The malevolent male partner just wants to have a career

Zhong Shengwan was filled with curiosity and joy, he stuffed the pastry box into He Yingnong's arms, and poked his head in to look inside: "Then what, I won't go in, right?"

While speaking, he made a cheering gesture.

Although he had heard what He Yingnong said about not getting married, when the truth was in front of him, he naturally felt happy.

He Yingnong had nothing to do with him, so he knocked on Zhong Shengwan's head with his fingers, and stepped aside to open the door: "Ordinary friends, come in."

He is not too picky about where he lives, and he doesn't like places that are too spacious. He doesn't live in a villa or anything like that. This is a large flat in a high-end community.

Occupancy is high.

The lights are at their peak at night, just like never night.

Zhong Shengwan rubbed his head, went in and greeted the boy who was about the same age as him: "I am a friend of Brother Nong...an ordinary friend, my name is Zhong Shengwan."

The boy smiled, novel and friendly: "Jiang Yunqi."

He Yingnong: "You are about the same age, you should have a lot of common topics, Sheng Sheng, please help me take care of the guests first."

He took the box to the kitchen and opened it.

Picking up a plate of the pastry inside, intending to eat it with Zhong Sheng Wan, with inertial movements, he remembered that there was an outsider for a moment, and felt a little reluctant, and even put the plate in the refrigerator.

The phone rang and a message came in:

Zhao Wumian: [10 minutes. 】

He Yingnong didn't return.

living room,

Jiang Yunqi is the kind of person who seems to have a good temper, and speaks in a leisurely and soothing manner.

Seeing Zhong Sheng Wan looking at his wrist, there was a strangle mark there, and he rolled up his sleeve: "There was an accident, Mr. He saved me."

Mr. He?

I'm really not familiar with it.

Zhong Shengwan was a little bit annoyed, and he didn't ask Jiang Yunqi what kind of accident happened. It was obviously tied with a rope, which was similar to his distress in country F.

Now he remembered that Song Kun still had the urge to kick him.

Scars, can not be exposed.

He also talked about other things, such as some interesting stories about the crew, taking care of the guests, he is very good at it.

Jiang Yunqi smiled and his eyes were crooked, really like little dewdrops illuminated by the sun, but there was some melancholy in his eyes.

The emotion was very weak, but Zhong Shengwan was sure that he read it correctly.

The bell rang late: "You..."

Everyone pays attention to the eye relationship, he sees Jiang Yu as much as he can, and panics, but he has a natural concern for Jiang Yunqi.

I want to help.

Like when I was a child, I found expired instant noodles in the trash can, and the bag was unopened. Good thing, although I was hungry, I couldn't help breaking half of it and giving it to the smaller beggar who was watching eagerly.

Jiang Yunqi: "Is there anyone Mr. He likes?" He asked after confirming that Zhong Shengwan and He Yingnong were ordinary friends.

The bell shook his head late.

Jiang Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

The bell rang late: "What's the matter?"

It must have been a long time since there was anyone he could tell his heart to, Jiang Yunqi sighed: "Then I can give it a try, can I..." Marry him.

He Yingnong had already rejected him before.

But since there is no one you like, even if you refuse, you can try harder.

In this way, you can leave that person.

Before he could finish speaking, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Zhong Shengwan glanced in the direction of the restaurant, He Yingnong seemed to be on the phone, he pressed Jiang Yunqi's shoulder: "You sit down, I'll go."

Over there, He Yingnong also heard the doorbell, and said to the person on the phone: "Auntie, this is the last time, don't let me reject even the last He family member."

These words were harsh, and they dared not vent their anger over there.

He sighed, trying to save a few words, but also felt that the other party would revert to his old ways, so he hung up the phone directly and went to the door.

Zhao Wumian should have arrived.

The bell had already reached the entrance one step ahead.

Jiang Yunqi followed closely behind him, he seemed to be very sensitive to someone knocking on the door, the bell came late before, and it still is now.

There were already two people in front, so He Yingnong didn't go there.

The bell opened the door late, and I was amazed for a moment: what a big and handsome man!

Now is the era of masculinity, not only girls pay attention to dressing, boys also trim their hair and eyebrows, skin care and choose clothes, overall, there are always two or three points of handsomeness on the body.

But there is still a difference between handsome and beautiful, and there is even a gap between handsome men.

From Zhong Shengwan's point of view, a man like He Yingnong is a handsome man, and the man in front of him who is about the same age as He Yingnong actually looks about the same in appearance.

He Yingnong is the kind of sharp and lonely beauty.

The person in front of me is a romantic and freehand beauty, and all the facial features are beautiful, especially a pair of dog eyes. Under a smile, she must be affectionate, and a stone can see pregnancy.

Now, these dog eyes are icy cold, beyond the bell, staring coldly at Jiang Yunqi who is two steps away: "Have you played enough?"

Zhong Shengwan looked over and saw that Jiang Yunqi's face was pale, and he moved two steps back, simply moving behind He Yingnong, with an attitude of never getting in touch with each other.

Looking back, the dog-eyed handsome man's face was completely blackened.

He Yingnong, who was used as a shield: "...Come in and say."

The dog-eyed handsome man closed his eyes, as if he had tucked all his anger back into his bones, and nodded to the bell with a normal expression before entering the room.

Seeing Jiang Yunqi who was hiding behind He Yingnong looking around, he frowned.

This ancestor!

After traveling all night, his tired forehead twitched, and his tone seemed to be filled with lead, which was cold and hard: "There are people downstairs like mine, and other people's houses. It's not appropriate to lock the bedroom door behind you. No more water."

When the bell rang, Jiang Yunqi hesitated for a moment, and brought over the undrinked water that had been poured on the table earlier, and put his fingertips on his fingertips for a moment before taking it, as if he was testing the temperature of the water.

It seems to have been done a hundred and eighty times.

The only difference is that the dew-like boy he saw when he entered the door now seems to be rolling in a circle in the snow, exuding a soundless air-conditioning.

The person who came was Zhao Wumian.

He took the water glass and drank it down. While drinking, one hand was still holding onto Jiang Yunqi's wrist. After drinking the water glass, he put it on the table next to the flowerpot, put his palm on Jiang Yunqi's neck and kissed. down.

The bell rang late: "..."

The eyes were covered for a moment, and He Yingnong said in a displeased voice: "Zhao Wumian, I have a child at home."

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