Jing Yu, who was standing by, also noticed that these two people were really weird.
It seems like they are having an unpleasant affair.
Probably something went wrong between the two of them when they were living together.
She and Yu Zeyao exchanged a glance, and Yu Zeyao gave her a reassuring look, then stood up and said, "Let's eat first. It's almost time."
A group of people then walked towards the restaurant.
After lunch, Jing Rong went upstairs to take a nap. Jing Yu returned to the hospital, and Yu Zeyao went to the study.
As a result, Wen Yanzhi didn't leave and just sat in the hall.
It was already past three in the afternoon when Yu Zeyao came out of the study after finishing his work. He immediately saw Wen Yanzhi lying listlessly on the sofa and raised his eyebrows, "Haven't you left yet?"
When Wen Yanzhi heard the footsteps, he sat up straight in an instant. But the next moment, when he heard the sound, he slumped down again. He didn't even bother to turn his head.
Yu Zeyao saw this clearly.
Wen Yanzhi said in a bored tone: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do today. It's a rare opportunity for me to come to your place. You won't chase me away, will you?"
"Where is she?" Yu Zeyao walked down and sat on the sofa.
"who?"
"That girl just now."
"Someone sent it back." When Wen Yanzhi mentioned his girlfriend, he didn't have any strength at all.
Yu Zeyao crossed his slender legs and glanced at her, "When did you change your career to become an actor?"
"..." Wen Yanzhi was about to refute, but when he met the man's eyes that saw through everything, he immediately choked back his words. He also knew that bringing this girl here to put on a show would not be able to fool the man next to him.
"You still want to deceive Jingrong with such poor acting skills?"
"How do you know I..." Wen Yanzhi looked up in astonishment. At this point, he suddenly got stuck, his face full of regret.
Shit!
He actually confessed!
Yu Zeyao was just trying to be polite, but he didn't expect him to fall for it. His expression suddenly became serious, "It seems I was right."
"… "
"So... those nocturnal and morning erections you mentioned last time were all because of him?"
"..." Wen Yanzhi was so embarrassed that he couldn't even lift his head. Fuck! If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have come to complain to this person.
He should have thought long ago that this man was as shrewd as a fox and would be seen through by him sooner or later.
"Wen Yanzhi, have you been possessed by evil spirits?!" Yu Zeyao's tone became heavier.
Wen Yanzhi sighed for a long while before muttering, "Yes, I am possessed! If I wasn't possessed, would I be interested in this little brat? Would I be so upset by him that I could not eat or drink?"
Yu Zeyao had never seen him so dejected.
In the past, he was always invincible and high-spirited when pursuing girls. Breaking up was as simple as having a meal for him, and he had never been seen to look heartbroken or depressed.
But this time...
very different.
Yu Zeyao looked at him for a long while before finally speaking: "You deserve it!"
"..." Wen Yanzhi raised his head, "It's already this hour, and you're still making sarcastic remarks! Are we brothers?"
"Who told you to treat other girls' hearts as worthless? Now someone finally comes to punish you, you deserve it." Yu Zeyao stood up, "I'm going to Baiyu Palace now, so don't stand here. Jingrong won't come down."
He grabbed Wen Yanzhi's collar and dragged him away.
Wen Yanzhi also knew Jingrong's temper, and he could not wait for him. He got into the car awkwardly, and before closing the door, he glanced at the man next to him, "I thought you were going to beat me up, warn me, and tell me to stay away from Jingrong."
"I don't discriminate against homosexuals." "I'm not a homosexual either. If I were a real homosexual, the first person I'd like would be you." Wen Yanzhi thought that maybe he just happened to like Jing Rong as a person. It had nothing to do with himself or Jing Rong's gender.
"Then if I really get Jingrong, you..."
"With your limited skills, you still want to deal with him now?" Yu Zeyao didn't give him any face at all, "He is at school age now, don't bother him."
“…” Wen Yanzhi felt that his life was miserable.
Is it true that falling in love makes you stupid? He is a 28-year-old man, but he can't handle an 18-year-old kid.
———
upstairs.
Wen Xue is video chatting with Jing Rong.
Put the paintings in front of the camera and show them to him.
Jing Rong looked out the window, lowered his head, and saw the man downstairs. At this moment, he had already got into the car and drove away.
"Hey! Jingrong, you're distracted!" Wen Xue shouted from the other side.
Jing Rong pulled his eyes back from outside and said, "Let's practice some more."
"Is it that simple? No advice to give?"
"I'm saying it's too complicated for you to understand. Besides, painting still depends on talent."
Wen Xue's eyes lit up, "You mean to say that I'm very talented?"
"..." Jing Rong's expression remained calm, "You misunderstood."
"… Brat!" Wen Xue's face changed and she whimpered, "Can't you just encourage me?"
“I encouraged too much in the past.”
"Jingrong." Wen Xue put down the painting in her hand and said seriously, "Do you know that Yanzhi has been depressed recently?"
"No." Jing Rong replied calmly. He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand. Didn't he look very high-spirited today? He even brought his girlfriend to show off in front of him.
"Really. He drank all day and got really drunk. He ran back home in the middle of the night and scared my mom to death. When I asked him what was wrong, he said he was heartbroken."
Jing Rong's eyes flickered, and he was still turning the pages of the book in his hand, but he didn't read a few words.
Wen Xue asked him, "Honestly, did you give him some drug?"
Jing Rong closed the book. "Hasn't he already started dating? Today he brought the girl I picked last time. I think her name is Bu Yu."
"…" Wen Xue was silent for a moment, and then sneered, "Childish! Has he grown to 28 years old in vain? You don't believe it, do you?"
Jing Rong shook his head, "... His acting is really terrible."
Wen Xue held her chin with one hand and looked at Jing Rong, "Now I finally understand how Yan Zhi fell into your hands. Brother Xiao Rong, if you were 10 years older, you wouldn't have been able to catch up with Yan Zhi. I would have chased you alone."
“…” Jing Rong smiled faintly.
———
night.
Jingyu came back from the hospital and was taken to the Vice President's Palace.
After taking a shower, the man lay on the bed in pajamas, seemingly thinking about something.
Jing Yu walked over, got into the quilt, and was lifted to his chest. She asked, "Are you worried about something?"
"It's not a worry." Yu Zeyao asked.
"About what?"
"... Yanzhi." Yu Zeyao said, "He has had some emotional problems recently."
Jing Yu laughed out loud, "Vice President Yu, you are so busy every day, but you still have the time to worry about your friend's relationship."