Thousands of years old silly white sweet

The day alone with Ji Xinglin should be the most difficult day that Dong Changqing has had in recent times.

He is obviously so gentle, every word is whispered, but Dong Changqing always feels an invisible sense of oppression.

In the afternoon, Ji Xinglin specially ordered takeaways for him, all of which were very spicy Sichuan dishes.

"You think you should like it, come, try this boiled pork slices."

Faced with his attitude, Dong Changqing could only eat.

In fact, Jiang Yan treated him in the same way, even more caring than Ji Xinglin, but Dong Changqing couldn't bear Jiang Yan, but could bear Ji Xinglin.

The reason is very simple.

Ji Xinglin is Xiujue's friend, and Jiang Yan is what Xiujue calls a bad guy.

So far, how Xiujue looks at it is Dong Changqing's basic criterion for judging whether a person is good or bad.

Finally, at eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Xinglin's cell phone rang, who was writing the score, and he answered the phone in front of Dong Changqing, "Hey, Xiujue, oh, okay, I see, okay, drive slowly. "

The phone was hung up just like that.

Dong Changqing looked at him eagerly, "What did President Xiu say?"

"He said he was done with his work and was coming this way, and asked if we had dinner, and if we haven't had dinner, we can eat together."

Good luck!

Dong Changqing laughed, "Then when will he come?"

"It should be soon, hey, I planned to introduce him to my junior in two days, but judging by his appearance, it seems that the company has some problems, I'd better solve it as soon as possible."

"what?"

"Wait for me for a while, I'll go out and make a phone call."

Under Dong Changqing's surprised gaze, he went out with his mobile phone.

For some reason, Dong Changqing stood up and followed quietly.

He knew it was wrong to eavesdrop on people talking on the phone, but he couldn't help himself.

Outside the door, Ji Xinglin's voice was still as gentle as water, "Irene, do you have time tonight? I want to treat you to dinner and introduce a boyfriend to you by the way. You should know him, the president of Xiuren Group, come with me He grew up, knows the basics, and is very reliable."

"Of course it's for the purpose of getting married. A relationship that isn't for the purpose of getting married is a hooligan."

"Although he is rich, he has no character. He is definitely a good husband. After marriage, he promises to treat you wholeheartedly."

"I will be busy at work. After all, such a big company needs to be managed, but I will be with you all the time after work."

"Okay, then it's settled, I'll send you the place to eat later, dress up well, um, goodbye."

Ji Xinglin opened the door and came in, only to see Dong Changqing sitting on a chair with erratic eyes, just not looking at him.

He smiled and asked Dong Changqing, "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I didn't do anything."

Hey... everything is written on his face, Ji Xinglin is a little embarrassed to fool him.

But there is no way, if you are sick, you have to be cured.

Ten minutes later, the two got into Xiujue's car.

This time Dong Changqing sat firmly on the co-pilot, no matter what Ji Xinglin said, he would not go behind, he was so firm and terrifying.

But this didn't stop Ji Xinglin from interfering with his already disorganized mood.

"Xiujue, I asked Irene to have dinner with us and introduce you to each other."

Dong Changqing's eyes were glued to Xiujue's body, scorching hot.

Xiujue didn't seem to notice, and focused on driving the car, "Well, I see."

Dong Changqing suddenly felt that his chest was constricted and he couldn't breathe, as if he was pressing down on a huge stone.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he opened a gap in the car window, and stared out of the window blankly through the gap.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiujue's mouth, which was fleeting.

Soon, the three arrived at a very high-end western restaurant.

This round is in Ji Xinglin's group, and he is naturally responsible for ordering. Taking advantage of his time to order, Dong Changqing tugged on La Xiujue's sleeve.

"what happened?"

"Do you want... to get married?" When Dong Changqing asked this, he felt that the air around him was frozen, and he was very uncomfortable, and he didn't know what went wrong, so naturally he couldn't prescribe the right medicine to solve it.

"Maybe." Xiujue turned his head slightly, and whispered in his ear, "I thought about it, since you have made up your mind to wait for Ji Xinglin to break up and get divorced, and to be with him, then I have to find someone to accompany me earlier ,What do you think?"

Dong Changqing couldn't understand this bright hint for a while.

He thought about it, and even thought it made sense.

Seeing that Dong Changqing remained silent, Xiujue stopped paying attention to him.

After a while, a woman wearing a dark green woolen coat walked in at the door. She was tall and graceful, with a light and elegant gait. Her golden curly hair shone brightly under the light. Her fair skin and deep facial features were all so eye-catching. .

Dong Changqing's eyes were astringent.

"Eileen, this way."

"Hello~Senior Brother~" Irene is of mixed race. She speaks Chinese very well. Her voice is hoarse but has a special charm. She winked at Ji Xinglin and sat down opposite Xiujue, "Hello, Mr. Xiu , I'm Erin."

Xiujue has been looking at Irene, "Hi, I'm Xiujue."

Irene smiled brightly, "I've heard about you a long time ago. There is a building in our college that you donated."

"You're welcome, just call me Xiujue."

"Being obedient is worse than respect, Xiujue."

Irene looked at Dong Changqing, "This is it."

Xiujue introduced it like this, "My younger brother, Dong Changqing."

He has always introduced himself to others like this, but this time Dong Changqing felt strange.

Everywhere is strange.

"Surname Dong? Aren't you brothers? Sorry, I really don't understand the relationship between relatives in China. Should you be cousins ​​or cousins?"

Xiujue raised his eyebrows, "Brother."

"That's right, no wonder, it doesn't look like that at all."

After that, Irene didn't pay attention to Dong Changqing anymore.

She and Xiu Jue had countless common languages, and the two had been chatting non-stop since the moment they met. Even Ji Xinglin couldn't interrupt, so he shrugged helplessly and lowered his head to play with his phone.

As a result, Dong Changqing landed in a very awkward position.

He looked at Xiujue and Irene, and felt in his heart that what the two of them said was so profound that he couldn't understand a single word.

Of course, Dong Changqing couldn't understand. Most of the time, Xiujue and Irene communicated in English, and only occasionally when they talked happily, they popped out a sentence in Chinese.

"You're admirable at wine tasting, have time for a drink?"

"Of course, I'd love to."

what--

what the hell!Also very happy, weird sound!

Dong Changqing inexplicably made up a plot.

The protagonists are him and Xiujue.

"You're really admirable at tasting Coke, have time for a drink?"

"Shut up if you can't speak well."

snort!

When Dong Changqing came back to his senses, the main course had already been served, and the three people except him were all skillfully using knives and forks, and only made a little noise when cutting the steak, so quiet that Dong Changqing was a little embarrassed to move Chopsticks are gone.

However, he still picked up the knife and fork and cut the plate vigorously, making harsh noises.

Let you ignore me!

Dong Changqing, who was isolated, subconsciously used this method to find a sense of existence.

The response he got was also very familiar.

Xiujue turned his head and frowned slightly, "Be quiet."

Dong Changqing's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he couldn't swallow the beef anymore.

He is very uncomfortable.

He wants to go home.

Together with Xiujue.

But Dong Changqing didn't do that. He sniffed and stood up, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Xiujue hummed lightly, expressing that he knew, and didn't tell Dong Changqing not to run around like before.

Dong Changqing silently left the table and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as his back disappeared, the expressions of the three people on the table changed instantly. The scene seemed to be that the actors of the crew were filming and the director called out.

Ji Xinglin changed from gentleness to excitement, Irene changed from calmness to cautiousness, and Xiujue's frown deepened, and his indifference turned into heartache.

"Did you see it! I'm about to cry!" Ji Xinglin looked like he was eating, but he was actually paying attention to Dong Changqing all the time. When his eyes were red, Ji Xinglin almost clapped his hands.

And Irene was a little worried, she asked Xiujue in a low voice, "President... I, did I use too much force?"

Irene is an employee of Xiujue Company and is about to be promoted recently. She is afraid that if she hurts the president's lover too much, she will be hated and have no hope of promotion.

It is difficult for two outsiders to understand Xiujue's mood at the moment.

He can naturally see how much Dong Changqing cares about him.

But he didn't feel any joy at all.

How sad Dong Changqing was, he was even more sad.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like for Dong Changqing to be alone, whether he would cry or be angry.

Seeing Dong Changqing come back for a long time, Xiujue couldn't sit still anymore.

"I'll go see him."

As soon as he got up, he was stopped by Ji Xinglin, "Don't go, you will fail if you go, I will go, don't worry, you two continue talking."

It's also amazing, you can use that expression to talk about company affairs.

When Ji Xinglin walked to the bathroom, Dong Changqing was walking out. His face was a little wet, and his eyes were red like rabbits. It was not difficult to guess that he had cried and washed his face.

Ji Xinglin pretended not to notice, and grabbed him, "Changqing, I'll wash my hands, wait for me."

Dong Changqing's voice was soft and a bit crying, "Don't...I want to go back and sit."

Fortunately, Ji Xinglin didn't let Xiujue come over, he felt guilty looking at Dong Changqing's appearance, and wished to tell him the truth.

However, they have already reached this point, and they must work hard to pursue the victory.

"Don't worry, give the two of them some time alone."

Dong Changqing drooped her head and leaned against the wall weakly.

Ji Xinglin looked at him quietly while washing his hands, and asked deliberately, "What do you think of Irene? Is it suitable for Xiujue?"

Dong Changqing didn't want to talk to him.

"I think they are a good match, and they have a common language. This matter is likely to happen. Irene is in a hurry to get married. Maybe it won't be long before I can attend their wedding. Then we can be the best man together." .”

When he said this, Dong Changqing couldn't listen anymore, turned around and ran to the restaurant.

Ji Xinglin hurriedly followed.

I saw that innocent and clean boy like a little rabbit, as soon as he appeared in front of Xiujue, he was hugged in his arms before he could say a word.

Tsk, I just said, it must be like this.