In the lobby on the first floor, He Yurou had just met Vice President He and Manager Zhang in the lobby, and saw Jing Zhixuan walking with Su Mu.
One is tall and handsome, the other is exquisite and beautiful. The moment they appeared, they caught everyone's attention.
He Yurou walked up to her almost immediately, stepping on the same shiny and fashionable stiletto heels as her. Su Ruan called, "Zhixuan."
As soon as He Yurou opened his mouth, Su Mu's heart suddenly ached, as if it had been roasted by fire.
Only people who know each other very well will call each other by their first names.
Jing Zhixuan glanced sideways at Su Mu who was standing more than one meter behind him, pursed his lips and gave He Yurou a faint and alienated smile: "Come here to get the documents?"
"Of course not." He Yurou completely ignored everyone's gaze, and as she spoke, she hugged Jing Zhixuan's arm and glanced at Su Mu sharply: "I'm here to rub your car."
Jing Zhixuan's arms stiffened for a moment, and there was a little patience on his face: "..."
"I was meeting friends nearby, and I heard from my father that we would have dinner together at noon today, so I came over." He Yurou smiled softly, looking up at Jing Zhixuan with her delicately made-up melon-seeded face: "Let's go?"
Jing Zhixuan didn't deliberately push He Yurou away, he turned around at 90 degrees and took a step closer to Su Mu, putting distance between him and He Yurou, but he didn't get rid of the other party's entangled hands.
He looked at Su Mu fixedly, narrowing his eyes: "I have an appointment with Mr. Su in advance, I can't make it at noon today."
When Su Mu heard this, he suddenly raised his head to meet Shang Jing Zhixuan's unpredictable eyes, and then turned his gaze to He Yurou who was glued to him.
He Yurou, who was wearing a limited-edition Chanel sequined dress, even her hair was exquisite, obviously tidying up carefully before coming here.
Coupled with the naturally beautiful face, the snow-white skin that is more delicate than Su Mu's back then, and the soft and plump figure that belongs to a woman, such a woman is enough to attract the attention of most men.
After Su Mu took a shallow look, he quickly lowered his head, his eyes were full of humbleness, and the 69 yuan shoes on his feet were reflected in the depths of his humbleness.
He Yurou also looked Su Mu up and down in the same way. From the moment she saw Jing Zhixuan leading Su Mu coming, she had a keen sense of a rival in love.
Su Mu was good-looking, but He Yurou was equally beautiful, she didn't care about that, what she was worried about was Su Mu's aura.
At first glance, it is clean and dusty, but when you look closely, it is fragrant and attractive. It is like a rose that blooms in full bloom in the early morning sun. .
After poking, no matter how many fragrant and beautiful people are around, I don't want to take another look.
He Yurou gritted her teeth, and she couldn't describe it in her head: She couldn't let Senior Jing, whom she had admired for many years, poke at that flirtatious guy! !
Her eyes finally landed on Su Mu's street shoes with disdain, her body became softer, and she pressed Feng's upper body against Jing Zhixuan's biceps without any shame.
Full boobs!
He Yurou smiled softly and said, "Which company is the boss of Mr. Su? I haven't seen it before."
He Yurou opened his mouth, but Jing Zhixuan didn't speak, still standing like a pine tree looking at Su Mu.
Su Mu's throat was astringent, he clamped his legs tightly, feeling the rough texture of the fabric different from before squeezed on his delicate skin, it hurts: "No, I'm not... I... It's okay, if Mr. Jing I have business to discuss, so I’ll come back another day.”
Jing Zhixuan kept his eyes closed until Su Mu finished speaking. His palms tightened and his muscles tensed up. Just as he was about to speak, Su Mu’s phone ringing loudly from three hundred ducks suddenly rang. It rang.
Jing Zhixuan was so angry that he almost wanted to strangle Su Mu to death!
Su Mu panicked and took out his mobile phone and slid it on. The caller was 'Old Huang'. He suddenly remembered that the shop boy was still waiting for him in the reception room on the third floor!
It's so desperate!
Hurriedly covering the receiver and speaking to Huang Yaoquan in a low voice, Su Mu hurriedly hung up the phone, and when he looked up, He Yurou's hand had separated from Jing Zhixuan's arm, and Jing Zhixuan had a cigarette between his left fingers.
Looking at Jing Zhixuan's expressionless face through the smog, Su Mu said cautiously: "Hold, sorry, I forgot that the clerk who came with me is still waiting for me."
Jing Zhixuan shook the soot and locked Su Mu's eyes with bottomless eyes: "Did you bring the painting contract?"
"No, no. If you need to…"
"No need." Jing Zhixuan put the cigarette in his mouth and held out his hand, "Give me the bank card."
"Mr. Jing, I..." Seeing that Jing Zhixuan's hand had been stretched out, Su Mu swallowed nervously: "This..."
Jing Zhixuan raised his eyebrows sharply, and Su Mu quickly took out his wallet and took out his bank.bank.card and handed it over.
During the whole process, it was as if his heart was being grabbed by someone's hand, and it hurt even to take a slight breath.
On the one hand, he was worried about the pair of "handsome men and women", on the other hand, he was worried about the photo of him and his son who occupied half of the inside of his wallet.
Jing Zhixuan took Su Mu's bank card, took a picture with his mobile phone, and returned it to Su Mu: "How much is a painting?"
"..." Su Mu's mind was spinning rapidly. Too much or too little is not suitable, so he hesitated according to yesterday's price: "Three consecutive pairs are 40,000, and the big ones are... 30,000."
"Yes." Jing Zhixuan put the cigarette between his fingers again: "I can double the price for you, but the work must be completed in our company."
Su Mu: "..."
"Tomorrow, I will arrange someone to pay you." Jing Zhixuan did not give Su Mu a chance to breathe, and continued: "The day after tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, come and report on time."
Su Mu: "I..."
Before Su Mu could think of anything to say, Jing Zhixuan suddenly approached with a cigarette in his hand, lifted Su Mu's hair on the right side with his cigarette in his hand, hooked it behind his ear, bowed his head, and sprayed his scorching breath on him. On the ear: "It doesn't matter if you don't come, I will find someone else to draw your fruit photo."
Su Mu: "..."
"Or it's not bad to just print it into a photo and enlarge it and hang it at the company's door!" Jing Zhixuan finished his hooliganism, left Su Mu and resumed his "honest gentleman" and said: "I will have people prepare all the painting tools and wait for Mr. Su the day after tomorrow. Then~ Mr. Su, go slowly, don't send it off!"
After finishing speaking, Jing Zhixuan glanced at He Yurou who was looking at Su Mu, and said indifferently, "Let's go."
Everything happened so fast, until Jing Zhixuan disappeared, and the shop boy naughtily jumped in front of him, Su Mu was still in a dream.
Huang Yaoquan called Su Mu just now, firstly to ask about the bill, and secondly to ask him to come home for lunch.
Su Mu and the shop boy left the company and took a taxi.
The love nest of Huang Yaoquan and He Wenzhuo is not far from the calligraphy and painting market, just behind the market.
After getting off the car, Su Mu invited the shop boy to Huang Yaoquan's house, but the shop boy refused because the house was not his own, so Su Mu was inconvenient to invite more, so he separated from the shop boy.
The community where He Wenzhuo lives is called Bihuaiyuan, which is mid-range.
When He Wenzhuo was still in college, Huang Yaoquan got the house and decorated it up. He held a wedding here as soon as He Wenzhuo graduated, and Su Mu also came to attend.
At that time, Su Mu hadn't caught up with Jing Zhixuan, so he was so envious.
Over the years, He Wenzhuo was the person Su Mu admired the most.
Since high school, He Wenzhuo has been hurt by Huang Yaoquan's palm, although according to his age, He Wenzhuo is still one year older than Huang Yaoquan.
For He Wenzhuo, Huang Yaoquan didn't even go to university, so he came out to work hard. When He Wenzhuo graduated, he would have a house, a car, a husband and become a boss.
The ownership of the painting shop is owned by He Wenzhuo.
He Wenzhuo is like a Buddha, enshrined devoutly by Huang Yaoquan.
Su Mu always said that He Wenzhuo must have saved the Milky Way in his previous life in order to meet such a good man.
When Su Mu arrived at He Wenzhuo's house, the door was ajar, so Su Mu pushed the door open and went in.
He Wenzhuo likes bare feet, Huang Yaoquan spread a thick layer of Persian wool carpet on the wooden floor, even the corners were not spared, it was soft to step on, so Su Mu took off his shoes and went into the house with bare feet.
The house is not big, with two bedrooms and two living rooms, but it is located on the 31st floor. It is a duplex on the top floor with good light. The high-ceilinged living room and the five-meter-high French windows are facing the urban park. Excellent.
After all, Huang Yaoquan and He Wenzhuo are both men, so the decoration of the room is minimalist and very Nordic modern style, and the furniture and wallpaper are mostly light khaki.
Concise grade.
Huang Yaoquan was also in the painting business, and He Wenzhuo, like Su Mu, studied traditional Chinese painting. Naturally, He Wenzhuo's works were indispensable in the room. A dozen or so landscape, flower and bird paintings were exquisitely decorated.
In addition, He Wenzhuo is a romantic person who likes flowers and plants, and Huang Yaoquan loves his wife very much, so he raises all kinds of flowers and plants. In any season, the house is full of colorful decorations and fragrant flowers.
No place is uncomfortable.
Every time he came here, Su Mu couldn't help but think how happy he and Jing Zhixuan would be if they could have such a small family.
Coupled with his son Xiaoying, life is complete.
Walking into the porch, Su Mu immediately saw that the guy who saved the Milky Way was shirtless, with his feet on the coffee table, holding his couture in his arms, and stuffing ginkgo fruit into his mouth with one hand.
Sloppy.
Seeing Su Mu coming, He Wenzhuo lazily looked up at the clock above the TV: "Hey, it's almost here."
Huang Yaoquan from the kitchen came out and said hello to Su Mu: "Su Mu, here you go, eat first, and there is a lotus leaf stewed chicken, it will be ready soon."
"It's okay, we'll eat together later." Su Mu waved his hands casually, and when he was about to sit next to He Wenzhuo, he saw the little pink plum on his neck: "Cough... what kind of fruit are you eating? I haven't seen it before."
"Oh," He Wenzhuo kicked the fruit plate on the table in front of Su Mu indifferently: "Baifeng fruit, a specialty of a small island country, is delicious, try it."
As soon as He Wenzhuo finished speaking, Huang Yaoquan took a white vest and knelt on the sofa next to He Wenzhuo's buttocks, and took away the couture from his arms: "Good boy, it's time to eat, put on your clothes, so as not to catch a cold."
"oh… "
He Wenzhuo lazily raised his hands high, Huang Yaoquan skillfully put on He Wenzhuo's vest, and asked Su Mu, "How is Shan Zi talking?"
"..." Su Mu was stunned for a moment: "The other party said to consider it, but it may not be a joke."
Huang Yaoquan comforted: "Well, don't worry, anyway, you have work in hand, and there is an old customer who likes your paintings very much, and we should be able to talk about it soon."
Su Mu nodded and said, "Thank you." He was no stranger to Huang He and his wife's show of affection, which was their daily routine.
Finally, Huang Yaoquan pulled the hem under He Wenzhuo's stomach and patted it, bowed his head and kissed his forehead: "Good boy, I'm going to cook."
He Wenzhuo pushed him away, craned his neck to watch TV: "Well, hurry up!"
After finishing speaking, He Wenzhuo dragged Gao Ding into his arms again.
Speaking of He Wenzhuo's advanced customization, it is simply...
In fact, it is a puppet, with latex rubber filling and worsted cotton jacket, which has a unique feel.
The puppet is in the shape of a human, 1.5 meters long, with a lifelike face, handsome, strong and perfect physique, especially the dark skin, it looks like Huang Yaoquan at first glance.
and…
He Wenzhuo didn't put any clothes on the puppet, so he put on rhubarb-colored briefs and panties to hide his shame.
On the front of the pants, it says: I am Huang Yaoquan.
On the back of the trousers is written: I beg He Wenzhuo to do it.
Last year, when this thing just came back, Su Mu brought Su Ying as a guest. He Wenzhuo excitedly pulled Su Mu aside, flaunted off his high-definition pants, and let Su Mu watch the two caves with negligible damage. Regardless of the little chirp.
Special loss!
He is really a little villain spoiled by Huang Yaoquan.
A long time ago, the people around Huang Yaoquan tried to persuade him not to be so coquettish with He Wenzhuo, but Huang Yaoquan was fine, and said directly: I will not be able to coax the others he favors, what's wrong!
Later, this sentence became Huang Yaoquan's endorsement.
As a result, He Wenzhuo became more and more willful, more and more presumptuous, and also... more and more young and beautiful.
Back then, Su Mu also said similar things to Jing Zhixuan.
He said: Jing Zhixuan, I want to treat you well, so that you can't find anyone who treats you better than me.
It's a pity that he has Huang Yaoquan's heart, but Jing Zhixuan doesn't have He Wenzhuo's life.
snort!
After eating, Huang Yaoquan washed up and hurried to the gallery.
When sending Huang Yaoquan off, He Wenzhuo and his husband kissed for a while at the entrance where Su Mu couldn't see, and then let him go.
Hearing the sound of saliva, Su Mu was a little embarrassed.
And a little envious.
"What are you thinking about? You have a coquettish face." He Wenzhuo came back and sat down. After a while, Su Mu was still staring at the TV commercial in a daze: "Didn't you miss that bitch Jing?"
In the past, He Wenzhuo was afraid that Su Mu would be sad, so he didn't dare to mention this person.
However, several years have passed, and some things are kept taboo, but it is not easy to come out.
"No..." Su Mu angrily picked up a white phoenix fruit, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard, and changed the topic: "Old Huang really loves you enough, not to mention eating this stuff, it's the first time I've seen it."
"Hehe," He Wenzhuo took a small bite, almost biting his tongue so sweetly, he sucked his tongue and asked, "After that class reunion, have you contacted Mrs. Jing?"
"No." It was very sweet, but Su Mu felt bitter on the tip of his tongue: "This fruit is really delicious, I will bring some back for your grandson later, don't you mind, He Baba."
"As long as it's for my grandson, I don't mind if you pack up the rest. Here, there's still five or six catties."
Why didn't He Wenzhuo know that Su Mu avoided the topic of Jing Zhixuan, took another bite of the fruit, and said vaguely: "Mu Mu, Lu Qiming will return to China in a few days, and then we will get together."
"Still..." Su Mu's eyebrows flashed, and he avoided He Wenzhuo's eyes and looked at the TV screen: "Forget it."
"I'm going to meet you and I can't give up a piece of your flesh. Anyway, we get to know each other once, and we can be regarded as half friends." He Wenzhuo frowned slightly: "Besides, this person is really suitable for you, otherwise I wouldn't talk to you about it Half a year."
Su Mu's hand holding the fruit trembled slightly, then put the fruit into his mouth, and bit it hard again to cover up his ups and downs.