After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

Fang Yan raised his head expressionlessly: "Oh, do you know each other?"

Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes dangerously: "It's not just acquaintance, this friend probably owes me an explanation?"

Qiao Zhai was sandwiched between the two of them, looking left and right tremblingly: "Um...can you save me some face and talk in the room?"

Soon he regretted the request to go back to the house, because the cat and the dog in the house seemed to sense the dignified atmosphere of the two masters, and they also became serious, squatting upright on the master's lap.

Xiao Sanhua pressed down the ears of the plane, and Xiao Bianmu bared her little white teeth.

Four pairs of eyes stared at Qiao Zhai.

Qiao Zhai was so worried that he wanted to pull out his hair on the spot.

"Actually, it's not a big deal..." He stammered.

"Stop talking nonsense," Fang Yan glared at him, "Say it quickly."

"Didn't I work as a nurse in Axo Hospital before? One day it happened to be my turn to deliver food, and I met your boyfriend's father. I just replaced the vase in his room with fresh roses with humanistic care, Your boyfriend came back. When I saw it, I felt that he was more attractive to me, so I wanted to talk a little more..."

I'm afraid it's an understatement to cast eyes, Fang Yan knows exactly what kind of person Qiao Zhai is.He doesn't want to be promiscuous, but he has a soft spot for men with austere temperament, especially Zhou Yu, whose gestures and gestures are elegant and calm like nobles, full of mature charm.

"I didn't expect that your boyfriend seemed to know me too. After careful questioning, I found out that Fang Yan was also there when you beat up the bastard who made trouble in the hospital, and he also remembered me who helped you to get the infusion.

"I thought it was a wonderful encounter arranged by God... Ah, bah, fate, I ran to his father's ward every now and then, but I didn't expect him to be less interested in me, and more interested in you. Twisted melons are not sweet, and I also I gradually lost my mind and just treated him as an ordinary friend."

Zhou Yu continued: "But my dad was not so clear-headed at the time, he didn't understand the matter, and Qiao Zhai happened to dye his hair back to black, so he mistook him for Yanyan who beat the gangster away."

Qiao Zhai quickly clarified: "It was my mother who dyed my hair back to black. In order not to embarrass her at my cousin's [-]-day banquet, I complained to Fang Yan for a long time after I finished dyeing."

Fang Yan nodded indifferently, motioning for them to continue.

Zhou Yu said with a headache: "My father has thought about it since he knew that Qiao Di was from the Rodriguez family, and seeing that Qiao Di came here often, he presumptuously affirmed some ridiculous guesses, so Cousin Qiao Di's hundred days On the day of the banquet, I was also sent by my dad."

Ever since Zhou's father fell ill, he has been keen on finding a qualified president's wife for the Zhou Group.

"You were also there on the Hundred Days Banquet." Zhou Yu looked deeply at Fang Yan, "This is the second time we have met abroad."

Fang Yan frowned and thought for a long time: "Why... I still have no impression..."

Qiao Zhai: "Hey, you locked yourself in the room all day long, no matter who or what happened, you didn't pretend to be in your head, I was afraid that you would get sick from boredom, so I sent you to various parties from time to time Pull, you can always succeed once out of ten times, and you happened to be here at the Hundred Days Banquet."

The Rodriguez family prides themselves on being aristocrats. Even though Qiao Zhai’s cousin is half of the yellow race, they are willing to humbly follow the oriental rules and hold a party for the child because of the honorable status of the child’s mother. Hundred Days Banquet.

On the surface, it is a celebration of children's [-]-day health, but in fact it is a carnival for the power of the upper class.The child is the mascot, and every successful person comes over to tease and say a few words on the scene, and then holds the wine glass to catch the prey or become the prey.

Zhou Yu hated this kind of occasion from the bottom of his heart, but he had no choice but to make excuses. At that time, the Zhou family was not as strong as it is now.

Among the crowd wearing fake smiling masks, a lonesome figure stood out - it was Fang Yan.

He was wearing a well-tailored slim dress, and his expression was indifferent, probably due to his poor capacity for alcohol. He took a sip, and the corners of his eyes were slightly blush, but he still looked like no one else, and he didn't pay attention to all kinds of meanings around him. look.

Whether it is the appearance of kicking the murderer away, or the appearance of ignoring the vanity fair, there is a big difference from the fragile and soft elementary school boy a few years ago, no wonder Zhou Yu didn't recognize it.

Qiao Zhai squeezed out of the crowd with a bluff, and leaned over to Fang Yan to mutter, Fang Yan finally withdrew his ruthless expression, and had nothing to do with Qiao Zhai, a friend who was annoying but not bad at all. chat up.

"Hey, Fang Yan, there are several classmates who didn't plan to come, but they immediately planned to come when they heard that you were coming. Have they come to drink and chat with you?" Qiao Zhai poked Fang Yan with his elbow.

Fang Yan shook his head: "No, don't bother to make friends for me next time. You see, they seem to only want to make friends."

Qiao Zhai: "Then do you mean to develop an impure relationship? You are 22 years old and haven't been in a relationship yet. A wonderful love may brighten your life, Fang Yan, try it. What do you like? type? Let me help you pay attention!"

Fang Yan's words of refusal came to his lips, but it turned into: "I like Chinese people with the surname Zhou who can play tennis."

"What kind of weird mate selection criteria is this?" Qiao Zhai slapped his head, "But I do know a handsome guy named Zhou, but I don't know if he can play tennis, and he also..."

"Fang, may I have the honor to buy you a glass of wine?" A tall brown-haired foreigner stood in front of Fang Yan, blocking Fang Yan and Zhou Yu's sight.

Only then did Zhou Yu realize that he had unconsciously watched Fang Yan for a long time across most of the banquet hall, which was very rude.

An old friend of Zhou's father in the United States, a wealthy businessman, came over to say hello to him with a rich belly. Zhou Yu turned his eyes away and started talking intently with the contacts accumulated by his father's generation.

The banquet was coming to an end, and Zhou Yu didn't take time off, and he couldn't tell what he wanted to do in his time, maybe he wanted to say hello to Qiao Zhai who he knew at that time—his self-introduction was Reginald at that time, But Zhou Yu seemed to pay more attention to the oriental youth who had been keeping a cold face beside Reginald.

How is this going?

It can't be said that the eyebrows and eyes of that beautiful young man look familiar, right?Sounds like hooliganism.

Zhou Yu chatted happily with Zhou's father's old friend, and unconsciously walked to the balcony on the second floor. Outside was a large, meticulously manicured garden. The lights of the music fountain illuminated the world in the night, allowing Zhou Yu to see A thin and slender figure.

It's Fang Yan.

Zhou Yu paused involuntarily. Father Zhou's old friend was fascinated by his insights on the stock market, but suddenly he stopped and asked, "Why did you stop? What's next?"

Zhou Yu laughed at himself, looked away and continued talking to the old man with the gray beard beside him.

From the shadow of the woods, several muscular white men stepped out and surrounded Fang Yan. The leader whistled frivolously and reached out to touch Fang Yan's cheek.

Zhou Yu glimpsed it from the corner of his eyes, and his face suddenly turned cold. Unexpectedly, Fang Yan's reaction was faster than his, almost engraving the consciousness of not being close to strangers into his bones. As soon as the leader raised his hand, Fang Yan raised his arm and accurately marked Opening the opponent's salty pig's hand, he grabbed the man's arm with his backhand and forcefully, the man fell to the ground together with the two people on the left and right.

Fang Yan's hands were trembling slightly, but the group of white people didn't notice at all, they rushed forward sternly, Qiao Zhai who rushed over shouted to stop him.

A fierce dispute broke out between the two sides. Zhou Yu politely apologized to Father Zhou's old friend, and went to call the security personnel for the banquet in person.

At this time, Father Zhou's doctor in charge called and said that he wanted to communicate with Zhou Yu face to face with some test results, so he did not show up. After confirming that the security personnel were involved in the dispute, he left silently.

Qiao Zhai learned that it was a gentleman surnamed Zhou who helped them avoid a scuffle, so he immediately guessed that it was Zhou Yu, but he didn't have time to go after Zhou Yu to thank him, because Fang Yan fell ill after the fight.

In a bad mood, Fang Yan washed his hands and arms that had been in contact with others, with such strength that he seemed to rub off a layer of skin to be satisfied.

He endured the spinning desire to vomit and the rapid heartbeat that was about to break his ribs, and stood there stiffly: "Qiao Di, I'm not feeling well, help me find a car, I want to go home."

Qiao Zhai hurriedly called for the driver: "Oh my God, have you brought medicine? I'll prepare warm water for you."

"No." Fang Yan replied with difficulty.

"How can you not bring your medicine? I have seen you cut down your medicine many times without following the doctor's advice! How can you get better like this!" Qiao Di condemned.

Fang Yan turned a deaf ear, his out-of-focus eyes fell on the lush bushes, and the sound of a vehicle driving away came from across the bushes. He didn't know that it was Zhou Yu's car, and they passed each other again.

"We missed it many times." Fang Yan sighed after listening.

Zhou Yu hugged him and let him rest his head on his shoulder: "Those are all small regrets in the past, and we will never miss them now and in the future."

Qiao Di exaggeratedly covered his eyes and looked at them through his fingers: "Should I avoid it for a while, do you want to have a passionate French kiss?"

Fang Yan raised his head from Zhou Yu's warm embrace: "No need, thank you. It's not over yet. Why does Brother Yu think I lied to him that my name is Qiao Zhai? You did it wrong, right?"

Qiao Zhai cried out for injustice: "The conscience of heaven and earth is really not me!"

His voice suddenly became weaker with guilt: "Although I did a little disservice..."

Fang Yan didn't hear what he was muttering clearly, but said blankly: "It wasn't you? Could it be that I lied to Brother Yu myself?"

"That's right, little liar," Zhou Yu suddenly laughed lowly, "You told me that yourself."

The author has something to say: Thank you Lin Tuobaozi for a bottle of nutrient solution, Wenwen is thriving, love you~