Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

Ye Xingze went out and knocked on the desk at the nearest station, "Let's go, Ningfeng, go to the meeting."

"Well," Zhang Ningfeng responded, stood up, followed Ye Xingze out, and asked casually, "Who was that just now?"

"The children from the house opposite my apartment," Ye Xingze said, "come to deliver the documents to me."

Zhang Ningfeng thought of that boy's appearance. Although he appeared to be sensible and well-behaved, he did feel the boy's hostility towards him. When he and Ye Xingze were reporting, he could clearly sense the boy's gaze. But thinking about it carefully, he really didn't have any problems with that boy.

Zhang Ningfeng couldn't figure it out, so he gave up, took the document in Ye Xingze's hand, flipped through it twice, "Isn't this document from the previous project?"

"Really?" Ye Xingze raised his eyebrows without showing any surprise, and said indifferently, "That may be because I remembered it wrong."

Mu Xihe in the office was carefully inspecting another piece of Ye Xingze's territory, happily discovering every little detail that belonged to Ye Xingze in his memory, but he would not approach the desk for fear that Ye Xingze would lose or damage any documents, so he just Look outside of your work area.

This time, this place, he has also been here once, and when he finds out some details, he will have a sense of peace of mind that the incident is still under his control.

There is a door next to the side wall of the filing cabinet. Inside the door is Ye Xingze's lounge. When Mu Xihe walked in, he saw a bookshelf on the side. He remembered that there was...

Mu Xihe walked over and saw a newspaper just as he remembered.

The headline above reported the news of the death of the Mu family couple.

After about 10 to [-] minutes, Mu Xihe heard the door open outside, and went out to see that it was Zhang Ningfeng. The visitor obviously didn't expect Mu Xihe to come out of the lounge, Zhang Ningfeng didn't say anything, and walked to the desk After searching twice, I pulled out a document and was about to leave.

The vague hostility reappeared.

Zhang Ningfeng turned around and asked, "Hello, have we met before?"

"No." Mu Xihe understood that he was showing his emotions, but there were only the two of them here. Fortunately, Ye Xingze was not there, so Mu Xihe did not restrain his thoughts.

"That's why I offended you?" After all, they were all Ye Xingze's friends. Zhang Ningfeng didn't want to cause trouble for Ye Xingze, so he wanted to ask if there was any misunderstanding.

"No," Mu Xihe knew that it seemed that he was in the wrong, so he tilted his head and said angrily, "We saw each other for the first time today."

"Well, then I'll go first, Mr. Ye is still waiting for me," it seemed that the boy would not say anything, Zhang Ningfeng had no intention of asking again, walked two steps and then turned back, "Please return the things in Mr. Ye's lounge." Try not to move around."

When the time comes, Ye Xingze will not be able to find him and he will be unhappy. Zhang Ningfeng, who is very familiar with Ye Xingze's temperament, just said a word.

"I know." Unexpectedly, after hearing this sentence, the boy became even more hostile towards him, and returned to the lounge as if angry, and closed the door with a loud voice.

Zhang Ningfeng didn't understand what was going on in the minds of young people nowadays.

When Mu Xihe returned to the lounge, what appeared in his mind was the image of Ye Xingze and Zhang Ningfeng standing side by side. It seemed that there was no room for a third person. Mu Xihe beat the pillow bitterly, and a piece of the pillow was sunken. Xi He pouted again, and restored the pillow to its original state.

When Ye Xingze came back, he saw Mu Xihe sitting on the sofa with a newspaper waiting for him.

"Let's go, let's eat." Ye Xingze walked towards the lounge, turning a blind eye to the newspaper in Mu Xihe's hand.

"Why is this in your room?" Mu Xihe raised the newspaper in his hand.

"I have a cooperation with Mu's." Ye Xingze put on the thick coat that was placed on the sofa. The shape of the coat matched Ye Xingze's height and long legs. "So let's get to know Mu's first."

"What did you understand?" Mu Xihe asked.

"The current director of the Mu family is Mu Qingrong, but he is not the owner of the Mu family, so I sent someone to check." Ye Xingze sat next to Mu Xihe, saying that he had already made up his mind. "It was found that the president and his wife of the Mu family both died, leaving only one son, who was only 16 years old. Seeing that this son was young, Mu Qingrong wanted to rob the company."

"You are that child, right?" Ye Xingze asked.

"Is that why you called me here today?" Mu Xihe was more sensitive than Ye Xingze could have imagined.

"I found out that Mr. Mu's lawyer is dealing with this matter recently. I have some suggestions about this, but I was afraid that you would not want to talk to me, so I brought you here," Ye Xingze slowed down and explained slowly , "You will see this newspaper, if you don't ask anything, it means you don't want me to get involved in this matter, and I won't care about it."

"What suggestion?" Mu Xihe asked.

"I think I can give up Mu's temporarily," Ye Xingze said casually, and even opened a can of Coke on the coffee table, but he kept paying attention to Mu Xihe's face from the corner of his eye, "You only like it because it is What your parents left you, but I think, apart from the company, what your parents left you, and yourself, compared with your own growth, the company is not that important."

"When you grow up well, you will always win the company back." Ye Xingze said all the words he had thought up a long time ago, and then looked at Mu Xihe, "What do you think?"

"I—" Mu Xihe felt that his mind was a little out of order, and some memories that were completely different from the current situation collided with reality in his mind, and he responded after a while, "I'll think about it again."

"Then if I didn't bring this up, would you really ignore it?" Mu Xihe looked at the newspaper in his hand, but his eyes didn't fall on it, and asked.

"Of course, if you don't want me to take care of it, I don't care." Ye Xingze heard what Mu Xihe said, and knew that the matter of persuading Mu Xihe was half done. Fortunately, Mu Xihe wasn't the one in the information who couldn't listen Come on, a person who is determined to go his own way, otherwise Ye Xingze will have to think of other ways.

Mu Xihe didn't speak, he knew what Ye Xingze said was wrong.

Ye Xingze will not ignore him.

In Mu Xihe's memory, at this point in time, Ye Xingze was just a neighbor who had never seen both sides, at best he was just a person with a good-looking smile. When Ye Xingze asked him to send documents, Mu Xihe did not refuse, probably At that time, he had some inexplicable thoughts about Ye Xingze.

Later, when he came to Ye Xingze's company, he saw the newspaper. Mu Xihe didn't think too much about it at the time. Nothing was mentioned at the time.

But Ye Xingze didn't do what he said now, "If you don't want me to take care of it, then I won't take care of it."

Ever since he joined the company, Ye Xingze has been escorting him, whether it's business dealings one after another, only Mu Xihe is required to do it by name; or he is using business means to help him bring down Mu Qingrong. .

That's why he wanted to ask Ye Xingze when he saw this newspaper again.

Then the truth told Mu Xihe that Ye Xingze never ignored him.

Whether he asked or not, whether he was seeking advice or insisting on going his own way, Ye Xingze would always protect him.

Mu Xihe thought, the two of them have only known each other for more than a month, so why should Ye Xingze take care of him like this?

Mu Xihe lowered his head, looked at the hem of Ye Xingze's coat that was about to fall to the ground, and thought, how could he let go of such a good Ye Xingze?

"Xingze," a voice suddenly came from the door, Zhang Ningfeng would still call Ye Xingze's name during non-working hours, "The minutes of the meeting just now have been sorted out."

Ye Xingze took it over and glanced over it, "You did a good job, this kind of summary is more detailed than yours, but I can't."

Zhang Ningfeng patted Ye Xingze's shoulder twice, "Okay, when I was in school, I was not the one who summed up the group assignments."

Zhang Ningfeng was not as serious as when he was at work, but in Mu Xihe's eyes, Zhang Ningfeng was only so casual in front of Ye Xingze, as if he was showing off his intimacy with Ye Xingze everywhere.

When Mu Xihe saw Zhang Ningfeng approaching, he unconsciously adjusted to a fighting posture. When facing Zhang Ningfeng, no matter how old Mu Xihe was, it was impossible for him to face Zhang Ningfeng maturely.

He came over and pulled Ye Xingze's clothes, Ye Xingze patted the back of his hand, and then Mu Xihe took Ye Xingze's hand under the guise of playing around, "Brother Xingze, I'm hungry."

"Then let's go to dinner, Ningfeng, do you want to go together?" Just as Ye Xingze finished asking, he felt his hand was firmly shaken, and looked at Mu Xihe suspiciously, but he didn't see anything, it couldn't be an illusion Well, Ye Xingze thought.

Zhang Ningfeng hadn't planned to be together, but before he could speak, he saw Mu Xihe on the side looking at him with an expression of "I don't welcome you, you should be more sensible". Zhang Ningfeng was inexplicably targeted by a high school student for so long, After a pause, "Okay, where to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?" Ye Xingze asked Mu Xihe.

"A new Sichuan hot pot has opened near our school. I want to eat that." When Mu Xihe heard that Zhang Ningfeng agreed, he felt unhappy. Remembering that Zhang Ningfeng couldn't eat spicy food, he deliberately made things difficult for Zhang Ningfeng.

"No," Zhang Ningfeng refused as Mu Xihe wished. Just when Mu Xihe was about to say that I just want to eat that, Zhang Ningfeng added, "Xingze has a bad stomach."

Mu Xihe: "..." She was so preoccupied with targeting her "rival in love", she forgot about it, and she missed it.

"It's okay, we can order mandarin ducks then." Ye Xingze didn't care too much, he didn't have a stomach problem, but the original owner obviously had this kind of disease that 80.00% of the CEOs in the world would suffer from.

"No need," Mu Xihe was depressed. How about ordering mandarin ducks? Ye Xingze has a bad stomach, and Zhang Ningfeng can't eat spicy food. Wouldn't it be him who was "isolated" by then? "Let's change."

But Zhang Ningfeng was keenly aware of something, looking at the tall and short figures in front of him, thinking about the inexplicable targeting of that high school student, Zhang Ningfeng seemed to realize it.

My roommate and boss was targeted by a minor?

He also regarded himself as a rival in love, Zhang Ningfeng couldn't laugh or cry.

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