I see myself

What Fang Zhan wanted to do but didn't do, Jiang Yansheng helped him achieve it for the purpose of venting his emotions.

When he returned home, there was a bruise on the upper part of his neck, which was greenish in color and was caused by the brushing of a boxing glove. He lifted his chin slightly, turned his head to the right and checked the mark in the rearview mirror, thinking about what to do next. Explain with Fang Zhan.

He was talking about going back to Jiang's house, but how could he get hurt if he only went back to Jiang's house.

Did he get beaten up by the Jiang family who hated him, or did he get beaten up for making Mr. Jiang angry again?

He didn't want to lie, but to tell the truth, he was afraid that Fang Zhan would think too much when he said that he had gone to the boxing gym.

At this moment, he seems to have forgotten all the rumors that he was treated as an after-dinner chat, and he just wants to create an image of obedient and non-aggressive, so as to cover up abnormalities and block Fang Zhan from possibly hating him. .

While staring at the mirror in a daze, two short whistles suddenly sounded from the side of the parking space.

Fuck, who is so short-sighted.

Jiang Yansheng turned his head impatiently and saw the gray Bentley that Fang Zhan often drives.

Fang Zhan was also a little surprised. He thought that the young master would at least stay out until late at night before returning, but since he happened to encounter it, he lowered the window on the right side and asked the man who had a sullen look on his face and was inexplicably dull. ,

"Have you had dinner?"

Jiang Yansheng regained his composure,

"not yet."

"Come up and take you out to eat."

So the young master got out of the car obediently, sat on the co-pilot, and wandered away.

"seat belt."

"Oh oh oh."

"How did you get it on the neck?"

Jiang Yansheng blurted out,

"I accidentally bumped into it."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to jump off the car on the spot. How could he hit his neck?This reason is too stupid.

Fang Zhan glanced at him subtly, remembering the boxing gym that Qiao Rui mentioned in the afternoon, and already guessed the reason, but he didn't know why this person kept it from him.

He continued to ask,

"Just hit the neck?"

Jiang Yansheng actually felt a little pain in his lower back.

Qiao Rui's crazy critic, although he couldn't beat him every time he punched him, he always beat him up whenever he saw an opportunity, especially today, he couldn't help but his face was covered with blood, and he smiled at himself inexplicably Unconvinced, he continued to fight.

If it weren't for the fact that others would be timid and wouldn't enjoy fighting him, he really didn't want to find this lunatic.

Thinking of it this way, he was also a little unsure if there would be other marks on his body.

Seeing that he lowered his eyes and remained silent, Fang Zhan stopped asking, started the car and left the garage, and chose a restaurant closest to home.

When he arrived, the restaurant was already full of cars. Jiang Yansheng saw him parked at the side of the building near the residential area, but he still couldn't think of a word.

I didn't explain it at the beginning, but it seemed like trying to cover up when I said it later, especially if I was the only one who cared, it would be even more embarrassing.

The two of them seldom had close contact outside, so he just walked away by Fang Zhan,

"Have you made an appointment in advance? If you haven't met me, are you going to eat by yourself?"

Fang Zhan raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck gently,

"There is a fixed position."

Jiang Yansheng was slightly comforted by his touch, but there was still uneasiness between his brows and eyes,

"Do you know the owner of this house? It's quite popular. I've been here once before, but it was just a temporary idea. I didn't get the number and didn't want to wait, so I left."

"I invested in it."

Jiang Yansheng remembered that he always liked food, and racked his brains to find some beautiful words to praise him.

But he really never flattered others.

Say you have good eyesight?

It's too fake and too substandard.

In the end, he wanted to find something in common between the two, and the slightly clumsy Dao

"Actually, when I was in school, I also thought about investing in restaurants. I also thought about gathering all the chefs I like and contracting a street to open a shop together."

Seeing that Fang Zhan's expression was slightly pale, he raised his voice again,

"Really, there was a very delicious restaurant next to our school when I was in junior high school, but it closed down in my freshman year of high school. I still feel it's a pity."

Fang Zhan stamped his feet in front of the revolving door, and flicked him on the head, it was funny,

"I know."

Then he opened the side door.

Jiang Yansheng touched his forehead, and grinned inexplicably palpitating while standing there. Seeing that Fang Zhan had already walked to the front desk, he hurriedly followed.

As a result, as soon as I got closer, I heard the second half of the waiter's words,

"...Someone has already taken your seat with a card."

She has just come here to work for a few days, and she only knows that there is a position reserved for the boss. Today, a gentleman and a lady came, and she looked at it a few more times, thinking that the boss looks good, now Another one came, and she was a little overwhelmed,

"Should I ask the manager?"

Fang Zhan had already guessed who it was, and smiled at her,

"I see, keep busy."

The waiter was heartbroken, and said nervously:

"Good, good."

Jiang Yansheng asked incomprehensibly from the side,

"Is it Xiao Xiao?"

As far as he knew, Xiao Xiao was the only one who had such a good relationship with Fang Zhan.

The elevator next to him dinged, and from the corner of his vision he looked at Fang Zhan, he just spotted the person coming out of it, and then his loose posture gradually retracted. The whole person still showed a sense of laziness, but seemed to be armed with smooth fur Picked up the spikes, and said with a half-hearted smile:

"Yes, I forgot that there was such a person."

Fang Zhan turned around to look, and saw Ruan Luo standing in front of the elevator and stopped, then greeted his female companion and walked towards this side.

"Brother Fang."

He paused, stretched out his hand and smiled again,

"Jiang Shao, hello, I am a friend of A Zhan, and I often hear him talking about you."

Jiang Yansheng folded his arms, as if he didn't see his movements,

"Really, I haven't heard him mention you."

Fang Zhan coughed.

"He is that friend, Ruan Luo."

People haven't introduced themselves yet, why haven't you heard of it!

Ruan Luo felt his hostility, but she didn't know where she offended this person. She just thought it was because of his bad temper. Just as he was about to introduce himself, he saw

Jiang Yansheng glanced sideways at Fang Zhan, raised the corners of his mouth,

"I remembered, is it his father who wants to invite me to dinner?"

He held Fang Zhan's hand through his sleeve,

"I don't know when Chairman Ruan will be free? Don't worry, Ah Zhan's friends are my friends, and you can talk to me anytime if you need anything."

He did it secretly, but from Ruan Luo's perspective, he could clearly see the movement of him putting down his arm and then pulling Fang Zhan up.

What he thought of at that moment was not that Fang Zhan actually liked men, but whether Fang Zhan was forced by Jiang Yansheng.

But is Fang Zhan a coerced person?

Why was he not surprised that there was a man standing next to Fang Zhan, but a kind of panic surged up instead.

Fang Zhan didn't mind speaking clearly now, but they were standing next to the service desk in the hall, and they couldn't help but attract attention, so he whispered:

"Let's go to the side and talk."

Jiang Yansheng felt that he was trying to escape.

He laughed, with a cool tone,

"There's no need to talk to the side, just change to another store, anyway, I don't want to pick up the location that someone else gave up."

The strength of holding Fang Zhan was even tighter, but on the face, he walked towards the door behind Ruan Luo leisurely, chuckled lightly,

"Sorry, we'll be excused first."

When passing by, the air circulated, and the familiar cedar smell on the clothes of the people around him came from another direction.

Fang Zhan gave him a tug,

"wait."

The young master didn't look back, and even let go of the hand that was holding him.

This person just recovered from his depression period at noon. Fang Zhan felt that the short duration of his illness was a bit abnormal, and he went to the boxing gym again in the afternoon, which showed that his mood was not stable yet.

Afraid of what would happen, he could only follow behind him.

The two left the hall one after the other, and Ruan Luo came to his senses, left behind his female companion, opened the door and ran out.

There was no familiar figure in the parking lot in front of the building, and there was no starting car. He searched to the side and circled a lot.

Just about to give up, when he turned the last corner of the building, he saw the person he was looking for.

There are no imaginary quarrels, or Fang Zhan being blamed.

Only the always proud young master of the Jiang family was pressed against the car door for a kiss. After parting, he hooked Fang Zhan's cuff and raised his head to touch his chin, as if begging for mercy.

"Are you angry?"

Fang Zhan sighed,

"Why am I angry? You refuse to listen to me clearly."

Then Jiang Yansheng raised his head and kissed him indiscriminately, Fang Zhan stroked his head, then went to the driver's side and opened the door.

When he turned around, the button of the cuff held by Jiang Yansheng fell off.

The dark blue jewel-like cufflinks fell into the mud in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

The night wind was mixed with car sounds and human voices. He heard Fang Zhan sitting in the car asking what was wrong, while Jiang Yansheng looked down on the ground, getting closer and closer to his direction.

Then I saw the cufflinks in a flash of light, picked them up with a smile on my lips, carefully wiped off the dirt on them as if I found some treasure, got up and put them back in my pocket as if nothing had happened, and replied that it was all right .

He looked up, meeting his gaze.

The hot and strong love in his eyes suddenly froze into ice.