The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

Song Zhi woke up on Fang Chengyan's desk.

Yesterday he was thinking about it, he fell asleep at some point, and managed to spend the night on this table.

He opened his eyes, and vaguely saw that Fang Chengyan had woken up, sitting on the sofa and reading documents.

Song Zhi felt that it was inappropriate for him to lie down like this again. He wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't straighten up at all.

"Ah..." There seemed to be an electric current passing through my waist, and it was full of tingling pains, and when I moved, there would be a wave of restless and chaotic pain.

"It's numb..."

Hearing Song Zhi's movement, the man came over immediately, put his big hand on the other's lower back, and rubbed it back and forth.

Song Zhi was instantly sore and numb that his facial features wrinkled together. The more the man rubbed him, the more he moved forward, and the sensation in the lower back spread to the brain. Self-sufficient pain and pleasure.

"Okay, okay." He pushed Fang Chengyan's hand away, and his voice was a little crying: "I'm about to numb to death."

"Sorry." Fang Chengyan said, "I troubled you last night."

Song Zhi stood up with his waist supported, and walked around to the table.

Fang Chengyan didn't know when he woke up, the hangover didn't seem to have affected him in the slightest.The work in the early morning is still efficient and focused, as if the poor man who said "I don't want to work" last night is not him.

Not only that, Fang Chengyan also told Song Zhi: "I took your sister-in-law back to the tea house."

The latter was taken aback for a moment, then pulled the man's arm and looked at the watch on his hand.

It's already nine o'clock.

Song Zhi said, "I'm leaving."

"Sit for a while." The man asked, "Are you okay? Do you need to continue kneading for me?"

Song Zhi glanced at him.

"No other meaning."

"It's so hot that I can blow it on for you, I thought." He lowered his eyes, looking at Song Zhi's slender waist, "I can also rub it for you."

Ever since Fang Chengyan had an argument with him in the car that day, he decided to change his offensive.

When Song Zhi heard this, his expression was as if he had eaten shit, and he made an expression of wanting to vomit.Don't look at this man who is usually serious and sticks like a mallet, no one can stand up when he is flirting.

But he was flustered with depression in his heart, and he was not in the mood to stay with Fang Chengyan any longer, he only said that he was going back to see his sister-in-law.

Zhang Ming's words weighed heavily on his heart.

As long as he remembered what happened last night, Song Zhi would be overwhelmed by the gloomy mood and couldn't lift his head.

He had to go back and ask his sister-in-law to know the truth and not make himself look like a fool.

Song Zhi rejected Fang Chengyan's proposal to drive him off, and walked back all the way as if he had lost his soul.

The door of the tea house was closed, and the sister-in-law was not there. Instead, Tian Jiamu and Zhang Lingze were guarding the door of the shop.

One person at one side, each doing his own thing.Tian Jiamu turned around boredly beside the motorcycle, while Zhang Lingze stood on the steps, looking down and playing with his mobile phone.

Tian Jiamu saw him first: "Brother Song."

As soon as Zhang Lingze raised his head, he also walked down the steps and called out, "Xiao Zhi."

Song Zhi didn't expect that two people would come to him at the same time, so he asked Tian Jiamu first, "Why are you here?"

"The notice of the game has come down."

The village official pointed to Song Zhi's messy hair, motioned him to fix it, and asked, "Little Brother Song, why didn't you go back to Mr. Fang's house last night?"

Zhang Lingze looked back at him abruptly.

Seems to hear something unbelievable.

"I went to his house to find you just now, and he and I were both drunk last night..."

Song Zhi was about to explain to Tian Jiamu, but Zhang Lingze who was standing beside him reacted greatly: "You and Fang Chengyan?"

He showed an expression that he couldn't grasp the essentials, his eyes widened, and after a few seconds, he was willing to say the two words: "Cohabitation!?"

Song Zhi frowned when he saw Zhang Lingze's shocked face, and realized that the other person's appearance was very similar to that middle-aged man who had met twice.

No wonder.

No wonder the first time he saw the middle-aged man, he felt that the shocked expression on the other side looked like someone.

It turned out to be like this...

this moment.

Song Zhi suddenly didn't want to have any interaction with him.

"Xiaozhi, answer me." Zhang Lingze's face darkened instantly: "You and that man?"

"You have only known each other for a few days, and you live together?"

He couldn't hide the bitterness and jealousy in his heart.

Zhang Lingze left the dinner table early that day, which made Zhang Ming scold him for two days.Early this morning, Zhang Ming woke him up, asked him to deliver the documents to Fang Chengyan, and said he wanted him to see with his own eyes what kind of swindle Song Zhi was.

He originally thought that his father had a preconceived impression of Song Zhi. How could Song Zhi have something to do with the word "xiazuo"?He thought about coming to Song Zhi to have a look first, how could he know that he heard such important news from other people?

Song Zhi's slightly disheveled hair further confirmed his inner thoughts. Zhang Lingze couldn't hide a burst of disappointment on his face, and his heart ached.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." After Song Zhi finished speaking, he walked around him and wanted to enter the gate of the tea house.

"Xiao Zhi, how could you do this?" Zhang Lingze couldn't suppress the anger and sourness in his heart, and he just followed up: "When you are with me, as long as you mention that kind of thing, you will act like a cat whose tail has been stepped on." Same, rush over and cover my mouth."

"Even if the atmosphere is up, you can turn over and jump up from the bed, cover me under the quilt, and beat me up."

"In the end, you, with someone else..." He felt that the behavior of his former lover was simply outrageous.

Is this still the Song Zhi he knew! ?

"..."

People who were blamed so blatantly had a bad complexion, and now that they knew that Zhang Lingze and the middle-aged man were father and son, they were even more impatient.

His pale face turned bloody with anger, where the hell did he go!

On the side, Tian Jiamu stared round his eyes, and stood by in a daze.

He was surprised by the straightforwardness of their urbanites.

Especially when Zhang Lingze said the words "covered under the quilt" and he choked on his own saliva and coughed violently.

Song Zhi hurriedly patted the village official on the back.

Tian Jiamu blushed from choking, and waved to his little brother Song to indicate that it was okay.

Seeing Song Zhi pull a difficult smile on himself, he thought that the other party felt embarrassed, so he said quickly:

"I have been to a big city to go to school. I know all about these things. It's nothing!"

The blood on his cheeks hadn't faded away, and when he spoke in a hurry, the redness became more serious.

Not only that, Tian Jiamu also coughed up tears, and the water in his eyes showed that his eyes were very sincere and bright.

He comforted Song Zhi clumsily, eager to reassure him, and didn't want to see such a remorseful and ashamed expression on Song Zhi's face.

"That's right."

"That's what you heard." Under Tian Jiamu's surprised gaze, Song Zhi turned to Zhang Lingze and said, "Fang Chengyan and I can do whatever we want, it's none of your business."

"Go back wherever you came from, and don't fucking tell me about the past, I don't remember a single thing about the past! You are nothing more than an insignificant stranger to me now, understand Yet?"

"Don't come to me again!" He finished irritably, pulled Tian Jiamu's arm with a tired face, and walked away without looking back.

Leaving Zhang Lingze alone in place, his lungs were about to explode.He clenched his fist and rushed all the way to Fang Chengyan's office.

The man was standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window on the phone. When someone pushed the door into the office, he just glanced at it, and then continued to chat with the partner intently, paying no extra attention to him.

Zhang Lingze's eyes were on fire. Standing in the middle of the room, he suddenly threw a sentence at Fang Chengyan:

"I know you had a relationship with Song Zhi."

"?"

Fang Chengyan glanced at him.

"Heh." Zhang Lingze then broke out into a sneer, "No wonder you are so confident in the bar. We have been in love for a few years, but it is not as fast as you come in a few days. You think I am a joke, right?"

"?"

How many days?

Obviously it took a few 10 minutes.

President Fang took the phone away.

"Sorry, I have something to do here."

"I'll call you later."

He walked away from the window and sat in the swivel chair. "go on."

Fang Chengyan was full of interest in Zhang Lingze's words, he didn't speak or deny it.

"Let me tell you, the one with the surname Fang! I don't care what happens between you and him now, Song Zhi, I will definitely come back!" Zhang Lingze told him confidently, "I also plan to stay in Qingyuan."

"At that time, we will fight. I have known him longer than you, and I know him much more than you!"

"You are a latecomer, stay where you are cool! Don't block my eyes!"

Fang Chengyan was in a very good mood, and asked him back: "Have you ever heard the phrase 'the late come first'?"

"..."

He smiled, reaching out in a gesture of invitation.

"Please sit down."

Zhang Lingze didn't move, he glanced at the man's table card - CEO of Century Real Estate Company.

Damn!

Fang Chengyan saw the document in his hand, and took the initiative to bring up the business: "Is there anything else you want to do this time?"

Zhang Lingze suppressed his anger, remembering the most important thing right now.He slapped the things in his hand on the table, and his attitude didn't look like he was here to ask for help.

Fang Chengyan took the contract, leaned back on the chair, and began to review it carefully.

Halfway through, he suddenly raised his head and confirmed again:

"Song Zhi really said that?"

Zhang Lingze didn't know that this third party was so inattentive when he read the contract, he almost cursed at him.

Shameless!

There was a light smile on the corner of Fang Chengyan's mouth, and he signed it with all his heart, which was enough to show that he was in a good mood.

"Go back and give the contract to your father."

Zhang Lingze took the few pieces of paper and finally breathed a sigh of relief.But then, the hope in his heart was extinguished by the man's basin of cold water.

"But my condition is, stay away from Song Zhi."

Fang Chengyan stared at him, his face gradually turned gloomy:

"A scene like that night, I don't want to see it again."

……

The sister-in-law came back from the tea market soon after Tian Jiamu left.

She called Song Zhi up to the second floor, where she bought new winter clothes for Song Zhi in the province, and excitedly asked someone to come over and try them on.

Chen Zhengrong used to work at a counter in a shopping mall, and her taste has always been good. She held a light gray goose down down and gestured back and forth on Song Zhi's body: "The first time I saw this dress, I thought it would suit you."

"Warm?"

"Yeah." Song Zhi looked at himself in the mirror and replied.

The sister-in-law pulled off the hang tag after confirming that the shoulder line was suitable.

"Sister-in-law..."

Looking at the busy woman, Song Zhi suddenly called out in a low voice.

"What's the matter? You have to be polite to me?" The sister-in-law was still chattering with him, "I was in the cash register this morning and saw several extra transactions in the account."

"You did a good job, you." She turned her head and smiled at Song Zhi, a few fine lines appeared around her eyes: "You really have a lot of skills."

Seeing Song Zhi's moodiness, Chen Zhengrong turned his brother-in-law to the front and looked back and forth: "Let me see."

"good."

"It's not the sallow and thin look I imagined."

Song Zhi showed a difficult smile: "Mr. Fang asked me to go to their house for dinner, and I stayed for a week."

"Ah? Why is this so embarrassing?" Chen Zhengrong let go of him, folded the new clothes neatly with his hands, and said as he folded: "In the future, I will also let Xiao Fang come to our house as a guest. Our two families have a good relationship. Who Come to someone's house to cook at home."

"sister in law."

Song Zhi was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly raised his head and asked:

"My brother, how did you die?"

His question was like a sentence of thunder on the ground. The hands of the sister-in-law who folded the down jacket froze for a moment, and then continued to move.

"Don't think about it." She lowered her voice, "It's been a long time, it's all over."

Who would have thought that Song Zhi turned his head and his face was already full of tears. He couldn't hold back the self-blame and sadness in his heart, and kept asking:

"Sister-in-law, tell me, how did my brother die?"

"Why am I here?"

"My brother died because of me?

Chen Zhengrong's originally high interest fell into a trough in an instant.

The sister-in-law pressed down the down jacket and stood up straight.She followed her heart, rubbed her eyes again, and told him:

"Oh, don't ask."

"I want to know the truth!"

Song Zhi's heart throbbed uncontrollably.Even though I can't remember anything, why do I... feel so sad?

Zhang Ming's words pressed down on his heart like a mountain every second, and they suppressed him for more than ten hours, causing Song Zhi to have trouble sleeping and eating, unable to sit or stand.

He suddenly shouted: "Sister-in-law, I know I'm a sinner, just tell me!"

Chen Zhengrong stood for a long time, and finally sat down beside the bed.

She took out a tissue, wiped away her tears, and explained in the shortest and fastest words:

"At that time, you had just broken up, and you were in a daze all day long. You didn't go out of the door, and you didn't go through the two doors."

"Don't worry about your brother."

"I went to find you at night, on the winding mountain road...the car crashed and people died."

After the sister-in-law finished speaking, she couldn't hold back the bursting tears anymore. She turned her back to Song Zhi, and pulled out a large cardboard box from under the bed, which contained Song Xiang's tablet and photos.

Song Zhi held the photo in his hand.

Tears instantly blurred the eyes.