his Mr. Yu

The atmosphere in the car was silent.

Shi Lan was sitting in the passenger seat, with that Mr. Zheng behind him.Li Yazhe has been trying to ease the atmosphere, and raised several topics, but the conversation was not long, and he was sweating. Fortunately, the hotel arrived soon, he picked up the suitcase, and he got off the car as if flying, and hurried to the front desk. checked in.

Zheng Feibai glanced at Yu Yan and saw that he had stopped in the hall, not intending to follow them, so he took a step behind Li Yazhe and followed.

Shi Lan had no expression on her face, with her arms crossed in front of her chest, feeling a little unhappy in her heart.Just now in the car, he could clearly feel that Zheng Feibai's gaze had been drifting towards Yu Yan.He doesn't know why he knows, maybe when a person puts all his mind on vigilance against something or someone, he can arouse such a sensitive perception.

But at that time, it was not easy for him to turn his head frequently to confirm, so he had to pretend to close his eyes and rest his mind all the way, keeping his unhappiness in his heart.

After a while, Li Yazhe and the others finished the formalities, walked over with the room card, and greeted, "It's done, come to my room for a while?"

Yu Yan and Shi Lan naturally agreed, but Zheng Feibai said that he was too tired and wanted to go back to his room to rest first, so he separated from them in the corridor.

"Oh, cool..."

As soon as Li Yazhe entered the room, he threw the box away, and flung himself onto the soft bed in a big shape, sighing in satisfaction.No matter how comfortable the first-class cabin of the plane is, his waist was almost broken after sitting for more than ten hours. As soon as he lay down on the spacious and comfortable big bed, the exhaustion all over his body rushed to him like a tide, and his eyelids began to Fighting, if his brain was not constantly reminding him that there were two other people in the room, he would be able to close his eyes and fall asleep in the next second.

He is not Yu Yan's kind of perverted workaholic who can spin for 48 hours and still maintain high efficiency. He is just a normal person, and normal people love to be lazy!

Do not accept rebuttal!

Yu Yan had already gotten used to his tired and lazy look, and pulled Shi Lan to sit down on the sofa.When Shi Lan entered the room, she took off her scarf, folded it on her lap, and leaned over to take a few bottles of drinks from the refrigerator.

"Don't drink too cold, it's not good for your stomach." Yu Yan took the iced Coke in his hand, took some warm water from a large bowl in the suite kitchen, put the Coke in and soaked it for a while, until it felt the same as normal temperature Give it back to him if it's too much.

Li Yazhe just got up at this time, facing the boss's blatant dog abuse for a moment, he was speechless for a moment, seeing that no one had warmed the iced Coke in front of him, he pulled off the buckle in grief and anger, and gulped down a few gulps.

If Assistant Li was here at this time, the two of them must have found a lot of common language.

"So, you took the same plane as Zheng Feibai?" Yu Yan spoke first.

Li Yazhe nodded: "Yeah, I didn't expect such a coincidence, and his seat is still next to mine. But we didn't communicate much, after all, I don't know him very well."

"Huh? Aren't you college classmates?" Shi Lan asked.

"It's true that he is a classmate, but Zheng Feibai... how should I put it, maybe it's because of his personality. I don't get along well with him. Well... the boss is familiar with him." Li Yazhe replied.

Shi Lan glanced at Yu Yan, "I can see it."

Li Yazhe heard that his tone was not right, and suddenly realized that what he said just now seemed to have caused a little trouble for the boss, so he quickly lowered his head and sucked a Coke silently, pretending that he was a quiet wallflower.

Yu Yan said helplessly: "Zheng Feibai and I are also foreign students who don't have a harmonious relationship with our family. In addition, Du Xijing often makes appointments in the library for self-study together, and we get to know each other after we come and go."

"Yes, that is, the boss is a top student, he goes to the library frequently, and I prefer to go to the stadium, so I am not very familiar with Zheng Feibai." Li Yazhe said quickly.

"Well, it seems that you have a really good relationship with your old classmates." Shi Lan smiled.For some reason, Li Yazhe felt that his smile was a little dangerous, and subconsciously looked at the boss again.

Yu Yan: "..."

He didn't know how to speak, after all, seeing Shi Lan's appearance, it seemed that nothing he said was quite right at the moment.

Originally, the two of them planned to invite Li Yazhe to have a meal at noon as a catch-up, but who knew that this guy would lose his energy within two seconds, and started squinting his eyes and yawning after a while.Seeing this, Shi Lan simply left with Yu Yan first, leaving Li Yazhe to deal with the jet lag first.

The north wind was bitter, and the weather didn't seem to be very good. When they got home, the sky was still gloomy and there was no sunshine.

Shi Lan sat down, turned on the TV, tuned to the news station, and listened casually.Yu Yan sat on the side, silent for a moment, couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Shi Lan: "It's nothing, I just... don't feel well."

Yu Yan hurriedly asked, "Are you sick?"

"No, I'm not feeling well." Shi Lan said, after thinking for a while, he picked up the remote control and muted the TV, then turned his head and directly asked the question he had been holding back in his heart since the airport: "Yu Yan, does that Zheng Feibai like you?"

Yu Yan was silent for a long time, then he nodded, "A few years ago in school, he did confess his love to me once."

When Shi Lan got the answer, which confirmed her guess, not only did she feel uncomfortable, but even more panicked.

As the saying goes, things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups.He knew early on that for such an excellent person as Yu Yan, why wouldn't there be an equally excellent suitor around him?

He sighed, and asked in a low voice: "Since that Mr. Zheng came out of the same school as you, he must be very good. What did he do before he resigned?"

Yu Yan mentioned the name of a top-ranked company in the world, "He used to be a professional manager there."

"Professional manager?" Shi Lan smiled wryly to herself, thinking that this is a coincidence. Our family is short of a professional manager. If we can invite Zheng Feibai, my dad will be able to relax.

But the problem is, even such a good company can't keep him, can he see Shi's company?

What's more, judging from his performance today, he obviously has no intention of giving up on Yu Yan, so will he accept the invitation of the Shi family to work for the rival's company?

"But I haven't seen him for a long time." Seeing Shi Lan's silence, Yu Yan thought he was still struggling with Zheng Feibai's confession to him, so he said quickly, "And I rejected him at that time."

"Well, I know." Of course Shi Lan believed it, otherwise why would Zheng Feibai look so resentful today? "I'm not angry, it's just... a little sour."

"Are you jealous?" Yu Yan was really surprised now, and was willing to be jealous for him. Does that mean that Shi Lan has already started to like him?

Shi Lan admitted generously: "Yeah, I feel sour when I think of him being your classmate for a long time. Alas, I have never been to the library with you. You watch those youth school dramas, library self-study It's the plot with the highest appearance rate, okay, I just missed it..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Yan stood up and wrapped the scarf around Shi Lan's neck again, "Let's go, let's go to the library."

Shi Lan: "..."

He grabbed Yu Yan dumbfounded, "Please, don't you, the dress designer will come over in a while."

Yu Yan took out his mobile phone: "I'll call him to change the time."

Shi Lan was almost defeated by him, and the awkwardness in his heart was also dispelled by his childish behavior. He shook his head and laughed, "Don't make trouble, the business is important, and there are only two days left."

The day after tomorrow is the official day, and there is really not much time left, so Yu Yan gave up.

At 10:30, the designer and assistants arrived on time with the dress and accessories.

Since it was tailor-made, there was no problem with the size of the dress. After Shi Lan discussed with the designer, there was no problem except for two accessories.The designer modified the clothes on the spot, left the clothes behind, and left with his assistant empty-handed.

After eating at noon, Shi Lan's sequelae of staying up late the night before finally broke out. While washing the dishes, he yawned, and physiological tears flowed out of his eyes, which he wiped away with the back of his hand.

"I can't, I'm getting old..." He muttered, putting the plate on the shelf to drain, "Old Yu, I'm going to sleep first!"

Yu Yan didn't have the habit of taking a nap. He was answering text messages on the sofa at this time. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Go quickly, don't sleep for too long, or you won't be able to sleep at night."

Shi Lan set an alarm clock for three o'clock for herself, and fell asleep in seconds when her head touched the pillow. The quality of sleep was extremely high, and she didn't dream at all.

It turned out that before three o'clock, he was woken up by his father's phone call.

"Aren't you still sleeping?" Mr. Shi said angrily, "Shouldn't you be going home?"

"Huh? Go home?" Shi Lan turned over with sleepy eyes, his head still not clear, and he didn't understand why his father suddenly told him to go back.

Doesn't it mean that he is more relaxed when he is not at home?

Shi's father said: "Yes, the day after tomorrow is the right day. Originally, couples should not meet before marriage. I let you live in Yu Yan's house for so long, which is very kind!"

It took Shi Lan five seconds to understand what he meant, and she was speechless.He sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, and said sarcastically, "What age is this? Why are you still talking about this kind of old almanac..."

"Respect the tradition, brat!" Shi's father scolded with a smile, "Stop talking nonsense, tell Yu Yan to come back quickly."

After speaking, the phone hung up without any explanation.

Shi Lan sat on the bed in a daze for a while, scratching her hair irritably.

After so many days, he has gotten used to the feeling of living together with Yu Yan, and now when he thinks of being separated, a faint reluctance suddenly surges in his heart.

He dawdled for a while, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then came to the door of the study room upstairs. He was surprised to find that Yu Yan was not working in front of the computer, but moved a single sofa and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the outside window. Tianguang reads.

He was wearing furry home clothes, sitting cross-legged on a chair, his hair was not combed as meticulously as usual when he went out, and his bangs hung down, making him look several years younger.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head, "Woke up so soon?"

"En." Shi Lan walked in, walked behind the back of his chair, bent down, clasped his hands on his chest, and rubbed his cheek against his hair, a little itchy.

"Dad told me to go back and said we couldn't meet before we got married."

Yu Yan paused his fingers on the page, pulled his hand upwards, and asked softly in a deep and magnetic voice, "Can't I not answer?"

"No, respect tradition." Shi Lan lightly pecked his ear, and the heat gradually dyed it crimson.

Yu Yan's breathing was obviously disordered, his shoulders shrank, but he didn't turn his head.

Although he didn't care much, since the elders asked, Yu Yan could only personally send Shi Lan back to Shi's house.

With one person missing, Yu Yan's house became deserted again. He couldn't read his books anymore, and he didn't have any job, so he planned to turn on the TV and watch a movie to relax.

And at this moment, an unfamiliar number dialed his phone.

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