rebirth gossip

Ma Zhiqi's tracking skills were very high, but there were too many traffic lights along the way, and some private car drivers tried to block him. Ma Zhiqi tried his best to follow Yang Xiaoge's BMW near the hospital.

Patting the steering wheel angrily, Ma Zhiqi had to circle the road around the hospital, hoping to find the white BMW again.After walking around for more than half an hour, Ma Zhiqi was surprised to find Yang Xiaoge's figure. Yang Xiaoge walked out of the hospital and walked to a coffee shop across the road.

As a senior paparazzi reporter, Ma Zhiqi has trained his vision to be very poisonous. The more celebrities pretend to be unrecognized, the more they will be discovered by Ma Zhiqi.Li Qian, who was wearing sunglasses and sitting in the coffee shop opposite, immediately attracted Ma Zhiqi's attention.When Yang Xiaoge sat across from Li Qian, Ma Zhiqi's blood boiled.There is gossip!There is truth!adultery!

Ha ha!It turned out that Xie Zhenjing was really cuckolded by Li Qing. This fledgling female star was in Cao Ying and her heart was in Han.Openly going in and out with the heirs of Xie's catering giant, and secretly dating the IT upstarts.A master of two boats!

Ma Zhiqi stroked his chin, he was proud, imagining Xie Zhenjing's reaction when he saw the picture in front of him, and the hot sale after the news was published in the newspaper.

After choosing the best angle, Ma Zhiqi took more than [-] photos in a row.It wasn't until Yang Xiaoge and Li Qian broke up that Ma Zhiqi got into the car with his camera in his arms and left contentedly.Only the hospital has a large parking lot nearby. Ma Zhiqi thought that Yang Xiaoge was parking to pick up his car when he entered and left the hospital, so he didn't follow up further.The self-righteousness of the University of Malaya reporter allowed Li Qing to escape.

Looking happily at the candid photos on the computer, Ma Zhiqi wondered when he would publish them.Ma Zhiqi knows how to arouse the greatest interest of the public, and also knows when to publish it to increase the popularity.Now that the news about Li Qing and Yang Xiaoge has fallen into a low ebb, and Xie Zhenjing is not in Shenshi, Ma Zhiqi decided not to publish it for the time being.

When Yang Xiaoge returned to Bailou, it was already dark, Yuan Mingyi came back a step earlier, and was watching the rice wine in the living room.Hearing the sound of a car, he hurried out.

"Xiaoge, you came back early? Why didn't you call me?"

Knowing his state of mind and saying goodbye to his partner, Yuan Mingyi's eyes were different from before, more fiery.

"I arrived around four o'clock in the afternoon." Yang Xiaoge got out of the car and smiled wryly at Yuan Mingyi. "After coming back, I went to the hospital again."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Yuan Mingyi was startled, took a step forward and grabbed Yang Xiaoge's arm, and touched his forehead with the other hand.

"No, I'm not uncomfortable." Yang Xiaoge tilted his head, but couldn't avoid Yuan Mingyi's palm.

Yang Xiaoge was a little embarrassed. Only Zhou Hongmei and Mrs. Zhou would treat him like this. He always believed that it was the elders who treated the younger generation with such caring behavior.

"Why did you go to the hospital if you didn't feel sick? Did you go to visit a patient?" Yuan Mingyi took his hand away from Yang Xiaoge's forehead. He had tested that his partner's body temperature was normal, and he could feel the smoothness of the skin under his hand.

However, Yuan Mingyi's other hand did not take away, but instead put his arms around Yang Xiaoge's shoulder, in a half-hugging posture.Yang Xiaoge didn't take it seriously. He used to go to elementary school and junior high school, and often went to and from school shoulder-to-shoulder with his friends from Sima Lane.One intentionally, the other unintentionally, the two walked into the gate of Bailou side by side.

After entering the living room, Yang Xiaoge leaned over on the sofa, and Yuan Mingyi's hand on his shoulder fell away.

"My dad was hit by a car. He found the company's main station through the traffic police, and the main station found my secretary."

It is rare that there is no direct contact between father and son.

"Is it important?" Yuan Mingyi squeezed to sit beside Yang Xiaoge.

"I didn't die, I just broke a leg." Yang Xiaoge previously denied knowing Li Qian in front of Yuan Mingyi, but this time he also had to avoid mentioning Li Qian.

Yang Xiaoge deeply understands that people can't lie, once a lie is often repeated hundreds of times.

"I remember that you met your father half a year ago, and he didn't ask for your address and mobile phone number?" Yang Xiaoge said regretfully that his biological father was not dead. If an unknown person heard it, he would definitely regard this kind of son as disobedient.

Yuan Mingyi smiled when he heard this, and felt that Yang Xiaoge was so straightforward and cute.If something happened to his sixth uncle Yuan Weishen, Yuan Mingyi would feel the same as Yang Xiaoge.

"I fooled him that he didn't have a fixed residence, and he didn't buy a mobile phone." In order to avoid Yang Guoxin, Yang Xiaoge claimed that he was looking for a job in Shenshi, not only had no money, but also had no fixed address.

A big career has side effects, and he will become a public figure. Yang Guoxin still got news of his son from the newspaper.

"He didn't leave his address and contact information?"

"No." Yang Xiaoge frowned. "There's something weird between my father and Uncle Miao."

According to Yang Guoxin's urine, knowing Yang Xiaoge's current situation, even if his son does not leave his mobile phone and address, he will leave his address and mobile phone number.But in the hospital, Yang Guoxin didn't mention this all the time, and he was very scruples about Miao San when he spoke.Yang Xiaoge recalled it, and found that Yang Guoxin didn't seem to have a mobile phone on him.

By the end of 2002, mobile phones had become popular. People who used mobile phones as early as luxury goods, how could they not configure them in the era of popularization?

"What's weird?"

"I think my father seems to be under the watchful eye of Uncle Miao San." Yang Xiaoge couldn't figure out why Miao San took care of his father. Could it be that Yang Guoxin cheated Miao San of the money and couldn't repay it, so he had to work to pay off the debt?

"Do you want someone to check the details?" Yuan Mingyi suggested.

"Well, I have to find someone to find out what kind of business Miao Yue is doing in Shenshi." Although Yang Xiaoge felt that Miao San had no malice towards him, he still had to find out what kind of business Miao Yue was doing in Shenshi. "Ming Yi, I have to trouble you to find someone for this matter."

Yang Xiaoge's connections are not as extensive as Yuan Mingyi's, so finding a reliable private detective falls on Yuan Mingyi.

Yuan Mingyi nodded, immediately took out his mobile phone and made two calls, entrusting a reputable private detective company to investigate Miao Yue.

"Ming Yi, shall we go out for dinner tonight, or make do at home?" Seeing Yuan Mingyi finish the matter, Yang Xiaoge patted his stomach.

"Make it yourself at home. I bought steak. Fried steak is just right for wine." Yuan Mingyi didn't want to go out, and the refrigerator was full of various ingredients.

"I'll make a soup." Yang Xiaoge also came to show off his cooking skills.

The cooking skills of the two cohabitants have improved, and they don't socialize, so they don't think that when they eat in restaurants outside, they will cooperate to cook food.

"You go take a shower first, I'll make dinner alone." Yuan Mingyi was thoughtful, Yang Xiaoge was busy all afternoon, he must be tired, taking a hot bath can relieve fatigue.

Yang Xiaoge rolled his eyes, stood up and patted Yuan Mingyi's shoulder heavily. "What a pity! What a pity!"

"What a pity?" Yuan Mingyi was puzzled.

"Unfortunately, you are not a woman, so you cannot be my wife." Yang Xiaoge was full of regret. "Ming Yi, you can go up to the hall and down to the template of the kitchen! No wonder Zhenli refuses to give up until now."

Yuan Mingyi pursed his lips and stared at Yang Xiaoge in silence.

Yang Xiaoge shrank his shoulders, feeling that Yuan Mingyi's gaze was too powerful, with the heat to melt himself.

"Hey, Ming Yi, it's just a joke, it's just a metaphor." Thinking that Yuan Mingyi was dissatisfied with using him as a woman metaphor, Yang Xiaoge only used two metaphors in a row to apologize.

No man likes being compared to a woman, unless that person is a man with a woman's heart.

"No, I'm not angry. I also think it's just right for you to be my wife. Xiaoge, how about we just make do with it for the rest of our lives?"

"Make do with it for the rest of my life?"

Yuan Mingyi's tone of voice was serious, even serious, not at all the tone of Yang Xiaoge's joke just now.For some reason, Yang Xiaoge was temporarily intimidated by Yuan Mingyi.

Just when Yang Xiaoge was embarrassed, Yuan Mingyi raised his eyebrows suddenly, and the corners of his mouth were playful. "Why, don't you envy me that I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen? It turns out that you are also a good dragon!"

With a joking tone, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

"Cut!" Yang Xiaoge rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly. "I'm not Mr. Ye who loves dragons. Didn't I mention the premise just now?"

Yuan Mingyi pulled down the corner of his mouth and kicked Yang Xiaoge.

"This kind of premise is not allowed to be mentioned in the future!"

Yuan Mingyi's kicking was just a bluff, Yang Xiaoge jumped forward and avoided it, and ran upstairs laughing.

Staring at his back upstairs, Yuan Mingyi clenched his hands into fists.

Yang Xiaoge took a shower and went downstairs. Yuan Mingyi had already made dinner. Three dishes and one soup were placed on the dining table, and the tall glass was poured with milky white rice wine.

"It smells so good! It's filet steak! Can it be sold in supermarkets?" Yang Xiaoge swallowed.

"It's from Xie's private restaurant."

The ingredients of Xie's private restaurant are all airlifted from the Xie's headquarters in Hong Kong City.The Xie family has a long history of catering, and the Xie family has channels to buy high-end ingredients that cannot be bought in many five-star hotels in China.This is also the capital of Xie's Hotel proudly standing in the port city.The steak Yuan Mingyi brought back from Xie's private restaurant came from the best farms and pastures in Australia.

"Xie Zhenjing's coming to the mainland to develop has given us a real treat." After cutting a piece of steak into his mouth, Yang Xiaoge squinted his eyes to enjoy the beauty brought by the tip of his tongue.Yuan Mingyi's steak frying skill is the best, only worse than that of Xie's super chef.

"Xie's clubhouse will open next year, and there will be one-stop eating, drinking and playing." Yuan Mingyi raised his glass and invited Yang Xiaoge to drink.

"One-stop eating, drinking and playing? Is there any special service?" Yang Xiaoge thought of the heaven and earth in the capital.

"What kind of special service do you want? Do you want me to take you out to see something today?" Yuan Mingyi's knife and fork poked hard on the steak.

"I don't want to go to that kind of place." Yang Xiaoge felt that it was dirty to trade money without emotion, and he didn't have any interest and disdained it.

Yuan Mingyi smiled with satisfaction, put the sliced ​​beef into his mouth and savored it carefully. "Xiaoge, in fact, I also have some special services."

"You...you also know special services?" Yang Xiaoge was shocked, as if he didn't know the person in front of him, and the only man who did special services was Niulang.

"Yeah, I can do a little massage like massage. Shall I show it to you tonight?" Yuan Mingyi was eager to try.

"Cut! Shocked me!" Yang Xiaoge poured out the rice wine in the goblet, feeling depressed that Yuan Mingyi had played him just now.

"Really don't want to try? My massage skills are really good. I have learned from my grandpa's health doctor once or twice."

Yuan Mingyi's eyes wandered around Yang Xiaoge's body, as if Yang Xiaoge's clothes had been stripped off.

"Just learned it once or twice? Forget it, I don't need it now, I'll ask you to show your skills when I'm seventy or eighty." Yang Xiaoge didn't want to be Yuan Mingyi's massage experiment.

Yuan Mingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to pour rice wine for his partner. Before he knew it, Yang Xiaoge had already drank more than a catty of rice wine.

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