Long Aotian wears the wrong book

After Yuhan sent the message that he would not be going home tonight, Xie Sixing didn't reply for a long time.

After 10 minutes, Xie Sixing replied briefly: [OK, drink less]

Warming the cold: "..."

He replied: [Oh]

Xie Sixing really never forgot to remind him, and he didn't know why he was so caring.

Yu Han didn't notice anything wrong with Xie Sixing's attitude, so after reporting his itinerary to Xie Sixing, he put away his phone, raised his head and said to Qiao Lan, "Let's go."

Qiao Lan was standing close just now, and Yu Han didn't send a message behind his back, so Qiao Lan still saw some of their chat.

He was shocked: "Brother Han...you have such a good relationship with Mr. Xie."

Qiao Lan thinks that her elder brother and sister-in-law are already a model of loving couples, but compared with Yu Han and Xie Sixing, they are simply not enough.

Sending off a master-level racing car, reporting each other's itinerary, and telling your significant other to drink less alcohol, isn't this more passionate than the period of love?

"Is there?" Yu Han frowned, it was the first time he heard someone describe himself and Xie Sixing like this.

A bit novel, but not exclusive.

Qiao Lan winked at him: "Of course, in our circle, it's really rare!"

In wealthy families like theirs, marriages have never been the product of free love. Most of them are commercial marriages. There are also many people who have no relationship at all but still maintain their superficial face.

Although Qiao Lan's eldest brother and sister-in-law are also married in a business relationship, they have unexpectedly compatible temperaments, and their relationship has been very good until now. Qiao Lan thought this was already very rare.

But after seeing Yu Han and Xie Sixing, he refreshed his cognition again.

After listening to Qiao Lan's words, Yu Han nodded thoughtfully.

It is indeed rare.

After all, for a qualified ally like Xie Sixing, Yuhan still recognized it from the bottom of his heart.

But it turns out that the brotherly relationship between him and Xie Sixing is so affectionate and friendly, it can also be called "good relationship".

Wen Han paused, feeling that he had opened up a new continent.

"But Brother Han, is it really okay if you don't go back at night?"

Their party will last all night, and Qiao Lan has just seen that the love between Yu Han and Xie Sixing is as deep as the sea, and he can't bear to break up.

It was mainly his awe of Xie Sixing that made him ask this question.

"What's the matter?" Yu Han raised his eyebrows easily: "Aren't you leaving?"

Qiao Lan immediately understood.

I get it, even if their brother Han is at home, he still says what he says.

"Let's go, let's go!"

After Yuhan said that, how could Qiao Lan have any objections, he couldn't wait to introduce Yuhan to his friends.

After leaving the club, they got into the car of Qiao's driver.

Qiao Lan moved out of his home a long time ago, and bought a whole property in a certain rich area, usually only he and his nanny aunt who took care of his daily life lived there.

Qiao Lan also has a lively personality, so every once in a while, he invites a bunch of friends to hold a party at home, which can be regarded as familiar.

But this is the first time he invited Yuhan to his party, so he introduced Yuhan to everyone from the very beginning.

From the time when Yu Han bravely left the Lin family, to his unparalleled talent in racing for the first time, and Sheng Jing's brilliant counterattack against public opinion not long ago, Qiao Lan used almost all the compliments he knew in his life, There is only one in the sky to keep out the cold, but there is nothing on the ground.

Qiao Lan's speech lasted more than ten minutes, and he didn't even have time to drink water in the middle. All his friends were stunned, and they even forgot to continue the game.

Fang Jiming was a little helpless, and complained to Yu Han in a low voice: "Qiao Lan has always been like this, Brother Han, don't mind."

If others heard Qiao Lan's exaggerated long list of compliments, they would probably feel cramped and nervous, but how could Yu Han be such an ordinary person.

Not only did he not feel this way at all, but he also looked at Qiao Lan with admiration.

"Really." Yu Han smiled faintly: "I think what I said is quite pertinent."

It's just a few words of praise, how can one ten thousandth of his arrogance be described?

But since Qiao Lan has this awareness, he can't lose face, so he always smiles and accepts all praise and admiration.

Fang Jiming: "..."

Fang Jiming was also taken aback, but after realizing it, he also felt that this was the only way to keep out the cold.

Whoever makes Warm Cold has the confidence to be arrogant.

Qiao Lan's friends are almost all the rich second generation like him. Most of them have heard of Yu Han's name, but this is the first time seeing him in person.

After listening to Qiao Lan's long speech, they couldn't help but look in the direction where Yu Han was.

The young man sat on the sofa leisurely, with a careless expression shrouded by the lights above his head. He didn't seem to be a guest, but rather came to his own home court.

He just sat there calmly, and he has become the center of sight.

But he himself is still calm, seems to have long been accustomed to this feeling of being the focus, and has never been troubled by these gazes.

Qiao Lan sat beside Yu Han, and asked with a smile, "Brother Han, do you want to play games together?"

"Okay." Yu Han nods kindly: "What are you playing?"

Qiao Lan thought for a while and said, "Dice, Brother Han, do you know it?"

They usually play a lot of games at their parties. He was worried that Wen Han would not understand it when he joined their party for the first time, so he chose a game that basically everyone would know.

Yu Han nodded: "Well, a little bit."

Fang Jiming couldn't help but glance at Yu Han, his eyes were full of disbelief.

a little? !

At the beginning, he believed in Wenhan's words, so he was deceived so much that he didn't even have any pants left, leaving a huge shadow behind.

This incident hit him so hard that he couldn't forget it until now, and he didn't dare to tell anyone about this embarrassing experience, even Qiao Lan didn't know about it.

Qiao Lan was very happy when she heard Yu Han's words: "That's great, Fang Jiming is very good at playing dice, let him teach you!"

Yu Han smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Fang Jiming's face was full of lovelessness, and he smiled wryly: "Brother Han, stop making fun of me, how can I teach you?"

"No way." Qiao Lan looked at him in surprise and said, "Aren't you known as the God of Gamblers?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, and he was here, there was nothing to hide, so Fang Jiming could only truthfully invite that embarrassing experience.

Qiao Lan directly clapped her hands and cheered: "You deserve it, I told you to underestimate our Brother Han! Brother Han did a beautiful job!"

After such a long time, Fang Jiming felt that he had been greatly hurt again, clutching his heart with a hurt face.

"Actually, you're pretty good at playing." Yu Han suddenly said, and said slowly: "It's just that your mental quality is poor, and you are easily deceived by some appearances and speech skills."

Fang Jiming was instantly awakened by Yu Han's sharp words, and humbly asked for advice: "Brother Han, what do you think I have to do to become like you?"

Fang Jiming is now gradually taking over his own family business. He has no doubts about his ability to keep out the cold, and he also feels that if he can learn a little bit about how to keep out the cold, it will be enough for him.

Yu Han said directly: "It's a bit difficult."

Fang Jiming: "...Brother Han is really outspoken."

Yu Han smiled and said: "Just be yourself, no one can guarantee that you will not make mistakes all the time, and it is impossible to be perfect in everything."

He leaned back slightly, and smiled again: "Whoever claims to be invincible dares to say that he is invincible! You will lose, but you just happened to meet me."

His expression was still as loose as ever, but what he said was unquestionable.

There seemed to be a special magical power in Yu Han's body, showing extreme domineering all over his body, so that almost no one in the room dared to question his words, on the contrary, they still firmly believed in it.

Fang Jiming also asked with a teachable face: "Then is there anything that Brother Han can't do perfectly?"

"How is it possible." Wen Han raised his eyebrows with interest: "I am synonymous with perfection."

Qiao Lan was the first to speak out in support: "That's right!!"

Fang Jiming also nodded, feeling that he had learned a lot from Yu Han.

Such as self-confidence.

With this unusual beginning, it was logical for everyone to chat with Yu Han in the following game process, and they were all very enthusiastic.

It was the first time for Yuhan to participate in such a purely fun party, but with Qiao Lan's leadership, coupled with his own advantages, there would be no awkward moments wherever he went.

For example, when he and Fang Jiming teamed up to play dice, they almost blocked and killed gods and Buddhas. After more than ten rounds, they didn't even touch the wine glass.

Qiao Lan lost several times in a row, and was afraid of losing, so she hurriedly clamored for another game.

He suggested that everyone sing songs together. It just so happened that his house recently renovated a super large singing room and purchased a whole set of very high-end karaoke equipment. Singers can be scored accurately.

As soon as this proposal came out, it received a strong response from everyone.

When transferring from the lobby to the brand new song room, Qiao Lan quietly walked up to Yu Han and asked, "Brother Han, you were so merciless just now, is it because Mr. Xie asked you to drink less wine?"

If you keep winning, you don't have to drink.

Qiao Lan thought she had discovered the truth, and she was thinking smugly, this mutual favor is really tiresome!

Yuhan said euphemistically: "Is there a possibility that you are really good at it?"

Qiao Lan: "? Huh qwq."

However, when Qiao Lan mentioned Xie Sixing, Yu Han belatedly remembered that he hadn't heard from Xie Sixing for a long time.

He divided his mind and thought for a while, but he didn't know what Xie Sixing was doing now.

The reception should be similar to his party here, right?

Yu Han was thinking about something, but as soon as he entered the singing room, Qiao Lan gave him the first chance to hold the microphone.

"Brother Han, it's the first time I'm using this karaoke room, please give me a good start." Qiao Lan put the microphone in Yu Han's hands solemnly, and made a cheering gesture to him.

Seeing Qiao Lan's earnest hope that he would come first, Yu Han bent his lips and smiled, without refusing, said: "No problem."

Qiao Lan happily walked to the karaoke machine: "Brother Han, what song do you want to sing?"

Warming the cold: "Give me a piece of "Serving the Country with Loyalty"."

Qiao Lan: "...Huh?"

It was completely different from the noisy scene here at Yuhan, Xie Sixing was attending a high society reception.

In the golden hall, the musicians on the side were playing, and the beautiful music of the violin and piano ensemble echoed melodiously, and the whole reception was filled with a noble and elegant atmosphere.

Xie Sixing was invited to come as an important guest of the reception, and he became the object of everyone's attention as soon as he appeared on the stage. The people who surrounded him and wanted to communicate with him never stopped from the beginning.

But Xie Sixing seemed a little careless, as if he hadn't put his mind on this entertainment the whole time, and he didn't even smile.

At ten o'clock sharp, the reception ended on time, and after declining an invitation from a company director to continue the gathering, Xie Sixing drove home.

When I got home, the hour hand had already reached eleven o'clock, the housekeeper and servants had already rested, and the whole villa was silent, as quiet as if there was no one in it.

It was only when Xie Sixing got home that he let go of all external appearances, and his expression finally revealed a bit of fatigue and burnout.

He didn't turn on the light, just pulled off his tie casually, and walked forward relying on memory.

He went upstairs, and when he passed the door of a certain room, his footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes moved up the door unconsciously.

Until now, Xie Sixing felt a certain emptiness in his heart.

Strange that he hadn't felt it so strongly before.

Usually, at this time, Yu Han should not be asleep, either in the gym to increase the number of steps, or stay in his room behind closed doors, even if he does not communicate with Xie Sixing, he always has his own things to do, and he will send out a few words. His movement makes people feel his presence.

But now Xie Sixing realized very clearly that the other owner of this family was not here.

It was as if he was used to being under the same roof with one person, but the absence of that person at the moment gave him a sense of nothingness that he had lost something.

Xie Sixing frowned slightly, trying his best to let himself ignore this strange feeling.

It's just that you don't come back for one night, so you don't need to care about it at all.

Maybe a book walker is having a great time at this time.

Just as Xie Sixing stopped staring at the door and was about to return to his room, a dark figure slowly moved up from the corner of the stairs.

Xie Sixing paused, stopped and stared at the figure.

Seeing him getting closer and closer to him, Xie Sixing's fingers accurately touched the switch of the aisle light, and then lightly pressed it.

The lights in the aisle turned on instantly, illuminating the two people standing facing each other.

The corners of Xie Sixing's lips curled slightly, looking at Yu Han, a smile flashed in his eyes for a moment, and his tone was joyful that he didn't even notice: "Didn't you say that you won't be back tonight?"

Yu Han didn't expect that Xie Sixing would bump into him when he sneaked up the stairs, his expression froze slightly.

He tried his best to regain his composure, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I remember something I didn't do."

"What's wrong with the voice?" Xie Sixing keenly sensed something was wrong.

Warming the cold: "It's nothing, I just sang."

Xie Sixing: "?"