fair retaliation

Things didn't end that easily.

Instead of taking Ye Jinghui out of the bar, Siming turned around and led him into the elevator.

The elevator went straight to the third floor. Siming stopped at the door of the VIP room No. 001, and knocked lightly on the door.

An impatient voice sounded from inside the door: "Mr. Si, is there anything else?"

Siming smiled slightly, and pushed open the door, only to see the man lying naked on the bed, turning his head to see Siming and Liu Hui who was traveling with him, he frowned slightly, turned over, covered himself with the quilt, and said coldly: "Why, did Mr. Si bring someone here to ask someone to watch? I'm already very tired today, and I don't have the mood."

Siming said calmly, "I'll introduce you to a friend." Then, he wrapped his arms around Liu Hui's shoulders, and gently lifted his chin with his index finger.

When the person on the bed saw the similar face, his body froze instantly as if he had been whipped.

After a while, he turned cold and said, "Mr. Si, what does this mean?"

Seeing "Liu Hui" in his arms was very drunk and drowsy, Siming explained with a smile: "My friend said that he has a twin brother who was separated many years ago. I saw that you look very similar to him." Like, just bring him over to see."

The man seemed to be taken aback, and after a while, he said calmly: "Oh, even if there was, it's a thing of the past. Ever since I entered the nightclub, I have long forgotten what my last name is."

"You don't remember him?" Siming asked.

There was a cold smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he glanced at the two of them: "Mr. Si, please don't bring him to me in the future. He is a talented student who has returned from studying abroad. I am a red card in a nightclub. Between us Even if there is a blood relationship, it is as far away as in the previous life. If you keep meddling, today will be the last time I see you." After a slight pause, Uncle Zhong raised his eyebrows at the door, "Uncle Zhong, see you off."

Siming glanced at him and said, "Then I'll go back first, you should rest early."

Perhaps because of the cold wind blowing along the way, after reaching the Lucky Building, Liu Hui suddenly opened his eyes gently.

"Well, President Si, what kind of place is this..."

Siming thoughtfully handed over a set of white pajamas and a pair of brand new underwear.

"This is my house, you go take a shower first." He took off his coat and went to the kitchen.

Ye Jinghui nodded and walked to the bathroom.

I put a tub of warm water, soaked myself in it and took a comfortable bath, put on my pajamas and was about to go out, but suddenly remembered the pair of underwear I changed...

Siming shouldn't be so perverted that he even recognizes his underwear, right? !

Not necessarily, if his eyes are sharp enough to recognize the last covering in just a few seconds of contact, he may show his feet.

Ye Jinghui rolled it up and threw it into the trash can next to it, and covered it with some waste paper. Even if Siming wanted to find it, he couldn't be wronged to go to the trash can.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile smugly.

Although he took off his clothes just now, the last layer of underwear that covered his body was still left on. Unfortunately, now, this only evidence has also been destroyed by himself.

Going back to the restaurant and sitting down, there are four dishes and one soup on the table. The simple dishes are very delicate, and the light soup also makes people feel good.

It seems that it has not been such a good meal for a long time.

Ye Jinghui sighed softly in his heart, the leader of the company, his living habits are too good to be true.

"Are you feeling better?" Siming asked.

"Well, it's much more comfortable, but... my head is still a little dizzy."

"I don't know your taste, so I made some random dishes. This kind of soup can relieve the hangover." He walked over with the rice cooker, and the aroma of the rescue soup hit his face.

"You know how to cook?" Ye Jinghui asked curiously.

"When I was abroad, I wasn't used to Western food, so I had to cook it myself." Siming put the hangover soup in front of Ye Jinghui, and asked casually, "How many years have you been abroad?"

"Sent out at a very young age. What about you?"

"More than ten years." He paused, "It's been a long time, and I almost don't remember it."

The two stopped talking and ate quietly.The ticking of the clock on the wall and the slight clinking of dishes and chopsticks could be heard in my ears.

Originally, the two were testing each other and fighting each other.But now calm down, under the warm yellow light, eating delicious dishes face to face, there is a strange feeling of peace for no reason.Ye Jinghui thought, maybe it was really like what Xiao Yi said, he was crazy to provoke him.Now it's really impossible to steal a chicken, eat a lot of rice, pluck a tiger's hair, and dye the hair all over, and I can't even shake it off.

After dinner, the two turned on the TV in the living room and chatted casually while watching.

"How did you feel on your first day in Dongcheng?" Siming asked.

"The environment... is pretty good." Ye Jinghui pretended to be sleepy and still drunk.

"The environment and treatment here are naturally one of the best." Siming smiled slightly, got up, and took Ye Jinghui to the guest room, "If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed early. I live here alone, and the guest room is always empty. You don't have to." Be cautious." After helping Ye Jinghui to the bedroom, Siming glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Do you... like sleeping naked?"

"Huh?" Ye Jinghui asked in a daze, "What sleep?"

"That way, it may be more comfortable and healthier." Siming said, stretching out his hand with a flat face, and gently took off his clothes. His skin rubbed, as if trying to read a different emotion from his bewildered face.

It's a pity that from the beginning to the end, he was drunk and stupefied. He didn't even respond when Siming's hand touched the edge of his underwear, and he didn't feel any sense of crisis at all.

Siming glanced at him with a smile, retracted his hand, put it close to his ear, and said softly, "Go to bed early."

……

After Siming left, Ye Jinghui twitched the corners of his mouth and took out his cell phone to send a text message to Uncle Zhong.

"Alex and the actor's salary can now be paid."

"Yes, store manager, I'll transfer the money to their card later."

Alex is the most famous makeup artist in the entertainment industry. He can transform a girl into an old woman without leaving a trace. He is a celebrity that many film and television crews are vying for. This time it's done, thanks to his help.

Ye Jinghui went to the third floor to meet Siming in person at first, just because he was afraid that Siming would see the clues in the close contact. Sure enough, he leaned over to kiss and bit a tooth mark on his neck.When he found out that it was Makoto who was relieved to go downstairs and bring Liu Hui up, the one in that room took the opportunity to switch.

The second time I saw it, it was naturally fake.

Because of the presence of Liu Hui and Uncle Zhong, Siming couldn't get too close to that MB in front of these people. Besides, that MB happened to be completely naked, so it's human nature to cover his body with a quilt when he sees a stranger.Only the head is exposed, coupled with the personal creation of the best makeup artist, it is natural to "confuse the fake with the real".

As for the voice, Ye Jinghui drank spirits and sugar water when meeting Siming with his real body, deliberately pretending to be "husky". Yes, his appearance, voice and temperament are very similar to Ye Jinghui's, so it shouldn't be difficult to fool Siming.

Ye Jinghui smiled smugly, and then sent another text message to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, prepare some medicine for me."

"What medicine?"

"Medicine to treat schizophrenia." Ye Jinghui sighed helplessly, "If this continues, I will have to go to a mental hospital."

"Why don't you think of a way to solve this problem completely?"

"Well, I'm slowly trying to find a way. If Siming comes to the store some other day, you can tell me that the MB has been locked up for five days and is not here, lest he drag me to the store to confront him again."

"Yes."

Ye Jinghui used his mobile phone to surf the Internet, and then carefully read the email that Xiao Yi had sent to him.

Xiao Yi sent all the information about Siming that can be found so far, and the background is also very clean. His father died very early, and he had a younger brother named Si Jie who was ten years younger. He was very naughty and mischievous. , He returned to the country alone, started from the grassroots, and climbed up to the current position of manager step by step, and then brought his younger brother back from abroad.He travels between home and the company all day, has never had a girlfriend, seems to be a fairy-level man who doesn't even need to solve his physical needs, and sees through the world of mortals.

Looking at the brief information, Ye Jinghui narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is it a little too fake?It seems to be deliberately hiding something.

……

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the air conditioner was too low and he was not wearing any clothes. In the middle of the night, Ye Jinghui suddenly woke up from the cold.

Opening his eyes, he felt that a fluffy thing was clawing at his face intimately. Ye Jinghui froze for a moment, and slapped the thing to the ground with a slap. With the sound of "meow", a black The kitten disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ye Jinghui got up, went to the living room to drink water, but suddenly stopped.

Siming was standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Because the lights were not turned on, his figure blended into the darkness, with a cold aura all over his body.

The light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was bright and dark, and the window reflected his expressionless face, his pupils were constricted, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.There was a cigarette between the slender left fingers, but he didn't smoke, and the ash kept falling.But the right hand was gently stroking the black cat, just mechanical movements over and over again.

Standing alone on the highest floor, in front of you is the most prosperous night scene in the city, the lonely back makes people feel distressed.

Ye Jinghui stood there watching him, not wanting to disturb him for a moment.

That man seemed to belong to the night, and raised a black cat. One person and one cat stood quietly in the corner, blending in with the surrounding environment, surprisingly harmonious.

Ye Jinghui suddenly thought of himself, sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would stand in front of the window and look at the scenery like him. The big window reflected his own figure.

Such a similar and familiar picture may be because the essence of the two is the same?

They all like to be independent and like to hide themselves.

Ye Jinghui's principle is that he is himself and has nothing to do with others.

But, maybe, it's not bad to have someone standing side by side with me.