Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

The private room became quiet for a while, but the undercurrent was so obvious that the guards beside Zhong Yucheng couldn't help getting closer, full of vigilance.

Even if the object of their vigilance can be said to be clean and non-threatening, they have never let go of their vigilance against him, and even become more vigilant as the distance between the other party and the Patriarch shortens, and they can't wait to stand between them .

Zheng Xingzhou was originally very wary of Yan Xiong, thinking that he was not a good person, but after witnessing the thorough security check just now, he realized that someone was far more vigilant than him, so he actually relaxed.

It could also be said that he believed in Zhong Yucheng.

The existence of Zhongyu City is like a tall and indestructible city wall, which is enough to give the people under his protection a sense of security and trust.

Everyone who has met Zhong Yucheng will have no doubts about his control over the world.

Zheng Xingzhou believed him, so he could naturally say to Ye Xiuyuan, "You two are together again?"

There seemed to be a layer of sadness in Ye Xiuyuan's eyes, which was different from his previous cheerful and unclouded appearance.

Hearing this, his eyes shifted from Zhong Yucheng, who seemed to be indifferent to what happened, to Zheng Xingzhou. He caught a glimpse of Zheng Xingzhou's curious and bright eyes, and seemed to hesitate for a moment before showing a very faint smile: "Almost."

almost……?

It seems that the amount of information is a bit too much. Zheng Xingzhou hesitated to bring up the topic they discussed before in front of the person he suspected of liking, but the other party spoke first. Ye Xiuyuan seemed to realize what he was sitting on. His eyebrows frowned, showing concern Blowing towards my face: "Your legs..."

Zheng Xingzhou glanced at his legs. Although he still didn't feel any sensation on his legs, he didn't panic at all. Anyway, it will get better anyway, but it's just a matter of later or sooner, so he showed a nonchalant smile: "Small problem ,fine."

Ye Xiuyuan was not soothed by him, he couldn't help but look at the unresponsive Zhong Yucheng, and felt that the hand on his waist was mercilessly squeezed vigorously, fearing that the other party would go crazy like this, he retracted it in embarrassment look.

Zheng Xingzhou couldn't help turning his eyes to Yan Xiong, and smiled politely at the convenience. There was a strange light in his eyes, which made Zheng Xingzhou frowned subconsciously, but he still didn't forget to stimulate the other party casually: "And If there is a gentleman, there will be no problem."

Zhong Yucheng paused, looked at him sideways, felt quite comfortable with his words and tone, and reached out to hold his hand in a comforting manner.

Zheng Xingzhou also showed him a clean smile unceremoniously, and the eyes of the two disappeared as soon as they touched each other. Zhong Yucheng naturally withdrew his hand and continued with his busy work.

Seeing it, Ye Xiuyuan lowered his eyes and kept silent.

Yan Xiong glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "Mr. Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Congratulations, your relationship with the Duke is as good as ever."

I always felt that the other party's words were mixed with some malice, Zheng Xingzhou looked him up and down, and didn't hide his hostility at all: "Are you and Xiu Yuan together?"

Yan Xiong's smile deepened a lot this time, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth gradually sunken. His tone was as gentle and polite as ever, but the contempt in his words still couldn't be concealed: "How can I climb up to the top?" Him? It's just..." He said slowly, "It's just a joke."

There was a bit of aloofness in the contempt, which made Zheng Xingzhou suddenly puzzled. He thought it was Yan Xiong pestering Ye Xiuyuan with the reaction and performance of the two of Xiao Shulin and the others...

Otherwise, Ye Xiuyuan wouldn't have specifically told him about breaking up with Yan Xiong in the subsequent communications.

But after hearing Yan Xiong's words and tone now, how could it seem that Ye Xiuyuan was obsessed with him and pestered him endlessly?

Could it be that the person Ye Xiuyuan said earlier that he likes is Yan Xiong?

But didn't he break up with Yan Xiong after that?

Zheng Xingzhou's eyes shifted from Yan Xiong to Ye Xiuyuan, and from Ye Xiuyuan to Yan Xiong, looking back and forth, but he couldn't figure out what was going on with the complicated relationship between the two of them.

Ye Xiuyuan's fingertips trembled slightly, but there was no emotion in his lowered eyes, as if he was not talking about him.

Yan Xiong glanced at him casually, changed the topic casually, and led to the things he cared about: "Mr. Zheng is also interested in these lowly races?"

Zheng Xingzhou frowned, not hiding his discomfort with Yan Xiong.

Following Yan Xiong's gaze, he caught a glimpse of the humanoid creature on the page of the booklet spread out at the side, which seemed to indicate that its owner had spent a lot of time on this page.

Zheng Xingzhou felt a strange feeling in his heart. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. It was hard to describe, but it made him squint his eyes subconsciously and look at Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiongzheng tilted his head slightly, his eyes were restrained, with a familiar aristocratic taste, neither too enthusiastic to make the other party feel offended, nor too cold to make the other party misunderstand, a kind of just right gaze.

Zheng Xingzhou's eyes flicked across his face, and slowly fell to his chest, where his heart beat.

In an instant, the sound of the wind went away, and the silence was inaudible. Only the sound of the other party's steady and slow heartbeat slowly emerged in his ears. Zheng Xingzhou squinted his eyes as if aware of it, the light converged, the fluorescent light appeared, and the suit disappeared as if it didn't exist. In front of his eyes, what was left was a suddenly enlarged heart...and something discordant in the heart.

"Mr. Zheng?" Yan Xiong frowned slightly, reminding the other party somewhat uncomfortable.Zheng Xingzhou stared at him for so long that he had to remind him.

As if awakened with a start, Zheng Xingzhou looked away from his chest and landed on his abdomen.

Zheng Xingzhou's expression was indifferent and he couldn't see anything, but his eyes seemed to have penetrating power, which made Yan Xiong feel a warning sign suddenly, and he involuntarily tightened his body, and then forcibly relaxed under the watchful eyes of the suddenly vigilant guards .

But there was a shadow in his heart.

Zheng Xingzhou slowly looked at the graphics outlined by the fluorescent light, and then retracted his gaze after confirming that it was correct. He did not rush to speak, but lowered his eyes uncharacteristically, covering his expression.

The atmosphere fell silent again, Yan Xiong slowly tightened his arms around Ye Xiuyuan, but his eyes no longer fell on Zheng Xingzhou, but looked lightly at Ye Xiuyuan.

Ye Xiuyuan met his eyes, and understood the meaning of the other party. He blinked slowly, and then lowered his head as if in a low mood.

Yan Xiong wasn't angry either, he just laughed inexplicably.

Fortunately, the auction finally started under the circumstances of embarrassment and silence.

The auctioneer's very provocative opening came out on the screen, which just eased the atmosphere present. Yan Xiong looked up and looked at the auction one by one.

Zhong Yucheng seemed to have finally dealt with the matter, reached out and turned off the star card screen, his gaze circled on the screen, and finally fell on Zheng Xingzhou, Zheng Xingzhou lowered his head, motionless, surprisingly quiet.

Zhong Yucheng's eyes fell on him, but he didn't receive any response from the other party, as if he didn't notice at all, Zhong Yucheng sighed, and decided to go back and put some pressure on Mr. Zhang and Mr. He.

It is urgent to cure the disease.

He was already mentally prepared, so he stretched out his hand to pat Zheng Xingzhou, and he grabbed Zheng Xingzhou's wrist. He didn't show any surprise at all, but he couldn't help sighing again when he saw the other party's expression.

Zheng Xingzhou's eyes were full of familiar wildness and certainty. When he saw Zhong Yucheng, he showed a happy smile, which almost made Zhong Yucheng think that he would jump over happily.

But obviously, you can't think a psychotic thought the way a normal person would.

Zheng Xingzhou punched Yan Xiong in the face quickly and nimbly, staggering him, and almost fell off the sofa. Ye Xiuyuan was startled, and subconsciously stopped in front of Yan Xiong: "Xingzhou..."

Then Zheng Xingzhou, who was being manipulated by the auxiliary device, flashed deftly, and there was a sound of punching and punching from behind. Not to mention, there was still a sense of rhythm to match the voice of the auctioneer's incitement.

Yan Xiong reacted immediately, but just when he was about to backhand, a small red dot faintly aimed at his chest, making him stop, and he could only be beaten passively.

I don't know what Zheng Xingzhou ate, a semi-crippled man, he manipulated the auxiliary device sensitively, as if the auxiliary device was on his body, a left uppercut, a right uppercut, another uppercut, and another set ...

The opponent was very strong, but he didn't kill him. It was just like venting, and like a beating to his heart's content. He went back and forth for a whole set before retracting his hand, manipulating the auxiliary device to float up a few meters, floating in the sky and watching triumphantly. Looking at Yan Xiong, it seems to show off.

Yan Xiong wiped his face, knowing that he was not bleeding. Although the one-sided fight just now seemed brutal and bloody, in fact, the other party had no intention of hurting anyone. Beat him up.

Yan Xiong got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to dust off the dust that didn't exist on his body, and returned to his gentle appearance, showing a smirk at the triumphant Zheng Xingzhou above: "Mr. Zheng..." He dragged his tone, as if It was a look of dissatisfaction among nobles: "Where did I offend you?"

Zheng Xingzhou floated on top of his head, dangling the auxiliary device, imitating his elongated tone and saying: "I don't like you..." He slightly lowered his body, his teeth looming under his soft lips, with a bit of chill: "Can't you?"

Yan Xiong noticed something was wrong with the other party, it was as if he had transformed into another person in an instant, which made him unable to help but glance at the hidden guards around him, who stared at him expressionlessly, as if nothing happened. Did not notice.

Yan Xiong turned back to look at Zheng Xingzhou again. The other party was shaking the auxiliary device very freely. It was worrying to watch, but he was obviously enjoying it. He felt very familiar.

He has seen such gazes in the eyes of countless people, greedy, hostile, inevitable, and ambitious. He is no stranger to this, but it does not mean that this should appear on Zheng Xingzhou.

It's not that he knows the other party well, it's just that the other party's identity should not have this kind of look that can only be seen when he is struggling on the edge of death and life.

Maybe it can be seen everywhere in the chaotic land, but unless the other party is also...

Yan Xiong restrained his divergent thinking, but his expression became more humble: "I thought I had nothing to do with you..." He carefully selected words to avoid provoking the other party: "Entanglement?"

Zheng Xingzhou stopped shaking abruptly, there seemed to be a small knife in his eyes, sharp and dazzling, making people feel that everything was in his eyes and there was nowhere to hide.

Yan Xiong suppressed his boiling fighting spirit, trying his best to make himself look weak and non-hostile.

He knew how to show weakness to the natives of a land where chaos could break out at any time.

Zheng Xingzhou licked his lips, his eyes fell on Yan Xiong's heart and abdomen with deep meaning, and then he said with a smile: "I thought you were trying to blow me up."

Yan Xiong was shocked, and guessed the meaning of the other party in his clear and directional eyes, but his face was still watertight, and his doubts were just right: "What do you mean?"

He didn't give Zheng Xingzhou a chance to continue.

He turned to Zhong Yucheng slightly anxiously and said, "Your Excellency, this is a bit too unreasonable, right?"

Zhong Yucheng had been watching their conversation with interest since just now, and when he heard Yan Xiong's complaints that seemed to be distressing, he didn't intend to blame Zheng Xingzhou, but changed the subject again: "Why did he want to blow you up to death?" ?”

Zheng Xingzhou stared intently at Yan Xiong's momentary anxiety and felt much more comfortable, so he procrastinated and said, "Of course it's because..."

"Could it be because of Ye Xiuyuan, Mister Zheng?" Yan Xiong interrupted suddenly.