Pretending to be A's nemesis is too sweet

He house.

In the dining room, the servants are quickly arranging the dishes under the newly replaced crystal lamp, and there is a new screen bought by Mrs. He on the side, which is painted with dragons and phoenixes. The texture is simple and simple, and it perfectly blends in with other Chinese furniture around middle.

Mrs. He stood on the balcony, looking at the trees in the yard that had begun to wither and turn yellow, wondering what she was thinking.

She was wearing a beige home dress, and the wind was blowing? It blew the untwisted hair from her temples, covering her already gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Then a dark coat was draped over her body, and He Yuan stretched out his hands to straighten his wife's wind-torn hair: "...it's so cold, why are you still blowing wind here?"

Mrs. He raised her eyelids, and followed him back to the restaurant: "Lao Li said? You won't come back for lunch tomorrow."

"Well," He Yuan's expression showed no flaws, and he opened the chair for his wife: "I want to see a client."

Mrs. He sighed softly: "Which company's client? Do you still need Mr. He to see you in person?"

He's Group has a big family and a big business, and is a wealthy businessman in the business world. Usually, a few secretaries and directors around Mr. He go to negotiate contracts? Clients that He Yuan can meet in person...

Only those few, because He Yuan never shy away from bringing her to participate in activities before, so she knows those few clients.

He Yuan paused almost invisibly when he sat down, and his eyes flashed? A trace of guilt: "Well... it was introduced by... the Lin family."

Mrs. He snorted, as if she believed her husband's words, took a sip of the soup with a slender spoon, and didn't ask any more questions.

He Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Married for more than 20 years, the number of times they did not tell the truth to their wives can be counted on one's fingers.

Last time, it seemed that he secretly took He Yun to the piano class behind Mrs. He's back...

He Yuan believed in tradition, and in some respects he was even a bit stubborn of masculinity, so when he heard that his son not only had a puppy love, but also had a partner of the same sex, he almost ran away on the spot.

Hmph, he doesn't do business at such a young age, but he will meet that fox who fascinates his son so much!

Mrs. He looked at the subtle expression changes on her husband's face, and coupled with the message He Yun sent to her just now, she already guessed in her heart that she was close to each other.

All right, I've learned to make up nonsense.

She clicked her tongue lightly, interrupting her husband's thoughts: "...I want to eat shrimp."

"Then? I? Peel it off for you."

Therefore, Mr. He, who was vigorous and vigorous on weekdays, completely lost the airs of the past, and even because of a guilty conscience, the smile on his face was like a dog's leg, and he carefully peeled off the shrimp shell for his wife.

*

Flower, Bird, Fish and Insect Market.

Most of the customers who came to visit the flower market early in the morning were elderly. As autumn approached, the greetings among acquaintances were mixed with the singing of birds, which made it very lively in the early morning of this weekend.

It also seems that the teenager mixed among a group of old grandpas and old ladies is a bit out of place.

Jiang Li was wearing a black sweater and a black baseball cap, his lips were drawn straight, and his eyes were quickly looking for something among the cactuses.

Then he stopped in front of a flower shop, picked on the shelves, and finally chose a pot of aloe vera that sold well.

It's a lie to say that I'm not nervous at all, but I'm really not particularly nervous.

Anyway, this is a matter of time.

He? It was earlier than ordinary people... five or six years earlier...

After paying the money, he returned home with the small flowerpot wrapped in his arms.

It was still early, he even had time to change the cat litter, add cat food, and give Xiao Hei a bath before he heard the call.

Pick it up, but it's not Uncle Li.

"Are you nervous?" Alpha's voice was a little soft, and the background sound was too quiet, as if he was secretly calling?

Jiang Li held his mobile phone with his head tilted, and was holding a soft towel in both hands to wipe Xiao Hei's body: "...a little bit."

Xiao Hei squinted his yellow eyes, opened his mouth and took a look at the sound, raised his little paw and stepped on the legs of the boy who was sitting cross-legged.

Jiang Liteng pushed Xiao Hei's paw back, and asked into the phone, "...Does the closed training end on Monday?"

"Ah."

Then there's no need to be sneaky.

"You can hang up if you want."

"...He Yun."

"Ok?"

The boy rubbed Xiao Hei's head with one hand, held the phone with the other hand, straightened his waist, and said seriously, "No, I'm fine."

I?can? handle it myself, so you don't have to worry.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, before I heard Alpha's voice say with a smile: "Zai Zai... You don't depend on me at all like this, it seems that I am so useless."

Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help but express a little eagerness in his tone: "...I didn't mean that..."

The grievance in He Yun's tone seemed extremely deliberate: "What does that mean?"

As soon as the hand holding the cat stopped, Jiang Li glanced at the jacket on the side, and the waist that had just been propped up softened again: "...No, no, I don't rely on you..."

He took a breath silently, bit the tip of his tongue, and said seriously: "...I just don't want to affect your training."

Even if I miss it, I don't want myself to affect even a tiny bit of the glory that the other party deserves.

The tenderness hidden in the hard words made Alpha's heart go soft, and he couldn't hide the curvature of the corner of his mouth anymore: "Is that so..."

"Well," Jiang Li nodded even though the other party couldn't see him, "So you just need to concentrate on the game, me? I'm really fine."

While speaking, Uncle Li's phone call came.

"...Uncle Li is here, I? Hang up first."

"it is good."

*

Uncle Li didn't take him to He's house, but stopped outside a high-end western restaurant somewhere in the urban area.

"...This is a restaurant under the name of the master," Uncle Li said kindly before getting off the car, "in the zero private room, just go in and talk to the foreman, they will take you there, the master will then arrive."

It was noon, and many people came to eat, almost all of them were well-dressed customers in suits and leather shoes.

The young man wearing a fashion brand jacket walking among them was a bit conspicuous.

The head waiter of the restaurant is a lean and capable middle-aged woman. She seems to have known Jiang Li's identity for a long time and is waiting at the door.

"Private Room Zero, this way please."

The interior decoration of the restaurant is exquisite, with melodious violin sound echoing around, the crystal lamp above the head refracts the light, the floor is covered with thick carpets, the waiters walk back and forth silently, only occasionally faint conversations can be heard.

Quiet and stylish.

"That's right here." The foreman led Jiang Li through the hall, turned and turned, and finally stopped in front of a door.

The young man pursed his lips: "Thank you."

"It's okay, if you need anything, I? Just wait outside."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Li pinched the paper bag in his arms and pushed open the dark red door.

This private room is not too big or small. The ceiling is hung with the same crystal lamp as the outside, and there is a long table under the lamp; there are already many meals on the table? It looks exquisite and delicious, and the main seat at one end has already been seated. woman.

She had her hair tied neatly in a bun behind her head, light makeup was painted on her face, and there was nothing else on her body except a jade bracelet on her wrist.

Seeing someone pushing the door and coming in, she raised her eyes, her light-colored eyes bent gently, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes proved that she was no longer young, and asked in a gentle voice:

"Jiang Li, right?"

Jiang Li, who was already prepared, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously nodded.

The woman stood up gracefully, beckoned Jiang Li to go over, and then gently shook hands with the young man: "I am He Yun's mother, just call me Auntie, how are you?"

Jiang Li froze almost invisibly: "... Hello, Auntie."

Mrs. He nodded in satisfaction, and took the paper bag in Jiang Li's hand naturally: "It's fine if you come, what else do you bring..."

Jiang Li hasn't come back yet? He came to his senses, and subconsciously replied after hearing the words: "It's just a small pot of aloe, I thought..."

I thought it was only Uncle He today.

"Don't be nervous, Auntie just wants to treat you to dinner." Mrs. He's smile deepened, with a gentle light in her eyes, "Thank you for the little gift. Give it to Uncle He? I? Let him ?In the office."

Jiang Li, who was already prepared to face the bloody storm, finally came back to his senses.

Ah this...

Before coming here, he was even prepared to be scolded, but the appearance of Mrs. He made all the manuscripts he had typed before suddenly become useless.

"You and Yunyun are in the same class? Classmates?"

"Yes."

"It's senior year, isn't there a lot of pressure?"

"Fortunately."

"Then? That's good. If you encounter any difficulties in your studies, just go to..."

Mrs. He is very talkative, and with just a few words, she resolved the slight embarrassment of the first meeting, without freezing the atmosphere or making people feel uncomfortable.

She just gently asked about the school. After learning that the two of them were still roommates and had adopted a little black cat, she became very interested in him.

He Yuanqi? When he entered the private room aggressively, he happened to hear the two talking about the cat's favorite snack.

He didn't know when the Western food prepared by someone on the table was changed to home-cooked food.

Mr. He, who intentionally arrived half an hour late to plan to give Fox A a slap in the face, fell into deep thought: ...

One, why is the wife here.

Second, why is the wife here.

Three...why is the wife here.

"You're here," Mrs. He looked up at her husband indifferently. "It's already past lunch time. I thought you wouldn't come. I and this child didn't wait for you."

He Yuan was glanced at by his wife, and his momentum suddenly lost half: "...Oh, it doesn't matter."

"Hello, Uncle." Jiang Li stood up politely, "I am Jiang Li, He Yun's... classmate."

The young man in front of him had handsome facial features, but the corners of his eyes and brows were a little bit sharp, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing... He Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and he was about to attack.

Then Madam He blocked her with another look, and she had to smile: "Hello, I am He Yun's father."

"Okay, let's sit down and eat when we're here." Mrs. He picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork ribs for Jiang Li. "Just now I said? Xiao Hei likes to eat diced beef?"

"Ah, um, yes...Actually? It also eats other things when you buy it, but it's not very interesting?"

Mrs. He smiled and sighed, "That's great, I think I want to raise a cat...how about we buy a kitten to keep?"

Under the table, Mr. He was trampled on by his wife's heels. It hurt, but he still had to put on a calm face: "Listen to you."

And the young man who didn't know the inside story under the table finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

...It seems that both aunt and uncle get along very well.

very nice.

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