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

The bleak north wind was blowing on the street lamps, the lights flickered on and off, Cheng Fan's clothes were thin, and walking on the street seemed to be blown through.

The black hair brushed the side of his face in a mess, causing him to tighten his jacket and aimlessly search for the moon in the sky.

The weather is not good today, thick clouds almost cover the moon, showing faint moonlight.

Cheng Fan's expression gradually became lonely, melting into the bleak silence of the night.

There happened to be a public seat next to him. He sat on it and took out his mobile phone to look for rental information.

At this time, a black high-end business car slowly stopped in front of him, Cheng Fan raised his head and glanced, it was a strange man.

"Master, my surname is Qin. It's cold outside, so I'll take you home." The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, glasses with black frames, short hair neatly arranged, and looked like an elite.

Cheng Fan noticed the badge on his chest, bearing the logo of the Xie Group, so he lowered his head and continued to search for rental information without saying a word.

Secretary Qin glanced at the renting page on the mobile phone without any trace, and said with a smile: "I heard that there will be a blizzard tonight. Mr. Xie said that you are weak, so it's better to go home as soon as possible."

Mentioning Xie Chongyan, Cheng Fan felt a little aggrieved inexplicably, and finally raised his eyes.

Looking at Secretary Qin, he concealed his emotions and said calmly: "That's not my home. When I find a room, I'll go back and pick up my luggage by myself. You can go."

Secretary Qin knelt down and looked at him: "Why isn't it your home? Just now Mr. Xie told me to send you to your home safely."

Cheng Fan: "He wouldn't say that."

Secretary Qin: "Why?"

Cheng Fan: "I'm living in Xie's house these days, and I'm causing him trouble. It's too late for him to dislike me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have returned home for two days after a business trip."

Secretary Qin was dumbfounded: "Young master, have you misunderstood?"

Cheng Fan raised his eyes in surprise, waiting for him to speak.

Secretary Qin: "Mr. Xie was on the plane back home when he received a notice of an emergency company meeting. He worked overtime day and night for two days. He planned to go home today, but his friend's club opened, so I went to join him because of favors."

Cheng Fan's pupils dilated slightly, and then he lowered his head for a long time: "Is that so?"

Secretary Qin smiled: "Of course. It seems that Master Cheng and Mr. Xie have a misunderstanding, just resolve the misunderstanding. I'll send you home, and you have a good talk with Mr. Xie."

Cheng Fan clutched the phone, his ears felt inexplicably hot, his eyes flickered slightly, mixed with a bit of regret.

Tonight he was too reckless to misunderstand Xie Chongyan.

Secretary Qin said patiently, "Go home, okay?"

Cheng Fan hid the regret on his face, turned his face away and shook his head: "I'm not going back."

Secretary Qin could easily guess what Cheng Fan was thinking, and persuaded him, "Mr. Xie won't be angry with you."

Cheng Fan didn't have the confidence to retort: ​​"I'm not afraid that he will be angry with me, I don't care." After speaking, he put the phone in his pocket, staring at the dark front, and pursed his lips tightly.

Rao is Secretary Qin's rich experience, and it is also a big head to meet a young master with a heart like Cheng Fan.

He noticed the skp behind him, and suggested in a low voice: "I think the relationship should be maintained by sincerity. Couples don't have to distinguish between right and wrong, and struggle with who bows first. But sometimes, let the other party feel your love , is also a form of apology.”

Secretary Qin's words were understandable to Cheng Fan, but there was one thing wrong.The two are not real couples, but a cooperative relationship.

"Master Cheng likes to dance, right? Mr. Xie communicated with Uncle Chen to build a dance studio a few days ago, presumably for you."

Cheng Fan looked back, crossed his hands, lowered his head in confusion and depression.

Perhaps a cooperative relationship also requires emotional maintenance.

After a long time, he said slowly, "What does he like?"

Secretary Qin smiled: "Mr. Xie likes what you gave it."

The big-name luxury goods in skp are all gathered together, so it is very convenient to buy, but Cheng Fan has visited a few shops and there is no gift that he likes.

About a few minutes later, he stopped in front of the glasses counter of LV's house.

Inside, a pair of high-value gold-rimmed glasses is quietly placed on the white-lined counter, with some literary retro style, suitable for men with noble and clean temperament.

Cheng Fan fell in love with it immediately, and asked the cabinet sister to help take it out.

His complexion is very fair, and his slender fingers are matched with metallic gold, which is more beautiful.

The cabinet sister sighed: "This handsome guy is really discerning. This is our new model."

Secretary Qin reminded: "Mr. Xie always wears silver-rimmed glasses, and has never bought gold-rimmed glasses."

Cheng Fan whispered: "I think this is good."

Secretary Qin paused for a moment: "I have Mr. Xie's glasses prescription information here, do you need to get it done today?"

Cheng Fan thought for a while and nodded.

Xie Chongyan's myopia is 200 degrees, which is not high, so sometimes he doesn't wear glasses, and occasionally wears them when reading or working.

Cheng Fan sat in the rest area, fiddling with his mobile phone.Suddenly, a weak heart palpitation hit, and his vision gradually blurred.

He supported the table and shook his head, and the dizziness returned to normal after ten seconds.

This feeling, the last three times.

At this moment, Secretary Qin received a message from Xie Chongyan.

Xie Chongyan: "Have you brought Cheng Fan home?"

Secretary Qin: "Young Master Cheng is guilty of misunderstood you today, and I'm picking out gifts for you."

Xie Chongyan waited for a while, then replied: "Send him back early."

After waiting for 40 minutes, Cheng Fan drove home with new glasses and Secretary Qin.

On the way, he sat in the back feeling uneasy.

He was indeed very fierce today, how would he tell Xie Chongyan when he got home.

Facing the light on the side of the road, he sighed and clenched his glasses tightly.He likes glasses very much, but according to Secretary Qin, Xie Chongyan doesn't like gold very much, otherwise he would never have bought gold glasses.

But he felt that gold was more suitable for Xie Chongyan's temperament.

Xie Chongyan is 26 years old, not old, he should be brave enough to accept new things.

After arriving home, Secretary Qin waited until Uncle Chen opened the door for Cheng Fan. Cheng Fan looked back at Secretary Qin before entering the room, pursed his lips and quickly waved to him, and trotted into the room.

Secretary Qin smiled and drove home after completing the task.

"Is it cold, is it hungry, what do you want to eat?" Uncle Chen asked with concern as he felt the cold outside.

Cheng Fan shook his head and asked softly, "Is he back?"

Uncle Chen looked towards the living room: "Mr. Xie is reading."

Cheng Fan hesitated in his steps, staring straight at Xie Chongyan's back in the living room, and vaguely saw that he was wearing a light black sweater at home, and he should have been back for a while.

Seeing him walking slowly towards the living room, Uncle Chen wisely left.

Coming to Xie Chongyan's side, Cheng Fan held his glasses, hesitantly, and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Xie Chongyan lowered his head to flip through the magazine, raised his head after hearing footsteps, and said in a calm voice, "I'm back."

After speaking, look away.

Cheng Fan's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they were extremely heavy.His dry lips moved, and the glasses hidden behind his back have not been taken out for a long time.

Xie Chongyan saw that he hadn't moved, so he raised his head again in the leisure time: "Go to sleep."

Cheng Fan licked the corners of his lips, puffed up and brought the glasses to Xie Chongyan's eyes, and said in a sullen tone, "I don't wear glasses as a gift from the counter, so I give it to you."

Xie Chongyan heard that his eyes fell on the glasses case, thoughtfully: "Buy one and get one free, it seems that what you bought is very expensive."

Cheng Fan crossed his arms unnaturally: "Yes."

Xie Chongyan stopped looking at the glasses, and responded lazily: "Put it there."

The other party's tone was very cold, and he was not even interested in opening the glasses case.Cheng Fan frowned, thinking that he didn't like or disliked the glasses as a gift, so he asked, "Don't you...won't you see it?"

Xie Chongyan: "Yes."

Cheng Fan got angry, even if it was a gift, it was still a gift from someone else, how could he ignore it?Holding his breath in his heart, he put the glasses on the table without saying a word, and the moment he turned around, his head suddenly swelled and ached.

As soon as he stepped forward, the sense of powerlessness came to his eyes again, and he hurriedly tried to hold on to something, but he didn't hold onto anything.

His vision gradually blurred to darkness, and his body seemed to fall backwards uncontrollably.

The unexpected pain didn't hit, but the familiar smell of cedar came along with his rapid breathing. The moment his back touched the warm and powerful arm, he struggled to open his eyes and found himself falling into Xie Chongyan's arms.

A cold voice sounded from above: "You don't have to do this if you want to apologize."