After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

Drums are exciting.

The intense music on the stage, the loud screams and cheers of the surrounding people rushed towards him, all these sounds made Shi Jin unable to calm down, standing in the turbulent crowd, silently staring at the people on the stage .

Everything on the stage seemed to be blocked, leaving only the person in the center.

He is like a bright moon hanging high in the dark night, swaying his light wantonly and freely.It was also like a stream of fireworks in a cold night, sweeping with turbulent heat, igniting the audience in the audience, and also igniting Shi Jin's heart.

Shi Jin heard her own heart beating again.

Like a drum.

At a certain moment, he suddenly had some understanding in his heart.

On the way back, Shi Jin became quieter than when he came.

He lowered his eyes all the way, his fingers unconsciously wrapped around the string of the balloon, and the bell on the balloon rang with his movements.

Until the car stopped downstairs.

When Yu Ci asked him to go upstairs first, Shi Jin raised his eyes and met his through the car window: "Aren't you going back?"

"Return, but it will be later." Yu Ci replied: "My father is looking for me, so I will go back first."

Shi Jin pursed her lips, and unconsciously rubbed her right hand in her pocket along the corner of the box: "...then when will you come back?"

"uncertain."

Yu Ci replied: "It may be early or it may be late, the time is not certain, don't wait for me, go to bed early."

Yu Cheng didn't look for him often, but most of them were talking about business, so Yu Ci was not sure.

"it is good."

Yu Ci glanced at him, turned his head and came out from the back seat with a paper bag—it was the cake he bought at the dessert stand before he came back.

He handed the cake out of the car window: "Go up, it's windy outside."

Shi Jing moved, but walked forward: "Thank you, and..."

He pursed his lips, stretched out his right hand under Yu Ci's somewhat surprised gaze, and handed out the small box he had hidden in his pocket all night: "This is for you."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows: "For me?"

"Yeah." Shi Yan lowered his eyelids, hiding the floating emotions in his eyes: "Happy holidays."

After a pause, he added: "You can watch after I leave."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Okay."

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Yu family.

Seeing Yu Ci's return, Xu's mother burst into laughter: "Young master is back."

"Mother Xu." Yu Ci put the key on the table: "Where's my dad?"

"It's in the study." Xu Ma smiled and helped him hang up his coat, and said, "Madam is waiting for you in the living room."

Yu Ci changed his shoes, and just as he walked into the living room, before he saw the shadow of the sofa, he heard Zhong Ling's deliberately elongated tone: "Ah Ci——"

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows: "I'll talk about anything when I come down."

Zhong Ling glared at him: "Aren't my words important?"

"Important words should be listened to last. If you think your words are not important..." Yu Ci didn't change his face, and turned around after speaking: "How about I listen to you first?"

"No need." Zhong Ling changed his words: "You should talk to your dad first, he's been waiting for you all night, I'm not in a hurry."

"Row."

A few words solved the troublesome mother, Yu Ci walked up to the second floor, knocked on the door of the study: "Dad."

There was a voice at the door: "Come in."

Yu Ci pushed the door open.

In front of the desk, Yu Cheng looked up.

Judging from Zhong Ling's tender baby face, Yu Ci's appearance is actually more inherited from Yu Cheng.

The same sharp eyebrows and raised peach eyes allow people to know their relationship as soon as they see them.

It's just that Yu Cheng's overall temperament is more stable, and the oppression in his eyes when he looks up at people is often shocking.

But Yu Ci was used to seeing his expression since he was a child, he closed the door with his backhand, and sat down on the opposite side of the desk with ease: "What do you want from me?"

"Have you figured it out?" Yu Cheng looked at him and said in a low voice, "Are you going to come back and manage Yu's house with me?"

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows: "How do you say that?"

"The third boy from the Cheng family came here a few days ago." Yu Cheng lowered his head, and opened a page of the document in his hand: "Do you want to touch the Qin family?"

"Think about it." Yu Ci admitted: "Not only the Qin family, I also dislike the Chen family."

Yu Cheng paused, but this time he raised his eyes and looked at his son seriously: "Ambition is not small."

He lowered his head again: "When will you be back?"

"I didn't say I wanted to go back." Yu Ci fished a pen from the table: "It's up to you whether you want to touch the Qin family or not, I just set up a thread."

Of course, based on his understanding of his father, Yu Cheng would never let go of this piece of fat.

He pinched the pen in his hand and turned it around: "Instead of asking me if I will come back, you might as well spend more time, and make more money while you are still young."

"I heard that my mother just went to the auction house to bring a lot of junk back." The corners of Yu Ci's lips curled slightly: "You also know that I don't have any business acumen, so I just do some small business."

"If I come back to learn management from you, Yu's down, who will pay for my mother's shopping cart, don't you think so?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Yu Cheng flicked through the documents and paused.

He looked up at Yu Ci, said nothing, and turned to another topic: "I heard people say that you have someone you like?"

I also heard people say, who else knows about this except his mother?

Yu Ci clicked his tongue: "My mother's mouth is really fast."

Yu Cheng frowned, and he put down his pen: "Your mother is concerned about you."

"Yes, yes, yes, I know." Yu Ci was frightened of his father, a wife slave: "What else do you have to say? I have nothing to say, I will go down."

Yu Cheng: "Are you so impatient to talk to me?"

It's not that he's impatient, the main thing is that Yu Cheng's words will fill up when he talks about his mother.

as predicted--

Yu Cheng: "You don't stay at home all day, your mother cares about you, you have to know how to be considerate of her, don't get impatient when she asks about your feelings..."

"Your mother has a straight-forward personality and asks whatever comes to mind. I think back when I was in love with your mother, she saw a female classmate next to me giving me a gift. She was upset and came to ask me directly... .”

Yu Ci: "..."

It was only at this time that he felt that his father was a middle-aged man in his fifties—this was too nagging.

After babbling a lot, Yu Cheng paused: "...your mother is getting old, you want to..."

"bump--"

The door of the study room was pushed open, and Zhong Ling's angry voice was full of anger: "Yu Cheng! Who do you think is older?"

She raised her eyebrows angrily: "You are really good. You secretly told your son that I was old when I was not around. No wonder I said that you are not happy when I go out with my little sister recently. It turns out that you dislike me for being too old. Is it embarrassing?"

Yu Cheng stood up from the chair, his calm face just now was quite at a loss: "Lingling, no, listen to me."

Zhong Ling glared at him: "Shut up."

Yu Cheng paused, but really shut up.

Zhong Ling turned to look at his son: "Aci, you come downstairs with me."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, and when he passed by Yu Cheng, he still gave him a self-seeking look: "Dad, I'm going down first."

Yu Cheng didn't look at him, his eyes were all about his wife.

Zhong Ling watched his son go downstairs.

There were footsteps behind her, she turned her head abruptly, and with one look, Yu Cheng was fixed in place: "Huh?"

Yu Cheng: "Lingling, I..."

Zhong Ling snorted, turned and went downstairs: "Don't follow me, you should reflect on it in the study tonight."

"Mother Xu, send a pillow to the study."

"Well, Mrs. Holly."

Yu Ci sat on the sofa in the living room, listening to Zhong Ling expertly deliver a luxurious study package to his father, and slowly fished an apple from the fruit basket without worrying at all.

Sure enough, Zhong Ling laughed out loud before going downstairs.

She quickly covered her mouth and turned to look upstairs.

Fortunately, when she went downstairs, she closed the door of the study, so Yu Cheng shouldn't be able to hear it.

Zhong Ling felt relieved.

She walked briskly all the way to the edge of the sofa, and the smile on her face didn't stop when she sat down on the sofa.

Yu Ci glanced at her: "Calm down?"

"Don't be angry, I'm not angry at all." Zhong Ling smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise, how would I get you out of the study?"

Yu Ci guessed it, but...

"You just said that my dad was unhappy when you went out...?"

"Oh, that." Zhong Ling waved his hand indifferently: "He just finished a batch of work in those few days, and squeezed a few days to say that he would accompany me, but I made an appointment with my little sister in advance, how can I break the contract? Am I right?"

Yu Ci: "..."

Zhong Ling: "Why do you look at me with such an expression, I will make it up to him later."

Yu Ci had a bad feeling: "...what compensation?"

"I cooked him a big meal." Zhong Ling said confidently, "It took me an afternoon."

The so-called big meal in Zhong Ling's mouth...

Thinking of the banana tomato custard and leek and mushroom soup that he had the honor to eat, Yu Ci was completely silent this time.

In order to avoid hurting his father's self-esteem by going any further, Yu Ci changed the subject: "You are looking for me..."

He regretted it at the beginning of this remark, but Zhong Ling's attention was quickly attracted.

She blinked, and moved closer with excitement: "How are you getting along with Xiao tonight?"

Yu Ci took two steps back: "...It's pretty good."

Zhong Ling continued to move forward: "How did you know each other? Didn't Sisi say that you and your roommate were having trouble with each other? Could it be that..."

She suddenly widened her eyes: "I'm warning you, don't give me such a mess!"

Yu Ci: "...my roommate is Shi Jin."

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"But—" Zhong Ling looked at Yu Ci: "Son, aren't your movements a little slow?"

She thought about the time Zhong Sisi told her last time: "It's been three or four months, why haven't you caught up with him yet?"

Yu Ci's face froze.

He touched the tip of his nose, his eyes were unnatural: "Hurry up."

"Soon?" Zhong Ling was suspicious: "Tell me why it's so fast, did you hold hands or kiss, did you confess your love?"

"..."

When she saw her son's expression, she knew there was nothing going on.

Zhong Ling shook his head: "You can't do this, Xiao is so good, if you don't act, when he is with someone else, you will cry without tears."

Yu Ci paused and asked, "Then what should I do?"

Zhong Ling raised her eyebrows: "You have to take the initiative, ask him out, ask him out for dinner, in short, you want to fill up his free time."

Yu Ci thought for a while: "I took the initiative." But it didn't seem to have any effect.

Zhong Ling added: "Then you should care about him and take care of him. Give him water when he's thirsty, prepare food when he's hungry, and clothes when he's cold."

He did this too.

So Yu Ci nodded: "I have."

"You still can't catch up with this?" Zhong Ling muttered in a low voice, "Could it be that you didn't like Ah Ci when you were young?"

No, judging from what she saw tonight, Xiao Shi obviously also has feelings for Ah Ci.

Zhong Ling frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly she felt blessed: "Aci, I'll ask you."

Yu Ci: "Tell me."

Zhong Ling's expression was serious and serious: "Did you confess your love?"

Yu Ci: "..."

It seems, as if, probably, maybe.

He paused: "...No."

Zhong Ling: "..."

Who did this bad temper follow?Anyway, it can't be her.