"Is there a problem with your sexual orientation?"
"… "
"What's his reason?"
Xiaolin did not answer immediately this time.
After a moment, Xie Yi realized that they were not very familiar with each other and she asked too many questions.
"I want to go back." Xiaolin said, rubbing his forehead.
"You've been drinking and can't drive. I'll take you there." Hearing Xieyi's reminder, Xiaolin obediently took out the car keys from her handbag and gave them to Xieyi.
"I..." Xieyi waved his hand immediately, "I don't drive, let's take a taxi together."
So the two of them took a taxi to Xiaolin's residence.
"Does your throat hurt?"
"It's okay, I just have a headache and feel a little dizzy," said Kobayashi.
"You seem to have a fever." Xie Yi tested the temperature of her forehead.
"I still have cold medicine in my drawer."
"No need. I have a personal secret recipe that guarantees that it will work." After saying that, Xieyi went to the kitchen to find eggs and rice wine, and soon he heard the sound of the stove burning.
She poked her head out again and asked, "Xiao Lin, do you like honey or brown sugar?"
"Honey."
A few minutes later, Xieyi brought a bowl of eggnog, which is specially used to treat colds. He then watched Xiaolin drink it with a smile. He then left his contact information before leaving with peace of mind.
As soon as she left the building, she received a call from Wu Weiming. Only then did she realize that she had forgotten to say hello to them when she left.
Wu Weiming said unhappily, "Xieyi, you are just like a nosy neighborhood auntie."
Xieyi was about to refute him, but saw a man standing motionless in the distance. The man's resolute face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. He stood there, staring at a certain place upstairs. Xieyi followed his gaze and found the direction of Xiaolin's house. The face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
The next morning, Xieyi went to the rooftop to get some fresh air, but saw Xiaolin arguing with a man in a secluded place. As soon as she saw Xiaolin's expression, she knew that the other person must be the Yingsong she mentioned. Xieyi was embarrassed to stay there, and when she turned to leave, she glanced at the man. It turned out to be the same person she saw downstairs at Xiaolin's house last time. Later, Xieyi suddenly remembered that man. He was the driver who drove for Li Zeliang every day. Last night, he was downstairs, and he was obviously worried about Xiaolin.
The next day, Xieyi suddenly met the driver in the cafeteria.
He was walking in front with others, and was walking so fast that he didn't even notice the card fell on the ground. Xieyi picked it up, but saw him gradually going away. He wanted to call him, but didn't know how to address him. In a hurry, he could only call: "Mr. Driver!"
The company cafeteria was a bit empty, so her shouts seemed louder.
The man turned around and looked at Xie Yi suspiciously.
"Miss Shen, what's the matter?" He naturally recognized Xie Yi.
"Mr. Driver, you dropped your stuff."
At this time, the colleague next to the man laughed, "Miss, this is Ji Yingsong from the Human Resources Department, Manager Ji, not Mr. Driver."
"… "
Who says that the person who drives the car must be the driver
She embarrassed herself again in public.
On Friday night, it was Tang Qiao’s fifth anniversary and the law firm held a cocktail party at the hotel, so Xieyi had to go.
"Lawyer Shen." The one who called out to Xie Yi was the eldest daughter of Zhengyuan Bank, Huang Jiahui. She had slapped Xie Yi not long ago, and she didn't feel bad at all, so she took the initiative to come and say hello.
"Ms. Huang."
Huang Jiahui is also considered a socialite in the business community of City A. Her family has always been a major client of Xieyi, so she is naturally indispensable at such occasions.
"Long time no see. I heard you changed jobs?"
"I was just temporarily assigned to the Li family for a while."
"Oh, their boss and I have some friendship, so he can look after you." At this moment, Huang Jiahui's arrogant look was revealed once again.
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Huang." Xieyi thanked her verbally, but his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.
Huang Jiahui was not in the mood to chat with Xieyi anymore. She took the wine glass from the waiter and walked straight towards Li Zeliang. At the banquet, Li Zeliang was not very active due to his inconvenient legs and feet. At this moment, Li Zeliang was chatting with several businessmen. Not far away, the "driver" Ji Yingsong's eyes were always on Li Zeliang. At that moment, Manager Ji seemed to have changed from a driver to a bodyguard.
"Dear handsome gentlemen, may I join in your conversation?" Huang Jiahui interrupted.
Huang Jiahui quickly joined the conversation of several men. Her silver wrap dress shone brightly among the men's suits. She grew up in such an environment, so she could naturally bring out her abilities to the fullest. Except for Li Zeliang, the other men began to shift the focus of the conversation to Huang Jiahui, and they were quite interested.
At the party, many people wanted to take the opportunity to make friends with Li Zeliang, so people kept coming to clink glasses and urge him to drink. Li Zeliang almost never refused. He seemed to be enjoying himself and seemed to love drinking. In fact, he was a bit smooth in dealing with people, but his temper was too unpredictable. Those who had dealt with him all felt that Li Zeliang was hard to predict, and he had a smile that could keep people away.
After staying for a while, Xieyi began to feel visual fatigue from the crystal lamps and the heavily made-up beauties in the hall. She felt stuffy, so she went to the corridor outside to get some fresh air, but she ran into Li Zeliang smoking.
At this moment, Li Zeliang restrained his usual smile, frowned, and leaned against the wall alone, a look that Xieyi was not used to. He occasionally raised his hand to take a puff of cigarette, and after a while, a faint white smoke slowly escaped from his nose, and the sparks between his fingers reflected his eyes flickering.
Xieyi didn't want to disturb him, so he decided to find somewhere else to go.
"Miss Shen...!" Li Zeliang suddenly noticed and called her.
"Huh?" She turned her head to look at him.
Li Zeliang stood up and faced her with his hands hanging down, but the cigarette was still burning. The lingering smoke entangled between his fingers and then rose and dissipated.
He stared at her with an extremely deep look in his eyes, wanting to say something, and slowly preparing to speak. At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, bringing out the hustle and bustle inside, and the corridor suddenly became brighter, and the light shone on Li Zeliang's face, causing him to squint.
His face did not turn red due to the alcohol, but became paler as he drank.
"Mr. Li, do you have any instructions?" Xie Yi asked.
"Has your sprained neck healed?" He seemed to be concerned when he said this, but Xie Yi clearly heard it as a mockery.
"Okay." Xie Yi pretended not to understand, "I'm in good health and will recover quickly. Thank you Mr. Li for your concern."
Li Zeliang smiled and returned to the crowd in the hall in silence.
I met a lot of former clients that night, and everyone exchanged pleasantries. Xieyi and Wu Weiming were talking to a client when they heard someone calling out in a drawn-out voice: "Lawyer Shen..."
When she heard the voice, she turned around with a bad feeling and saw that the person coming was Zhu Anhuai from Huihu Bank.
As the saying goes, enemies often meet on a narrow road.
Wu Weiming frowned and muttered, "Why is he here too?"
"Who made him the young master of Huihu?"
While the two were talking, Zhu Anhuai approached with a glass of wine in one hand.
"Lawyer Shen, would you mind having a drink?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Zhu. I don't drink."
"Oh? Is this your way of entertaining guests, Tang Qiao?"
"Xieyi doesn't drink, so I'll offer a toast to Mr. Zhu on her behalf." Wu Weiming stood in front of him and wanted to clink glasses with Zhu Anhuai, but Zhu Anhuai dodged him.
"This gentleman called our lawyer Shen's name so affectionately. If he was a colleague, I wonder if this would be considered sexual harassment." He was sentenced to several months in prison for freehand writing, and of course he held a grudge about it.
Zhu Anhuai's words attracted the attention of some people around him. At this moment, Li Zeliang was standing by the table pouring wine, and Xiaolin was beside him. He had his back to the three people of Xieyi, and it was unknown whether he heard these words.
"Hey, Mr. Li!" Zhu Anhuai suddenly saw him.
Li Zeliang turned around and raised his glass in response. Xiaolin thought he would come to Xieyi's rescue, but unexpectedly, Li Zeliang said nothing.
"If you don't even give us this face, then why did you invite Hui Hu here?" Zhu Anhuai continued to pester.
In view of the boss's attitude, Kobayashi did not dare to say much.
If it were any other day, Xieyi would have immediately retorted, but today was a good day for the law firm, and he couldn't ruin his own place, not to mention that Zhu Anhuai had come here intentionally to cause trouble.