Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

When Cheng Fan woke up, the curtains were glowing with scorching light, and the incense in the room smelled faintly.

He frowned, the pinnae of his ears seemed to have the heat from last night, and Xie Chongyan's words resurfaced in front of his eyes.

Cheng Fan muttered, "It's really narcissistic."

At this time the door was knocked, Cheng Fan subconsciously looked at the time, at ten o'clock in the morning, Xie Chongyan should be in the company.As if he breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "Please come in."

"How do you feel?" Xie Chongyan's voice sounded unexpectedly, Cheng Fan raised his head suddenly, and after seeing the gold-rimmed glasses Xie Chongyan was wearing, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head: "It's all right."

"Before the doctor leaves, leave the prescription prescribed by their expert team for your condition, which can treat your condition."

Xie Chongyan was dressed in simple black casual clothes, and sat leisurely on the armchair beside the bed. The pair of gold-rimmed glasses stood out against him, and his abstinence and nobleness appeared under his fair skin.

Cheng Fan responded softly, clutching the quilt in his right hand, he was a little embarrassed because of what happened last night.

Suddenly thought of something, he took out a piece of A4 paper from the drawer and handed it to Xie Chongyan, "This is the list I sorted out."

The list has been sorted out for two weeks. During this period, Cheng Fan repeatedly recalled and confirmed that all the information in the magazine was complete before taking it out.

"So obedient." Xie Chongyan took the time to look into his eyes, lowered his head and scanned the list.

The list is beautifully written, detailed, and marked with key points, covering almost all of Xie Chongyan's suspicions before, but there are still two company names that he did not expect.

Cheng Fan was praised by him as well-behaved, a little uncomfortable, raised the tails of his tired eyes, and said lazily: "I have always been very reliable in my work."

Xie Chongyan collected the list: "Yes, I understand."

The room fell silent again, and Cheng Fan couldn't help guessing why Xie Chongyan didn't go to the company.

Is it because of yourself?

Thinking of this possibility, Cheng Fan recalled the hug last night, dressed casually: "Why didn't you go to the company?"

Xie Chongyan: "There is a party in the afternoon."

"Oh." Cheng Fan knew that Xie Chongyan would definitely not stop going to work because of himself, so he got under the quilt again, turned his back to Xie Chongyan: "I want to sleep, you get ready to go out."

Cheng Fan's voice was slightly stiff, and Xie Chongyan was slightly puzzled, why his face changed so quickly.

When he got up, he looked at Cheng Fan's back and asked quietly, "Are you together?"

Cheng Fan turned his head and squeezed his beautiful eyes: "Do you mean to invite me?"

Xie Chongyan: "I've been lying down for a long time, go out and get some air."

Cheng Fan's mood eased a little: "I'll change clothes, you wait for me."

Xie Chongyan: "Yes."

...

Today Cheng Fan was wearing a beige checked shirt, paired with white jeans, brown short boots, and a gray windbreaker. He was youthful but stylish, and was praised by Uncle Chen as a star walking out of a pictorial.

The destination is called Liyu, which is a newly developed high-end leisure club in Bintan City. It is close to the suburbs, and next door is the new harbor city that Xie's family is focusing on building.

In the car, Xie Chongyan's long legs were crossed, his knuckles were crossed casually, he was dressed in a black wool coat, and his peach eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses looked gentle and elegant.

If it weren't for his indifference and dominance, Cheng Fan would have felt that Xie Chongyan had many suitors.

Of course, there should be a lot now.

The vehicle arrived at Liyu, before the driver got off the vehicle, a figure trotted over and opened the door for Xie Chongyan attentively.

"Brother Yan, long time no see." Li Yu's boss Ma Haoqian said with a smile.

Under the glare of the sun, Xie Chongyan squinted his eyes: "Mr. Ma, you are welcome, this place is well built."

Ma Haoqian bowed his waist: "Relying on Brother Yan, I won the approval. In the future, I need your suggestions for cooperation with Harbor New City."

Seeing Vice President Li Yu invite Cheng Fan down, Ma Haoqian greeted him with a smile: "This is Young Master Cheng, right? I've heard of a good-looking talent for a long time, so I'm right with Brother Yan."

Seeing Ma Hao's earnest and enthusiastic smile, Cheng Fan was inexplicably repulsed, just nodded his chin, and walked in with Xie Chongyan.

The landscape of Liyu is excellent. In the early design of the upper level, it was committed to building the most high-end natural scenery club in the country, and the investment was huge.

"In April, if brother Yan is not busy, you can come here when you have time. The cherry blossoms here are very beautiful."

Xie Chongyan put one hand in his pocket and responded lightly.

Walking through rows of cherry blossom trees, Cheng Fan noticed that there was a simple palm tree in the center of the courtyard in front of him. There was a red paper written on it with a calligraphy brush, which should have the meaning of making a wish.

"Brother Yan, be careful on the steps, everyone is waiting for you inside." Ma Haoqian reminded thoughtfully.

Coincidentally, Xie Chongyan received a personal call at this time, Ma Haoqian waited for a while, and then took Cheng Fan in first.

In the spacious private room, Lin Yutan Xiangzhi, Fang Yuchen and others were all there. Cheng Fan met them on the night of KTV.

Seeing Cheng Fan coming in alone, Xiang Zhi seemed to be watching a show: "Master Cheng is also here, are you and Chong Yan clinging to each other every day now?"

Cheng Fan didn't have much affection for him, so he raised his eyebrows and looked away.

Lin Yutan looked at Cheng Fan, and talked with Fang Yuchen in a low voice: "Is Chong Yan serious?"

Fang Yuchen: "Who knows, it seems that I have to get a certificate."

Lin Yutan: "I heard that this Young Master Cheng has quite a personality. He is very spoiled in Cheng's family, and he is very difficult to get along with."

Fang Yuchen: "I saw it once that night. Chong Yan didn't tell Cheng Fan when he came back from abroad. This ancestor was so angry that he ran away on the spot."

The orange palace glazed teacup in front of Cheng Fan was lightly held up, it was transparent and moist under the light, very beautiful.

While drinking tea, he could notice that everyone was looking at him from time to time.But he didn't care, and took a sip of tea.

Sitting opposite was a boy in his twenties. His clothes and accessories were all famous brands. He looked at Cheng Fan for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Do you think this tea is good? I think you like it very much."

Cheng Fan raised his eyes, and said in a gentle voice with a bit of coldness: "The tea leaves are fat and tender, with a faint honey fragrance and a sweet aftertaste. It is a good tea."

The boy was about to continue talking, when suddenly Ma Haoqian's aggressive and stern scolding came from beside him.

"Are you fucking blind and handicapped? I didn't see it standing here? What did your mother give birth to for you? It's better to just strangle to death after giving birth."

Cheng Fan followed the voice and found that a waiter was accidentally touched by Ma Haoqian while serving fruit, which accidentally caused a cherries to fall from the fruit plate, and was being admonished by Ma Haoqian relentlessly.

The waiter shrank his neck in fright and kept saying sorry.

Ma Haoqian didn't know where the unknown anger came from, and pushed the waiter hard, "You've been fired, get out of here."

The waiter raised his head in astonishment: "Boss, I'm an old employee transferred from your Si Nan Hotel. My father is hospitalized for kidney dialysis, and the whole family's source of income depends on myself."

Ma Haoqian scolded: "Even if your father is dead, what does it have to do with me? Get out!"

Looking at everything, Cheng Fan frowned indistinctly.

The waiter was still crying, and Xiang Zhi said lazily at this moment: "Haoqian, what are you fussing about with him, it hurts my ears." He glanced at the waiter again, and he continued, "What are you looking at, hurry up and get to work Go, don't make your boss angry."

Ma Haoqian seemed to be a different person when talking to Xiang Zhi, and smiled apologetically: "I didn't see him lose his manners, so I taught him a few words, Brother Xiang, I won't say anything."

The waiter glanced at Xiang Zhi and took the opportunity to leave.

Soon, Xie Chongyan came in after answering the phone, and Ma Haoqian called for someone to serve the dishes formally.

At this time, Ma Haoqian walked over to Xie Chongyan with tea in a courteous manner, "Brother Yan, I specially cultivated this tea from a southern tea garden. You haven't tasted it yet. I like tea since I was a child, and the tea here is the most authentic."

Xie Chongyan nodded: "Thank you."

Ma Haoqian smiled: "You drink from this blue and white porcelain cup."

"This is not a blue and white porcelain cup." At this time, Cheng Fan had an inexplicable smile, "This is Longquan celadon. Its enamel is like a mirror, and it is far from blue and white porcelain."

Ma Haoqian smiled awkwardly: "Young Master Cheng seems to understand it very well."

Cheng Fanni looked at the tea set opposite: "That is the blue and white porcelain cup, do you know what the story is painted on it?"

Ma Haoqian broke out in a lot of cold sweat: "Above... seems to be..."

Cheng Fan smiled and raised his eyes: "The painting on it is the folk tale "Arrogant Luxury", which tells the story of some courtiers who look like people on the surface, but are not as good as dogs in secret."

Who is the connotation of Cheng Fan's "story", the hearts of those present are like a mirror.

Ma Haoqian's expression changed instantly, he tightened his grip on the teapot, but on the surface he responded with a smile: "Master Cheng is very knowledgeable, I should learn from you."

Cheng Fan looked away lazily, put away the tea set and sat aside, looking at him coldly.

Xiang Zhi put his arm on Fang Yuchen's body: "I like Cheng Fan's temper so much, people like Ma Haoqian have to be dealt with by Cheng Fan."

Xie Chongyan on the side kept looking up at Cheng Fan, tapped his fingers on the table, thinking for a long time.

During the meal, the boy opposite Cheng Fan looked at Xie Chongyan cautiously, hesitating to speak.Fang Yuchen next to him opened his mouth: "Chongyan, you are proficient in small languages. My cousin Fang Yuan Gaoshu has a math problem that he can't solve. Can you help him?"

Xie Chongyan nodded lightly: "Bring it."

Fang Yuan was very afraid of Xie Chongyan, so he took out the advanced mathematics homework book from his schoolbag and handed it to him respectfully: "Thank you Brother Chongyan, it's on page 16, question 5."

Cheng Fan casually glanced at the workbook, and found that the words on it were not in a foreign language well-known to the public, and were relatively unpopular.

Xie Chongyan carried a pen at hand, read the question for about 1 minute, quickly wrote down the detailed answer on it, and drew the diagram beside it.

Fang Yuchen sighed: "Sure enough, you are a top student. The teachers I hired for Fang Yuan have been entangled in reviewing the questions for two days because of the language barrier, so it must be you."

Xie Chongyan picked up the sterilized hot towel casually: "The teacher's level is problematic, it is recommended to replace it."

Cheng Fan stared at his gold-rimmed glasses, lost in thought for two seconds.

...

When we were about to finish eating, the vice president of Liyu walked in with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and proposed to everyone: "The tree outside has a history of a hundred years, and it is very magical to make wishes. When we built Liyu, we left it here on purpose. write on it."

Fang Yuchen looked at the brush: "Do I have to write with a brush?"

The vice president said: "Write with pen and ink, it will be more effective."

A table was placed in front of each person, and Cheng Fan picked up a brush and thought about it for a while, and wrote the words "Sailing every year" on it.

Fang Yuan noticed that Cheng Fan had finished writing, so he leaned over to take a look, and exclaimed, "My God, is this a thin gold body?"

The voice successfully attracted everyone's attention. Xie Chongyan turned his head and found that the four characters "Sui Sui Ping An" written on the red paper were thin and graceful, which was different from Cheng Fan's age and had extremely profound brushwork skills.

Xiang Zhi also came over curiously: "Hehe, the writing is really good."

Ma Haoqian answered: "Young Master Cheng must have studied for a long time to be able to write so well. I wonder if Young Master Cheng is willing to help us write down our wishes."

Hearing Ma Haoqian's voice, Cheng Fan frowned indistinctly, and put down his brush: "No, I'm not a showman."

Ma Haoqian was refuted twice in a row, and his teeth were itchy with anger, but because of Xie Chongyan, he didn't dare to show any emotions.

Xie Chongyan glanced at Cheng Fan, gently raised the mirror beam, his eyes were pensive.

Everyone was earnestly writing their wishes, but Xie Chongyan did not start writing. Cheng Fan secretly looked at his red paper, his eyebrows were tangled for a moment, and he picked up the pen again and wrote a few words on the new red paper:

All things are successful, happiness can be expected.

——Xie Chongyan

After finishing writing, he folded the red paper in half, followed others to the courtyard tree, and prepared to hang it up.

Although Xie Chongyan didn't write, he followed everyone and looked at the wishing tree in front of him.

After Cheng Fan hung up the wish paper, he turned to see Xie Chongyan, hesitated for a moment, and came to him with his hands behind his back, "Why didn't you write it? Do you think the calligraphy is ugly?"

Xie Chongyan's eyes fell on the sunset glow in the sky, and his thoughts were full of thoughts: "It can be said so."

Cheng Fan raised his bright eyes and held up the red paper: "I see you are so pitiful, here you are."

A bit of surprise flashed across the deep eyes, Xie Chongyan raised his hand to take it, and read the words silently, "Thank you."

Cheng Fan smiled lightly: "You're welcome."

Xie Chongyan rubbed the red paper with his fingertips, and his eyes fell on Ma Haoqian not far away, "I don't know if I should say something or not."

Cheng Fan was puzzled: "Tell me."

Xie Chongyan: "It is undeniable that you are very talented, but on some occasions, you still have to consider other people's feelings and face. Even if you don't like him, you should be tactful in order to avoid being jealous of villains in the future."

Xiang Zhi saw Xie Chongyan walking towards them with red paper in his hand.

Hearing Xie Chongyan's words, Cheng Fan's expression gradually turned cold: "Do you think that I treated Ma like that just to show myself?"

Xie Chongyan: "I understand half of it."

The chill reached his eyes, Cheng Fan sullenly, his tone tinged with arrogance: "He is not worthy of me to do that. Since you don't like me, let's try to avoid communication in the future."

Xie Chongyan didn't expect Cheng Fan to have such a big reaction, and he frowned slightly: "Maybe it's better to be more mature."

Before he could speak, his words were interrupted by Xiang Zhi.

"Let me prove this matter. It's not bad for your little boyfriend. It's too much for the surname Ma, and it's considered bad breath."

Xiang Zhi came over, and explained the waiter's affairs in a few words: "You and I despise him, but we can't really refute his face, but Cheng Fan's actions are quite reassuring."

When the two were talking, Cheng Fan turned his back to Xie Chongyan sullenly and angrily, his chest rising and falling, looking from the back, he looked like a puffer fish about to explode.

After Xiang Zhi finished speaking, he tilted his head and stared at Xie Chongyan, his gaze fell on the red paper.He stiffly stepped forward to snatch the red paper from Xie Chongyan's hand, and threw it straight into the trash can.

"I'm going back, you can stay here by yourself."