They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

Yan Quan has been weird recently.

This is what Yan Lin summed up to Shen Qiucheng.

When Yan Lin made a phone call, he would ask questions and gossip first. Shen Qiucheng had a lot of work at hand. If someone else had talked to him aimlessly and irrelevant nonsense, he would have politely refused to hang up. But this is Yan Lin. Lin, and there is always something inside and outside the words...

Shen Qiucheng put out the cigarette—it was already the fifth one—he kneaded the center of his brows, and finally couldn't help it, interrupting Yan Lin's unconstrained and unconstrained eloquence, "Xiao Lin, what exactly do you want to say? Don't beat around the bush , Just say it straight.”

After a while, Yan Lin asked worriedly: "Brother Qiucheng, tell me the truth, have you broken up with my brother recently?"

Shen Qiucheng, who was about to light the sixth cigarette, gave his hand a pause, "Your brother told you this?"

"It's self-explanatory." Yan Lin used these four words.

Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows, stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooked the bustling and busy capital, and said flatly: "Young literary girl, I'm sorry you really got it wrong this time, we are pretty good."

"It's just because I'm in this mountain." Yan Lin said, "Recently, he accompanied me every day to hold an art exhibition, not to mention how weird it is."

"Oh? Why is it weird?"

Yan Lin sighed deeply, "He always goes to the rooftop alone, leans on the railing to blow the wind and smoke, and stays there for two hours. I didn't pay much attention at first, but after a long time, this behavior is obviously abnormal. What's more, my brother has so many previous convictions, it's really difficult for people not to worry. Yesterday I asked him, 'Why do you go to the rooftop all day to blow air?', guess how he answered me?"

In fact, Shen Qiucheng could already make a good guess, but he still asked, "How did you answer?"

"'I'm thinking of Shen Qiucheng...'"——Sure enough, this is the answer, Shen Qiucheng was about to laugh, but what Yan Lin added next made him unable to laugh—"'...When will you leave me? ?'"

Then Yan Lin played a mobile phone recording for him, the sound of howling wind, loud and quiet, the sound quality is not good, filled with the noise of Zrazla's electric current, probably Yan Lin secretly recorded it on the rooftop.

He heard Yan Quan say - "I was wondering when Shen Qiucheng would leave me?"

——"If he leaves me, what shall I do? Jump from here?..."

——"Sister, do you know? I really want to marry Shen Qiucheng back home and live in a boudoir for the rest of my life. But if I propose to him, he will definitely not agree, right? Maybe you will leave me in a second..."

——"The days of the past few years have been stolen, and it doesn't feel like it will disappear at any time. Recently, this situation has become more and more serious. I don’t know where I flew to... When I saw him, I felt that I was the happiest in the whole world. I was so happy that I was about to die! When I couldn’t see him, I started to think wildly, and played a thousand times in my mind. He left My scene..."

——"Will it rain or snow that day? Or will it be sunny? North wind or south wind? Will it be spring or autumn? Has the Clivia I raised for him bloomed? Have all the maple leaves outside the window fallen out? Will it be in the early morning with the smell of milk or in the middle of the night after sex? Will he say goodbye to me solemnly or leave without saying goodbye? Will he stay if I try to please me?... Fuck, always Stop thinking about these untraceable crap, I can fucking write scripts!..."

——"Qiu Cheng said that he would not let me down, so I also knew that I was scaring myself, but I just couldn't control it, as if they would automatically pour into my brain."

——"I really want to occupy him! But I dare not force him......Ahhh......there are things in the world that I, Yan Quan, dare not..."

……

Shen Qiucheng also finally understood why Yan Quan's playing of the piano was always sporadic and sometimes stopped, sometimes gracefully and sometimes randomly...

If he hadn't heard what Yan Lin brought today with his own ears, he would never have known that Yan Quan, who greeted him with a smiling face every day, was so insecure...

"Well, I see." Shen Qiucheng sat back on the office chair and invited with a smile, "Are you coming over tonight?"

Yan Lin felt relieved, and said softly: "My brother really loves you very much. As long as he can be happy and you can be well, I will be consummated too. As for today," she laughed, "Even if it is me, I guess my brother You don't want to see it either? Hahaha..."

Shen Qiucheng smiled and hung up the phone.

Picking up the pen, the tip of the pen continued to walk smoothly on the white paper...

knocking--

"Come in."

Shen Qiucheng's secretary, Shi Yijing, also came to Beijing from Yingchuan three years ago, and she handled things neatly. At this moment, she took a few cards in her hand, glanced at them and asked, "Boss, Mr. Gu from 'Wangming' is in 'Mo' tonight." The clubhouse will host a reception to celebrate the listing, please..."

Shen Qiucheng refused without raising his head: "No!"

"President Lu of the Luhuan Group..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Qiucheng interrupted: "No!"

"There is also the original company..."

Shen Qiucheng stopped writing, raised his eyes, "Yijing, don't ask questions here knowingly, may I be able to socialize today? Did you do this on purpose?"

Shi Yijing laughed suddenly, nodded and backed out.

Half an hour later, there was another knock on the door——

This time, Shi Yijing brought a majestic middle-aged man, and even Shen Qiucheng had to stand up to greet him in person, and shook hands with him respectfully, "Secretary Chu, why are you here in person?!"

Secretary Chu is Rong Mu's secretary. Rong Mu's status in the political arena is not obvious, but he also has another identity - Yan Quan's uncle.

Speaking of the three children under Mr. Qin of the Qin family, the only son, Qin Zhiming, went into business and married a Cinderella who could not have children.The eldest daughter Qin Shu committed suicide, and the youngest daughter Qin En was mentally unstable... There were only two sons-in-law, Yan Lebei and Rong Mu.All hopes are pinned on Ding Yanquan, the only male in the younger generation, and the old man Qin will bring him by his side to raise him personally. I hope he can do something to write down the glory of the Qin family.

But Yan Quan......

This bastard, don't talk about doing something, if he doesn't make some troubles, it's already a virtue of his ancestors!

Old Master Qin could only sigh and cry in two lines...

They can only hope that Yan Quan will give him a big white and fat grandson and raise him well.

but……

Ugh……

Shen Qiucheng invited Secretary Chu to the couch at the other end of the office. Secretary Chu waved his hand and said, "Mr. Shen, you are too polite."

Sitting together, Shen Qiucheng poured water for Secretary Chu with a smile: "You are an elder, please ask Qiu Chengcheng to do well, and Mr. Shen and others are the ones who really upset me."

"Haha, okay, then you two are welcome." Secretary Chu took the water glass with both hands, "Minister Rong is still waiting for me downstairs, so I will make a long story short."

Shen Qiu's long eyelashes drooped slightly, he wanted to smile or not, he picked up the water glass and drank while thinking, Minister Rong is waiting, it is obvious that you are not worthy of Minister Rong to come to the door in person, to check your status, but you have to move The minister came to suppress people, cleverly knocking mountains and shaking tigers.

"Qiu Cheng, you're almost 28 on the [-]th, have you never thought about finding a girl to marry and have children? I heard that you are the only blood of your Shen family, right?"

The corners of Shen Qiucheng's lips twitched slightly, and he said very calmly: "Secretary Duolao Chu is concerned, I have no such plan at present."

"Hey, you and Boss Yan play together all day long, and you don't have time to get in touch with good girls. You're both grown up, so how can you not put it on the agenda?"

Shen Qiucheng slowly poured some white water into his water glass, raised his long legs, straightened his back, and did not speak.

Secretary Chu carefully looked at Shen Qiucheng's movements and expressions, and couldn't see any emotional fluctuations under his indifferent appearance... "Do you know Minister Ai?"

"Of course."

"Minister Ai's only daughter, Ai Liuli, came back from abroad three months ago. Everyone is beautiful and lovely. The last time I saw you at the birthday party of Mr. Feng Zheng's second son, I missed you. Few people intercede, Mr. Shen has a meal?"

"Secretary Chu..." Shen Qiucheng raised his eyes to look at Secretary Chu, raised his eyebrows and raised his glass to him, with a slight smile on his lips, his gestures and gestures were somewhat aggressive, and he satirized coldly after drinking it all: "You don't use it at all?" I don’t need to prepare so much, it’s so tiring, I just say the names of the two ministers, I..." He put down his crossed legs and stood up, and glanced down from the corner of the eye, "...Is it possible?"

Secretary Chu watched Shen Qiucheng's back that was getting further and further away, and couldn't help smiling.walk away?Is it because you don't have the right to choose when you are angry, and you are put together?After thinking about it, Secretary Chu smiled even deeper.That's right, after all, he is the person that Yan Quan's arrogant eldest son admires, and he is also the boss who is flattered and flattered everywhere. How can it be possible without a little pride and temper?

Shen Qiucheng paused, the sunlight outside the window shone directly on him, casting a tall silhouette on the floor.Secretary Chu was about to say goodbye, when an indifferent voice sounded suddenly, echoing in his ears for a long time—"I can accompany you for dinner anytime, but you really know how to choose a date, today is Xiaoquan's birthday, just choose it right right?!"

Secretary Chu finally knew the real reason for Shen Qiucheng's anger.

Secretary Chu turned back after leaving for 5 minutes.

Shen Qiucheng was sitting in an office chair, in the posture of an ancient emperor reading a memorial, holding his mobile phone expressionlessly, his fingers moving quickly.

Secretary Chu pushed open the door, and Shen Qiucheng immediately shot his cold and sharp eyes, and then smiled slightly, and politely called out: "Secretary Chu." It seemed that he wasn't the one who threw his sleeves and lost his temper just now...

Secretary Chu also laughed, "Minister Rong asked me to invite you to go with me. It just so happens that he is going to the 'Mo Club' to meet some old classmates at night. Why don't you drop by? I'm so stupid, I forgot."

Shen Qiucheng didn't say a word, his mobile phone was spinning back and forth on his fingertips, his meaningful gaze was fixed on Secretary Chu, and a slight smile slowly curled up at the corner of his mouth, "'Mo Club' is really lively today, not only online tea The company is going to hold a large-scale celebration reception there, Minister Ai's precious daughter is going, and now even Minister Rong is going to visit... The scene is grand enough..."

Secretary Chu just smiled.

Shen Qiucheng walked past Secretary Chu, and suddenly turned around and smiled lightly, "Would it be interesting if someone secretly pulled the main switch of 'Mo' tonight when all aspects reached their climax?"

Secretary Chu's back suddenly felt cold.

Because Shen Qiucheng stubbornly insisted on his own opinion, he insisted on going home first to change his clothes to show his respect for the woman, Rong Mu couldn't find any reason to refute, so he had to fork in the road and send him home first.

As soon as Shen Qiucheng opened the heavy door, Yan Quan poked his head out from the kitchen, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why did you come back so early? I haven't finished it yet." He went back to the kitchen and continued talking, with a cheerful voice, "Recently, I have been helping Xiaolin with the art exhibition. I just returned to the company today. Ahhh, the new project is going to be launched and they have piled up a lot of documents for me. Fortunately, I met Lao Tzu, a super efficient player. All the paperwork was done in the morning and half afternoon. Get it done! Otherwise, maybe we won’t be able to make it back in time..."

"By the way, Zeyang called me in the afternoon and said that your line was busy. I told him that you might be in a meeting. He said that your mother fell down the stairs in the morning. I have already sent someone over to Yingchuan. , I just heard that there is nothing serious, just sprained my ankle, don't worry..."

Shen Qiucheng stood quietly in the entrance, his eyes shifted from Yan Quan who was wearing a light brown apron in the kitchen to the birthday cake he was carefully embellishing with his beautiful and slender fingers - the oven, microwave oven, and pressure cooker at work - Flowers, fine wine, red candles, and dishes in the restaurant——

Shen Qiucheng withdrew his gaze, walked straight to the bedroom, opened the closet, changed into a brand new set of underwear, adjusted the cuffs, neckband, belt and trousers, fastened his tie meticulously, put his fingers on a black windbreaker, stopped for half a minute, and pulled Come down, out of the bedroom.

Yan Quan carefully placed an exquisite and beautiful fruit cake in the middle of the dining table, and clapped his hands with a smile, "Come on, baby, come and see, I don't have anyone anymore, right? This looks perfect! I feel that I can become a pastry master." Hahaha!" Turning around, a bright and joyful smile instantly froze on his face——

Shen Qiucheng fluttered his windbreaker while walking towards the entrance.

Yan Quan laughed dryly, "You... want to go out?"

"Ah."

"Are you coming back for dinner?"

"Do not."

"Entertainment?"

"No."

Yan Quan leaned on the dining table with one hand, watched Shen Qiucheng bend over to put on his leather shoes, "What is that?"

Shen Qiucheng straightened up, his cold eyes drifted to Yan Quan, and he uttered two words that made Yan Quan feel bloody - "Blind date."

Yan Quan could no longer control his twitching smile, but his voice was surprisingly calm, word by word, "Do you want to go on a blind date?"

"Yes." After saying this word, Shen Qiucheng closed the door.