drunk oxygen

The author has something to say: Ketchup: (,,??.??,,) Happy Tanabata??

Pei Yan didn't remember Pei Yi asking him to go back to dinner until he woke up the next day. He called the driver and told him to pick him up at night.

In the afternoon, Gu Xingyi called him, "Tonight's company dinner, are you coming?"

Gu Xingyi has been Pei Yan's partner since he was in college. At the beginning, they opened a restaurant together, and later they opened a hotel chain. Pei Yan contributed money and he contributed, with a clear division of labor.

Because of Gu Xingyi's ability, now Pei Yan is relatively free most of the time, only occasionally needing to go on business trips, when Gu Xingyi can't leave or when there are group meetings, Pei Yan needs to come forward.

Pei Yan pinched his brows and said, "No, I have to go back to my dad's for dinner tonight, Pei Wen is getting engaged."

Gu Xingyi was also a little surprised, apparently he hadn't heard the news before, "Engagement? With the Wang family?"

"No, Xie Yuhua."

Gu Xingyi was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "I saw him with two little stars a few days ago."

Pei Yan smiled inexplicably, Gu Xingyi changed the subject, talked about some company matters, and finally cared about Pei Yan's love life, "How is it? Is there any progress?"

Pei Yan subconsciously looked at the ketchup lying in the air conditioner not far away, sighed and said, "I guess there is."

Gu Xing found it funny when he heard his melancholy tone, "It's a good thing to make progress, why aren't you happy?"

"Tsk, I've fallen in love with him, and he's taken a fancy to my dog, is that a good thing?"

Gu Xingyi smiled for a while before saying seriously: "In the past, it wasn't just other people's eyes on you, did you only love their faces? Now you can experience it too."

Pei Yan disagreed, "They're not after me, they're after my money."

"Mr. Pei, can you take a closer look at your own advantages besides being rich? You are handsome, good-looking, good-tempered, generous, and dedicated to not messing around. Who doesn't like to follow you?"

Pei Yan was laughed at by him, and he was not humble, "Even if what you said is right, it is still nothing compared to having money."

Gu Xingyi was blocked by him, and it took him a long time to say: "I can't even refute it."

Pei Yan didn't chat with him, after hanging up the phone, he realized that he would not be able to walk the dog on time tonight, so he just took advantage of this to send Xie Xinghe a message.

Pei Yan: [Do you have time tonight?Can you walk me through the ketchup? ]

Xie Xinghe returned after an hour: [I will deliver it later]

Pei Yan: [OK, I'll send it up before I leave]

Pei Yan asked Ketchup to eat earlier than usual, while he himself changed into a shirt and suit, a tie, perfume, and a watch. He dressed more formally than when he went to the company.

This is his father's request. You can't dress so casually when you go home, like going to the vegetable market. Pei Yan thinks it's a bit ridiculous, but he hasn't violated the old man's will to make him angry. After all, he still has to take money. Little things can't be done.

Before Pei Yan left, Xie Xinghe asked Xie Xinghe to press the elevator and went upstairs with Tomato Sauce.

Xie Xinghe was also wearing long-sleeved trousers at home, and he was not surprised to see him dressed like this. Pei Yan handed him the leash, looked at Xie Xinghe's damp hair and said, "I'm about three or four hours away. Come pick it up."

"En." Xie Xinghe responded.

Pei Yan said again: "When you walk the dog, you need to bring some paper, and you have to pick up shit for it."

Xie Xinghe glanced at Tomato Sauce, "Yes."

Pei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Then I'm leaving, you should dry your hair before going out, so as not to catch a cold."

This sentence is actually a bit out of bounds, but Xie Xinghe is not an ordinary person, and Pei Yan does not intend to get along with him in an ordinary way.

Xie Xinghe looked up at Pei Yan, the position where he was standing was backlit, but Pei Yan still wanted to sigh, his eyes are so beautiful.

With a bang, Xie Xinghe closed the door, and Pei Yan shook his head helplessly, really confused about his temper.

He went downstairs and got into the car that had been waiting downstairs for a long time, and said to the driver in a good mood: "Go to my dad's place."

The drivers felt strange, it was rare to see Mr. Pei return to the old man's place in such a good mood.

When there was a traffic jam on the road, Pei Yan also received a call from Pei Yi. He lazily said, "There's a traffic jam, we'll be there in a while."

Without waiting for Pei Yi to say anything else, he hung up the phone directly, clicked on WeChat and watched the dialog between him and Xie Xinghe.

He sent a voice message to Xie Xinghe: [Have you gone out yet? ]

Xie Xinghe: [Why does its poop smell so bad? ]

Pei Yan imagined Xie Xinghe's expression when picking up shit, and laughed out loud: [I don't know, anyway, every time I pick up shit for him, I'm holding back my breath]

Xie Xinghe didn't reply to him again, Pei Yan sent another message: [If it takes you away, just talk about it]

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When Pei Yan got out of the car, the smile on his face had subsided, and the housekeeper stood at the door to greet him, "Second Young Master."

Pei Yan nodded, and met his father as soon as he entered the door, and he called out, "Dad."

Pei Guofeng's face was not very good, and he said lightly: "Here we come."

Pei Yan intuitively felt that Pei Guofeng's anger had nothing to do with him, and sure enough, Pei Guofeng asked the housekeeper the next sentence, "That kid from the Xie family hasn't come yet?"

"No."

Pei Guofeng snorted coldly, put out the cigarette, "Eat!"

Pei's family has always had a fixed table for meals. Pei Guofeng and Deng Rong sit at the main seats on both sides, Pei Wen and Pei Yi sit on the left and right of Pei Guofeng, and Pei Yan sits beside Pei Yi.

When they were seated, Pei Guofeng said to Pei Wen, "This man is too unruly."

Pei Wen was not very happy looking at it, but she still defended Xie Yuhua and said: "He is too busy, he encountered a traffic jam when he came out of the company, he asked me to apologize to you, let's eat first."

No matter what the atmosphere at their dinner table was, Pei Yan always buried his head in eating. Deng Rong suddenly brought him some food and asked, "What have you been up to lately?"

"Nothing busy." Pei Yan said perfunctorily.

"Your sister is about to get engaged, and you don't have a serious girl you like."

Pei Yan's hands stopped, and Pei Guofeng said coldly: "When is he passing by? The company at home doesn't go, and the girl you introduced doesn't like it either, so you're looking for dubious people outside all day long. "

"Guofeng," Deng Rong said to him, "A Yan hasn't come back for dinner for a long time, so don't take your anger out on him."

Pei Yan glanced at his mother in surprise. Deng Rong's favorite was Pei Yi, and he couldn't say he was partial, but Pei Guofeng said that most of the time he didn't care much about Deng Rong.

He said to Deng Rong: "I haven't found a suitable one, don't worry, my brother is single too."

Pei Guofeng added: "Your brother is so busy in the company every day that he doesn't touch the ground. If you come back and help him share a little, maybe I can have a grandson."

From the corner of his eyes, Pei Yan saw Pei Yi frowned imperceptibly, and he smiled in his heart. He didn't know if Pei Yi had disguised his ambition too well, but Pei Guofeng actually believed that Pei Yi wanted him to join the company.

He said flatly: "Wenwen is about to get engaged, I guess you will hug your grandson sooner."

Pei Guofeng looked at Pei Wen, "Whether Xie Yuhua will come or not! If you don't come here, don't book the marriage!"

Pei Wen stood up, glared at Pei Yan, and said in a low voice, "I'll call him."

The cooking skills of Pei's chefs are as good as ever, so it's no wonder that Pei Guofeng has put on a lot of weight in recent years.

Pei Yan wiped his mouth contentedly after eating, guessing that Xie Yuhua would not come, he lowered his head and sent Tian Song a WeChat message, asking him to call himself.

Pei Guofeng looked at him as soon as the phone rang, and Pei Yan pretended to look at the caller ID, "Sorry, it's an important call."

He walked aside and pretended to say a few words, then walked back and said to Pei Guofeng: "Dad, there is something wrong with a hotel, I have to go and see it myself."

Pei Guofeng has always attached great importance to business matters, whether it is his own or his son's. Sure enough, he nodded and said, "Go."

As soon as Pei Yan got into the car, his anxious expression disappeared, and he said to the driver, "Go home."

He unbuttoned and loosened his tie, with a smile on his lips, and lowered his head to send Xie Xinghe a WeChat message: [I'll be back in about an hour, the tomato sauce didn't bother you, did it? ]