Although Xie Ling's request was very strange, Zhou Xiang knew that their President Xie was not an ordinary person.
Looking at Xie Ling's stretched out thin arm, Zhou Xiang took a deep breath and pinched it hard.
It's pain, not a dream.
Xie Ling's expression did not change, only his eyes showed shock.
He casually sent the project manager who followed him and agreed to allocate funds to fill the loophole that the second brother lost.
Xie Ling glanced outside, took out a thin plush blanket from his rest room, and walked out.
He used to look forward to his new younger brother. The second younger brother, who is related to blood, did not welcome his eldest brother. His biological mother died early, and his father was addicted to his lover. Xie Ling was actually looking forward to the arrival of Xiao Rongjing. But maybe from the first day they met, seeing the sincerity and fear in Xiao Rongjing's eyes, it was already doomed that they could not be brothers in this life.
The fact is also true. In the past ten years, they have drifted farther and farther and become strangers.
Xie Ling gently covered Rong Jing with the blanket, looking at his child wrapped in a furry blanket, looking very soft, not at all indifferent to the usual meeting, Xie Ling looked complicated.
Such a peaceful relationship is somewhat unreal.
Rong Jing got up early today and was really sleepy at this time.
Half of his face sank into the sofa, and he didn't notice the changes in the outside world at all. The incandescent light above his head hit him. Because of his deep sleep, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and the long and dense eyelashes cast fine shadows. The breath of alienation gradually disappeared.
It's just that there is not much space on the sofa, and the legs wrapped in slacks are uncomfortable in the space, and Rong Jing's brows are wrinkled.
Xie Ling moved the coffee table so that Rong Jing could stretch his legs, and then asked Zhou Xiang to dim the lights.
Xie Ling looked at Hui Rongjing's sleeping face coldly again, and suddenly said, "Little brother, something has really changed."
Zhou Xiang: "Then do you like the young master before the change, or the current one?"
Xie Ling did not answer directly, it was his younger brother, how to compare.
but…
"If it was the former Rongjing, maybe I would never be able to wait for this day."
Rong Jing woke up slowly. Every time he woke up, he would be empty for a few minutes. In these few minutes, everything he did was in slow motion.
The lights were not turned on in the room, only the slanting sun by the window shone in, shrouding the fierce man in the office not far away in the twilight, pulling his shadow long and lonely.
Rong Jing didn't make a move, just watched dumbly until his sanity slowly recovered.
Xu Shi found that Rong Jing woke up, and the man came over and said coldly, "Don't you know how to cover up with a quilt when you fell asleep?" After speaking, he took the blanket off Rong Jing's body and handed it to Zhou Xiang.
Zhou Xiang was very efficient. He immediately called to notify the image team who had been waiting for a long time downstairs, and immediately made suitable shapes for the brothers upstairs and rushed to the banquet venue.
Rong Jing looked at the time and knew that he was going to be late: "Why don't you call me up?"
Xie Ling kept his mouth shut and couldn't bear to disturb the younger brother's sleep, but said, "I'm busy, who has time to take care of you."
Rong Jing still remembered that before he went to bed, the lights were bright, but now it was dark, and Xie Ling had been working in this situation, Rong Jing's eyes were a little sour, and the warmth was about to overflow.
"Brother, please trouble you."
Xie Ling found that Rong Jing's eyes seemed to be sad, as if he was looking for a small beast to rely on.
He had never seen Rong Jing who was no longer covered in thorns, Xie Ling softened his eyes and rubbed his little brother's fluffy hair: "Since you call me big brother, what nonsense are you talking about."
Rong Jing smiled, you are too poisonous every time you talk, it is really easy to cause misunderstanding.
The styling team has come over, and they have sent Xie Ling's custom-made clothes over, Xie Ling is choosing.
Seeing Xie Ling picking clothes as sharp and serious as on the battlefield, the surrounding staff were very nervous.
Only Rong Jing smiled, he came to a strange world and lost his relatives and friends, but God compensated him in another way.
Xie Ling chose a black suit that was cut smoothly and ironed without even a single fold for Rong Jing: "You wear this suit."
Rong Jing: "But I bought it myself."
Xie Ling threw a look at him, which meant that I threw you out, or I threw you out with your clothes.
Every time Rong Jing came into contact with Xie Ling deeply, he felt that the original owner was so afraid of big brother, it was definitely not for no reason, he really doubted that Xie Ling's temperament might end up alone.
Xie Ling chose Rong Jing's first, and it was his turn to struggle for a long time. He had already stretched out the usual black dress. Thinking that Rong Jing said he was old-fashioned, he turned abruptly and chose a khaki suit.
Rong Jing found that Xie Ling's selection actually fit very well, as if it was made to order: "It's just right?"
Xie Ling: "It's a coincidence."
Jung Kyung: "Oh."
I didn't say you did it on purpose.
The two sets that Xie Ling chose were only in different colors. They were a series, both with lapel collars, which were exquisite and elegant for formal occasions. The one he bought himself was a lapel collar, which was more casual.
Xie Ling watched his younger brother put on the suit he had ordered, and his expression softened a little.
New ones are ordered every year, and finally have the opportunity to send them out!
Xie Ling got into the car with satisfaction, and said to Rong Jing, who got in the car behind: "You look like a person when you dress like this."
Rong Jing: "… "
Brother, you speak well.
The Xie family's dinner this time was mainly to celebrate the tin wedding of the head of the Xie family, Xie Zhanhong, and his wife, Han Lianmei.
The Xie family is a famous real estate tycoon who ranks among the richest people in Forbes all year round. This time, the venue is not in the Xie family's home, but in a annex in the suburbs. This is a Russian-style venue like an ancient castle. The banquet venue can only be reached after a long lawn.
There is an endless stream of guests, all guests need to hold invitations, and only one companion can enter.
When Rong Jing and the others arrived, it was already a little late, and most of the guests had already arrived at the venue ahead of schedule.
As soon as Xie Ling entered, his very discriminating face was quickly surrounded by people who knew him, warmly greeted and congratulated his father on a happy marriage.
The guests all know that this is the first heir to the Xie family. Now only 33 years old, he has already made many successful gold acquisitions.
Naturally, Rong Jing was completely ignored. The original owner had never appeared in public. Everyone only knew that the Xie family had a young master of the oil bottle brought by Mrs. Xie, but they had never seen the real person.
Rong Jing didn't like this kind of occasion very much either, so when he looked around, he saw a suspected acquaintance. At the long table, the young man nibbled on the cake as if no one else was beside him, and whispered something to the mobile phone, a bit like the Ji Leping he met at school.
It's a little far away, and Rong Jing can't see it clearly, but he just feels that this person is out of tune with the whole banquet, and he is more like a person who strayed into the scene.
He hadn't seen the original owner's mother, Han Lianmei, and the banquet had not yet started, so he should be preparing in the dressing room.
Rong Jing's heart beat faster at the thought of facing the original owner's mother who might expose him at any time.
Seeing that Xie Ling was entangled, Rong Jing had no time to take care of himself, and silently lowered his sense of existence.
He showed his face and exited the venue. He walked on the flagstone road with green grass according to the memory of the original owner. The street lights along the way were shining brightly in front of him. Small bugs swayed around the lights. Rong Jing breathed the smell of green grass outside and felt relaxed and happy.
Rong Jing didn't leave for a long time when he heard a group of people laughing badly. He remembered that there used to be a swimming pool with various functions here.
It's just that I didn't see Ershao Xie today. It was a group of young men and women who came here, and they should be the guests of this banquet.
Some young guests are not used to the atmosphere of the banquet, and servants will bring them here to relax.
The faint blue light shines on the five sparkling swimming pools. There are several large umbrellas on the terrace between the swimming pools. Young men and women are dancing or laughing ambiguous by the pool.
It was just mixed with this discordant moan of pain. There was a shirtless, yellow-haired Alpha in swimming trunks grabbing the head of a slender but not weak boy. The boy was wearing the uniform of a banquet waiter. Pulled hard.
Huang Mao tugged at the boy's hair, pressed him into the water, and his mouth kept exploding: "I like you, it's your honor, don't be ashamed, you can't take it off, if you don't take it off, you will die. More exciting things are waiting for you!"
Huang Mao counted the time, and when the boy was about to hold his breath, he fished him out. Before the boy could breathe, he was pushed back into the water again.
In such a reciprocating cycle, the young men and women who were intoxicated with money around them seemed to have not seen this scene.
Wu Fuyu lay casually on the reclining chair, surrounded by men and women laughing with him.
He was still describing the smell of the best Omega that he smelled in Maya Shopping City that day. He took out a cigarette, and a winking Omega stepped forward and lit the cigarette butt for him.
Wu Fuyu was full of aftertastes, and said slyly: "You don't know how charming the taste is, I almost fell for it."
Everyone laughed and couldn't imagine it: "Prince, I can describe it again."
At this moment, the young man was pressed into the swimming pool water by the yellow hair again, and his head was completely submerged, looking like he was about to die.
Wu Fuyu just wanted to remind Huang Mao not to play too much, it wouldn't look good if other people's tin wedding banquet happened.
Wu Fuyu suddenly stopped joking. He saw a man in a black suit standing behind Huang Mao, with a delicate body from head to toe. Wu Fuyu saw the man's face, sat up straight, and widened his eyes. , I didn't even feel the ash falling on my thighs.
Rong Jing stood behind Huang Mao who was still unaware, like a messenger from hell.
He picked up Huang Mao, kicked him into the pool with one foot, and hugged the dying boy. The boy's nose and mouth were full of water. He coughed violently and leaned against his chest weakly. Rong Jing asked softly, "Are you alright."
Huang Mao fell into the water, and the huge waves that splashed wet the bodies of a group of men and women who were high.
Everyone stopped and stared blankly at Rong Jing, the uninvited guest.
On the other side, Xie Ling, who found that his younger brother was missing, told Zhou Xiang to find someone, so that he would not be bullied.
Zhou Xiang looked around, and finally saw Rong Jing standing by the pool. Before he took a closer look, he found that their young master had kicked a yellow hair directly into the pool.
President Xie, young master, probably, maybe, maybe, won't be bullied.
Only he bullied others.
At this moment, Wu Fuyu, who had reacted, suddenly jumped up from the reclining chair, just in time to see Zhou Xiang coming.
Pointing at Rong Jing, he shouted loudly: "Zhou Xiang, it's him!!!"
Damn him!
Stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to look, this bastard has been delivered to the door himself!
Zhou Xiang didn't react for a while, he didn't know what Wu Fuyu was talking about.
But good assistants can infer other things.
what!
The young master is the Godzilla you are looking for!
Everyone's focus was on Rong Jing and Wu Fuyu, and no one noticed the boy in Rong Jing's arms.
He opened his eyes weakly and looked at Rong Jing in his hazy vision.
He took the risk and disguised himself, and was caught by these second ancestors before he achieved his goal, and he was almost exposed just now.
The probability of 79.9999% can be raised to 99.9999%.
He found the man!