minister under clothes

The Art Shop finally started under the supervision of Yan Tou.

Excellent location, hired several excellent designers to work together, the scene was noisy but orderly.

But Lu Qingyi, who is obviously the owner, didn't pay too much attention. He only paid the bill with the investment he had made in the past few days, and spent the rest of his time in Beijing busy meeting with all kinds of people, and he ran away a lot of gasoline every day .

Yan Tou ordered someone to guarantee his safety, so he naturally knew his whereabouts, he couldn't help thinking wildly when he was worried, and one day he couldn't help but say before dinner: "Don't be too tired."

Just as Lu Qingyi picked up the chopsticks, he put them down and said, "Don't let people follow me, I'm very uncomfortable."

"But if Wang Zijin comes to look for you, then..." Yan Tou frowned.

"He's already returned to Paris. I don't believe you didn't monitor him instead. It seems that he's fine since there's been no movement these days." Lu Qingyi said.

Yan Tou said: "It's fine, but just in case..."

"He's not that kind of person, he's not interested in forcing me, otherwise I wouldn't be living well to this day, what he wants is a willingness." Lu Qingyi picked up a bowl to serve him soup.

Yan Tou snorted immediately: "You know it very well."

"Let's eat." Lu Qingyi showed a gloomy expression again, and lowered his head to eat.

This has been the case every day since we lived together.

Yan Tou couldn't explain why, but he could feel Lu Qingyi's unhappy mood, wanted to ask, but couldn't ask, so he could only try his best to do everything he asked.

The only sound left on the dinner table was the occasional crash of cutlery.

In this way, isn't it a bit incoherent?

Regardless of the content of the request, as long as you tell it, it will always be satisfied quickly.

The next day, Lu Qingyi went out and deliberately detoured several places. After realizing that no one was sneaking behind him, he drove towards his destination.

The reason why he asked Yan Tou to take the bodyguards was to meet someone who Yan Tou could not know.

"Doctor Zhang, do you remember me?"

Lu Qingyi pushed away a box in a certain club, and immediately greeted him with a smile.

It's just that the smile hung on his icy face, like a scar that was shocking.

Dr. Zhang, who was forcibly invited, was already fidgeting, but when he saw the visitor, his gray face became a little more confused.

"Your honor is so forgetful." Lu Qingyi sat on the sofa, took off his leather gloves, looked down at his slender fingers, and said, "Then do you still remember which patient I returned to China with your tutor for? ?"

Doctor Zhang suddenly realized: "Lu, Lu..."

It's a pity that the name is also incomplete.

"If your mentor hadn't passed away, I wouldn't have come to you. I just want to ask you how my grandfather died!" Lu Qingyi put away the hypocritical smile that was left just now, and suddenly raised his voice.

Doctor Zhang stammered, "That was accidental, accidental, and not the responsibility of the hospital.

"I also thought it was an accident, until I received an email five years ago from an anonymous person in the hospital. He told me that the day my grandfather passed away, there was something wrong with the medicine he put into his body, and he was murdered. That!" Lu Qingyi grabbed Doctor Zhang by the collar fiercely.

"This is just nonsense, how could the hospital murder patients!" Dr. Zhang was frightened by his terrifying expression, and hurriedly shouted: "You don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense!"

"Ha, I came back to Beijing to find evidence. If these are true, none of you will feel better." Lu Qingyi warned in a low voice, and loosened his clothes.

"Crazy, crazy." Doctor Zhang ran away in a hurry.

Lu Qingyi was not afraid of him escaping, he would only tell his accomplices if he escaped, and there was a possibility of being caught.

Lu Qingyi didn't know whether the content of the email was true or not, and who the murderer was. He didn't trust anyone in this world except Yan Tou for a long time, and what he suspected the most was Yan Tou's close relatives. The irony of fate.

The empty box was quiet, Lu Qingyi picked up the cup on the table and wanted to drink some tea, but got upset, so he smashed the cup against the corner of the wall and smashed it to pieces.

I have long felt that it was too easy and lucky to get together.

Yan Tou, who had struggled for a long time, had to start to realize: Maybe the lumps in Lu Qingyi's heart were the facts that he couldn't wait to avoid the most, and maybe having a public conversation would be much better than such an awkward and forced conversation.

After making up his mind, he ordered flowers, gifts and restaurants, trying to make the atmosphere as harmonious as possible.

As expected, Lu Qingyi, who was invited to the appointment, was still absent-minded, staring at the decorations on the table after casually eating a few mouthfuls.

"Tsing Yi, let's be honest with each other." Yan Tou suddenly raised his wine glass to respect him.

Lu Qingyi picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly, curling the corners of his mouth: "Why am I not being honest?"

Yan Tou said: "I want you to be happy, tell me, how can you be happy?"

Lu Qingyi blinked his bright eyes, only to answer: "I don't know."

"I know, you can't let go of the matter of grandpa, and you will never let it go, but now you can't do anything to change the fact. You hate my mother, and I never made her have a better day. Now that you are with me, I don't even Maybe go to her, don't think too much, I understand the reason why you can't have both, I chose you." Yan Tou didn't hide anything in his eyes: "I work for grandpa, it's also temporary ,You have to believe me."

Lu Qingyi was not afraid of any tragic truth, but he was still the same as when he was a boy, instinctively unwilling to let Yan Tou be implicated, he realized that his state of being out of his mind made the other party uneasy, so he took a deep breath and assured him: "I believe it."

"During the Christmas and New Year holidays, let's go to Japan. Last time, I let you down." Yan Tou took out two air tickets from his suit.

Lu Qingyi immediately recalled the past, thinking that he broke the appointment because of Gui Ziqiao, and said softly: "Aren't you very busy just taking over the new job, my shop is also..."

Yan Tou guessed that he would do this, motioned to the waiter to bring his gift and flowers, and said softly: "I just asked someone to post it from New York a few days ago, and I have been thinking about how to give it to you, Tsing Yi, I really regret the previous one." Carelessly, I can do what I promise you in the future."

Lu Qingyi opened the big box with little interest, but unconsciously put down the hand resting on his chin when he saw the contents.

The box is full of specially made postcards, all of which are photos of Yan Tou around the world, from which we can clearly see how he has grown from a big boy to a man in these years and these separated years.

Maybe it's because the music in the restaurant is too gentle, Lu Qingyi looked at it, and felt hopeless, his vision was wet and blurred. He never imagined that if there were no disgusting people and things, maybe he could be very friendly. Simple, very happy companionship.

"I used to say that I would take you to many, many good places around the world, but in the end I felt like I lied to you. I regret it for eight years." Yan Tou handed over the ticket again: "This time you gave me the opportunity, I will definitely cherish it."

"Then you promise me that no matter what kind of person I am, you will never leave me." Lu Qingyi said with a complicated mood.

Yan Tou nodded: "Of course."

Then he added: "Tsing Yi, I know what kind of person you are."

Lu Qingyi shouted in his heart: "No! I don't even understand myself!"

But on the beautiful face, there is still an unobstructed calmness.