not a decent stand-in

After sending Zuo Tong to the airport, Xiang Yindong drove back to the company.

Thinking that he would not be able to see each other for a long time in the future, he began to feel lost in his heart.

This automatic and spontaneous feeling of wanting to be with someone, to put it hypocritically, is a bit like the feeling of first love.

——Always worry about gain and loss, don’t know how to fill an empty heart.

So, just after returning to the office after the meeting, he picked up the phone again.

Zuo Tong's plane had just come to a complete stop, and as soon as it turned on, a call came in immediately.

He looked at the familiar name on the screen, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What? Miss me so soon?"

Zuo Tong's voice was a little teasing. This was a dialogue they used to have in the past. It was purely joking and had no serious meaning.

But at this moment, these words hit Xiang Yindong's heart, making his heart beat faster, and he admitted honestly: "Well... I miss you, and I just want to hear your voice..."

Zuo Tong didn't expect that he would say such a sentence in a serious manner, his whole body trembled, and his teeth felt sore.

He quickly patted the corners of his mouth that had reached the ears, and while getting up to take his luggage, he sneered and said, "You bastard, you really have a set of sweet words..."

Xiang Yindong laughed and said: "The little daughter-in-law wanted to moles people, but was molested instead?"

Zuo Tong heard that the luggage just taken out from above his head almost fell on his head.

He glanced angrily at the crowd in the cabin, had no choice but to hold back his breath, and muttered, "I'll settle the score with you when I go back!"

"Then you come back quickly... I can only wish for it!"

Xiang Yindong smiled happily, leaned back on the chair comfortably, and shook his sore neck.

The feeling of missing someone is actually not so good.

He found himself counting down how long it would be until he saw the man again.

This phone call temporarily relieved Xiang Yindong's pain of lovesickness, and when he started working again, he was finally full of energy.

Recently, the Bureau A project has progressed smoothly and entered the final bidding stage.

With Alex watching, Xiang Chenyu was happy to relax and didn't make any trouble.

And Xiang Chenchen, who has been quiet for a while, has started to put pressure on the board of directors again, demanding that the lithium battery plan be approved as soon as possible.

Jiang Yuanqing and others, who have always supported her vigorously, also began to run around in various directions, trying to win the support of more directors.

Another round of offensive and defensive battles is about to start, Xiang Yindong is in a good mood, so he naturally copes with it very easily.

When returning to the apartment at night, the old man called and asked him if he would take Miss Qin back to the mansion this weekend.

Xiang Yindong was puzzled for a while, and asked, "Grandpa, which Miss Qin are you talking about?"

Xiang Zhenghai snorted: "You guys are one by one. It's really not worrying. People have admitted it on TV. Are you still pretending to be confused here?"

Admit it on TV?

Only then did Xiang Yindong remember that Qin Jiaqi's TV series was recently released, and she was asked about her relationship during the promotion, and she never denied it.

Just asking everyone to give her some space is an indirect acknowledgment of the veracity of the scandal.

He agreed to this matter at the beginning, so he didn't interfere. He only hoped that this wave of publicity would pass as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, this matter has already reached the ears of the old man.

"Grandpa, I..." Xiang Yindong felt a little inexplicable, so he could only explain, "Don't listen to those gossips, I have nothing to do with Miss Qin!"

"Okay, I just want to remind you, the boss is not young, you should have a serious relationship!"

"I know……"

Xiang Yindong's heart skipped a beat, how he and Zuo Tong's matter will be accepted by the old man in the future is really a big problem!

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yindong felt a little depressed, and unknowingly called Zuo Tong again.

Zuo Tong had just returned to the hotel, took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom, ready to take a hot bath.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was Xiang Yindong calling again, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Once this guy becomes nasty, it's really a bit overwhelming.

Zuo Tong's current feeling is as if he has been vegetarian for more than [-] years, and he has just eaten meat, but he is given fat meat every time, and he is so bored.

"What?"

"In the hotel, I just wanted to take a shower."

"I just came home too. It's really hot in the imperial capital today. How's the weather over there?"

"Fortunately, it's a bit stuffy..."

Zuo Tong lay comfortably in the bathtub, closed his eyes, and relaxed his whole body.

Xiang Yindong heard the sound of water flowing from the phone, and couldn't help asking: "Are you really taking a bath?"

"Is it still fake?"

Although he felt that the other party's IQ had dropped, he didn't want to hang up even if it was a mindless conversation, "What are you doing?"

"No...just let the wind blow on the balcony..."

At this moment, Xiang Yindong is indeed standing on the balcony enjoying the wind, but the night is shining brightly in his eyes, and he has no intention of watching.

What came to his mind was the picture of Zuo Tong naked | lying in the bathtub and talking on the phone with himself.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help swallowing.

"What are you thinking about?"

Probably because he swallowed too loudly, Zuo Tong immediately realized the reason for his tongue knot, and said angrily, "Are you all right? I'll hang up if you're all right!"

"Don't tell me..." Xiang Yindong hurriedly called out, "When are you coming back?"

"I didn't tell you, at least two weeks! Xiang Yindong, I just found out today that you are quite annoying..."

"So you think I'm annoying? I haven't even asked you what you ate today!"

"I didn't eat anything, I'm full of phone porridge!"

The two of you said one sentence to another, and talked a lot of unnutritious words before finally getting to the point.

"My grandpa's birthday is this weekend, I wanted to take you back to see his..."

"Grandpa's birthday?" Zuo Tong said with some embarrassment, "How about I rush back on the weekend?"

When Xiang Yindong heard the words, he immediately laughed and said: "That's not necessary, it's not to meet your in-laws, so why should it be so troublesome... just prepare some gifts!"

"Xiang Yindong, your uncle! Your skin is itchy, isn't it?"

Zuo Tong's voice became visibly irritable.

Xiang Yindong couldn't help laughing, the two of them talked about something later, and when they hung up the phone, they realized that more than two hours had passed.

People always say that when people who love each other are together, time will flow like water.

Is his relationship with Zuo Tong considered to be in love?

Thinking of this word, his heart pounded against his chest, and the image of two people entangled to death jumped into his mind, and he hurried to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

After finally staying through the weekend, Xiang Yindong went back to the mansion alone to celebrate the old man's birthday.

He was a little bored during this time, so he arrived a little earlier.

Unexpectedly, someone arrived earlier than him.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard from Uncle Kun that his uncle came early in the morning and was playing chess with the old man in the garden.

Xiang Yindong was a little surprised, his uncle was used to being lazy, he would always be the last one at gatherings, what kind of wind is this blowing today?

It doesn't matter if you come early, and you still play chess patiently with the old man?

Xiang Yindong walked to the garden suspiciously, and sure enough, he saw that Xiang Huaiye was playing chess with the old man.

His uncle, although he looked foolish, was like an ignorant dude.

But because he was obsessed with antiques since he was a child, he even has a lot of research on Chinese studies. Although he is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is definitely a good player.

Xiang Huaiye raised his head from the chessboard, saw Xiang Yindong walking into the garden, and waved to him enthusiastically.

Xiang Zhenghai glared at him, and then he sat upright, and raised his eyebrows and blinked instead.

In the past few years, the old man has a bad heart and has been recuperating at home, but his chess skills have not made much progress. He is no longer Xiang Huaiye's opponent.

But what Xiang Yindong has to admire is that his uncle has superb acting skills, not only can he control the winning or losing, but he can also make the old man very happy.

This is probably the reason why the old man was never really angry with him no matter how idle he was.

On the other hand, his uncle, seeking performance everywhere, tried his best but still couldn't get the old man's favor, how could he not feel resentful?

Xiang Yindong couldn't help sighing, the ability to like people is definitely a real skill, and ordinary people can't easily learn it.

After saying hello to my uncle, Xiang Yindong didn't speak any more, and quietly stood behind the old man to watch them play chess.

Watching chess without speaking is something the old man taught since he was a child.

However, during this period, Xiang Yindong and Xiang Huaiye kept flirting with each other, and cooperated internally and externally to allow the old man to win a game in a difficult situation, and finally ended the chess game satisfactorily.

The old man laughed happily, and the two juniors naturally became happy too.

The three returned to the living room, and Uncle Kun prepared the best Biluochun for them.

The old man was drinking tea, and then he said with a smile: "You two are active today, it's rare..."

Xiang Yindong took out a small box from his bosom, handed it over happily, and said, "Grandpa, happy birthday, longevity is better than Nanshan!"

Xiang Zhenghai took it and took a look. It was a strange stone, the size of an egg, with red light, and the natural pattern inside could be vaguely seen. It looked like a birthday boy.

He nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "You have also learned from your uncle, tossing these things!"

Xiang Yindong confessed honestly: "How do I know this? I bought it from a friend of Xiaoyi's, and Xiaotong also gave me the idea. I'm just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, so don't make uncle laugh!"

Xiang Huaiye was obviously also very interested in this stone, took it over for a closer look, and couldn't help but marvel: "Yan Shao really has a deep foundation, if this stone is not recommended by someone acquainted, how can it be so easy to buy!"

Xiang Yindong didn't quite understand these things either, two days ago he asked Zuo Tong what kind of birthday gift he wanted to prepare, and Zuo Tong gave him this idea.

When he went to Yan Yi to explain his identity, he mentioned by the way that Yan Yi quickly helped him get it done.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yindong felt a little emotional, the greatest achievement in his previous life was probably getting to know these little boys.

Xiang Huaiye saw that he was in a good mood, so he asked casually: "I heard that you are in love, and the other party is still a big star?"

Embarrassment immediately appeared on Xiang Yindong's face, and he said perfunctorily, "Uncle, when did you care about these gossips?"

Xiang Huaiye chuckled: "Let me just say, how can you be so easily trapped?"

"Nonsense!" Xiang Zhenghai glared at him, "You two have the same virtue, since you are looking for it, you should find someone reliable, bring it home and let everyone see, how old are you, don't you worry?"

"Hey, what's the matter with me?"

Seeing the flames of war spreading to him, Xiang Huaiye regretted shooting himself in the foot.

He hurriedly pulled Xiang Yindong, found an excuse, and fled the land of right and wrong.