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

"Chong Yan!"

"Chong Yan!"

The conference room was silent.

Xie Changting got up and called him, his eyes serious.

The rest of the participating businesses, whispering curiously, talked about whether something serious had happened.

Xie Changting's face was livid, but in order to appease everyone's emotions, he explained in a deep voice: "Chong Yan is just going to deal with some housework, please rest assured."

The vice president walked to Xie Chongyan's place, nodded to everyone, and began to chair the urban meeting.

In the bathroom, Wen Qi walked to the innermost side, deliberately making the leather shoes make noise, and searched for the cubicles Cheng Fan hid one by one.

"I just want to treat you to a meal, what are you so afraid of doing?"

"Come out obediently to eat with brother, and brother will not treat you badly."

The footsteps were getting closer, and Cheng Fan knew that he would find him sooner or later.Hold on to the simple door lock hard to prevent him from breaking in.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and it was Xie Chongyan calling.He didn't dare to speak out, but he was afraid of missing important information.

"Hello, Xie Chongyan." Cheng Fan's voice was choked up, and his nose suddenly became sore.

Xie Chongyan was driving, and asked anxiously, "Where is your exact location?"

Cheng Fan: "I'm hiding in the bathroom on the second floor, and a man named Wen Qi is looking for me outside the door, trying to play hooligans."

Xie Chongyan hammered hard with the hand holding the steering wheel, held his breath and frowned: "You don't want to go out, I'll call Boss Yuchen now and ask him to help you."

Cheng Fan heard that Xie Chongyan was driving, pursed his lips and said in a low voice while hanging up the phone: "Be careful when driving."

Xie Chongyan heard this sentence, faced the busy signal, and responded alone in the car: "Okay."

"Cheng Fan? Fanfan? Are you here?"

A pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of Cheng Fan, and Wen Qi knocked lightly on the toilet door: "I won't eat you again, why are you so afraid?"

Cheng Fan huddled in the corner: "I advise you to leave quickly, I have already called someone."

Wen Qi sneered: "You called someone? So powerful? Who did you call? Tell your brother?"

Cheng Fan hesitated for a while: "Xie Chongyan, do you know him?"

Wen Qi outside heard Xie Chongyan's name, and obviously lost his voice.But after a while, he kicked the door with his foot and laughed, "I know you, what's the matter?"

Cheng Fan said inside: "Xie Chongyan will come to me in a while, if you leave early, I can not care about you."

Wen Qi seemed to hear some joke: "Xie Chongyan? Come to see you?"

Cheng Fan: "Yes."

Wen Qi laughed loudly: "You want to know Xie Chongyan, and you will be called by the manager to accompany you? You have already become popular."

Wen Qi didn't want to talk nonsense with Cheng Fan anymore, thinking that he would soon have a beautiful man in his arms, he became more and more distracted, and began to yank Cheng Fan's toilet door hard.

The plastic door is not strong, and the whole room shakes when pulled.

Cheng Fan resisted desperately, but Wen Qi was so strong that he slammed his upper body hard five or six times. The door lock deformed and bounced back, hurt Cheng Fan's hand, and bounced him to the cold and stiff tiled wall. Hit a bit, exhausted and sat on the ground.

The door was pushed open, and Wen Qi looked at him with his arms crossed, out of breath: "Yo, are you injured? Let my brother take a look."

Cheng Fan covered his head with his arm: "Go away!"

Wen Qi took a deep breath, and squinted at Cheng Fan: "The smell on your body is really nice." While speaking, his fat palm stretched towards Cheng Fan's waist, "This waist is so thin, it's worthy of being learning to dance."

"Bang".

Cheng Fan quickly raised his right leg and kicked Wen Qi's face hard, causing him to fall backwards and fall to the ground, screaming in pain.

He smiled contemptuously: "Idiot."

Although Cheng Fan was thin, his dancing legs were usually very strong. Wen Qi's high kick just now made Wen Qi's face swell up instantly, making his greasy face even more disgusting.

Wen Qi was completely annoyed, stood up with the pain, and spat blood on the ground.

"You don't eat the soft ones, and you force me to be hard, don't you?"

He glanced lazily outside the toilet door, quickly picked up Cheng Fan's head, brought him up, and shackled him to the wall.

The toilet door slammed violently, he couldn't wait to take off his belt, put his arms around Cheng Fan, and tried to kiss him with a greasy face.

Cheng Fan tilted his head desperately, unable to move.

At this time, there were two hurried footsteps outside the toilet door. Xie Chongyan saw Wen Qi holding Cheng Fan, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he grabbed Wen Qi by the collar and pulled him out.

Without taking off his watch, he threw his fist at his weak spot.

One punch, two punches...

No amount of beating could eliminate the anger and hatred in his heart, and Wen Qi's head was bleeding profusely, and he kept begging for mercy.

The watch was hard and hurt Xie Chongyan's wrist.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, and continued to press Wen Qi on the ground. With a "click", Wen Qi let out an unprecedented scream, and his arm broke.

There was a cold light hidden in the gold-rimmed glasses, and those peach-blossom eyes were extremely cold and dangerously cruel.

Boss Yuchen was afraid of killing people, so he clenched his hands and begged for mercy in front of Xie Chongyan: "Mr. Xie, this is a restaurant after all, and it's not good for you if you make a big fuss. There are so many people now, if you really want to teach me a lesson He, it will not be too late in the future. And does your boyfriend also need to be sent to the hospital immediately?"

The last sentence brought Xie Chongyan back to his senses.Throwing one last punch, he sprints toward the toilet stall.

When he saw Cheng Fan's red eyes closed, trembling in fear, his defenses were completely broken.

Afraid of scaring Cheng Fan, he carefully squatted in front of him, tentatively put his palm on Cheng Fan's hair, and patted gently, "Fanfan, let's go home."

Cheng Fan's eyes were blurred with tears, and he buried his head on his knees, shaking with sobs.

Xie Chongyan's heart throbbed, he took him into his arms, and kept stroking his back with his palms.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Cheng Fan's nasal cavity was sour, and there was a trace of grievance in his crying: "Why did you come here?"

Xie Chongyan: "It's my fault, I'm late."

He took Cheng Fan in his arms and stepped on Wen Qi's hand. Boss Yuchen opened the way and led him out of the bathroom.

Xie Chongyan drove here alone, and Cheng Fan was injured, so he was worried about putting Cheng Fan in the back seat.So boss Yuchen drove to the private hospital in the city center.

Cheng Fan suffered a severe head injury, and was very sick after getting in the car, and his vision became blurred due to dizziness.

Every time the vehicle brakes, it makes him very uncomfortable.

Xie Chongyan saw it, picked him up and sat on his lap, supported his back with his arms, and looked worried.

Cheng Fan rested his head on Xie Chongyan's shoulder, weeping weakly from the corner of his mouth, and kept wrinkling his brows, feeling very uncomfortable.

With pity, Xie Chongyan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his tears away, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."

Cheng Fan opened his eyes weakly, remembering what happened in the past two days, hummed aggrieved, and burst into tears.

Xie Chongyan blamed himself even more in his heart, hugged him tightly, and said again: "I'm sorry."

Two hours later, Cheng Fan lay on the hospital bed, with an infusion needle stuck in his arm, and fell asleep exhausted.

The doctor told Xie Chongyan the results of the examination.

Cheng Fan suffered a mild concussion due to a head bump.It's not serious, but needs rest.In addition, there were multiple scrapes and kicks on the body, and the pinch mark on the neck took a while to completely fade.

Hearing the words concussion, Xie Chongyan wished Wen Qi could die.

In the middle of the night, the hospital was eerily silent.

Xie Chongyan stayed alone in the ward, and his phone kept displaying incoming calls.

Xie Changting called him eight times, and Xie Chongyan knew what he wanted to say without answering.

The vice president reported that the urban launch ceremony was very successful, and other companies were convinced by Xie's plan.

If the only point of doubt is what made Xie Chongyan drop such an important ceremony and leave alone.

Everyone was afraid of being related to Mrs. Xie.

Xie Chongyan told the vice president that he would personally explain the companies in the urban alliance.

At this moment, Xie Changting's phone call persisted again, Xie Chongyan pressed the answer button and walked out of the ward.

In the deep corridor, he was holding a cigarette, his brows were dark.

Xie Changting's tone was filled with anger: "You are finally willing to answer my call."

Xie Chongyan: "Cheng Fan has just been settled."

Xie Changting was puzzled: "You left suddenly because of Cheng Fan?"

Xie Chongyan: "Well, he is in danger."

Xie Changting's anger did not subside with his explanation, but asked: "What happened to him?"

Xie Chongyan pressed his temples and smoked a cigarette vigorously, "I was bullied and hid in the toilet."

Xie Changting seemed to have heard something absurd, and his voice suddenly rose: "He is in danger, won't you send someone to rescue him? You must go in person? Xie Chongyan, how did I teach you since childhood? When did you become so emotional?"

Xie Chongyan's voice turned cold: "Cheng Fan is in danger, if I don't go to save him, it's called cold-blooded and heartless."

Xie Changting roared: "You go to rescue, and others go to rescue, what's the difference? What's important that you don't know?"

Xie Chongyan replied: "Of course there is a difference. Cheng Fan is my partner, not someone else's. It is reasonable for me to save him."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Xie Changting was so angry that his blood pressure soared, so he immediately called Mr. Xie and asked Mr. Xie to restrain Xie Chongyan more.

After smoking a cigarette, Xie Chongyan was about to go back to the ward when Xiang Zhi and Lin Yutan came across.

Xiang Zhi probably knew what was going on, so he didn't dare to look directly at Xie Chongyan, holding the fruit basket with a guilty conscience.

Lin Yutan witnessed Xie Changting's furious look with his own eyes today, worried about Xie Chongyan, and asked, "Did your father call you?"

Xie Chongyan: "Yes."

Xiang Zhi felt guilty: "I'm sorry Chongyan, I didn't know that the manager Xiang Rong arranged for Cheng Fan was so unreliable and took him to a messy banquet. Don't worry, I will deal with these two people, and I will definitely let you Get angry."

Xie Chongyansen stared at him coldly: "Xiang Zhi, I thought you would be very concerned about choosing an agent for Cheng Fan, so I trust you."

Xiang Zhi palely defended: "I'm very caring, and I specifically emphasized to them that we must have a manager with a good network, resources, and high emotional intelligence, but I..."

Lin Yutan patted him on the shoulder, motioning him to stop talking.

Xiang Zhi admitted: "It's my fault, I owe you and Cheng Fan once."

Xie Chongyan ignored him and went straight into the ward.

Xiang Zhi was ashamed: "Can I go in?"

Lin Yutan: "Let's go in together."

Xiang Zhi felt wronged at first, but when he saw the thick white gauze on Cheng Fan's head, his heart was beating wildly.

Xie Chongyan didn't let him go, it must be because of his friendship for so many years.

Xie Chongyan said in a low voice: "Go back, it's late."

Lin Yutan frowned: "How did Cheng Fan get hurt so badly?"

Xie Chongyan didn't want to recall this incident any more, so he replied briefly: "Wen Qi deserves to die."

Lin Yutan walked to Xie Chongyan's side, and put his palm on his shoulder: "Wen Qi's TV station has been running for so long, and it has harmed many young artists. It should be rectified long ago. Leave this matter to me, and I will handle it."

Xie Chongyan turned his head: "I want him to reach the worst end."

Lin Yutan: "Yes."

After the two left, Xie Chongyan brought a warm towel and gently wiped Cheng Fan's cheeks.

Cheng Fan's eyelashes are very long, like a mascara.When sleeping, the eyelashes flutter slightly, it should be dreaming.

Xie Chongyan tucked up the quilt for him, and just watched him quietly.

Xie Changting taught him to be an extremely egoistic businessman since he was a child.In everything, self-interest comes first.

When judging and choosing, measure by value.

He did it by the standards.

Keeping pets is a waste of time, never caring about cats and dogs.

Entertainment hobbies can only be selected from high-end social etiquette, which is convenient for socializing.

When falling in love, you must also pay attention to the chain of interests and the right relationship.

He is tired and weary.

Since he took over the company, he has tried to change this status quo, but the habits brought about by the inherent thinking are difficult to change.

Marriage with Cheng Fan was his first attempt.

The Cheng family has a small family and does not meet the standards of Mr. Xie and Changting Xie.But Mr. Xie indulged him, willing him to find someone he likes to marry.

Next, this thing.

According to the past, he would feel that he was crazy like this.

Perhaps while in the car, reason had made him think about whether his behavior was appropriate and whether he had to go there himself.

Seeing the scene of Cheng Fan shrinking in the corner, those senses were defeated.

He doesn't want to analyze this matter rationally, because this matter cannot be measured by value.

If he didn't save Cheng Fan and let someone else do it, maybe the result would still be Cheng Fan lying on the hospital bed.

But after Cheng Fan woke up, he might be very disappointed, and he might drift away from him, which he didn't want to see.

If not measured by value.

He could only say that Cheng Fan's opinion of him was more important.

Xie Chongyan pressed his fingers to his forehead, his headache was about to split.

Unknowingly, he seemed to pay more attention to Cheng Fan's feelings.And this kind of attention cannot be controlled by reason, it is lurking deep in the heart.

Xie Chongyan felt that he should never feel the same way about others.

And probably not in the future.

—

The next morning, he was awakened by crying.Subconsciously stretched out to reach the quilt in front of him, it was cold and there was no one there.

He got up to look for Cheng Fan, and found Cheng Fan standing in the bathroom looking at the mirror.

"What's the matter? Headache?" Xie Chongyan walked up to him quickly and looked at him before he had time to put on his glasses. "Where does it hurt? Tell me." Holding his face in his hands, he frowned slightly.

Cheng Fan looked up at him, a little at a loss.

She obviously ignored him a few days ago and was deliberately indifferent, so why do she care so much about him now.

Tears fell uncontrollably, Cheng Fan didn't dodge, and sniffed.

Seeing this, Xie Chongyan became more anxious: "Cheng Fan, do you have a headache?"

It is confirmed that Xie Chongyan is really concerned about himself.Cheng Fan turned his head angrily: "It doesn't hurt."

Xie Chongyan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked softly, "Then why are you crying?"

Cheng Fan said sullenly: "The gauze is too ugly."

Xie Chongyan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's okay, I'll pick it in a few days."

Cheng Fan glanced at him, turned away and walked outside.

The slippers were too big, and there was a "pop" and "pop" sound on the ground. Cheng Fan's hospital gown was loose and bulky, covering his buttocks.

He climbed into the bed, wrapped in the quilt, pursing his lips and throwing a tantrum silently.

Xie Chongyan walked towards him: "What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Fan folded his arms and said angrily, "I'm not hungry."

Xie Chongyan sat by the bed and looked at him: "I don't eat when I'm sick, and I have to wear ugly gauze all the time."

Cheng Fan's eyelids twitched, and he opened his mouth: "Go and do your work, don't worry about me."

Xie Chongyan stretched out his hand to straighten the broken hair on his forehead, and murmured: "Don't let me care about you, who called me yesterday and asked me to save my cat?"

Cheng Fan turned his face away: "Who? Don't know?"

Xie Chongyan saw his reckless appearance, and took out his mobile phone: "Secretary Qin is in the restaurant, tell him what you want to eat."

Cheng Fan pushed the phone away: "I had a bad appetite a few days ago, and I didn't see you worrying about me asking me what I want to eat."

As he said that, he lay on the bed again, feeling more and more wronged: "Don't ask now."

Xie Chongyan sighed: "Cheng Fan, shall we be reasonable?"

Cheng Fan glanced at him and said nothing.

Xie Chongyan: "You are injured, and the body is the most important thing. Now is not the time to lose your temper and skip meals."

Cheng Fan: "I'm alive and well now, I'm fine."

Xie Chongyan simply ordered some breakfast with Secretary Qin, and quietly waited for Secretary Qin to bring it over.

Cheng Fan was left on the sidelines, his fingers intertwined in the bed, secretly looking at Xie Chongyan while he was not paying attention.

Suddenly, he saw the gauze wrapped around Xie Chongyan's wrist.

Standing up suddenly, Xie Chongyan was startled.

He hesitated to speak, and finally said sullenly: "You are also injured."

Xie Chongyan realized that he was talking about his wrist, and nodded: "No serious problem."

Cheng Fan grabbed the quilt awkwardly: "Aren't you very powerful? Why are you still injured?"

Xie Chongyan: "I forgot to wear my watch and got knocked."

"Stupid." Cheng Fan turned and looked at him: "Did you apply the medicine?"

Xie Chongyan: "Well, wipe it off."

Cheng Fan snorted, then lowered his eyes, sat on the bed and hugged his knees: "Thank you for saving me."

Xie Chongyan: "It should."

After a while, Secretary Qin brought breakfast and put it on the dining table.

Cheng Fan licked the corner of his lips, went down to the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

Taking one last look at the Shrimp Dumpling Emperor, he turned to leave, and suddenly bumped into a strong and broad chest.

Xie Chongyan looked at him: "Let's eat."

Cheng Fan obediently sat aside and picked up his chopsticks: "It's hard to turn down the kindness, I will reward you with face."

Cheng Fan was really hungry, and he was gurgling while holding a bowl of porridge. It was the first time Xie Chongyan saw him so anxious to eat.

But it's true, I haven't eaten much for three days, so I should be very hungry, Xie Chongyan thought so.

"Slow down, I'll peel an egg for you." Xie Chongyan looked at him.

"I only eat egg yolks." Cheng Fan said critically.

"Okay." Xie Chongyan picked out the egg yolk for him, "Little ancestor, please enjoy."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows and put it in the bowl.

The doctor came to make an inspection in the morning and examine Cheng Fan.

Seeing that he was eating and drinking well, he joked that his illness was not serious at first sight.

Cheng Fan didn't like being hospitalized at all, so after talking with the doctor, he finally decided to pack his things and go home to recuperate.

When Cheng Fan got out of the car, Uncle Chen was heartbroken.Hold the film and medicine for him, and ask questions.

After returning to the house, he first took a hot shower, and then Xie Chongyan came to his room with the documents, wanting to pick an agent with him.

"These are all reorganizations of Xiangzhi. Although the connections may not be as good as cotyledons, you can rest assured of your conduct."

Xie Chongyan was sitting at the desk, while Cheng Fan was lying on the bed, and the two chatted without saying a word.

Cheng Fan flipped through the photos, and Xie Chongyan flipped through his profile, and the division of labor between the two was pretty clear.

"Is there anyone you like?" Xie Chongyan handed him two resumes, "These two are highly educated, and currently they don't have any artists, so I can concentrate on taking you."

Cheng Fan showed it to him: "Is this okay?"

In the photo, there is a gentle man about 27 or [-], wearing gentle silver glasses, handsome and good-natured.

Xie Chongyan took it, and after thinking about it, he refused: "His resume says that he is 27 years old, too young. I am worried that he does not have high-quality resources to provide you with."

Otherwise, Cheng Fan said, "Take your time, let's grow together."

Xie Chongyan ignored the matter and gave him a new resume: "Can you see her?"

Cheng Fan lazily said, "I still want the person from just now."

Xie Chongyan continued to ignore this matter and picked other resumes.

Until late at night, Cheng Fan yawned and fell asleep under the blanket.In the end, the two had two or three candidates in mind.

Xie Chongyan covered him with the quilt, turned on the night light and left.

—

The next day, Cheng Fan told Xie Chongyan that Cheng's father had called him.Xie Chongyan had planned for a long time, let Cheng Fan say that the two were in a cold war, and he didn't want to rescue the Cheng family, so he could only rely on them to find a way.

Afterwards, the pawns arranged by Xie Chongyan appeared on the stage, ready to take the opportunity to approach the Cheng family and gain the trust of the Cheng family.

These twists and turns sounded complicated to Cheng Fan, so he was relieved to leave it to Xie Chongyan to deal with, and rarely asked.

Whatever Xie Chongyan said, he did.

When calling Cheng's father back, Xie Chongyan was listening.

Cheng's father received a call from Cheng Fan, and his voice was pleasantly surprised: "Fanfan, is there any news about what happened last time?"

Cheng Fan: "Well, I chatted with Xie Chongyan."

Cheng's father: "He loves you so much, he must agree."

Cheng Fan cleared his voice, looked at Xie Chongyan: "No, I had a fight with him recently, and he didn't agree."

Cheng's father was a little anxious: "Why are you arguing? Fanfan, you are married, so you must keep your temper in check."

Cheng Fan whispered: "I didn't take the initiative to quarrel, our marriage may be in crisis."

Xie Chongyan's eyelids twitched.

The two of them didn't seem to rehearse this passage in advance.

Cheng's father asked nervously, "What happened to you?"

Cheng Fan raised his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed: "We've been married for so long, he treats me hot and cold, he probably doesn't love me, he has his own."

Xie Chongyan opened his mouth, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers, and looked up at him seriously.

Cheng's father: "Fanfan, the relationship between husband and wife needs to be maintained slowly. If he doesn't love you now, it doesn't mean he won't love you in the future."

Cheng Fan said bluntly: "I don't think he will love me in the future. We are in a cold war recently. I didn't eat for a few days, and he ignored me."

Cheng's father sighed: "Then what should we do? If you really can't do it, go and be soft."

Cheng Fan's tone couldn't help rising: "I'm not going to give in to him. I'm just calling you to tell you that the nearly one billion yuan is probably useless. You can borrow it from others."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Fan hung up the phone with a snap.

Xie Chongyan said: "The show is over?"

Cheng Fan: "Well, I added some scenes temporarily."

Xie Chongyan raised his eyebrows: "Is this improvisation?"

Cheng Fan: "Well, it can be said that the inspiration comes from life."

Xie Chongyan nodded and thought for a while: "Okay, you go to sleep."

Cheng Fan: "Help me close the door."

After Xie Chongyan left, Cheng Fan stood up in the dark, his soft hair frizzing slightly: "Wood!"

—

After dismissing the affairs of Cheng's family, Cheng Fan's life is back on track. While recovering from his injuries, he takes time to practice dancing and prepare for the SERIY dance competition.

The agent has already decided on a short-haired and capable lady with a high degree of education and good character.

After making an appointment for the first communication, Cheng Fan started the healing mode of eating and drinking.

The relationship between him and Xie Chongyan has recently returned to the time when they were most intimate.

But when you think about it carefully, there is a little difference.

Probably related to the bar incident.

In fact, Cheng Fan still doesn't understand why Xie Chongyan suddenly ignored him a few days ago.

After a dance practice, Cheng Fan sat alone in the dance classroom and made a rough guess.

Does Xie Chongyan feel that he is a little tricky?That's why you keep him cold?

In fact, sometimes, Cheng Fan knows that he has a bad temper, is easy to play tricks, is proud and stubborn.

For so many years, I never thought about changing it.

When he was imprisoned in the attic, the weaker he was, the more he was bullied. Only when he acted and acted domineeringly, did the servants dare not go too far.

He looked up at the carefully arranged dance studio, then lowered his head, with his chin resting on his knees, and sat on the ground.

But it was different now, Xie Chongyan and Uncle Chen treated him very well, and the others were also good, there was no need for him to be covered in thorns like before.

And most importantly, on the night of the injury, Xie Chongyan hugged him, and he was sure that he liked Xie Chongyan.

It seems that it is okay to make a little change for the person you like.

Cheng Fan returned to the room, sat in front of the writing desk, and carefully wrote a line of small characters with a brush:

The first one, cats and cats should avoid losing their temper at XX.

After finishing writing, Cheng Fan read it and was not particularly satisfied.

He thought, Xie Chongyan must be worthy of himself to change for him, otherwise he will divorce Xie Chongyan and cannot wrong himself.

For two consecutive days, Xie Chongyan left early and returned late.At noon on a Saturday, it was rare to go home early without working overtime, and said that he would take Cheng Fan back to Xie's old house.

Cheng Fan has been bored at home recently recuperating from his injuries, and it's a good time to get some fresh air when he goes out.

"Is there anything important today?" Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan asked curiously when they entered.

Xie Chongyan replied: "My dad's birthday."

Cheng Fan suddenly stopped: "Why didn't you say earlier, I didn't buy a gift."

Xie Chongyan: "It's okay, I'm ready."

Xie Changting's birthday party was not lively, only Xie Yuchen's family and his sister's family were invited.

During this period, Cheng Fan noticed that the atmosphere was inexplicably heavy.

At this time, Mr. Xie said: "Chongyan, it's your father's birthday, you can offer a toast to your father."

Xie Chongyan looked at Xie Changting indifferently, and raised his glass: "Dad, I respect you."

Xie Changting sneered: "I can't stand such a powerful son."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant, Xie Yuchen looked at Xie Chongyan helplessly, and put down his chopsticks.

Xie Chongyan showed no expression, and put down his wine glass: "Cheng Fan, help me get the wine from my room."

Cheng Fan groaned, although it was strange, he still got up and went upstairs.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Xie Chongyan stroked the wall of the wine glass with his fingertips, "Because of the urban matter, we have been troubled for a few days."

Xie Changting was furious: "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

Xie Chongyan: "No, I just don't think it's necessary. I've explained clearly to them the companies in the Urban Alliance, and it didn't cause any other impact. I don't understand your current behavior."

Xie Changting was trembling with anger, and said to Old Xie, "Look! This is your good grandson."

Old Xie reminded Xie Chongyan: "He is your father."

Xie Chongyan: "I tolerated it for so long just because I feared that he was my father. Are you tired of repeating one thing?"

Xie Changting: "Okay, Mr. Xie is doing great! Do you think it's over if you left everyone and left that day without causing any substantial impact? Your behavior just proves that it is useless! For that Cheng Fan, let go of such an important thing. I can't predict how outrageous things you will do in the future."

Cheng Fan, who couldn't find the red wine, stood on the stairs on the second floor and stopped slowly.

Xie Chongyan: "Don't worry, no matter how outrageous I am, I won't be like you and unable to protect my wife."

Xie Yuchen looked at his parents in fear, he didn't expect Xie Chongyan to say such cruel words.

This time, Xie Changting was speechless.

Xie Chongyan got up: "I'll go up and rest."

Old Xie sighed: "Yes."

Walking to the stairs, Xie Chongyan bumped into Cheng Fan.

Cheng Fan looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Back in the room, the two tacitly did not mention what happened just now, and went about their own business.

Cheng Fan didn't have a room in Xie's old house, so he stayed in the same room with Xie Chongyan.

After taking a shower, he sat on the sofa in a bathrobe and stared intently at Xie Chongyan who was working at the desk.

It turned out that Xie Chongyan had a very important meeting that day.And for him, many people were left behind.

Cheng Fan lowered his eyes and crossed his hands, tangled together.

His heart was a little more confused.

He is also a very important person to Xie Chongyan.

Knowing this, Cheng Fan let go of Xie Chongyan's neglect of him a few days ago.

Seen from his point of view, Xie Chongyan's back is straight and broad, and the back of him working at his desk is somewhat lonely that cannot be ignored.

Did you miss his mother?

Or, beating yourself up for missing an important meeting?

Cheng Fan considers himself a very responsible person and needs to take responsibility for this matter.

So, he walked towards Xie Chongyan slowly, his body and hair were still wet and steamy.

Seeing the shadow, Xie Chongyan looked up: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Fan frowned awkwardly: "Xie Chongyan, if you like me, I can promise you to pursue me."