Su Yuyang rested his left elbow on the table next to him, supporting his chin with the back of his hand; his right leg was placed on his left leg, and his right hand was placed casually on his right thigh; his body was slightly tilted against the back of the chair; his whole person exuded a sense of laziness. Lazy, but those eyes are cunning.
Ling Miao was quite different in stature from Su Yuyang, but he was standing after all, so Su Yuyang could only look at Ling Miao's face from bottom to top, and he could see all the changes in Ling Miao's expression.
Ling Miao looked down at his phone, the wrinkles between his eyebrows getting deeper and deeper. His fingers kept sliding around on the screen. It took about a minute before he put the phone back into his pocket.
Ling Miao took a slow breath, took a step forward, and then stood upright in front of Su Yuyang.
Su Yuyang had doubts in his eyes, and just when he was about to ask, Ling Miao shouted at him: "Su Yuyang, you big bastard!"
Once again being called a bastard by Ling Miao, Su Yuyang felt unjust and more naturally puzzled: Why am I a bastard for protecting my privacy
Su Yuyang sat up straight and prepared to argue with Ling Miao. Ling Miao roared again: "Su Yuyang, you are not only a bastard but also an idiot! Don't you care about your privacy? Then who am I, Aite? You don't know someone of yours Do these fans really want to know everything about you? Don’t you Aite push me to the forefront? So... what are you looking at? Why don’t you delete that Weibo post of yours! I’ll change my Weibo now Name!" At this time, Ling Miao was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He grinned and waved his claws to teach the person who stepped on his tail a lesson.
After venting the anger in his stomach, Ling Miao let out a heavy breath. Ling Miao's chest rose and fell slightly, and the sound of his breathing could be clearly heard. However, Ling Miao said the words just now without pausing or gasping for air.
Compared with Ling Miao's rage, Su Yuyang looked much calmer - his expression did not change instantly.
In fact, Su Yuyang was in a trance - he felt like it was raining indoors, and the rain was very strange - a drop of rain fell on his face every time Ling Miao said a word.
When the rain stopped, Su Yuyang stretched out his hand to wipe it. When his palm slid across his chin, Su Yuyang realized one thing - ah, that was Ling Miao's saliva!
This time, Su Yuyang didn't know where to put his hands.
Su Yuyang's panic was seen by Ling Miao. Of course, he didn't know that his spit had splashed on Su Yuyang's face. Even if he knew about it, he would only say: You deserve it!
Su Yuyang's eyes moved around the room, and he had the urge to curse: He fainted, and he didn't even have toilet paper! In desperation, Su Yuyang had no choice but to pick up the clothes Feng Ji put on his bed and wipe his hands.
"Hmph." Ling Miao snorted. As for the emotion contained in this "hum", Su Yuyang was not interested in delving into it: anyway, the meaning expressed was not very good.
"You should believe it now, right?" Su Yuyang asked.
Ling Miao said "hehe" twice and said coldly: "Believe it? Believe it, you big-headed ghost! Yu Yang, Su Yuyang, Shu Yang, Shu Da, my favorite gods, you are treating me like a monkey. Isn't it fun?" Ling Miao was relatively calm at first, but when he mentioned "Shu Yang", his emotions suddenly rose. The sudden increase in decibels was about to blow a hole in Su Yuyang's eardrum.
"I don't mean to play tricks on you." Su Yuyang's mood didn't fluctuate much. He stood up and was about to explain to Ling Miao, but Ling Miao suddenly shouted: "You are so much better than me?"
"Uh-" Su Yuyang felt embarrassed for no reason and thought to himself: This guy is really easy to get angry.
"Have you read the contract?" Su Yuyang was silent for a while and then brought the topic back. Ling Miao said coldly: "Where do I have time to read it?"
Su Yuyang pulled up the contract. After he put the computer on the table, he said to Ling Miao, "Read the contract first."
Ling Miao read the contract word for word. If there were no problems, he printed it and signed it.
After signing the contract, Ling Miao was not as happy as he imagined. Maybe it was because he was shocked by the fact that Yu Yang was Shu Yang.
As soon as Ji Linxi opened the door, he saw Ling Miao holding a lollipop and looking at the computer. Judging from Ling Miao's expression, he was cursing in his heart.
Ji Linxi glanced at Ling Miao's worried face and asked worriedly: "Did you pass the interview?"
Ling Miao turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, chewed a lollipop, then put her chin on the keyboard and said unhappily: "Do you remember the snake syndrome I talked about yesterday?"
"Judging from what you said yesterday, there is a high probability that he is attracted to you. Is it possible that he asked you for your phone number?"
"More than that." Ling Miao's whole face showed depression, "That snake spirit is my boss - the mysterious Shu Yang God - his real name is Su Yuyang."
"It turns out your boss has a snake syndrome!" Ji Linxi looked at Ling Miao with sympathy. When Ling Miu burst into tears of gratitude and was about to give Ji Linxi a bear hug, Ji Linxi made up for it: "Snake syndrome and snake syndrome are simply fatal. Match it! Ling Miao, take good care of Master Shu Yang, maybe he will take you into the Su family, and you won’t starve to death even if you don’t work in the future.”
"Get out!" Ling Miao spit out the lollipop stick, hitting Zhongji Linxi's chest, and then fell into the trash can smoothly.
Ling Miao chewed the candy and snorted coldly: "Even if he wants to accept me into the Su family, it depends on whether I am willing. Besides, maybe I will accept him into my Ling family!"
Ji Linxi looked at Ling Miao without saying anything, but judging from the smile on his lips, he must have been silently mourning for Ling Miao for three seconds in his heart.