When Feng Yangao left, Wen Ruo was still reluctant to leave.
Qi Yan was ordered by Wen's mother to see Feng Yang Ao off. Qi Yan couldn't say he didn't want to, so he could only follow Feng Yang Ao in a muffled voice.
After going downstairs, Qi Yan, who finally regained his composure, sped up and took two steps, blocking Feng Yangao in front of him, "Who asked you to come!"
"Well?" Feng Yangao raised his eyes, looked at his angry look and smiled nonchalantly: "Aren't you afraid of being fired for talking to your boss like that?"
"You can come to someone else's house rashly if you are a boss?" Qi Yan's brows were full of anger: "Whether you are a boss or a colleague, it is rude to come to someone else's home without informing you, right?"
"It seems that I have really touched your bottom line." Feng Yangao still looked that casual, "Then shall I apologize to you?"
"No need, I just hope that President Feng can stay away from me next time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yan turned around and left without even leaving Feng Yangao with a look.
The word 'President Feng' was used, and Feng Yangao's lazy look became a little more serious. He quickly caught up with him and said, "Are you really angry?"
Qi Yan didn't reply and walked forward minding his own business.
"That's not your home." Feng Yangao said suddenly, his tone was not a question, but a statement.
It was these words that made Qi Yan stop. He turned around, his dark eyes brewing with a storm that was about to break out. They were bottomless, and his cold and vicious gaze rested on Feng Yang Ao, as if waiting for his next move. In one sentence, maybe let him go away.
In Feng Yangao's impression, Qi Yan has always been the kind of unknown boy with no personality. He only needs to do things to achieve his own satisfaction. He has no particularly big goals and is easily satisfied. However, seeing Qi Yan like this, Feng Yangao completely put aside his previous thoughts.
Where is the lack of personality
Maybe Feng Yangao was still glad in a corner of his heart that he had touched this boy's bottom line.
After correcting his posture, Feng Yangao looked at Qi Yan without flinching, and smiled: "That is that woman's home."
Of course he knew who the woman he was talking about, Qi Yan, was Wen Ruo.
"what do you want to say in the end."
"I want to say that you treat other people's homes as your own, and treat other people's mothers as your own mother. You think you can please others and win the heart of a beautiful woman. But..."
Feng Yangao was about to speak but stopped, while Qi Yan's face became darker and darker.
Seeing Qi Yan's appearance, Feng Yangao seemed to be very satisfied. He took two steps forward, lowered his head slightly, leaned into Qi Yan's ear, and whispered softly: "That woman has a good impression of me...compared to you. Doesn’t she prefer a rich and powerful king to such a knight who silently protects him and sacrifices everything?”
"Feng Yangao!"
Qi Yan pushed him away, but saw Feng Yangao turning around slightly under his strength and walking towards the Land Rover.
"The business trip I mentioned is true. Get ready quickly and leave the day after tomorrow." Feng Yangao paused and added: "Asking for leave and resigning during this period are invalid. If the business fails to be negotiated because of you, then we can only See you in court.”
"I don't want to go that far with you, Qi Yan."
"I can see that you like that woman's mother very much... It wouldn't be good if it hurts other people, right?"
"Meet you at the company gate at six o'clock the day after tomorrow."
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +5, current favorability: 20]
…
Qi Yan was beaten to death by Feng Yang Ao this time.
I don't know what strength Feng Yangao, the dignified CEO, is missing, and I have to fight him.
-
Two days later, in the morning, Qi Yan got up extremely early, and Ning Jin had just come back after staying up all night.
When she saw Qi Yan's big suitcase and small backpack, he was about to go out. Ning Jin put aside her sleeping bug instantly, rushed over and hugged Qi Yan's thigh: "Brother, you can't leave me alone!! Although I have many It’s bad, but you’ve been with me for so long, how can you just leave?! I swear I will wash my socks and underwear and clean up the dormitory in the future, don’t leave!!”
Qi Yan pulled up his pants with a look on his face and made two silent movements, but did not pull away from Ning Jin.
"...Let go, I'm on a business trip."
"Ah...?" Ning Jin's cry suddenly stopped. He looked up at Qi Yan's unusually disgusted expression on him, stood up and patted the dust on his pants as if nothing had happened, and said: "Ahem. Cough! Take care of your health when you are on a business trip. Don’t let the perverts demean you. I’ve raised you for so long and I’m not obscene yet. Don’t take advantage of others.”
"Go away, there is no right way."
"No, I'm serious. Some old men are curious about roses with thorns like yours." Ning Jin hooked Qi Yan's neck jokingly and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, have you ever worn any particularly attractive clothes? Huh? I’m telling you, buddy, if you could dress yourself up a little, I’d be hooked right away!”
"... That's ridiculous, I won't make a date."
"Why are you rejecting it so completely? I'll do it for you when you come back this time. Then go to the nightclub to save my face!" As she said that, Ning Jin put her hand into Qi Yan's shirt and wiped it hard. A handful…
—Fuck, it feels so good!
Just as he was about to go further, an obscure voice suddenly came from the door.
"Wow, shouldn't I have come so early?"
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +10, current favorability: 30]
Qi Yan, who wanted to break away from Ning Jin, and the silly Ning Jin both raised their heads, only to see Feng Yangao standing at the door of the dormitory, watching their seemingly ambiguous behavior with a smile on his face.
Seeing him, Qi Yan thought of what he said the day before yesterday.
Simply... How can there be such a male protagonist? He threatens people without any hesitation.
"Why are you waiting for me? Why don't you let me pick up my loyal subordinate?" After Feng Yangao finished speaking, his eyes fell on the silly Ning Jin: "Why don't you let go?"
"Ah... oh." Ning Jin was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand and whispered to Qi Yan: "Your boss? He's really scary."
"...I'm leaving. I'll be back in a few days." Qi Yan said to Ning Jin, packed his clothes, carried his suitcase and followed Feng Yangao out.
Ning Jin looked at the backs of the two people leaving one after another, and unconsciously raised her hand to touch the back of her neck, touching a thin layer of sweat.
The man took a deep look at him before leaving... just one look, which was enough to make him unable to recover for a long time.
Why are you staring at him? Why are you staring at him? Wasn't it just a little joke? As for that, it’s like my wife is being frivolous...
-Wait, wait a minute, my wife? !
Ning Jin was startled by her own thoughts.
Could it be that...his buddy was targeted by that boss