The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became weird. Even Zhou Zhensheng, who had been carefree all this time, seemed to feel something. He lowered his head and pretended to look at his mobile phone, without saying a word, but the corner of his eye was always between Yan Xiao and Ye Fei. Aim here and there.
In the silence, Yan Xiao reposted the group photo to the group, and said calmly: "Just now there was a problem with the focus of the camera."
"Really?" Ye Fei's mischievous laughter suddenly came from beside him. He leaned on his chin with one hand and looked at Yan Xiao meaningfully, as if he could easily see through the shallow disguise.
Yan Xiao said "yes", and tightened his grip on the phone.
My heart beat so fast that it almost burst out of my chest. It was the first time that Yan Xiao had such contradictory psychology, and he was very afraid that he would see through, and also afraid that he would never see through.
"So—" Ye Fei rubbed the pillow in her arms, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "I thought it was Mr. Yan's poor technique."
The air stagnates instantly.
"Damn!" Gu Ruijia threw a pillow over and scolded with a smile, "This way you can drive, do you need me to make room for you two now?"
Ye Fei hid back, and Yan Xiao sat very close to him. With such a movement, his back stuck to Yan Xiao's body.
"Thank you, no need." Ye Fei had a thick skin, took a sip of wine without changing his face, and accepted Gu Ruijia's joke with a smile.
Zhou Zhensheng chuckled, choked his throat and said meanly: "Aren't you the clearest about Mr. Yan's skills?" He glanced at Yan Xiao who had a serious face, "Yes, Mr. Yan."
In fact, Yan Xiao didn't understand what they were talking about. His thoughts were still stuck on the wrong photo, so he mistook it for the camera technology mentioned by the others.
He has not been professionally appraised, and he does not know which range his true level is in. But thinking of the solo photo of Ye Fei just now, only he has the right to say whether the photo was good or not, so he nodded and said, "Yes."
Suddenly screams and whistles flew through the house, almost knocking the roof off.
Gu Ruijia slapped the coffee table so loudly that the wine flew out of the cup.
A few people became crazy, and sure enough, the big boss is the big boss, he can play!
Ye Fei took a sip of wine and choked it down his throat, coughing heart-piercingly. His face was slightly red, and he stared at Yan Xiao: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Obviously I started it myself, but in turn I blame others for not being reserved.
What is nonsense
Yan Xiao was puzzled, and was about to speak, but Ye Fei suddenly covered his mouth with his backhand.
"Okay, okay, stop talking." I don't know where I'm going to go if I continue talking.
Ye Fei was leaning on his shoulder, turning around, as if she was taking the initiative to nest in Yan Xiao's arms.
Yan Xiao lowered his eyes.
He was half a head shorter than himself, his face was white and small, and his eyes were slightly moist from the severe cough, showing a kind of obedience that was completely different from usual.
Seven years of secret love and half a year of marriage, the two have never been so close.
Yan Xiao's lips pressed against Ye Fei's palm, feeling the temperature of his skin, he suddenly had an untimely impulse.
He wanted to hug him, kiss him, and want him to be infected with different emotions because of himself...
But reason immediately jumped out to block this strong emotion, because I like it too much, so I can't bear the risk of losing it at all.
In the end, Yan Xiao just hugged Ye Fei's waist restrainedly, afraid that he would find out, so he didn't dare to use too much strength, and only hugged Ye Fei lightly.
Ye Fei really didn't notice, he was thinking about the photo posted in the group just now.
Because the focus was too far forward, not only was his face enlarged, but the edges were blurred, which was particularly ugly.
In this posture, he reached for Yan Xiao's cell phone and demanded, "Delete that photo."
Yan Xiao raised his wrist, dodging his movement.
"Okay, I don't look at your phone." Ye Fei thought that he didn't want him to touch his phone. After all, in today's information society, the phone is a person's greatest privacy. "You can delete it yourself."
Yan Xiao still didn't move, and said, "I'll delete it when I get back."
"Why wait to go back?" Ye Fei was dissatisfied, and pushed Yan Xiao, "Delete it now."
He turned his eyes around Yan Xiao's body, with the tails of his eyes raised, like a little fox trying to make a bad idea: "You don't want to threaten me with my ugly photos, do you?"
ugly? Yan Xiao felt that there might be a problem with Ye Fei's self-cognition. Where is it ugly, it is obviously extremely beautiful.
"Hurry up," Ye Fei couldn't help urging without getting a response, "Otherwise I'll really steal your phone."
Yan Xiao couldn't refuse Ye Fei, especially now that Ye Fei was nestling in his arms, his eyes were full of his reflection. He slowly unlocked his phone and clicked on the photo.
"Quickly delete quickly." Ye Fei didn't want to take a second look, and looked away in disgust.
Yan Xiao clicked on the lower right corner and pressed the "Delete Photo" option. Seeing this, Ye Fei was finally satisfied, and continued chatting with Gu Ruijia and the others without any psychological burden.
Unbeknownst to him, Yan Xiao clicked into the recently deleted album in the next second and restored the photos.
It's just a pity, why didn't Ye Fei continue to rely on him.
"Ye Fei, the stock you recommended last time is dead." After the wine was almost drunk, a group of people chatted around the coffee table. Zhou Zhensheng swallowed the double skin milk in his mouth and turned to look at Ye Fei. "My mother bought it too It rose a little, and the next day it rose a lot, and she regretted buying less."
If he didn't mention it, Ye Fei almost forgot about it. He logged into the software, and as soon as he refreshed it, he saw that the money he had invested had multiplied several times in just a few days.
It's a pity that his principal is too small, otherwise Yan Xiao's debt can be repaid by just buying stocks, so there is no need to work hard to negotiate the project.
Ye Fei thought about it, and almost a week later, the U.S. stock market continued to fall, and two circuit breakers were triggered in succession. This time, even the stock was not immune.
"Let's sell it in a few days." Ye Fei remembered the day of the circuit breaker. After all, it was a major event enough to be recorded in the annals of history. He couldn't remember exactly when the stock started to fall. "Recently, the situation is not very good."
"Huh?" Sun Qiong was taken aback, "No way, I think the current momentum is just right, and it can go up again."
"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. It's not normal for it to rise so fast." Ye Fei said a few words inexplicably, and sold the stock without hesitation in front of several people.
"Wow, you're really good at it." Zhou Zhensheng wanted to be strict at first, but when he saw Ye Fei's actions, his heart thumped. Ye Fei can be so clean, does it mean that this stock is really bad
Gu Ruijia, on the other hand, did what Ye Fei said, and immediately sold the stock.
"Stop the ink," Gu Ruijia kicked Zhou Zhensheng, and said impatiently, "Ye Fei can still trick you or something."
Zhou Zhensheng thought about it too. Although he was still reluctant, his previous experience told him that it would be better to listen to Ye Fei. He gritted his teeth and began to operate on the software.
Everyone has a herd mentality, and Sun Qiong no longer insisted that his friends had sold out. While entering the password, he asked Ye Fei: "Is there any other stock like this? I will not refuse."
"It's a good idea," Ye Fei glanced at him, "If I'm so accurate, I'll make a fortune from this."
Sun Qiong thought about it, so she stopped talking.
"But..." Ye Fei suddenly changed the topic, "I'm interested in science fiction movies recently."
It was also a coincidence that Gu Ruijia's phone rang as soon as he said this. When he picked it up, it turned out to be Song Wen, the director of "Overtime Redemption".
Hearing from a friend that an investor was looking for him, Song Wen didn't want to delay for a second, and even though it was late at night, he couldn't wait to contact Gu Ruijia.
Gu Ruijia had no interest in this movie, so she directly threw the phone to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei listened to Song Wen's humble and apprehensive voice on the phone, and thought about his grand occasion of being sought after in the future, feeling a little sour in her heart.
He didn't interrupt Song Wen's eloquent explanation of the script, but only asked some questions from time to time, implicitly expressing that he was listening carefully. Encouraged by his attitude, Song Wen calmed down a lot, and his tone gradually calmed down.
The two chatted more and more speculatively, and finally agreed to meet at Tianxi Entertainment tomorrow morning, and then hung up the phone.
"You're serious." Gu Ruijia's face was complicated, he thought Ye Fei was acting on a whim.
"Yeah." Ye Fei handed him the phone, turned to Zhou Zhensheng and Sun Qiong, "I have an appointment with the director tomorrow morning, if you are interested, you can come together."
"No, no, no." Zhou Zhensheng waved his hands again and again. If it's a comedy, he can add a kick, but let's forget about a sci-fi movie.
Sun Qiong also shook his head.
"Okay," Ye Fei didn't force it, he looked at the time, and it was almost one o'clock, "Then I'll go back first, it's not good to yawn and go see people tomorrow."
"Go, let's go." Anyway, he was almost drunk, and the few people didn't keep him. However, he was secretly guessing in his heart, where did this little director fall into Ye Fei's eyes.
"Oh, by the way, old grandson," Ye Fei took two steps and then stopped suddenly, "I need to trouble you to pay more attention to the matter of the house."
Sun Qiong patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, wrap it on me."
His family is engaged in real estate, and helping Ye Fei find a good house is not a trivial matter.
Ye Fei nodded, and pulled Yan Xiao out the door.
The driver had already been waiting downstairs. After opening the car door for the two of them, he asked Yan Xiao, "Boss Yan, how fast should the car go?"
Yan Xiao frowned, stared at the driver, looked at the driver at a loss, and said, "No more than seventy."
After following him for so long, why can't I even remember his habits.
"Okay." The driver started the car with amnesty, thinking that Mr. Yan is really getting harder and harder to serve. In the same road conditions, people who asked for seventy at one time and one hundred and two at another time did not know why.
The car drove quietly on the street at night. During the short 20-minute drive, Yan Xiao kept looking at Ye Fei, as if he had something to say to him.
Ye Fei had noticed it a long time ago, but he deliberately didn't tell the truth, it depends on how long Yan Xiao can bear it.
Facts have proved that Yan Xiao can really bear it. He didn't speak until the two got out of the car and got home.
Ye Fei was too lazy to take the initiative, since she kept silent, it meant it was not an urgent matter. He opened the door of the room and was about to go in when Yan Xiao suddenly called him from behind: "Ye Fei."
Ye Fei turned around: "Huh?"
Yan Xiao asked him: "Why are you looking for a house?"
Ye Fei thought it was something, he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Xiao, and said lightly: "After I divorce you, I will always move out. I don't want to go home and live, of course I have to find a house."
Yan Xiao looked at him quietly without speaking.
Ye Fei waited for a while, but when he did not speak again, she walked into the room and closed the door.
He checked today's news, and found a short video made by Song Wen on the Internet to watch. Then he put down his phone and prepared to take a shower.
He had just taken off half of his clothes when there was a knock on the door. It was a typical Yan Xiao knock on the door, with two knocks and a pause of five seconds, which was very regular.
Ye Fei's current situation is not suitable for opening the door, so she asked him directly: "What's the matter?"
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name with a muffled voice, "Can you not move?"
Of course not, it would be outrageous if they were both divorced and still living together.
Ye Fei threw the T-shirt on the chair and asked casually, "What?"
"I don't want you to move away." Yan Xiao said.
Through the door, Ye Fei couldn't see how sad the expression on his face was.
He lowered his eyes and said for a while, "I don't want a divorce either."