My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Ding Cheng kept silent by the side, but seeing Jiang Biegu's expression, he knew clearly that Jiang Biegu was shaken.

In the past few days, Jiang Biegu has not stopped thinking about this matter, and even suffered from headaches several times, but even so, the problems that plagued Jiang Biegu have not been resolved, but now Tan Qiming's words hit Jiang Biegu's concern .

It's impossible to say that Jiang Biegu doesn't care at all, but it's too difficult for Jiang Biegu to easily let go of fault tolerance.

He is now, in self-competition, pulling.

Tan Qiming also clearly felt the changes in Jiang Biegu, knowing that he had said enough today, and he was afraid that it would be self-defeating if he continued, so he just accepted it and did not continue:

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for giving us this opportunity to express our thoughts today. Mr. Jiang can think about it when he goes back. We are waiting for Mr. Jiang's reply."

As he said that, he nodded to Ding Cheng next to him as a greeting, and prepared to take Jiang Di to leave together, but at this moment, no one thought that he had been silent all the time, and Jiang Biegu, who thought he was shaken, opened mouth, stopped him:

"Tan Qiming."

This was the first time Jiang Biegu had called him by his first name since he met him, so Tan Qiming was stunned for a moment.

In fact, not only Tan Qiming, but also Ding Cheng, he has been with Jiang Biegu for so many years, and he has never seen Jiang Biegu not showing face to anyone in public.

In the business world, age is not used to rank seniority, strength is everything, but no matter what, meeting each other will give you face. After all, no one is sure whether they will cooperate in the next project, so even if they are not called brothers, they will be called brothers. He said nothing, but this time, Jiang Biegu, who was ten years younger than Tan Qiming, directly named him by name.

Tan Qiming looked at Jiang Biegu:

"Jiang always..."

"You said, you wouldn't take fault tolerance as a substitute..." Jiang Biegu interrupted him: "Then let me ask you, if fault tolerance didn't look a bit like your son, you would be so entangled, Appear in front of me again and again?"

Tan Qiming and Jiang Di were eager to say something when they heard the words, but Jiang Biegu didn't give them this chance, and spoke out before they opened their mouths:

"There is a high probability that it will not, so fault tolerance is on your side, and it can only be a substitute. There are so many children in orphanages and welfare homes. If you just want to find a sustenance, just adopt one. You don't have to deal with a 16 A 16-year-old child who is about to be an adult for fault tolerance and persistence, will not treat you as parents, so this matter has no meaning to you.”

"You said it was just to let Fault Tolerant sleep in another place, but if you really want to treat this child well, the gate of my house is not like a palace, and I am not so selfish that I will stop others from being good to Fault Tolerance. I'm still very happy to see the results of loving my children, why do you have to bring fault tolerance with you?"

"As for the rumors about me and Tolerance, I don't need to bother you. That's our family business. How to solve it is our business. It's not up to an outsider to make suggestions." Jiang Biegu said coldly: "I don't know about you guys. What is the purpose of this question, but today I can give you a clear answer, this matter does not work with me, and I don’t need to talk about it in the future, I am really tired of what you say.”

Tan Qiming glanced at Jiang Di and said:

"Boss Jiang never asked for fault-tolerant opinions, did he reply too eagerly?"

"I don't need to ask, I know what kind of answer the child I raised will have." Jiang Biegu looked at Tan Qiming: "Even if you take ten thousand steps back, Tolerance is willing to live with you, this matter is still worth it. Can't agree from me, I still say the same thing, I will not, and I will never agree to give away my brother as a commodity."

Jiang Biegu took a look at the surrounding area, which was about to end, and walked towards Tan Qiming. When he walked past him, he stopped and bumped into his shoulder lightly. He looked at Tan Qiming slightly, and said softly:

"Die this heart."

As he said that, he walked towards the city leader without looking back, greeted him with a lively chat, and left the venue.

After walking out of the venue, I realized that it was raining at some point, covering the sweltering hot dog days with a layer of coolness. When the wind blew, Jiang Biegu's head hurt even more, but the waiter hadn't brought the car yet. Jiang Biegu could only wait.

Waiting eagerly, and irritated.

But when the car came and got in the car, Jiang Biegu realized that his emotions just now hadn't been relieved in the slightest. Only then did he realize that his impatience wasn't because the rain didn't stop and the car didn't come, but because he couldn't stop it. It was raining, and there was no way for the waiter to drive his car out alone over the crowd in front of him.

The reason why people get angry is that they are dissatisfied with the status quo, but unable to change it.

Ding Cheng has been paying attention to Jiang Biegu's emotions from the rearview mirror. He saw him pulling his tie and throwing it away casually. He wanted to say something to persuade him, but Jiang Biegu couldn't hear him. Terrified.

At the traffic lights, Jiang Biegu, who kept his eyes closed and rested, felt the phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and took a look. It was a message from Tolerance:

[Brother, it's raining, when will you be back? 】

Jiang Biegu stared at the words for a long time before turning back: 【On the way back. 】

【Okay, then I'll read for a while and wait for you to come back. 】

A few seconds later, another one came: [The road is slippery in rainy days, let Brother Ding Cheng drive slowly. 】

Jiang Biegu's mood was inexplicably calmed by these few messages, even the rain hitting the car window didn't feel disturbing.

When the car arrived home, the rain had turned into sporadic drizzle. When Ding Cheng got out of the car and wanted to hold an umbrella for Jiang Biegu, he had already got out of the car first. Ding Cheng wanted to pass the umbrella over, but Jiang Biegu waved his hand :

"no need."

After speaking, he walked towards the villa. Ding Cheng stood in place and watched him enter the house before getting into the car again.

When he heard the door ring, Fault Tolerance walked out of the room immediately. He must have just taken a shower and his hair was still wet. Seeing Jiang Biegu change his shoes and come in, he asked:

"Have you been drinking?"

"A little bit." Jiang Biegu said.

"I'll get you a glass of water." After saying that, he turned and went to the kitchen. Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance for a few seconds, took off his coat, threw it away and walked over.

When Faulty came back with a water glass, he noticed that Jiang Biegu was already standing in the dining room, and Faulty walked over and handed him the glass:

"Didn't eat anything? Would you like me to serve you a bowl of noodles?"

"No need." Jiang Biegu said, "Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Fault Tolerance was a little surprised, it's not that Jiang Biegu didn't tell him anything, but it seemed that he had never been so serious before, so that Fault Tolerance had no reason to feel a little twitching in his heart, but Jiang Biegu had said it all, so Fault Tolerance naturally had to be Listen to:

"what's up?"

When Jiang Biegu pulled away a chair and sat down, Tolerance was still standing. Jiang Biegu looked at him and smiled:

"Why are you so nervous? It's not a big deal, it's just a multiple-choice question."

Tolerance sat down, still feeling uneasy: "You never talked to me with that expression."

Jiang Biegu smiled, but did not deny anything. He admitted that his current expression did not give people a relaxed feeling, but he had tried his best to show that it was not a big deal.

But it's really not a big deal. What should be solved has already been solved, and what fault tolerance needs to do now is just a choice.

Jiang Biegu took a sip of water, but didn't speak immediately, his fingers were stroking the rim of the cup, as if he was thinking about what to use as the first sentence of the opening sentence, because fault tolerance was uneasy, he didn't urge him, and waited quietly.

After about two to three minutes, Jiang Biegu asked Tolerance a question:

"Remember that couple we met when we went out to dinner together? The one who lost their only son not long ago."

Tolerance nodded: "Remember, what's wrong?"

"They have been looking for me many times recently." Jiang Biegu looked at Rong Fault and said softly: "There is only one purpose, to say that you look a bit like their dead son, and they want to take you to their home and be with them Life."

Fault Tolerance got up almost as soon as Jiang Biegu's voice fell, the speed was too fast, and the chairs behind him fell to the ground with a loud 'bang' because of this inertia, and the bean sprouts lying on the sofa in the living room They all looked up.

But no one cares about bean sprouts, and no one looks at it.

Jiang Biegu looked up at Rongcuo, and said calmly, "I didn't agree, and it's impossible to agree."

"Are they sick?!" Fault Tolerance said angrily.

"Perhaps." Jiang Biegu said, "When we meet next time, if I'm in a good mood, maybe I can recommend a psychiatrist with a good reputation to them."

Jiang Biegu was joking, but Fault Tolerance couldn't laugh, he knew he should trust Jiang Biegu, he couldn't lie to himself, and he couldn't push himself out, but Fault Tolerance felt too uneasy about this matter, So much so that he confirmed it to Jiang Biegu aloud:

"You really won't agree?"

Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance, and sighed helplessly:

"Why should I agree, I raised you so well, why did I let others take you away? Besides, you are already 16 years old, and you can almost be considered an adult. I do do business, but I am not a human trafficker. What kind of product are you? Why don’t I just give it away if I say it?”

After saying this, Jiang Biegu got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for Rong Cuo, and put it in front of him:

"When did I lie to you? You are my younger brother. I said I would not leave you, so it is impossible for me to push you out."

I don't know if the water was too hot or his hands were too cold, Rong fault got scalded when he held the water glass, but he still held it because it was given to him by Jiang Bie.

Jiang Biegu went back and sat down on the opposite side, Tolerance calmed down and raised his head to look at him:

"Then tell me this..."

"I said this because I think they might come to you. Rather than you hearing something from them that you shouldn't hear, I would rather I told you." Jiang Biegu said softly: "I don't want us to There was some misunderstanding."

Tolerance nodded: "I won't agree, as long as you still want me, brother, I will stay here forever."

"I know." Jiang Biegu said with a smile.

The conversation seemed to end here, but Jiang Biegu had no intention of leaving. He leaned on the back of the chair and stared at the water glass in front of him, wondering what he was thinking. After waiting quietly for a while, Jiang Bie asked:

"Brother, do you have something else to tell me?"

Now that Rong Mi opened his mouth, Jiang Biegu did not continue to remain silent. It was getting late, and they should all rest.

"Well, I suddenly thought of something, and I think I should apologize to you."

"What are you apologizing for?" Tolerance was puzzled: "Brother, you don't need it, you..."

Jiang Biegu raised his hand and interrupted before the fault-tolerant words were finished:

"Just now I said that I never lied to you, but I did lie to you about one thing."

Tolerance didn't speak, and looked at him.

"Do you remember the last time I had a fever and you saw Chen Ziqing at the door after school?" Jiang Biegu asked.

Tolerance nodded: "Remember, he said he likes bean sprouts."

Jiang Biegu twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Well, that was the time, but he doesn't like bean sprouts, he likes me."

Fault tolerance was stunned and did not speak, Jiang Biegu continued to speak:

"I like men, this is no secret in the company."