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

The arrival of Xie Chongyan undoubtedly became the focus of the night, and it also heralded the official start of the dinner.

The guests followed him to their seats.

The dining place abandons the usual luxury style, and the interior decoration is unique and elegant. Every decoration is carefully crafted, just like Xie Chongyan himself sitting at the main seat, simple but elegant.

He wears a black diamond watch on his right hand, casually placed on the beige tablecloth, and lazily pushes down his glasses with his left hand. Under the silver frame, he has a calm expression, politely responding to the successive greetings from everyone.

Cheng Fan sat in the middle of the long French table with Cheng's family, some distance away from Xie Chongyan. Those who could talk to Xie Chongyan were naturally higher in family background and status than Cheng's family, and were also closest to Xie Chongyan.

He found that since the moment Xie Chongyan came in, Cheng An's eyes had been glued to him, and he had lost his soul within a moment.

Cheng's mother dotingly wiped off a tiny piece of cotton stuck to the suit for Cheng An, and said in a low voice, "Very satisfied?"

Cheng An was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away, pursing his lips shyly.

Same-sex marriage has been legal in Country H for five years, and it has long been common for same-sex couples to get married. Now Cheng An has reached the age of marriage.

Cheng's mother naturally understood Cheng An's intentions, and whispered: "Then you have to work hard."

Cheng An understood and nodded.

Everyone chatted with each other, and the urban project appeared most frequently. Cheng's father took the opportunity to interject and chatted with Xie Chongyan.

Xie Chongyan has always maintained good social etiquette, which makes people find no faults, but makes people feel that he doesn't like such occasions.

Cheng Fan thought, if it were him, he would also hate dealing with all kinds of flatterers, especially the Cheng family.

The dinner was a French meal carefully selected by Xie's family. It tasted good, but he was not in the mood. He was always thinking about how to find an opportunity to talk to Xie Chongyan alone.

At this time, Mr. Lin looked at Cheng Fan, "Mr. Cheng, is this your youngest son?"

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother looked at each other and raised their glasses: "Yes, I'm not in good health, and I seldom come out."

Mr. Lin praised: "Young master is so handsome."

Cheng An immediately lowered his eyes, and plunged the knife into the steak.

Sure enough, as long as Cheng Fan was around, everyone's attention would be on Cheng Fan.

Cheng's mother answered the words with a particularly indulgent tone, "My little son is spoiled by me, and his health is so poor that he can't catch the wind. Today he has to cry and shout to come with me, and he loses his temper if he doesn't come."

Mr. Lin smiled in surprise: "My child, it's normal to lose your temper."

How could Cheng Fan fail to understand the connotation in Cheng's mother's words. In front of so many people, he said that he was not in good health and spoiled, but he was afraid that he would steal Cheng An's limelight.

He turned his head slightly, and said in a sullen tone, "I have been recuperating at home alone for two years. I have never gone out. I am really lonely. I want to spend more time with you."

Cheng's mother's hypocritical smile gradually froze, and her voice pretended to be gentle: "Mom is too busy and has neglected you recently."

Mr. Lin continued: "Yes, family is more important."

Cheng's father and Ni looked at Cheng's mother, coughed twice, and quickly changed the topic with Mr. Lin.

Cheng's mother was displeased, but Cheng Fan was in a good mood. He slightly raised his light brown eyes and bent his lips in silence.When he raised his head inadvertently, he met Xie Chongyan's eyes.

In just two seconds, Xie Chongyan looked away and continued chatting with his friends.

Cheng Fan still maintained the direction just now, and bowed his head to eat for a long time.

When the dinner was about to end, Xie Chongyan excused himself and left for a while, while the rest of the people formed groups and chatted about their own business.

Cheng Fan knew that the opportunity had come.

"Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go to the bathroom." Cheng Fan covered his stomach with an uncomfortable expression.

Cheng's mother frowned: "Hurry up, they say you will come out with me after you recover."

Cheng Fan nodded hastily and trot away.

Looking at his back, Cheng's mother thought deeply, and took a long time to look away and continue talking.

This winery is very large, and Cheng Fan couldn't find Xie Chongyan's whereabouts for a while, so he had to try his luck.

In his impression, Xie Chongyan turned to the left when he left the restaurant, so he should be near here.

At this time, he heard the high and low voices in the corridor not far away, so he couldn't help but stop and look over there.

There is an open-air bar of [-] square meters on the outside, which is now covered with a glass roof, and there are scattered floor lamps on the ground. Xie Chongyan and two men are sitting on chairs drinking.

Cheng Fan fell into hesitation and didn't know how to speak to Xie Chongyan for a moment.

In the past few years, he rarely communicated with outsiders. Today, Cheng An's group of friends, he can barely cope with it, but for people like Xie Chongyan, communication obviously requires skills and methods.

What's more, he was the one who proposed it.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fan was a little embarrassed.

Sitting inside, Xie Chongyan was visibly relaxed, with a cigarette in his left hand, silently answering other people's questions, and occasionally lifted his glasses with his fingers, revealing a beautiful and thin wrist but still strong.

The two people on the opposite side are the general manager of Xiang's real estate and the prince of Fangke Group. Cheng's father and Cheng's mother have just introduced each other.

Xiang Zhi held his wine glass and said with a smile: "In order to coax his little girlfriend, Yu Tan terminated the contract with the partner, and his father was so angry that he was almost removed from the position of vice president."

Fang Yuchen: "His brother is staring at him, what is he trying to do by doing this?"

"The color makes the mind faint." Xie Chongyan, who had not participated in the topic, said four words indifferently.

Xiang Zhi lazily said: "You're not going to lose your mind. I heard that you took a few minutes to clean up Zhao's house a few days ago, and let them go around saying that you are cold-blooded and unreasonable."

Xie Chongyan glanced at the peach blossom eyes under the silver-rimmed glasses, and Xie Chongyan smiled lowly: "It's the truth."

Xiang Zhi and Fang Yuchen looked at him with a smile, "Did you hear that the Cheng family wants to cling to the Xie family and marry you?"

When Cheng Fan heard these words, his heart couldn't help beating wildly.Taking a small step back, he hesitated whether to leave temporarily, even though he had no intention of listening to other people's conversations, it was still impolite.

Xie Chongyan's voice was very cold: "Which Cheng family."

Xiang Zhi: "The Cheng family, which is engaged in the cinema industry, owns more than 300 cinemas, barely considered a medium-sized enterprise."

Xie Chongyan recalled: "Yes."

Xiang Zhi: "Recently, almost all of their theaters are promoting the urban project, but they try hard to curry favor with your family, and they praise their son in front of your father for being smart and handsome, so that they can marry you."

Xie Chongyan said casually, "No wonder he always hinted at me recently."

Xiang Zhi joked: "The Cheng family's plan to climb Gaozhi is really loud. In my opinion, your father should really retire, and you are wasting your time with this kind of poor settlement."

Cheng Fan was clear about the status of the Cheng family. Although the words of others were harsh, they were the truth.

There was a window on his left, and when he turned his head to overlook the entire manor, he found that there was an undeveloped and abandoned old forest far away.

During those five years, he read a lot of financial magazines, and he was able to write down some economic trends and potential financial projects. It seems that this abandoned old forest will become a popular financial and business district in Bintan City and even the whole country in six years. .

With the financial information in his hands and the information of Xie Chongyan's mother, the cooperation and marriage with Xie Chongyan is a win-win situation. Cheng Fan doesn't think he is inferior.

He raised his hand and gently knocked on the wooden balcony door.

Xiang Zhi and Fang Yuchen turned their heads when they heard the sound.

The white suit is particularly obvious in the night. Practicing dancing all the year round has made Cheng Fan in excellent shape. Gucci's early spring series implies publicizing youth. Wearing it on Cheng Fan's body is like a white cherry blossom swaying in the night, which is rare and enviable.

Xiang Zhi was a little dazed, and crossed his legs: "Who is this beautiful brother?"

Xie Chongyan raised his eyes lightly following the voice, saw Cheng Fan, and said, "Second Young Master of the Cheng family."

When Fang Yuchen heard that it was the Cheng family, he couldn't help being interested, and teased shamelessly: "This is the handsome young master the Cheng family wants to marry you?"

Xiang Zhi followed suit: "Chong Yan, if you don't think about it, I can try."

Cheng Fan had never been teased like this in his two lifetimes, and for a moment his eardrums seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

He glanced at Xiang Zhi, and said lightly: "I don't like you."

Fang Yuchen laughed: "He has a personality, it seems that my brother has his own heart."

Cheng Fan thought they were frivolous and refused to talk to them, so he looked directly at Xie Chongyan: "I want to have a few words with you alone, is that okay?"

Xie Chongyan's unwavering eyes were obviously startled, and then he responded.Xiang Zhi and Fang Yuchen got up immediately, and patted Xie Chongyan on the shoulder by the way, "You two whispered, let's go."

There were only two people left on the terrace, and the night wind was blowing against the glass roof on the top floor, making rustling noises, which fell on Cheng Fan's ears, making him inexplicably nervous.

Xie Chongyan stubbed out the cigarette, brushed his black hair neatly, his black eyes were like obsidian in the deep night, quietly staring at Cheng Fan who was sitting awkwardly.

The smell of cedar on Xie Chongyan's body was getting closer and closer to Cheng Fan, disturbing his mind and making him more nervous.

"How old are you?" Xie Chongyan asked lightly.

Cheng Fan in front of him was sitting upright, trying his best to suppress the tension in his heart, exposing his mature posture, with a proud and tangled expression, but he could still be seen through at a glance.

Xie Chongyan guessed that Cheng Fan was only 20 years old.

Cheng Fan: "19 years old."

Seeing that Xie Chongyan was still staring at him, he added, "It's still a month away, 20 years old."

Xie Chongyan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it seemed that there were still arrangements to be made, "What do you want me to do?"

Staring at the other party's silver-rimmed glasses, Cheng Fan licked his dry lips, his voice was tense, but with a bit of pride and confidence: "I know someone hurt you, and I want to cooperate with you."

Xie Chongyan's expression didn't change, he took off his glasses lightly, and put them on the table casually, revealing his sharp and beautiful peach blossom eyes, telling him his disbelief.

Xie Chongyan's gentleness without glasses shattered in an instant, leaving only indifference, as if this was the real him.

Realizing that he was not trusted, Cheng Fan brows were tinged with seriousness and thought, and he continued to persuade: "I can list those companies. You can avoid them and just don't cooperate with them."

Xie Chongyan said lightly at this moment: "Anyone."

Cheng Fan's heart was beating hard and his nerves were tense: "... There are your uncle, second uncle, sister-in-law, and some enterprises, the Lin family..."

"And our family."

Xie Chongyan's eyes flickered indistinctly, he slowly lifted his glasses from the table, put them back on, and with a low laugh, he resumed his careless slack.

Like talking to a child, he said, "Since the Cheng family wants to kill me, why did you tell me?"

Cheng Fan told the truth: "Because I'm not born in the Cheng family."

Xie Chongyan was not surprised by this kind of wealthy drama, and did not move him much, so he asked, "So, what do you want to cooperate with me?"

Cheng Fan looked at him at the same level, the words were obscured and embarrassed in his throat, and finally he opened his mouth slowly:

"I want to marry you on behalf of the Cheng family. I will help you find out who will harm you in the future. You will help me take revenge on the Cheng family and punish them."

Xie Chongyan seemed to have heard some joke, and his tone was not serious: "How can I be sure that the information you provided is true? Even if you are sincere, you are only nineteen, and you have not participated in the operation of the Cheng family. How can the information you get be authentic?"

Cheng Fan had expected this question, and answered smoothly: "I overheard my parents' conspiracy, and I have clearly written down those partners."

Xie Chongyan fixed his eyes, finally became serious, and got up lazily: "Thank you for your information, I know about your cooperation invitation."

Cheng Fan stood up with him: "Then our cooperation..."

Xie Chongyan turned his back: "Sorry, I can't accept your proposal."

After a while, there were footsteps leaving the terrace.

Cheng Fan's breathing fluctuated rapidly. He didn't know which link had a problem, and planned to show his last chip.

"If I knew, where is your mother?"

The sound of footsteps stopped suddenly, Xie Chongyan's generous back straightened, and he turned his head slowly.

Blurred light and shadow, reflected on the expensive suit, mottled the coldness of the night, just like Xie Chongyan's voice.

"What do you mean."