From a certain point of view, Ye Zheng's facial features are very mean and handsome. He didn't need any extra expressions at all, just raising his brows and curling his lips, and curved his lips into a half-smile, was enough to make people feel the ridicule and disgust from every pore on his body.
Everyone present looked like they had swallowed a whole killer whale* alive.
Jiang Kezhou was dumbfounded, feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with Mr. Ye's eloquent words.
Leaving aside the obsessive narcissism and jealousy in his words - even the genders are different, is a man who is 1.9 meters tall compared to other little girls childish? !
Han Xuyang stared at him with red eyes and asked, "Are you complaining for him?"
Before Ye Zheng could answer, Han Xuyang pointed at Jiang Kezhou desolately and bitterly, almost poking his fingertips into his eyes, and cursed: "While lying to the little girl and coaxing the man with sweet words, Jiang Kezhou, you vixen, why are you pretending to be a white lotus?" Ah! Stepping on two boats, shameless... ah!"
The voice stopped abruptly, and he let out a short scream as if someone had suddenly strangled his neck. Ye Zheng kicked him in the chest and flew out, hitting the steps with a bang. Han Xuyang had delicate skin and tender flesh. How could he have been treated so roughly before? He curled up on the concrete floor in pain and didn't recover for a long time.
Ye Zheng lowered his eyes indifferently, and put his arms around Jiang Kezhou expressionlessly.
"Don't point fingers, or I will sue you for sexual harassment."
His expression is very cold, the condescending sense of being in the top position for a long time and the indifference of the dandy combined into a daunting temperament, and there is enough deterrence without anger.
He really doesn't pay attention to these people. Over the years, the demeanor cultivated by rich clothes and jade food, and the vision refined by wandering in hundreds of colors after adulthood, the Xihua Ye family has performed a story of Zhen Huan almost every day for decades. What kind of monster and ghost is Ye Zheng? never seen it. To him, kicking Han Xuyang was like kicking away an annoying mangy dog. Han Xuyang's coy attitude of not being on the stage can only fool Li Liufeng's kind of bumpkin, and he doesn't even count as a fart in his eyes.
Han Xuyang's eyes were tearing apart, and he screamed at the top of his voice, "You... you still dare to hit someone! Where's the security guard?! I want to call the police!"
Jiang Kezhou was taken aback by Ye Zheng's attack without saying hello. Seeing that Han Xuyang still had the strength to swear, he knew that he was still careful and that there would be no real accidents, so he put his heart into his stomach. After being interrupted like this, his anger cooled down instead. He cleared his throat and raised his voice a little: "Stop shouting, show some face. I'm afraid others won't know that you hanged yourself singing here?"
Han Xuyang: "..."
Jiang Kezhou said: "Since you have listed so many crimes against me, you must have evidence in your hand. I remember that in the email sent by the personnel department this afternoon, it seems that only who will go and who will stay, and there is no reason. The complete result of your internship evaluation, email I only sent the version to the manager and the HR director, and I don’t even know the staff in this department. You said that I took the lead in excluding you, how did you come to this conclusion? Or, where did you see it?"
Han Xuyang choked up. Of course, he can't blame the manager and director for this kind of thing. If he offends anyone, there will be no fruit to eat; but he can't tell the truth. The act of "turning over the desk of the department head without permission" is enough to make him be labeled with several inexplicable hats.
"Why, don't you talk now? I haven't asked you where the two documents I put in the office drawer went." Jiang Kezhou stared at him with a smile, his tone was light, but the words he said were like knocking. A heavy hammer hit Han Xuyang's heart, "Stealing and lying are not good habits at such a young age."
Han Xuyang gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what kind of document it is, you don't want to swear."
Jiang Kezhou: "Do you really think I have no evidence? Do you remember that there is a lucky cat ornament behind the file basket? It is a camera, which is automatically turned on after get off work at 7 o'clock every night. I have surveillance videos from the last week in my computer. Do you want to see them? ?"
Han Xuyang's face turned pale in an instant, his heart was beating like a drum, and he desperately recalled everything on Jiang Kezhou's desk that night, and suddenly his eyes widened: "No... no, you are lying, there is no file basket on your desk, and there is no trick Lucky Cat Ornament!"
Finally, someone in the crowd couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Han Xuyang looked blankly at the source of the laughter.
The legal officer of their company held back a smile reservedly, and said, "If you didn't look over his desk, how do you know that there are no file baskets and decorations on his desk? He is cheating you."
Han Xuyang lost his temper in an instant.
Jiang Kezhou bowed politely: "I don't think I need to say more after that. I'm off work, Mr. Han, I wish you success in your next job."
Ye Zheng and Jiang Kezhou got back into the car and let out a sigh of relief after closing the door. Ye Zheng turned on the air conditioner, Jiang Kezhou remembered the business and asked, "Why are you here?"
Ye Zheng didn't answer the question, but asked him instead: "Who is Xu Lan?"
Why is it not over yet. Jiang Kezhou looked at him helplessly: "What are you thinking? You're just an intern. Don't listen to Han Xuyang's nonsense."
Like a very unhappy big cat, Ye Zheng snorted coldly and noblely: "Flies don't bite seamless eggs. Either you did something that people misunderstood, or that Xu Lan treated you unfairly." think."
"Injustice," Jiang Kezhou said immediately, "Lafayette Mingjian, there are only two interns in our department. One is the bastard just now, and the other is Xu Lan. If Han Xuyang wants to slander me, he can only drag her into the water. I am so wronged." Moon Flying Snow."
Ye Zheng pursed his lips indifferently, did not speak, his eyes fell on the steering wheel impartially, as if he wanted to stare at a flower on it—he even forgot to care about Jiang Kezhou calling him "Lafayette", so it was true. Angry.
Jiang Kezhou suffered a loss because he was too sensible. If he hadn't been so discerning, he would have coaxed Ye Zheng submissively every time he lost his temper, and he wouldn't have gotten used to his problems.
"Thank you for helping me just now, otherwise this matter would not be easy to solve. As for the others—" Jiang Kezhou approached him and sighed in a low voice, "I don't have the time to fool others...Mr. Ye."
Ye Zheng turned his face away, still looking at him coldly from top to bottom: "Then how do you want to thank me?"
"ah?"
Ye Zheng sneered: "You want to send me away just by talking? Do you think my favor is so easy to repay?"
Jiang Kezhou instantly understood what he meant, calmed down after a brief shock, and felt a burst of self-mockery in his heart, mixed with a bit of inexplicable embarrassment.
Perhaps it has been too long, and today is too chaotic, which made him almost forget his "obligation".
Jiang Kezhou knew in his heart that in fact, he was no different from Han Xuyang, but his treatment today was completely opposite, not because he was accused, or even because the reason was on his side, but because in Ye Zheng's eyes, he was still a valuable thing Well, Ye Zheng is willing to save him.
If he moved to another place and faced someone who was more pleasing to Ye Zheng, he would probably be kicked away as well.
For Ye Zheng, the only "value" he can realize is this body.
The look in Jiang Kezhou's eyes slowly dimmed, and the corners of his lips fell into a flat line. He straightened up, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "Where are you going? The hotel or go home... to the apartment?"
There was a slight smile on Ye Zheng's face: "Go home."
Jiang Kezhou said: "Then I will stop by the supermarket and I will go shopping."
Ye Zheng said, "Shall I go with you?"
Jiang Kezhou: "No need, I can do it myself, soon."
Ye Zheng happily said, "Buy more."
Jiang Kezhou frowned, turned his head towards the right window, and took a lot of effort to flatten his brows and said, "Okay..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Zheng suddenly leaned over and pressed him down. The tall figure completely enveloped him in the shadow. Because of the sudden close distance, the temperature in the small space rose sharply, and the air suddenly became hot.
"This frown," Ye Zheng pressed his fingers on the center of his brows, "I just invited me to a meal, and it's not for you to let your bloodlet. Why is it so difficult?"
After chatting with Ye Jun, Ye Zheng began to pay attention to those details that he didn't usually pay attention to. He took Jiang Kezhou's expression changes throughout the whole process into his eyes, and immediately realized that Jiang Kezhou was thinking wrong, but in order to amuse him, he deliberately refused to say it clearly and insisted on talking to him. Wanting to push this person to a corner, seeing him unwilling but holding back and being unable to resist, just like every time he watched under the dripping sweat and dim light.
It is him who is perverted, and he is also the one who is reluctant.
Jiang Kezhou was completely dumbfounded, and he didn't understand how the painting style could change: "What... do you mean?"
Ye Zheng deliberately blew into his ear, causing Jiang Kezhou to turn his head to avoid it, and asked, "I've done you a big favor. It's not too much for you to treat me to a meal, right?"
Jiang Kezhou didn't have time to study how Ye Zheng's intrusion escalated into "a big help". He only grasped another word: "Eat?"
"What else?" Ye Zheng couldn't help laughing, put one hand on the back of the chair and held his face in the other, "What do you think I'm going to do?"
Jiang Kezhou thought back on the conversation just now, realized that he had gone astray, and was immediately embarrassed. But Ye Zheng, a bastard with no winks, still refuses to let him go: "Don't hide. What are you pretending to be, eighteen bans? Mr. Jiang, why are you so impure?"
Jiang Kezhou gave him an angry look, but there was no deterrence, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Two cents for fun, and it's endless... Get up, I'm going to be posted soon."
Ye Zheng has had too many things on his mind lately, he finally grasped a joke that was delivered to his door, and the frustrations of the past few days were swept away, and Jiang Kezhou was so entertained that he was red-faced before he was willing to give up. He turned the car key to turn on the ignition, glanced at Jiang Kezhou from the corner of his eye, and suddenly leaned over without warning.
Jiang Kezhou had just been frightened by him, so he leaned back reflexively, but behind him was the back of the seat, and there was nowhere to hide. Seeing him like this, Ye Zheng couldn't help laughing again, he felt that the laughing point was ridiculously low today.
He strained his face and said, "Seat belt."
Only then did Jiang Kezhou realize that if he hadn't been in the car, he would have found a crack in the ground and got in.
Ye Zheng fastened the seat belt for him. Before Jiang Kezhou could breathe a sigh of relief, Ye Zheng lowered his head and kissed him on the lips very naturally and smoothly.
Jiang Kezhou: "..."
"Satisfy your imagination," Ye Zheng stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel like a gentleman, without looking sideways, "I won't save you from thinking about it all the way."