After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

In just eight words, Qin Zhen read it no less than ten times.

The font structure is neat, and the handwriting is coherent and smooth, without the slightest mistake or pause. It is not difficult to imagine the calmness and calmness of that person when writing this line.

This was the result he wanted, but it didn't seem as easy as imagined.

Instead...like something was lost.

Depression climbed into the empty chest, he hurriedly stuffed the small box into the deepest part of the cloakroom cabinet, changed his clothes, and called: "Come out for a drink!"

The man on the other end of the phone paused for a moment in surprise, probably because he glanced at the sky: "It's not your style to leave work before it's dark, what stimulated you, your old lady... is still a little wife ?”

Little wife?

It's pretty, but it's not his.

The feeling in his heart was unspeakable, Qin Zhen scolded, "Get out!" Hearing the other party say the address, he picked up the jacket on the bed and went downstairs.

It was almost dusk, and the lights in the restaurant were already on.

Qin Zhen thought that the aunt was cooking, so he wanted to go over and say that he didn't have to be himself.

As he approached, his footsteps stopped.

In front of the dining table, there was a small casserole in front of the young man, and he was slowly eating the soup with a spoon in his mouth, exuding a relaxed and peaceful atmosphere.

Relaxed... Qin Zhen let out a deep breath, he should be relaxed too.

Ji Tingsen didn't notice anyone at the entrance of the restaurant, not because the crucian carp tofu soup made by his aunt was too delicious, but because he was thinking about other things.

Hearing the sound of footsteps and turning around, he was a little surprised: "Going out?"

He thought, Qin Zhen's outfit is pretty good, T-shirt, jacket, jeans, handsome expressionless face, long straight legs, like a college student at school.

At the school grass level, you can only watch the flowers of kaolin from a distance.

Seeing Qin Zhen looking at his small casserole, Ji Tingsen explained: "I'm not eating alone behind your back, it's not time for dinner yet... fill up the stomach first."

It's time to go out after filling the belly, and there are still things to do.

Qin Zhen: "Yes".

He inevitably remembered what Auntie Cook said before, Ji Tingsen adjusted the dinner time from 05:30 to [-] o'clock, so he was always hungry and waiting for himself?

Ji Tingsen didn't know what Qin Zhen was thinking, and he didn't try to figure it out like before.

Return all the things, just get along with each other normally, if Qin Zhen thinks about it, there is really no way, he can't avoid it like a mouse avoids a cat.

But I still asked politely, "Do you want to eat?"

Qin Zhen pulled away a chair and sat down.

The two people used to sit at the opposite ends of the rectangular dining table, but now they are sitting next to each other.

After 10 minutes, all the dishes that were supposed to be served an hour later were out of the pot, and only one soup needed to be stewed for a while.

Qin Zhen pushed the meal that his aunt served for him to Ji Tingsen: "You eat first."

Are you hungry?

Ji Tingsen pushed the bowl back without saying a word, there was something in his mouth.

He spat out the fish bones into the small plate next to him, wiped his mouth again, and said, "I've already eaten."

Qin Zhen glanced over Ji Tingsen's lips, which were slightly rosier than usual because of the soup soaking in them, and his Adam's apple twitched.

He saw the little tip of the tongue when spitting out fish bones...

Not intentional, but...cannot be ignored.

Ji Tingsen pushed the casserole, and pushed the small dish on which he put the fish bones farther away.

Push it out of Qin Zhen's sight, so as not to affect people's appetite.

He stood up: "I have something to do at night, you eat slowly."

From the sound of footsteps and the sound of doors opening and closing, Qin Zhen knew that Ji Tingsen had gone out.

The phone rang frantically, he connected it, and didn't listen to what was said there, just said: "On the way, I'll be there soon."

The cooperative relationship is very good, Qin Zhen told himself.

He took one last look at the steaming casserole and left.

After a while, the auntie who came out with the pork rib soup stared at the barely touched food on the table in a daze: "...Where is the person?"

......

Ji Tingsen made an appointment with Yuan Neng at six o'clock, and he arrived at five fifty.

Even wearing sunglasses, I was blocked by a young girl in the lobby: "Hi...can you leave a contact information?"

The girl's eyes were bright and shy, and she begged, "Let's get to know each other, okay?"

Her ability to identify handsome guys is top-notch. Although the boy in front of him is covered by sunglasses, most of his face is covered, but with his waist and legs, straight nose bridge and delicate lips, he has a good temperament...

Looking at the 20-year-old girl, Ji Tingsen couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Sorry, I have a date."

He didn't know that he was wearing a white shirt and slacks, and he was carrying a backpack. He looked more like a college student than Qin Zhen.

The girl refused to give up: "Just to be friends... Your partner won't be so stingy, right?"

Then she saw the lips of the young man in front of her slightly curled up, and said kindly: "But I only like boys, kid, I'm sorry."

Girl: "..."

There was a chuckle from the side, which seemed to be the audience who witnessed the exchange.

The girl looked over, her face that was already hot became even hotter, another handsome guy!

But...he doesn't like men too, does he?

Ji Tingsen looked over, and there was a 23 young man standing two steps away, with handsome features and a slender stature, with an elegant demeanor.

The most wonderful thing is that this person has a little mole on the outer two-thirds of the lower eyelid, and the originally handsome eyebrows and eyes are a little more coquettish.

Seeing Ji Tingsen looking at him, the young man smiled slightly: "I didn't mean to offend, I'm sorry."

There was a bit of amusement in the depths of his eyes, he bowed slightly, and then left.

Ji Tingsen took off his sunglasses and stared blankly at the young man's back.

He had completely forgotten about the girl standing beside him, he felt his heart beating like thunder, and immediately chased after the young man with the mole on the corner of his eye.

The girl froze in place: So what he said was true, boys nowadays only like to play with boys.

But...But there seems to be something wrong, the handsome guy wearing sunglasses just now, looks familiar after taking off his glasses...

She didn't recognize that it was Ji Tingsen, after all, the real person is much prettier than the photos.

Ji Tingsen caught up with the young man in a few steps.

He seldom stopped in front of the young man when he was so anxious: "Excuse me, can I get to know you?"

This is undoubtedly a very bad way to strike up a conversation.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sir, I just heard that you already have a date."

Ji Tingsen shook his head and laughed: "Of course, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts. It's just that I once had a friend who looked a bit like you. It's a pity that I can't meet again. I can't help it."

He didn't lie.

In his previous life, Ji Tingsen had a wide range of friends and had many close friends. One of his friends was named Gu Xing, but he was the only one whom he became a confidant within a few days of acquaintance.

At that time, Gu Xing was 19 years old, and he was already 26 years old and suffering from illness.

When Gu Xing came to the hospital to accompany him, he didn't chat all the time, sometimes he read while Gu Xing sat by the window and drew.

The boy in the painting is about 20 years old. He looks five times like Gu Xing, and a mole at the end of his eye makes his handsome appearance a bit romantic.

But that was the previous life, another world.

But now, the young man in the painting was standing in front of him alive, how could Ji Tingsen not be excited.

It has been nearly three months since I was reborn, my previous life was my hometown, this place is a foreign land, and even if it is just a coincidence, how can I resist not getting close to the person who connects my hometown and other land.

Ji Tingsen is really not a person who will make people feel disgusted.

However, for some reason, the young man resisted the urge to declare his family name, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, we will meet again."

He nodded politely and left.

Ji Tingsen: ... Mr. Ji ... he knows him?

He searched for memories but found nothing, Yuan Neng called again, so he had to temporarily suppress the matter.

Hope to see you again.

What Ji Tingsen didn't know was that after he went upstairs, the young man quickly made a phone call: "Yingkai, what are you busy?"

Feng Yingkai just told a young actor to cry, and turned to answer the phone: "Don't you know, you've been too busy on the set."

The young man flicked on the glass window: "Are you busy walking around that beauty Ji?"

The other end gasped for breath: "Gu Zhao! ——He's gone home, and he won't be back until tomorrow."

The young man named Gu Zhao laughed: "Really, I have feasted my eyes, and I am born from my heart. That is indeed a beauty, and she is also a beautiful beauty."

"You...you saw him? Where? You didn't say anything, did you?"

"I didn't talk nonsense. People asked me my name. I was out of breath and didn't tell. Isn't that interesting?"

Gu Zhao straightforwardly told about Ji Tingsen being accosted by the little girl, then entered the interrogation procedure, and answered one by one:

"He's alone..."

"I'm not a stalker, what are you doing following..."

"Come on, I don't like men, and they have a husband... Husband? You can ask yourself, or you can make an appointment for dinner another day..."

After chatting with Feng Yingkai for a long time, Gu Zhao hung up the phone.

It's just that he has been interrogated for a long time, and he inevitably remembered the process of talking with Ji Tingsen. Ji Tingsen is not as shameless as the legend says, on the contrary, he is very...very...in short, very not bad.

Most importantly, Ji Tingsen looked at him in a strange way, as if he was looking at someone else through him, nostalgic, sad and melancholy...

......

When receiving a call from Special Assistant Yan, Qin Zhengang scolded MB who wanted to squeeze into his arms.

Sitting next to him was his best friend who had been hanging out with him since high school, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "It's still the same dead, you won't lose a piece of meat when you touch it, is it the same as the one at home?"

Qin Zhen didn't speak, and cast a cold glance over.

Wen Renfei raised his hand as a sign of surrender: "It's okay not to mention it."

He pushed away the boy who was in front of him, and the long legs wrapped in camouflage pants moved impatiently: "Go, play by yourself, I can watch you play, don't fuck me!"

The two called a room full of people, both men and women.

But these people are smart, they know that neither of the two bosses wants to talk to each other, and they play with themselves, and there are also those who are bold enough to cuddle and hug in the corner.

People who are dazzled by the light are dizzy, but they seem to be able to suppress the dizziness and even more inexplicable distraction.

Looking at Qin Zhen who was half reclined on the sofa, with the back of his hand covering his forehead to block part of the light, Wen Renfei felt that this guy must have something on his mind, but he didn't ask.

I have known him for almost ten years, and I know that there is no need to ask this person what he wants to say, and it is useless to ask what he does not want to say.

He rubbed his elbows against his shoulders, brewing for a while before suppressing the inexplicable embarrassment: "Hey...that...doesn't your family have a younger brother, see Have you been?"

Qin Zhen turned his head to look at him: "Ji Mingrui? What are you asking about him?"

It has been two years since Wen Renfei came back from the army, and he still has the habit of talking nonsense: "Is it okay for me to ask? Are the two brothers on good terms?"

Qin Zhen: "Very good."

It's not just good, Ji Tingsen simply takes Ji Mingrui as a blind eye.

Wen Renfei put one leg on the knee of the other leg, dangling back and forth, thinking: "Really?"

He really has never met a good brother who suppressed his younger brother to death, but Qin Zhen never said anything different...

Thinking of that little artist who was sometimes clever and clever, and sometimes unbelievably stubborn, Wen Renfei pinched the bridge of his nose, it was really difficult!

Qin Zhen didn't know Ji Mingrui very well, but he knew people were wrong, so he warned: "Don't act recklessly..."

I have to say a few more words, the phone on the table lights up, it's Special Assistant Yan.

Special Assistant Yan reported anxiously: "Boss, Ji... the little boss has asked Yuan Neng to meet, and in Shangya..."

Who would have thought that during the critical period of the Guanglong high-level earthquake, when Yuan Neng came back from other places to clean up his early mess, the first thing he did was

It was about Ji Tingsen to meet.

It's just the same as being blinded by color.

Fortunately, his people are watching closely, otherwise...

Thinking of the messy things about investigating Yuan Neng, Yan Tezhu couldn't help sweating for Ji Tingsen.

Wen Renfei was drinking with his feet up next to him, waiting for Qin Zhen to answer the phone before whispering something about the Ji family. Unexpectedly, the other party's phone hadn't hung up yet, and he went out like a whirlwind.

Three minutes later, Qin Zhen called: "I'm sorry, there is something urgent."

Before Wen Renfei had time to text, the phone hung up again.

He stared at the phone for a while, and then looked at the room full of ghosts and wolves, feeling bored, and ran to the corridor to make a phone call: "Xiao Ruirui, are you free, my brother was put on pigeons by my brother, can you treat me to a barbecue to comfort me?" A wounded heart?"

Here at Qin Zhen, he drove fast and hit the road.

At the same time, he made a phone call to Ji Tingsen, but he hung up after one ring, and no one answered the phone call again.

My heart sank to the bottom.

Qin Zhen has never regretted it so much, why didn't he slap him to the backcountry as soon as he knew about the existence of Yuan Neng.

He didn't even ask why Ji Tingsen got involved with Yuan Neng...

For a while, he thought again, Ji Tingsen dared to meet Yuan Neng alone, how could he be so courageous, he was caught, and his leg was broken!

10 minutes later, Shangya Restaurant.

Assistant Yan ran down from the online car-hailing car in disgrace, and when he saw Qin Zhen who appeared at the door at the same time, he suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Four 10 minutes away, two 10 minutes to come, is the boss flying?

Qin Zhen held Special Assistant Yan's collar: "Which room?"

Special Assistant Yan: "301, the super VIP card used by Ji Shao, people who stare at Yuan Neng can't go up to the third floor..."

Qin Zhen wasn't in such a hurry, but the phone never got through...Yuan Neng is a hungry ghost, and Ji Tingsen's appearance...

He couldn't even wait for the elevator and went straight to the stairwell.

Special Assistant Yan wanted to say that it had only been less than half an hour since his people reported that Ji Tingsen and Yuan Neng had met, so there should be no time for anything to happen.

But thinking about Yuan Neng's character, seeing the boss's face, he was stupefied and followed up the stairs, not daring to say a word.

301!

Qin Zhen didn't remember to take a breath until he got to the door.

The door couldn't be pushed open, it was locked inside.

Special Assistant Yan: "Old...boss, I'll go downstairs and call the supervisor..."

boom!

Special Assistant Yan, who hadn't run a few steps, turned around and was dumbfounded at the door that had been kicked open.

Shangya is a Chinese-style restaurant. The door is not as heavy as a home or a club, but it is a genuine door no matter what. Just one kick...

Qin Zhen, who kicked open the door impatiently, also froze in place.

In the room, one person was disheveled and the other was showing his teeth and claws.

Disheveled, to be precise, Yuan Neng, who was barely dressed on his lower body, was lying on his back in a state of embarrassment.

He couldn't get up, because the four legs of a large chair pinched his waist and legs in an extremely ingenious position, like a crab being pinched by iron tongs, frightened and ashamed.

In Qin Zhen's mind, he is weak and delicate like a flower, eats less than a cat, can be crushed with one finger, and has a marriage partner who passed out due to hypoglycemia, stepping on a chair with a mobile phone in his hand, as if Are... taking nude photos of people?

Because of the huge range of motion, the waist, hips, and lines are incomparably sharp and graceful.

The moment she heard the news and turned her head, her usual soft and quiet amber eyes were as sharp as knives, like a wild cat that was disturbed to hunt, fierce and beautiful.

One-half of a second later, the feline's long and narrow frost-like pupils stared round in surprise because it looked sideways.

Qin Zhen looked at the pair of light-colored eyes that instantly stared round, and couldn't help wanting to cover his chest.

Probably because the car was driven too fast and caught a cold by the wind, he thought.

I felt like I was running a fever, my limbs were so hot that it seemed to squeeze my soul out of my body, and my heartbeat was so fast that it was abnormal.....