After I was reborn, I became my sister-in-law

Qin Hao turned his head and showed it to Zhao Xuan.

He didn't understand Zhao Wei's sexuality, or he became uncertain as time went by.So even if Zhao Huan likes men, he is not too surprised, why have you never seen someone like Zhao Huan?What do you want?It's not surprising to want anything.

As for whether he is really pursuing others, this is a question mark.

As Zhao Wei's right-hand man, it is his duty to immediately notice the subtle changes in his boss.For example, recently, he discovered that Zhao Wei was wearing glasses again.

People who meet Zhao Wei for the first time will definitely say that it is a pity that such a face is blocked by wearing glasses. In fact, it is just the opposite. Most people will want to look at it more after seeing it.

Only Qin Hao thinks that this pair of glasses is like a lock, and that Zhao Wei is deliberately hiding something.

He always felt that Zhao Wei's behavior was somewhat regular, but after following Zhao Wei for so many years, he could not analyze the results and it was hard to ask.However, since Zhao Xiangyan passed away, it was only recently that Zhao Wei picked up this habit again.

To be precise, after yesterday.

Intuition made Qin Hao selectively conceal part of the information sent by Ke Yan, and only showed Zhao Wei the first half.The thin lenses were glowing, Zhao Wei seemed to blink behind the lenses, and said casually, "Since he is looking for you, let's go and have a chat, he seems to have something to do with Guo Mingyi's investment object, you can observe and observe. "

There is such a thing?Qin Hao thought about the last sentence sent by Ke Yan in his heart: So the boss is fishing?

There are three doubts about this matter, the scene seen yesterday, Zhao Wei's handling of this information and his unclear attitude.

Qin Hao has been in the industry for many years, and his thinking ability is stronger than his questioning skills, and his questioning skills are higher than his questioning frequency. For some things, he knows where the boundaries are.Just like the last time Zhao Huan made a "trouble" about returning home early, he dared to yell on the phone, but this time, he also knew very well that he shouldn't ask too many questions. Since Zhao Huan asked him to talk, he must have his own reasons.

But the other party is just a high school student, there is absolutely no reason to see him immediately.

- I'm very busy. You usually have to attend classes. Let's see what happens next Saturday.

Zhao Xiangyan gripped the phone like an ant crawling, waiting for such a long week! ?And still not sure?

After Zhao Yu left on Saturday, he went back to pick up the keys and waited at home for a whole day. At night, he exchanged greetings with Qin Peirong in a strange way and then went straight to the point. Qin Peirong was happy that he rarely took the initiative to chat. Things are even better.

"You mean Mr. Zhao's mother? She has a good voice, but she doesn't talk much. At most, she can call me Sister Qin. Hey, I don't know who is older between us. Maybe your mother is not as good at caring as a rich person. She looks old. .”

While talking about Qin Peirong, he went from the sofa to the bedroom, picking up the clothes he took off next to each other, and interjected, "You molted your skin, you changed so many clothes?"

Zhao Xiangyan looked at the pile and explained embarrassingly, "I didn't find the washing machine..."

"Washing machine? Oh, I forgot, I didn't buy the old one when it broke down. In summer, you can just rub your clothes twice, and it's the same for hand washing. You change your clothes too often this day. I think it's pretty clean..." Said He shook the T-shirt in his hand and turned it back and forth, then stuffed it into his arms and continued to pick up the next one.

Not to mention the season of sweating in summer, it is winter, four seasons, he also changes clothes every day, when he is in a good mood, he looks like a flower peacock, when he is in a bad mood, he will take turns in black and white, and he is the one who saves clothes by appearance up.

However, Ke Yan's clothes were either whitish from the wash or thread-tearing. He guessed that some of the slightly larger ones might have been given by Zhang He. He probably hadn't worn them a few times. Take five days' worth of clothes to school, and these are the only ones I can wear.

He saw Qin Peirong fish out a large basin from under the bed, throw a pile of clothes into it, collect water, pour washing powder, and then sit on a small bench in the cramped bathroom and start scrubbing, his movements are neat and coherent.

He remembered what Qin Peirong said during the day, that he had to go to other people's homes for two days on weekends, so he didn't have time to do his own housework, and he thought that he would take it away on Sunday afternoon, not only did not stop him from this kind of behavior of taking care of himself every day , and help him wash it in advance, so that he can bring it conveniently.

Zhao Xiangyan felt a little sorry.

But he's never hand-washed... and can't say anything to help.

The bathroom was extremely narrow, Qin Peirong almost filled the bathroom with people and basins as soon as he sat down, only his back was exposed to block the door, and he shrugged his shoulders and rubbed his clothes vigorously.Zhao Xiangyan looked outside for a while, and finally said cheekily, "I'm going to bed first, and you should go to bed earlier" and went back to the bedroom.

There was no air conditioner in the room, and the single bed was sandwiched between the wall and the desk, making it crowded and stuffy. Zhao Xiangyan sat by the bed for a while, carefully observing the room for the first time.

The wall is peeling off and yellowing, there is no poster of the second year of puberty, no toys on the table, no sports equipment in the corner, the only desk is pressed against the glass plate, and there are a few scattered photos underneath, most of them are with Qin Peirong, only One is with Zhang He. It can be seen that Ke Yan and Zhang He are relaxed and happy when they are together.

He opened the drawer of the desk casually, and there were various textbooks and exercise books lying in it. After opening a few layers, there was a light blue leather notebook, either new and unused, or well protected .

Zhao Xiangyan took it out and opened the side button, and turned to a random page, which turned out to be Ke Yan's diary.

This is a good opportunity for him to get to know Ke Yan, and people are more or less voyeuristic, he finds a reason for himself, he is Ke Yan now, there is nothing wrong with reading his diary, so he leans on the bed and reads from the first page Look it up.

The diary is much more boring than expected, but it can be seen that Ke Yan is not a person with a different heart. He did not feel resentment towards the school because of school violence, and he does not vent his emotions in the diary. He usually only records some small things in life. , Sometimes it's the uncle roasting sweet potatoes on the roadside, sometimes it's a traffic accident, no wonder Zhao Xiangyan feels bored.

Before he saw Zhang He appear, he fell asleep unknowingly.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by mosquito bites and heard that Qin Peirong seemed to be returning to his room very late.

Early the next morning, before he could open his eyes, he heard Zhang He knocking on the door and waking him up. He was in a bad mood due to lack of sleep, so angry that he sat up and jumped out of bed, and rushed to open the door to see Zhang He smiling. With a bright face, he spread his five fingers and waved at him, "Hi."

Hey, Mr. Zhao, because there are elders in the house, Zhao Xiangyan can't just start scolding.

Zhang He glanced at him up and down, and saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, his eyes were squinted, and he was staring at something maliciously, and that place was still upturned.

Zhao Xiangyan covered it, neither did he cover it or not, he mouthed "Get out" and was about to slam the door, but was supported by Zhang He, and turned back to the kitchen and shouted, "Auntie, Ke Yan is still not up, do you want to come and call?" Let him go."

Zhao Xiangyan lost his temper completely and went back to the house to get dressed.

The three of us ate breakfast together, and it was just after seven o'clock. Qin Peirong ate a few bites and left, because he was rushing to Su Shaoyun's to prepare breakfast. He was in a hurry, but he looked much neater and tidier than usual. Zhao Xiangyan guessed that he lived "over there" The environment is much better than here, Qin Peirong intentionally restrained himself, not wanting to make his employer look uncomfortable.

As soon as the people left, Zhang He put down his chopsticks and turned back to the customer, "Where did you go yesterday? What happened to your face? Don't use the same excuses as your mother, she doesn't believe her either, but she doesn't dare to ask you."

Zhao Xiangyan automatically ignored the previous question and did not lie to him, "Fight."

"Did you hit someone else?"

Zhao Xiangyan thought for a while, puffed his cheeks and replied, "No hit." Sooner or later he got rid of those grandchildren.

Zhang He sighed softly to persuade him, "Don't live on campus, I don't feel at ease if you do this, so you should do your best and don't make me feel bad, okay?"

Zhao Xiangyan almost choked on a mouthful of egg soup, swallowed it and gouged him out.

"I'm not kidding, Ke Yan, I can't let what happened before..."

What he was talking about was the rape of this body. When Zhao Xiangyan saw him mentioning this, his whole person became depressed. He hung his head for a long time and didn't say anything. It was rare to feel a trace of sympathy in his heart, but the way of comforting others was very embarrassing, " You have such a good condition, since I have been given that... I feel that I am not worthy of you..."

Zhang He didn't react at first, but then his eyes changed, as if Ke Yan in front of him was using another person's perspective, saying insulting words to his loved one, "Shut up and eat if you can't talk."

"Shut up and how to eat?"

If it weren't for the obvious pain in Zhang He's eyes, Zhao Xiangyan might continue to spit out fragrance.The two of them didn't speak again.

However, Zhang He has a strong self-healing ability, and his face changed back after a meal. He took the initiative to clean up the dishes and came back to ask him, "What's the plan for today? How about taking you out to play?"

Zhao Xiangyan thought it was over, Zhang He probably didn't want to "play", but wanted to "date" him.He hasn't forgotten his previous "plan", thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I feel that if I don't promise you once, this matter will never end."

Zhang He showed a satisfied smile, followed him into the room, Zhao Xiangyan took off his vest and put on a T-shirt with his back to him, and heard Zhang He ask, "What is this?"

Zhao Xiangyan ignored him, and it took two seconds for him to react. He didn't bother to pull up his clothes before turning around to grab the book in Zhang He's hand. Things like diaries are not easy to show to others.

However, only after Zhang He opened it did he realize that this was Ke Yan's diary, and he happened to turn to the latest page. Apart from the date and weather, there was only one sentence written on it.

I think I probably like Mr. Zhang a little bit, not like a friend.