"Jincheng, what's wrong?"
Seeing Li Jincheng's expression was different, the colleague couldn't help but asked in confusion.
Li Jincheng came to his senses and shook his head, then said, "Can you give me this book?"
The colleague didn't know what was going on. He looked at him with a look like "I really can't stand you anymore" and turned around and entered the office.
When He Zhenxuan came back in the evening, Li Jincheng was leaning on the bedside reading a book.
This time, after Song Liubai suggested that he continue his studies, he gradually took the matter to heart.
He has always had a great enthusiasm for Song poetry, and he misses his college life. Therefore, if conditions permit, he is ready to submit his resignation to the school until the end of this semester.
"Jincheng."
It was already very late, and knowing that he was waiting for me to go home, He Zhenxuan couldn't help but rub his hair and said, "I told you before, so that you don't have to wait for me to go home..."
"It's okay. I have to prepare for the exam anyway. Besides, I always go to bed so late."
As long as he made up his mind, He Zhenxuan rarely persuaded him.
Thinking that there was no point in talking, he just turned around and went to get his pajamas.
Li Jincheng got out of bed quietly, put the gossip magazine he had hidden under the pillow in front of He Zhenxuan, and said, "I'm not doubting you, but can you explain what's going on?"
He Zhenxuan looked at the cover of the magazine for a moment, and then said: "It's that reporter..."
"What reporter?"
"That's the one you saw when you came to pick me up that night."
"Did you meet again later?"
"Yes, in front of the company, he said he wanted to treat me to dinner to thank me, but I refused."
Li Jincheng unconsciously stared at He Zhenxuan's facial expression. Seeing that he was holding the magazine with a slight frown and not speaking, and thinking that he had never lied to him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "So it's just a misunderstanding?"
"yes."
"That's good, but..."
Li Jincheng thought for a while and then said, "You'd better not see him again in the future."
"He and I barely know each other... Also, I will ask people from the public relations department to greet media reporters and ask them not to report any news related to me in the future..."
Thinking of He Zhenxuan's huge fan base online and considering their welfare, Li Jincheng waved his hand and said, "No, it's not a big deal."
He really didn't take this matter to heart, and He Zhenxuan was not an artist, so there was no scandal. This kind of thing would be quickly forgotten by people in a few days.
Seeing Li Jincheng turn around and get ready to go to bed, He Zhenxuan unexpectedly hugged his waist from behind and said, "What? Jincheng, don't you have any thoughts after seeing such news?"
He Zhenxuan spoke with a smile, and Li Jincheng turned around helplessly and said: "Based on your wealth alone, even if you are old and ugly, many people will still be attracted to you. Besides, you look like this..."
"What does it look like?"
"Bad!"
After saying this, Li Jincheng stepped on his foot vigorously and was about to run away, but was hugged by He Zhenxuan.
"Zhenxuan..."
He had a bad feeling in his heart. In the next few hours, he once again witnessed He Zhenxuan's terrifying endurance.
The next day, Li Jincheng felt that the atmosphere in the office was a little unusual.
His colleagues were always looking at him, but when he looked up, they would quickly change their gazes.
There was an air of gossip and excitement in the air.
Li Jincheng thought that what they cared about was He Zhenxuan and his so-called appearance on the cover of a gossip magazine, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
After school was over in the afternoon, he went to Rongsheng to pick up He Zhenxuan from get off work, and then the two went to the hospital to visit He Zongtong and He Qifeng.
Although he had already formed a grudge against He Zongtong in his heart, no matter what, he was always He Zhenxuan's grandfather. Out of the most basic etiquette, Li Jincheng would not be able to ignore him.
When they arrived at He Zongtong's ward, He Zhenxuan's second uncle and second aunt were also there.
He Zhenxuan greeted them politely, and then asked about his grandfather's recovery status.
He Zongtong's prognosis is good and he will be discharged from the hospital in two weeks.
As for He Qifeng, he is younger and healthier, so he should be discharged from the hospital earlier than He Zongtong.
He Zhenxuan now had nothing to say to his grandfather. After chatting for a few words, he was going to take Li Jincheng to the next door ward to visit He Qifeng.
"Zhenxuan, wait, I..."
"What?"
Seeing that he had no intention of sitting next to her and listening patiently, He Zongtong could only say: "I am not in good health and I am getting older... I plan to transfer part of Rongsheng's shares to your name, so... you can make full decisions. , handle all the company's affairs..."
A few days after the operation, He Zongtong looked older and haggard. When he heard him say such words and saw the expression on his face, for some reason, Li Jincheng suddenly felt a little pitiful about him.
Unaccustomed to it, he turned his head to the side, and soon he saw a scene that surprised him.
He Zongtong lives in a special ward, and the room is decorated like a luxury apartment.
Previously, He Zhenxuan's second uncle and second aunt were sitting on the left side of the hospital bed, and Li Jincheng and He Zhenxuan were sitting opposite them.
Now he was standing by the door and could see Uncle He Zhenxuan's hand on his knee.
When he heard He Zongtong say those words, he unconsciously lowered his head and clasped his hands, while his wife was squinting at his hands with a mocking look.
There is a disagreement between face and heart. In addition, He Zhenxuan's second uncle seems to feel unworthy of his son.
"You are in good health, there is no need to rush this matter."
He Zhenxuan probably wanted to comfort his grandfather in this way. Seeing that his second uncle released his hands and was about to raise his head, Li Jincheng quickly withdrew his gaze.
He Qifeng recovered quickly. Apart from not moving too much in bed, he didn't look like the kind of person who had just undergone a major operation.
He also had many friends, but the moment he opened the door to his ward, Li Jincheng finally understood what it meant that birds of a feather flock together.
A group of young people dressed in colorful clothes were hiding inside, smoking and having fun unscrupulously.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they had accidentally walked into a private club with complete confidentiality measures.
But no matter He Qifeng or his group of friends, they seemed to be a little afraid of He Zhenxuan.
As soon as He Zhenxuan entered, they laughed and made excuses to leave, leaving He Qifeng on the hospital bed. Due to his difficulty in moving, he gradually showed a constipated expression on his face.
"Jincheng, sit down and I'll help you."
Seeing He Zhenxuan walking out with the bouquet of flowers and a vase, He Qifeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Jincheng, I'm lucky to have you!"
Li Jincheng couldn't help but laugh at his expression as if he had been granted amnesty, and said, "Your parents are in the next ward, aren't you afraid of them talking about you?"
"They're used to it."
After changing into a comfortable position and leaning against the bed, he said, "By the way, what's going on between you and my brother?"
"Xiao Zhiqian! My brother's rumored boyfriend is full of news on the Internet today!"
"Who is Xiao Zhiqian?"
"you… "
He Qifeng looked helpless and was about to explain to Li Jincheng when He Zhenxuan came back holding a vase.
He Qifeng glanced at Li Jincheng with the expression "I can't help you."
When going back, Li Jincheng asked He Zhenxuan to drive.
After He Zhenxuan fastened his seat belt, he turned on his mobile phone and started surfing the Internet.
As expected, the Internet is full of news related to Xiao Zhiqian, but his name is bound to He Zhenxuan's mysterious lover, and the man who broke the hearts of thousands of Hong Kong female groups.
Seeing that there was a video above, Li Jincheng clicked on the link again.
In the camera, a young man about 23 or 24 years old with delicate features was being chased and intercepted by reporters.
"Mr. Xiao, I heard that you were the reporter who fell down and was picked up by Mr. He outside the airport. Is it because you met early that he was so friendly to you?"
"Mr. Xiao, I heard that Mr. He introduced a very low-key senior executive of Rongsheng Group to accept your exclusive interview. Are you very touched?"
"Mr. Xiao, I heard that Mr. He has come out as gay and married someone. Is that you?"
"Mr. Xiao! Mr. Xiao!"
Xiao Zhiqian in front of the camera seemed to be embarrassed by the wolf-like reporters. Finally, he stopped and faced the camera with a shy smile.
"I don't know Mr. He very well, not even friends, but Mr. He is very nice and kind to people..."
After saying that, he bit his lower lip, and when he looked up, there was obvious guilt in his eyes.
"I don't know if Mr. He is married, but if he is, I need to apologize to him and his lover. My behavior will undoubtedly cause them trouble..."
"Mr. Xiao, if Mr. He were not married, would you be attracted to him?"
A suspicious blush appeared on Xiao Zhiqian's face. After a while, he said timidly: "Yes, after all, he is so good..."
"Mr. Xiao, we just heard about Mr. He's marriage. You are so courageous, I wish you the best!"
Hearing the friendly laughter from the reporters on the screen, Li Jincheng couldn't help but be a little confused. When did Hong Kong reporters become so easy to talk to
However, Li Jincheng was quickly relieved when he thought that He Zhenxuan once said that his cousin was the editor-in-chief of a certain publishing house.
As for this guy named Xiao Zhiqian, what on earth is he going to do after directing such a big play
Chu Chu pitifully apologized to He Zhenxuan, invited him to dinner, and then again and again, she felt that she had a chance to be with He Zhenxuan
"Jincheng, give me your phone."
By the time Li Jincheng discovered it, He Zhenxuan had already parked his car on the side of the road.
At this time, his face was filled with undisguised anger.