"Your tone is wrong, Lao Zhuang." Ke Mingcheng put out his cigarette in the ashtray and looked like he wanted to talk. "Are you really unhappy with your marriage?"
"What's so satisfying about fake ones?"
Yan Yan paused while knocking on the door, a little out of breath. He couldn't describe how he felt. Zhuang Yiyun was right, but it was uncomfortable to hear him say it to others so casually. He suddenly didn't want to go in and interrupt their conversation. He let Ke Mingcheng say whatever he wanted.
Inside the door, the conversation between the two continued.
"What do you mean by fake? Don't tell me it's a fake marriage. Are you on a prank show?"
Ke Mingcheng laughed heartlessly, but Zhuang Yiyun's answer was also somewhat nonchalant.
"Um."
"you… "
"Am I crazy? Maybe."
He had never told anyone about Zhuang Yiyun's family affairs, but they had been friends for ten years, so Ke Mingcheng had guessed a little. He didn't want to say it too clearly, but just said tacitly: "Just for...?"
Zhuang Yiyun didn't say anything, so Ke Mingcheng asked again: "So are you playing the game of keeping someone as a baby?"
Yan Yan's heart skipped a beat outside the door. He said this to tease Zhuang Yiyun, which was just a joke. It was a bit harsh to hear others describe him like this.
"No, he doesn't need my money."
"You know what a sponsor is, Lao Zhuang? He only denies one thing, that he doesn't use your money. Did you touch him? I really didn't expect you to be gay..."
"No, how could that be possible?" Zhuang Yiyun took another puff. Perhaps he was not used to the soft lady's cigarette, so he frowned slightly. "He was just helping."
"Is there such a kind-hearted person in the world? He should be awarded the Top Ten Young People Who Help Others Award."
Ke Mingcheng thought of the time he met Yan Yan in Liye. Now it seemed that the person he said those words to was obviously Zhuang Yiyun. His foolish brother thought that the other person was a warm-hearted citizen who was helping him out of righteousness, and he didn't even know that he was deceived. However, this deception was not necessarily a bad thing. Being deceived physically and mentally might open his mind.
Then I think of the one behind the curtain, one by one, Lao Zhuang's charm is great, and people keep coming to him. Is it that nowadays, the more people are kept away from others, the more popular they are, and people like him who know how to be warm and cold have no market
"unimportant."
Zhuang Yiyun stopped talking, finished the cigarette in his hand, stood up and walked out.
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Yan Yan, who was about to knock on the door and go in, dodged and hid in the dark of the corridor next to him. His reaction was completely subconscious. He didn't expect to meet Zhuang Yiyun at this time. He had a premonition that if he met him, all his disguises for many days would be in vain. He felt a little empty in his heart, like a feather thrown out of the window, floating and not knowing where to go.
Zhuang Yiyun's indifferent attitude and cold tone overlapped with the smile he showed when he held her arm in the banquet hall just now. The contrast was so great that it seemed like a joke. Yan Yan realized that not only was he pretending, but Zhuang Yiyun had also never revealed his true appearance, or his other side. It didn't matter whether Ke Mingcheng would expose him or not. If he wanted to say something, he could say it. If he was exposed, he would not have to wear this good boy wig.
It’s annoying, he obviously doesn’t want anything to happen with him... Is it so hard to get in bed
Yan Yan watched Zhuang Yiyun return to the banquet hall and followed him only after he disappeared from his sight.