Guan Qijun's face became increasingly ugly.
He was silent for a moment, then walked up and knocked on the office door.
"Wait a moment." Ou Renjin's voice came from inside the house in a neither loud nor soft voice. Then, about half a minute later, Xiao Yao opened the door and walked out. He smiled at the two people at the door, and his expression looked somewhat happy.
Guan Qijun nodded at him with a wooden face and walked in with the documents.
Ou Renjin glanced at him and said, "You rarely knock on the door to disturb me when I have something to talk to others."
"Sorry." Guan Qijun pursed his lips, "Because I need your signature urgently for next year's annual plan."
"Bring it here." Ou Renjin didn't ask any more questions.
Guan Qijun couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to break up with Ou Shaowen?"
In his opinion, he actually hoped that Mr. Ou could pay more attention to Ou Shaowen, and that they could spend more time together, long enough for that seemingly innocent and kind-hearted boy to be open-hearted to Mr. Ou, or long enough for everyone in the world to take it for granted that the boy would be open-hearted to Mr. Ou.
He didn't dare to say this idea in front of President Ou again, but he never stopped thinking about it.
"So what? It has something to do with you? You can't bear to let it go?!"
When Guan Qijun heard Mr. Ou's half-smiley tone, he couldn't suppress his nervousness. His fingers trembled slightly and he shook his head, "I just think..."
"It's my private matter, you don't have to worry about it." Ou Renjin flipped through two pages of the plan report, raised his eyes and curled his lips at him, "Just like who you will be with in the future, whether it's a man or a woman, old or young, I won't care about anything."
Guan Qijun shut his mouth tightly. He didn't know whether Mr. Ou was simply warning him not to always try to interfere in his private affairs, or whether he saw the cruel and criminal thoughts that had not yet dissipated in him.
Ou Renjin glanced over the document from beginning to end. The content of the document was what they had discussed in the meeting, and it was already perfect and impeccable. He signed his name on it in a casual manner, closed it and handed it to him. "You can go now. I have to leave first today, so you can leave work early. You don't look well, so get more rest."
"Okay, Mr. Ou."
After sending away this assistant who was good in every way except always interfering in his private affairs with an attitude of tolerance towards juniors, Ou Renjin was very excited and even impatient to drive back to his other residence which was less than ten minutes' drive from the company.
He called Aunt Zhou and told her that Xiao Yao would go to the villa to get some books and asked her to entertain him well.
Aunt Zhou's surprised tone when she heard this was also very interesting.
Then he opened his laptop and pulled up all the surveillance cameras in the villa.
Xiao Yao didn't let him wait too long. He soon appeared in the villa and greeted Aunt Zhou more relaxed and naturally than usual. He seemed to be very familiar with everything here. He smiled and refused Aunt Zhou's intention to pour him tea. "Don't bother me. I know where those books are. I didn't intend to bother Mr. Ou, but I have been looking for them outside for a long time recently and found that these books are out of print. I can only shamelessly ask Mr. Ou for them."
"You take a rest, I'll go up and get it myself." As he spoke, he stood up and walked straight towards the stairs.
Aunt Zhou opened her mouth, not knowing for a moment whether she should stop it.
He calculated the time to go upstairs very accurately. It was the time that Ou Renjin had determined that Ou Shaowen would go downstairs to help Aunt Zhou cook every day. So when he just walked to the door of Ou Shaowen's room, he just pushed the door open.
Ou Shaowen looked a little surprised. He had never seen an outsider in this villa, but when he thought about it carefully, this man didn't seem to be an outsider. Ou Renjin had forwarded his selfie on Weibo, so he could recognize this man's face. But what was he doing here now? Ou Shaowen felt strange, but he walked around Xiao Yao expressionlessly and prepared to go downstairs as planned.
"Wait." Xiao Yao called him.
Ou Renjin in front of the screen silently turned up the volume and enlarged the picture.
"Hello, I'm Xiao Yao. I came to the villa today just to make an appointment with Mr. Ou to ask him to give me some books. He has been busy recently, so I came here to get them myself. Don't think too much about it." Xiao Yao looked apologetic and explained.
This explanation is actually extremely damaging to most current boyfriends. Their inherent territory has been invaded, and their boyfriend is still maintaining an ambiguous relationship with his first love. This sentence is more of an extremely outrageous provocation than an explanation.
But Ou Shaowen just nodded coldly, thought for a moment, and reminded: "I've arranged the books on the bookshelf by color and size. You can just look for it. It should be easy to find."
Xiao Yao's expression was slightly stiff, but he had been acting for so many years after all, so he quickly got back into the plot, "I watched that episode of Battle Royale, you were amazing."
“Thank you.” Ou Shaowen said perfunctorily. He wanted to go downstairs quickly. Aunt Zhou was very efficient at cooking. If he went down later, she should have finished her work.
"You've been signed with Qimeng for so long, has President Ou only arranged this one resource for you? I think you can try acting, idol dramas and the like, which can make money quickly, earn a lot, and are easy to hype up. With your appearance, it must be very suitable." After saying that, he seemed to feel something was wrong and pursed his lips, "Sorry, I just felt that you seemed to be a little short of money when I was watching the show, so I couldn't help but persuade you. The path of an idol is very hard in the early training. Even if you are on the stage, the money you earn and the status you have are not as good as those of an actor. I don't quite understand why President Ou arranged for you to take this path. Qimeng has no experience and resources in this regard."
To be honest, although Ou Shaowen was not jealous, angry, or sad when he met someone who had been with Ou Renjin in the corridor on the second floor of the villa, he was definitely not very happy. He hated meaningless socializing with strangers. What's more, he mentioned Ou Renjin in front of him in a tone of disapproval, as if he was caring about him.
"If you think it's inappropriate, don't come and persuade me. Go persuade Ou Renjin. If he changes his mind, I will do as he says." He walked straight downstairs, and just after taking two steps, Xiao Yao's voice rang behind him.
"It's better to make your own decisions about such important things as your future and life. If you always rely on others, you won't be able to survive when you can no longer rely on them." This sentence was not within Ou Renjin's requirements, but looking at Ou Shaowen like this, watching him suppress all his emotions and behave calmly as usual, every word he said seemed as if his entire life was controlled by Ou Renjin, like a puppet who took the initiative to hand the strings to others, he suddenly couldn't help but say this sentence.
Ou Shaowen felt a sense of inexplicable irritation rising up. Once again, he didn't understand why these people kept coming to warn him again and again, from a high position, like warning a person struggling in the water to quickly throw away the driftwood in his hand. They said, you can't rely on this driftwood for too long, the driftwood will soon leave you, you have to think about the future, you have to be prepared.
Why do you always have to think about the future? In his life, the future represents the numb pain day by day, the emptiness of being unable to move and drifting thoughts, and the colorless and soundless laboratory that is like a vacuum. What is there to prepare for such a future? Now that he is so happy, shouldn't he just cherish and enjoy it
So he turned his head and said in a genuine puzzled tone: "When you can no longer rely on me, you will naturally find a way to live. Don't worry, those who can survive will not die. Now, I just need to know that I am happy and enjoy every day with Ou Renjin. As someone who has moved out of the villa, you don't need to come and say these things to me, we are not familiar with each other, right?"
Xiao Yao was slightly stunned, and Ou Renjin on the other side of the computer slowly sat up straight. He leaned back gently, putting himself as far away from the screen as possible.
During these days in the outside world, Ou Shaowen was actually changing every day. For example, at this moment, his reaction to Xiao Yao was completely different from when he treated Qin Yining.
In the camera, Ou Shaowen's expression was indifferent, completely different from the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at him on weekdays. Ou Renjin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He put his hand on his chest, lowered his eyes, and his expression could not be seen clearly.