel at night, Ai Chen couldn't help but think of Gao Liwen who suddenly came to find something, and thought of Lou Xun in a timely manner. Since Lou Xun released his pigeons, the two have not been in touch. Ai Chen is busy with the company. He didn't remember things and entertainment, and he didn't know what Lou Xun was busy with.

Thinking of the embarrassment in front of everyone that night, Ai Chen felt that it was necessary to advance the schedule.

Forget it, let's not wait until the 20th, let's just settle for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ai Chen thought so and sent a message to Lou Xun.

-Ye Wenbai: [Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? ]

- Lou Xun: [? ]

-Ye Wenbai: [I want to find someone to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with, is my little brother free? ]

After sending this message, Ai Chen waited anxiously for several minutes before Lou Xun came back.

- Lou Xun [working overtime tomorrow]

What?

-Ye Wenbai: [No Mid-Autumn Festival holiday? ]

- Lou Xun: [overtime]

-Lou Xun: [Let's take a break when the time comes]

Ai Chen just planned to advance the plan and encountered a bottleneck. He typed "Okay" to Lou Xunxi, and called Fang Tezhu after quitting WeChat, "The one I asked you to check last time People, Lou Xun, do you have any impression? Say hello to their unit, and someone else will work overtime tomorrow." After thinking for a while, he said, "Their leader likes to accept, so you can send more."

Less than half an hour after the call was made, Lou Xun's new message came.

- Lou Xun: [I don't have to work overtime tomorrow]

Ai Chen hooked the corners of his mouth proudly, as expected, he can do whatever he wants with money.

-Ye Wenbai: [Then have dinner together? ]

Will this invitation come across as too tacky?Every time I make an appointment for a meal, it's like a rice bucket, but what if I don't make an appointment for a meal?

Ai Chen thought about it, and planned to sell it badly.

-Ye Wenbai: [I haven't passed the Mid-Autumn Festival yet (poor.jpg)]

- Lou Xun: [Are you an alien? ]

Ye Wenbai felt that the other party couldn't empathize with the other party just by typing, so he simply played a voice call.

Lou Xun quickly answered, "What's wrong?"

"Ahem..." Ai Chen cleared his throat and sighed, "Our rich families are very unfortunate."

There seemed to be all sorts of hardships hidden in the tone, and people couldn’t help being overwhelmed with sympathy. Ai Chen gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, thinking it’s no wonder that his senior sister recommended him a part-time dubbing job. , wouldn't it be a waste for him to have such a good sense of drama and quit that line of work.

"There's too much money to spend, right?" Lou Xun said.

"Money can't buy family and love." Ai Chen said casually, "Mid-Autumn Festival is a day when the whole family gets together, and I'm a loner... hey!"

"It sounds pitiful." Lou Xun clicked his tongue, "Why don't I do something good?"

"Okay." Ai Chen replied with a smile, "Then it's settled." As if afraid that the other party would change his words, Ai Chen immediately hung up the phone.

He lowered his head and glanced at the WeChat interface, thought for a while and then turned it off very decisively, feeling that he was so fucking smart.

Ai Chen got up early the next day in order to dress up carefully.

It is said that people rely on clothes and horses. Although he is chasing someone of the same sex, people's aesthetics must be similar. Most people like good-looking things, including people.Ai Chen thought, tidy up by himself, even if Lou Xun wanted to refuse, seeing how dedicated he was, and with festivals like the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would definitely not be able to say it face-to-face.

Ai Chen wandered around in the cloakroom several times without deciding what to wear. Wearing a suit seemed too formal, after all, he was just having a casual meal with his friends... But he still planned to confess his love by the way, although it might be possible for him This confession is not mixed with much real feelings, but the form still has to be followed, and the clothes must be decent... But Lou Xun usually wears casual clothes, either T-shirt overalls or T-shirt sweatpants. Ai dressed too formally, so would Lou Xun be disgusted if he confessed his love in a suit?

Ai Chen thought about it, and finally chose a set of sporty clothes according to Lou Xun's usual clothes.

Passing by a flower shop on the way to Lou Xun's house in a Cayenne, Ai Chen had an idea, pulled the car to the side and got in. When he came out, the clerk followed behind him pushing the cart. Bouquet of 999 red roses in full bloom, lowering their brows and shyly under the scorching sun.

"Put it in the trunk for me." Ai Chen said to the clerk.

Fortunately, the trunk of the Cayenne is big enough, even if 999 roses are placed inside, it will fill up the space. Ai Chen looked at the whole trunk and shook his head and sighed. He was not so romantic when he was chasing Wu Minjia.

But the times are different, and the status is different. He is now the rich second-generation president of a listed company, and this romantic thing is not just a matter of moving fingers.

The car stopped at the gate of Lou Xunjia Community, Ai Chen checked the time, it was only 10:30.

He booked a restaurant in the city center, a very authentic private restaurant, and it was just right to drive there in a while.

Thinking about this, Ai Chen took out his mobile phone and called Lou Xun, only to realize that he had forgotten to turn on the mobile phone since he turned it off last night. The young people were talking and laughing as they walked into the community, each holding a vegetable basket.

After turning on the phone, several messages came in. Ai Chen looked at the reminder. Ye Shihong called three times at [-]:[-] this morning, and Ye Wensong sent several messages on WeChat. Yunyun, let him remember to go back to Ye's house when he sees the news.

Ai Chen did not reply, and directly exited the WeChat interface, clicked on the phone book and found Lou Xun to dial.

The phone rang several times before it was picked up, and Lou Xun's hoarse voice drilled into his ears along the receiver, "Huh?"

Ai Chen was stunned, "You haven't gotten up yet?"

"Huh?" Lou Xun responded unresponsively, "Ah."

Ai Chen blinked, "Did you forget that we made an appointment to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival today?"

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