Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Su Yuyang turned his head reflexively. Seeing that it was Yan Li who had come back, he didn't look any further, so he turned his head away and continued talking on the phone.
Yan Li entered the door and went to the room to change clothes. When he returned to the living room, he didn't see Ling Miao. When he looked again, Ling Miao was still standing stupidly at the door.
Yan Li shouted: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come in!"
"Huh?" Yan Li's words made Su Yuyang realize something was wrong. He turned his head to look at the door, and his hesitant movements fell into his eyes.
"Small second?" Su Yuyang called out in surprise, but his surprise did not last long.
"Mom, it's true. He's not my boyfriend, he's just my assistant. Really."
Ling Miao was dragged in by Yan Li. He heard Su Yuyang's words clearly, but only half of the words remained in his mind.
Su Yuyang was still talking to his mother on the phone. Ling Miao didn't seem to realize this. He walked up to Su Yuyang and said seriously: "Su Yuyang, I am not your assistant. I have resigned, I have resigned!"
Ling Miao's voice was a bit loud. Su Yuyang wanted to remind him to keep it down to avoid being overheard by his mother and causing unnecessary misunderstandings, but it was too late.
Mother Su said: "Since I resigned and won't be your assistant, let him be your boyfriend."
"Ahem - I... Ahem -" Su Yuyang probably choked on his own saliva. He coughed violently and naturally put his hand on Ling Miao's shoulder. Ling Miao knocked off Su Yuyang's hand as if being pricked by a needle.
The sound of "Pa—" was clear and loud. Su Yuyang knew that his hands were definitely red without looking at him.
Ling Miao said angrily: "Take your paws away from me. Are you going to wash the clothes if they are dirty?"
Needless to say, Mother Su heard this sentence again.
Su Yuyang heard his mother say: "Xiao Yu, don't you wash your clothes at home? Don't burden others, you still have to wash your own clothes."
Ling Miao and Yan Li couldn't hear Su's mother's words, but Su Yuyang's expression was extremely wonderful, even more beautiful than a painter's palette.
Looking at the cold sweat rolling down Su Yuyang's head and his depressed and helpless face, Ling Miao suddenly wanted to laugh.
"Haha... Hey Yanli, why are you hitting me?"
Before Ling Miao could say the mocking words, he was hit on the head by Yan Li behind him. Ling Miao covered his head and was about to protest when Yan Li dragged Ling Miao to Su Yuyang's room.
Ling Miao looked at Yan Li in confusion. Yan Li had his hands on his hips, looking like he was scolding.
"You're stupid. Su Yuyang is talking to his mother on the phone. Is it really okay for you to always make a sound next to him? Also, do you know what his mother hopes most? She most hopes that her son will bring a boyfriend back. In my opinion, As his mother knows, you have already been on his mother's list of 'daughter-in-law'." Yan Li looked at Ling Miao sympathetically.
Ling Miao stared at Yan Li and thought to himself: "Damn, what's that expression on your face? You obviously want to sympathize with me, but you are also gloating and want to applaud me. Also, don't think you hide it well, I can watch you." As for the corner of his mouth, don’t tell me that expression isn’t a smile!!”
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" Ling Miao said "Fuck" three times in a row, perfectly venting his emotions at this time. He looked at Yan Li and said angrily: "Who is his wife? You are his wife. You and Feng Ji are his wives!"
Yan Li let out a long sigh, put his hand on Ling Miao's shoulder and patted it, saying regretfully: "It's a pity. Although my personality is masculine, my sex chromosomes are not XY, so it's impossible for me to be with him. Besides, my sex chromosomes are not XY. His parents knew about his sexual orientation. As for Feng Ji, hehe, to tell you the truth, I had competed with Feng Ji for Su Yuyang before, but in the end I lost so hard that I had no excuse at all.
Madman and Lao Su were once together, but now they have let go. Besides..." Yan Li's words stopped abruptly.
It was obvious that the key point was what came after "besides". It was obvious that Yan Li didn't intend to say anything, it was obvious that Ling Miao didn't intend to ask further questions, and it was obvious that Yan Li actually wanted to tell Ling Miao.
Besides, the person who entered Su Yuyang's heart was you, Ling Miao.
Yan Li did not tell Ling Miao this sentence, just as she and Feng Ji planned to not substantially interfere with the relationship between Su Yuyang and Ling Miao.
The door opened, and Su Yuyang walked in sweating profusely.
Yan Li took the initiative to give up the seat facing the fan, and Su Yuyang also sat down unceremoniously.
Ling Miao was originally sitting next to Yan Li, but he was about to stand up as soon as Su Yuyang sat down. As soon as his buttocks left the bed, Su Yuyang's hand pressed down on his hand with lightning speed, and then held it like a baby's little hand.
"Are you back?" Su Yuyang's eyes were sparkling, like the bright stars in the night sky. Ling Miao wanted to pull his hand away from Su Yuyang's palm, but he lost the strength as soon as he saw Su Yuyang's expectant face.
Ling Miao didn't know what to answer, so he just let Su Yuyang hold his hand.
Looking at the scene in front of him that could not be called romantic or warm, Yan Li felt a sense of joy in his heart. She quietly exited the room, and finally closed the door considerately, as if hoping that something would happen to the two people in the room.
"Madman, I told you..." Yan Li couldn't wait to call Feng Ji when he returned to the room and told Feng Ji about the situation.
After hearing this, Feng Ji just sighed: "According to Ling Miao's character and Yu Yang's emotional slowness, if you want them to understand the true feelings in their hearts, I will give you two words: dreaming."
Yan Li was not affected by the ethics. She lay on the bed with her feet raised and said confidently: "With me here, it's not easy for Old Su to understand his own mind? Uh-huh, madman, wait. Look at my results. I don’t believe it, I can’t handle these two people in this month!”
Feng Ji flicked away a string of black lines on his forehead and thought to himself: "Yanli, Yanli, when did you change your profession to be a matchmaker? Moreover, you are still an absolutely unreliable matchmaker!"
Feng Ji did not continue the topic. He changed the topic and said seriously: "Xiao Li, today is the 30th, and the concert is on the 1st. Aren't you going to rehearse?"
"Huh?" Yan Li was stunned for a moment: This tone and content don't seem to come from Feng Ji himself, right
dress rehearsal…
"Damn it, I forgot about this." Yan Li suddenly jumped up from his bed, "Um, did Sister Lin contact you? I'll call Sister Lin first, in vain~"
Yan Li would change his mobile phone number to another one when he returned to Chongqing, but the agent didn't know it, so the agent contacted Feng Ji - this is a common practice.
After contacting his agent and booking a rehearsal time, Yan Li came out of the room.
Yanli did not close Su Yuyang's room door, just to facilitate peeping.
Yanli opened the door a small crack and opened her eyes wide to see clearly what was going on inside, but she was disappointed - Ling Miao was the only one inside.
"What are you looking at?"
Su Yuyang's depressed voice came. Yan Li turned around and saw someone coming out of the bathroom with half of his face swollen.
"You want to rape him and get beaten?" As soon as Yan Li saw Su Yuyang's appearance, he imagined what happened in Su Yuyang's room after she left.
How ambiguous, how lingering, and so on.
Su Yuyang's face was swollen and his speech was a little slurred, but he shattered Yan Li's fantasy with just one sentence.
"He said he was your temporary assistant, and he would leave as soon as you left. I said I wanted to continue to employ him, and he could continue to live here. Who knew that as soon as I said this, his fist greeted me He came over and said, 'Su Yuyang, you just want to take advantage of me, I'm not here to sell you.'"
Su Yuyang sat on the sofa, frowning as if thinking about how to make Ling Miao stay; his annoyed eyes were full of self-blame; the smile on his lips looked helpless.
If you put these expressions on a face, it would look so weird that Yan Li would not dare to look directly at Su Yuyang.
Su Yuyang's low laughter sounded like he was crying.
"Yanyan, what do you think is wrong with me?"
"how could I know."
He said he didn't know, but he gave Su Yuyang a guess in his heart: "Maybe you are interested in your little assistant, but your slow mind didn't notice it. Could it be that you won't know until you lose her?"
"You won't know until you lose it?" Yan Li repeated this sentence in a low voice.
Su Yuyang saw that Yanli's lips moved slightly but made no sound. He asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"
"It's nothing." Yan Li smiled contentedly, stretched and said easily, "I'm going to take a shower. You can handle the matter between you and your assistant on your own."
Suddenly, the door to Su Yuyang's room opened, and Ling Miao walked out angrily. He retorted, "Who is his assistant? I resigned."
"Oh." Yan Li thought for a while and then changed his words: "I'm going to take a shower. You can handle the matter between you and my assistant yourself."
Yan Li took the bath towel and went to the bathroom, leaving Ling Miao and Su Yuyang in the living room.
How could one express the embarrassment in that atmosphere.
"Is your face okay?" Ling Miao was the first to speak in order to lighten the atmosphere.
Su Yuyang said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter even if my face is disfigured, I don't rely on my face to make a living."
Ling Miao complained in his mind: "It sounds like I rely on my face to make a living."
"Also, why didn't you check before updating?" Ling Miao asked as if he was lecturing.
Su Yuyang looked at Ling Miao in confusion. He didn't know whether he didn't understand what Ling Miao was referring to or why Ling Miao asked this question.
"Are you concerned about me?" Su Yuyang suddenly thought of a possibility, and his tone became excited.
Ling Miao snorted coldly, raised his head and said, "I just want to have a good reading experience."
Su Yuyang smiled and said sheepishly: "Be careful next time."
"What's next? Go and edit the manuscript!" Ling Miao raised his fist as if he was going to hit Su Yuyang, but when he saw Su Yuyang's swollen face, he put his hand down angrily.
"Small second..."
"I'm not familiar with you." Ling Miao interrupted Su Yuyang.
"Ling Miao?" Su Yuyang shouted awkwardly.
"Um."
"Will you still be cooking from now on?"
"Otherwise it's you?" Ling Miao rolled his eyes at Su Yuyang, "I will be the one cooking from now on."
Ling Miao said it naturally, but he didn't say a deadline!
Su Yuyang smiled for no reason.