After the scumbag awakens

Broke up unhappily.

It seems that since he came back, every time he met with Qi Ran, they always broke up in the end.

Qi Chen gave a wry smile, the weakness caused by the fever was intertwined with the cramping pain in his stomach, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

After walking a long distance, Qi Ran gradually felt a chill.

It's already autumn, the night is a bit cold, and it's raining again, he came out in a hurry, with only a thin shirt on his body, I don't know when it was mostly wet by the rain, it will be blown by the wind, I can't help but hit a shudder.

He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, smoked one, held it between his fingers, and ignited it against the wind.

The lingering gray and white smoke drifted out along the night wind, intertwined with the faint rain and mist, rising and spreading.

Looking at the rain outside the corridor, Qi Ran suddenly felt a heaviness on his shoulders.

"Don't catch a cold," He Yuanzhang put the windbreaker on him, and touched the back of his hand again, "Is it cold?"

Qi Ran held the cigarette between his fingers and shook his head.

He Yuanzhang took his cigarette butt and threw it on the trash can next to him, "You've been smoking a lot lately, did you encounter any troubles?"

Qi Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked sideways at him, "You want to ask Qi Chen, right?"

He Yuanzhang didn't want to hide it from him, he really wanted to know what happened between Qi Chen and him, and was even more worried about Qi Ran's situation, "If you want, you can tell me."

Qi Ran looked at him for a while.

Many times, He Yuanzhang is really different to him, the company of his relatives, the care of his elders, the tenderness of his lover...he gives them all, and makes Qi Ran willing to get closer to him, but Qi Chen's matter involves Too many, too complicated, how to talk about it.

Qi Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, "Forget it."

He turned around and gathered his coat, "Let's go back."

He Yuanzhang sighed, and responded softly, "Okay."

Day and night alternate, the moon sets and the sun rises.

The Sunshine Group has launched several projects one after another recently, the most notable one being the transnational cooperation project. The busy preparatory work in the early stage is over, and it's time to celebrate the friendship.

According to the usual practice, there is a reception in the first half and a dinner in the second half.

Qi Ran didn't intend to participate, but the other party sent a message through the secretary that their patriarch would attend and wanted to meet him. During the contact process, he also became a little curious about this mysterious chaebol family, so he agreed.

At seven o'clock in the evening, he arrived on time.

The secretary beside him pushed open the door of the box for him, and glanced inside Qi Ran, his eyes suddenly paused.

The manager who came to greet him quickly introduced, "President Qi, this is the chairman of Sun Group, Mr. Qi Chen."

Qi Ran's eyelashes blinked, and after a moment of stupefaction passed, only alienation and politeness remained, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Qi."

Qi Chen froze for a moment, managed to maintain a smile, and shook hands with him.

It's split at the touch of a finger, like a stranger.

Qi Ran withdrew his hand and sat down on the empty seat beside him.

The people next to him didn't see anything wrong at this moment, but Qi Chen's assistant looked at Qi Ran secretly for a while. He figured out some of the patriarch's thoughts, so he felt a little subtle, but this time it won't be gone. Express it appropriately.

Toasting and drinking, Qi Ran and Qi Chen hardly had any conversation after drinking for three rounds.

Although all the people present here are the core figures of the project and the top management of the company, few of them dare to be presumptuous in front of the big boss. They speak very measuredly, and it is also appropriate to make a joke occasionally.

However, there were also some ingenious people, who chose a handsome young man to pour wine for Qi Ran. His movements were out of order, and his clothes were basic white shirts, but his facial features were attractive and his figure was very good. Qi Ran's eyes stopped for a moment.

He knew who's idea was at a glance. He was such an incomprehensible person under him, who dared to play tricks on such an occasion and secretly gave it to him. Qi Ran glanced at the woman opposite, and the long-haired woman raised her lips and smiled. Mouth-

Interested in sex?

Qi Ran couldn't help but bend her lower lip.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang, and then the sound of glass shattering.

Qi Ran frowned slightly and looked to the left.

It was Qi Chen who broke the wine glass.

The wine wet his hands, and flowed into the shirt sleeve along his forearm, leaving a deep mark, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, his eyes were covered with ice, and he stared at Qiran deeply.

Their eyes met each other without saying a word.

Qi Ran seemed to see the anger in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention at all, and looked away indifferently.

It seemed that some kind of seal had been broken, and the surroundings were no longer silent. Someone asked with concern, calling for the waiter to clean and change the wine glasses.

But Qi Chen stopped the opponent.

His eyes slowly fell on the young man beside Qi Ran, and said, "Come here."

The young man subconsciously glanced at Qi Ran.

Qi Ran closed his eyes, which was a promise.

The young man walked over in small steps, and was about to use a tool to clean up the broken glass, when he heard Qi Chen's low voice, "Use your hands."

The young man paused, and Qi Ran spoke first, "What do you mean, Mr. Qi?"

Qi Chen's eyes were fixed, and he looked over without distinguishing between emotions and anger, "Just let him clean the glass, it should be his duty."

Qi Ran hooked the corner of his mouth, "Really?"

He pulled the boy behind him, "Mr. Qi can speak up if he has an opinion on me, there is no need to embarrass a child."

Qi Chen's breath was stagnant, and the anger spread in his eyes, so obscure that people couldn't see clearly, "You want to protect him?"

Qi Ran raised his eyes casually, "So what?"

Qi Chen took a deep breath, his lips were drawn tightly, and his jaw was tensed, obviously extremely angry.

Although he looks calm and doesn't reveal much, it doesn't mean that he has a gentle temperament. On the contrary, the mighty power in his bones has been armored by the years, and the cold light is restrained, unfathomable, and unstoppable.

The surroundings were silent, and none of the people present dared to open their mouths. They all speculated about the origin of the two big men. In the box, which was drinking hot, it seemed to be separated by some invisible thing, and even breathing became almost inaudible.

In such a stiff atmosphere, Qi Ran seemed not to feel it at all, poured a glass of wine on his own, and beckoned to the young man.

Qi Chen raised his eyes to look at the young man, his eyes were very cold, as if looking at a dead person.

Where did the inexperienced young man have seen such terrifying eyes before, his complexion turned pale instantly, and he subconsciously sought refuge.

Qi Ran let him cuddle up pitifully, and fed him the wine jokingly.

"Cough..." The young boy choked and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Qi Ran laughed, rubbed his fingers recklessly on his lips, and looked at Qi Chen maliciously and mockingly, as if saying

- what can you do?

Qi Chen was silent for a few moments, his fingers slowly clenched into fists, he lowered his head, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

Qi Ran raised his eyebrows and wiped his hands with a wet towel.

The young man stood up tactfully, and the sitting people seemed to have just regained their senses, secretly exchanging melon-eating glances, never mentioning what happened just now.

But this time, the dinner didn't last long before it was over.

Qi Ran went to the bathroom, and happened to meet Wen Fu when she came out.

The woman in the red dress was leaning lazily against the wall, holding her chest in her right hand and holding a cigarette in her left hand. A strand of jet-black hair fell into her collar, which made Baishuang Saixue's skin even fairer.

Seeing him coming out, Wen Fu raised his eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly, "Mr. Qi."

Qi Ran said flatly, "Don't tease me."

Wen Fu couldn't help but bend her lips, she put out the cigarette in her hand, and pulled her long hair behind her ear, "If Mr. Qi is angry, don't shoot at me, that kid—"

Qi Ran glanced at her, "Where did it come from?"

"A little cousin of mine," Wen Fu said casually, "said that he admired you for a long time, but he heard about your affair from somewhere, and came to me specifically for help."

Qi Ran sensed something from her tone, "What benefits have I given you?"

Speaking of this, Wen Fu also smiled, and winked at Qi Ran tacitly, "Isn't he in college?"

Surrounding high-quality male college students, of course the most high-quality male college students.

Qi Ran realized it, and nodded slightly, "It is indeed something you will do."

Wen Fu smiled, raised the end of his eyes slightly, and raised an arc, "Anyway, I just gave it a push. If Mr. Qi is interested, he can find someone else to do the back tune. It shouldn't be a problem."

Qi Ran didn't care about Wen Fu's doing this, they were friends with the same temper, so this little thing was really nothing.

"But director Wen," he said slowly, "you know my attitude, aren't you afraid that my cousin will be spoiled by me?"

"He asked for it himself, what does it have to do with me," Wen Fu said with a smile in his eyes, but his tone was cold, "Besides, hasn't Mr. Qi heard a word?"

She hooked her lower lip, "Feeling sorry for a man is the beginning of misfortune."

Qi Ran frowned slightly.

"This sentence is also for Mr. Qi." A smart person like Wen Fu, who has been in love for many years, of course has seen more than others tonight, she repeated faintly, "Don't care about men, will become unlucky."

Qi Ran raised his lower lip and didn't say anything more, but he didn't refuse when the boy approached after the end.

He drank some wine, not to mention drunk, but a little tipsy, lazy, and he didn't want to go home by car.

The boy helped him to rest in the presidential suite on the top floor.

This hotel is owned by Sunshine Group, and because of its superior location, the presidential suite is fully prepared all year round.

They got out of the elevator, and just as they opened the door, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind them.

The author says:

Hee hee, I'm going to fuck my brother in a fit of rage

Ms. Wen: I really don’t want my Neptune friend to go ashore. Men can just play around and don’t need to care about it (sincerely)

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles of Jinchao er; 1 bottle of authentic fairy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!