Underdog Versus Boss

After Yu Ziqiang left Xie Qianning's house, his mood seemed heavier than when he first came, and his face was expressionless when driving.

He Fangguo didn’t come back with them, so at this time, there were only two of them in the car. Ding Xiaoran was sitting in the passenger seat and saw that Yu Ziqiang’s face was so ugly, so he teased him, "Hey, why are you always getting stretched? With a face, as if someone owes you money, smile."

"If it's just someone who owes me money, then that's fine, I won't worry like this." Yu Ziqiang replied weakly, his face getting ugly.

She knows what he is worrying about. Even if she feels uncomfortable, she still works hard to make him happy, "Okay, okay, the boat will be straight at the end of the bridge. What's the use of thinking so much now, it’s better to be happy, if In the end we really can't be together, so at least we have good memories."

Yu Ziqiang felt even more dull when he heard the word ‘can’t be together’, and strongly retorted: “Who said we can’t be together in the end, unless you don’t like me, otherwise we will be together forever.”

"You, sometimes you really look like a kid." Ding Xiaoran didn't argue with him for his strong retort, only teasing him, and suddenly realized that the cute man is also quite interesting.

"Do you dislike this type of man?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You don't like men younger than you, isn't it because of this?"

"I don't like men younger than me. There is indeed a reason. But recently I discovered that this type of man also has his cuteness. When I am in a bad mood, I have your funny teasing, not Is it good?"

"How do you say, you like me more and more?" Yu Ziqiang played his face over, no longer worrying, but pretending to be a ruffian, invigorating the atmosphere and not wanting to be lifeless.

Yu Ziqiang is in the mood to make a joke, Ding Xiaoran also let go and joked with him, "Beautiful you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, anyway, I know you like me more and more."

"I have seen people who are narcissistic, but I have never seen anyone who is narcissistic like you."

"I call narcissism a capital, you know?"

"I don't know, I don't want to know, you drive well, don't be distracted, safety first."

"Yes, wife." Yu Ziqiang was still joking, but he also started to drive carefully, but he didn't stop, "My dear, how do you plan to spend tomorrow?"

"sleeping at home."

"It's a waste of sleep, can we go on a date? We are officially dating, but we haven't dated. I'm afraid this is not justified."

"It makes sense, I want you to invite me to a big meal."

It's eating again-Yu Ziqiang has three black lines on his forehead, stretched a face, and asked helplessly, "Can you think of something other than eating?"

"I have the strength to think about other things when I'm full. Please invite me to have a big meal tomorrow, okay?" Ding Xiaoran didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said the true thoughts in his heart, and Yu Ziqiang made no secret of himself.

Yu Ziqiang didn’t feel disgusted with this, and even liked her unabashedly, took out a key from her pocket and threw it to her, “According to you. This is the key to my private residence, the one you’ve been to. Time, take it."

Looking at this key, Ding Xiaoran suddenly remembered the matter of getting drunk. Although he had accepted the reality, he was still very angry. He stared at him and asked angrily: "Why give me the key?"

"You are the hostess there now. Is there anything wrong with taking the key?"

"Well, I will accept it temporarily."

Mistress-she likes this word.

After Yu Ziqiang sent Ding Xiaoran home, he returned to his house. When he opened the door, he habitually took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. Then he sat down on the sofa and rested lazily. However, his **** was not hot yet, suddenly Feeling a pair of sharp eyes staring at him, making him hairy, so he raised his head and looked over and found that Zhong Minlian was staring at him, making him feel very helpless, and complained: "Mom, what are you doing with that? Staring at me?"

"Do you still know that I am your mother? When you call you, you not only don't answer, but also turn off the phone, what do you mean?" Zhong Minlian walked over, angrily training, and took out the posture of the elders.

"Then what do you call me?"

"Don't distract me from the subject."

"I didn't divert the subject, didn't I ask you what is wrong with me?"

Zhong Minlian knew that angry training was useless, so she sat down and said in a good voice, "Ziqiang, Mom doesn't have to force you to be with Xuefei, but if you do so, your mother loses face. Give me some face and try to associate with Xuefei, okay?" Driving love to this country.

Talking about it again, Yu Ziqiang was bothered by hearing it, and was tired of speaking. He didn't want to say the same thing a second time, so he stood up, walked to his room, and said as he walked, "Mom, you don't need to say Yes, I will go back to my room to rest."

"You stand for me." Zhong Minlian also stood up, shouting at Yu Ziqiang.

Yu Ziqiang sighed tiredly, turned back, and pleaded heavily: "Mom, I beg you to let me go, okay?"

"I didn't want you to do anything. I just want you to try to associate with Xuefei. Is this difficult? You used to be always willing to come to women, but now there is a good one that you don’t want. , I really don't know what is thinking in your head?"

"You think it's good, but I don't think that, don't impose what you think is good on me. If I don't say the same thing for the second time, it won't be possible for me and He Xuefei. You have to die." Yu Ziqiang Put aside the words and continue to walk upstairs.

Zhong Minlian caught up with him and said as he walked: "Ziqiang, it's better to be like this. If you and Xuefei have a good talk tomorrow, maybe--"

"I have nothing to discuss with her. Mom, I am very tired today and want to rest. I have eaten dinner, so I don't need to call me." After Yu Ziqiang entered his room, he didn't give Zhong Minlian a chance to talk nonsense. , Directly closed the door and locked it up. In order to prevent the noise from coming from outside, he deliberately turned on the music and turned the volume to the highest level to cover the outside sound.

"Ziqiang, Ziqiang——" Zhong Minlian knocked on the door vigorously, but no matter how she knocked, Yu Ziqiang would not open the door. Even so, she was not discouraged and spoke directly outside the door, "Ziqiang, tomorrow You free up time, I invited guests to have dinner at home, so you have to stay with the guests!"

After Zhong Minlian finished speaking, he heard the deafening music coming from inside. Even if she yelled her throat, the people inside couldn't hear her, so she stopped shouting and just did it.

She will get up early tomorrow morning to watch, see where he can go?

Yu Ziqiang turned on the music for a while, then turned it off, and found that there was no Zhong Minlian's voice outside, and then he lay down on the bed relaxedly. He didn't know what Zhong Minlian said just now. He thought that Ding Xiaoran was cute. His smiling face slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Yu Ziqiang did not get up as early as yesterday, but only got up at nine o'clock in the morning. Who knew that when he got up, what he hated had already happened.

Zhong Minlian deliberately asked He Xuefei and Huo Qingju to come to their house early in the morning. The three of them sat on the sofa in the lobby and watched, just waiting for Yu Ziqiang to get up.

When Huo Qingju saw Yu Ziqiang coming down from the stairs, he immediately gave He Xuefei a look, suggesting that she was more positive.

He Xuefei couldn't help but plucked up the courage and said, "Ziqiang, good morning."

Yu Ziqiang didn't like this greeting. He sternly asked, "I was what I said at the temple that day, don't you understand?"

"I--I understand." He Xuefei was frightened by Yu Ziqiang's seriousness, but he lowered his head only promise, and didn't dare to refute too arrogantly.

"Since you understand, why bother with me?"

"I--"

Zhong Min Lian couldn't bear Yu Ziqiang talking to He Xuefei like this, and severely reprimanded him, "Ziqiang, what medicine did you take wrong early in the morning, so fierce Xuefei, she didn't provoke you?"

"Mom, you also know that it's early in the morning, why do you want me to see the disgusting person?" Yu Ziqiang said too much. Even if he knew it was hurtful, he had to say it, and he didn't want to drag his feet. Up.

"How do you speak, you have no education at all."

"You don’t need to be educated when you meet a disgusting person, a disgusting person. How many times do you have to tell me, I don’t like her, I hate her, I feel nauseous with her, you want me to If a woman gets married, it's better to tell me to die."

"You shut up, you weren't like this before. Recently, you have been with that woman named Ding Xiaoran. You have become worse and worse. I will never allow you to be with that woman anymore. Medicine can be saved."

"You are the one who can't be saved. Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you." Yu Ziqiang didn't want to argue with Zhong Minlian, walked up to He Xuefei, stared at her sharply, and satirized her with stern words. He Xuefei, if you are still a little bit ashamed, don’t show up in front of me again, being insulted like this, scolded like this, and stalked like this, you give me the feeling that you are guilty and getting nasty. For slut, I won’t feel anything. Don’t force me to scold you with more ugly words?"

"I, I didn't, I'm not—" He Xuefei wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain, so she could only cry sadly, holding all the grievances in her heart.

"No matter what you are, I won't like you, huh. Mom, I won't come back to live recently. I will go out to get some air so that I won't see some people upset." Yu Ziqiang didn't want to see He Xuefei anymore, and said something cruel. Leave.

"Ziqiang, you come back for me." Zhong Minlian shouted to Yu Ziqiang, but in the end he couldn't call her back, so he could only sigh helplessly, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

He Xuefei couldn't stand it anymore, and ran out crying, unwilling to stay here again.

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