Chapter 88

Yuan Xingyou froze instantly, and the fried chicken in his hand no longer tasted good.

After looking left and right, he muttered quietly: "…Why do I feel that the current atmosphere is not right?"

Yi Xiaolan drank his milk tea calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Yuan Xingyou took a deep breath. At this point, he had no choice but to confess.

He grabbed Qiao Ruiyi's hand and said sincerely, "Don't be angry first, I'll be honest."

Qiao Ruiyi stared at the other person intently: "You'd better finish speaking in one breath."

"Actually...Xu Helian is the 'Xu Helian' who was in an online relationship with He Lijie before."

Qiao Ruiyi: “……?”

Qiao Ruiyi rubbed his temples, trying to sort out his thoughts: "So, it was Xu Helian who used the voice changer to have an online romance with He Lijie in the game?"

His current teammate pretends to be a cute girl and is in love with his good brother...?

How could such a dramatic plot happen to him?

Yuan Xingyou nodded, but his palm was still tightly holding the other's arm: "Yes, Xu Helian liked to open a small account and use a voice changer to pretend to be a girl at that time."

Everyone in the team knew that he and his team had this habit.

Qiao Ruiyi held his forehead with his hand, feeling extremely anxious for the first time. He turned his head to look at Yuan Xingyou: "You knew this a long time ago?"

"Not very early. I only knew about it after you pulled me into the game room. I saw him playing a prank at the time, and I didn't stop him..."

But the subsequent development of the story was beyond his expectations—these two people actually fell in love online!

He didn't have time to explain at first, and it became even more difficult for him to speak later.

Qiao Ruiyi pinched his cheek with his clean hands and said, "You two are great."

The ravaged Yuan Xingyou didn't even think of running away, but took the opportunity to move closer and whispered in his ear: "I'm sorry, then I'll go back tonight and let you do whatever you want with me?"

Qiao Ruiyi's ears warmed, but he didn't say no.

…

The lights outside the window gradually dimmed, and everything in the world seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

In the dormitory of the ambition team, Qiao Ruiyi and Yuan Xingyou lived in the same room.

Yuan Xingyou came out of the shower and found Qiao Ruiyi sitting by the bed, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Are you angry?" Yuan Xingyou leaned over and rubbed the other's neck with his wet hair.

Maybe being cute can remedy the situation.

Qiao Rui deliberately pushed him away: "I'm not angry, I just think you guys are playing too much."

He Lijie was so sad when he discovered the truth that he cried like a tearful person.

Yuan Xingyou knelt on the bed, clasped his hands together, and looked sincere: "I was wrong, I will report it in advance next time."

Qiao glanced at him with full deterrence: "Will there be a next time?"

"There won't be a next time!" Yuan Xingyou immediately rushed over and hugged him, his face flushed.

"I promise to tell you everything in the future."

Qiao Ruiyi was so annoyed by him that he lost his temper, but still did not say anything.

He had to teach the other party a lesson so that Yuan Xingyou would not dare to deceive him again.

Yuan Xingyou hugged the other person and rubbed him for a while, until he felt embarrassed and his thick eyelashes kept trembling, but the other person did not give him the response he wanted.

Are you really angry?

Yuan Xingyou pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, then finally mustered up the courage to kiss her.

Qiao Ruiyi's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously hugged his waist, his fingertips sinking into the soft fabric of his pajamas.

It started with a simple touch of lips, and then I don't know who crossed the line first, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.

The kiss was gentle and lingering, yet hard to let go, with a faint minty scent between lips and teeth.

After the kiss, Yuan Xingyou blushed, grabbed the other's collar and whispered, "Are you... still angry?"

Qiao Ruiyi held the other person's waist and let Yuan Xingyou lean on his arms: "I'm not angry."

I couldn't believe that he was coaxed into submission by a kiss.

"Then you ignored me all night." Yuan Xingyou put his arms around the other's neck and hugged Qiao Ruiyi tightly.

He didn't want to go through the tragic experience of being unilaterally blocked by the other party again, so as soon as the other party asked these questions, he immediately clarified them.

The hope of survival was written all over his face.

Qiao Ruiyi sighed and was about to speak when he suddenly realized something was wrong - their two single beds had been pushed together at some point.

You don't have to think about it to know who did it.

Qiao Ruiyi's ears felt hot, but he didn't say anything to refuse.

Yuan Xingyou, who offered to apologize, accidentally hit his soft spot.

Looks like we'll be sleeping together tonight.

…

at the same time.

At the dinner party, the halo of the crystal chandelier reflected blurred light and shadows on the champagne glasses.

You En sat in a corner of the banquet hall, declining the other team coaches' attempts to chat with him. He raised his glass to quietly observe the man in a suit three tables away - the man was boasting to his neighbor about his ability to discover players, the Patek Philippe on his wrist reflecting a dazzling cold light.

"That's the current manager of the Panic team, Lin Sheng." Wu Yanhao suddenly came over, "I heard that he's been very popular in the circle recently. Everyone praises Manager Lin for his first-class ability to recruit people."

Wu Yanhao sneered and lowered his voice a few degrees: "How can it be first-class? It's obviously vulgar!"

Signing a contract with an active player in private is despicable!

You En's fingers holding the goblet suddenly tightened, and the glass reflected the dark colors in his eyes.

He had seen this face in the information provided by Yuan Xingyou, with a Mediterranean hairstyle, a hooked nose, and a triangular red scar on the side of the ear.

When Yuan Xingyou had all his savings cheated away, the profile of the swindler left in his mobile phone perfectly overlapped with the greasy middle-aged man under the light at this moment.

This man cheated Yuan Xingyou of all his savings under the pretext of "playing professionally" and then disappeared without a trace.

Now he has transformed himself into a senior executive of a well-known team in the industry, dressed in a suit and tie, chatting and laughing.

What a mockery!

You En sneered, lowered his head to fiddle with his phone, pretending to reply to the message, but in fact quietly turned on the camera mode.

While raising his glass, he pointed the camera at Lin Sheng and took several clear frontal photos.

As the dinner progressed into the second half, the alcohol became more and more intense.

Lin Sheng was obviously drunk, his tie hung loosely around his neck and his eyes became blurry.

When he left the table to go to the bathroom, You En followed him, pretending to go out.

There were vomiting sounds and muffled curses coming from the compartment, "Back then... hiccup, I was driving... I stepped on the accelerator... and crashed someone to death..."

Feeling something was wrong, You En quickly switched to the video mode, half-hid the phone behind the decorative plants, and quietly hid in another compartment.

Lin Sheng, who was drunk and staggering, pushed open the cubicle door, muttering all the way: "I was so awesome back then. Seven years ago, I was fine even though I killed a high school student while driving drunk on XX Street. I even got away with it right under the noses of the police. Later, I got a lot of money from a few stupid guys under the guise of playing professionally. Now, am I not still sitting back and relaxing as my general manager?"

Manager Lin looked at himself in the mirror and laughed wildly, "Others would have spent years in jail if they got into trouble, but I am the only one... Haha! But who would remember these things now..."

You En's breathing froze instantly as she eavesdropped in the cubicle.

Seven years ago? XX Street? High school student?

Behind the door, the drunk Manager Lin washed his face and calmed down a lot. After he tidied his clothes, he resumed the illusion of a professional manager.

Lin Sheng pushed open the door casually, leaving his dirty past to the "empty" bathroom.

You En deliberately waited for a while, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he immediately rushed out to get his mobile phone. When he saved the video, he found that his fingertips were trembling.

After returning to the base, You En hurriedly woke up the two people who had fallen asleep.

You En pushed the phone in front of the sleepy Yuan Xingyou, and on the screen was the video he had secretly filmed.

Yuan Xingyou stared at the familiar face in the screen, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he suddenly woke up: "...He was the one who cheated me of my money."

Yuan Xingyou clenched his fists, showing his angry side in front of Qiao Ruiyi for the first time.

Yuan Xingyou clenched his teeth, wishing he could slap the man on the phone screen.

Unexpectedly, he would have the chance to see the other person again!

This time, he must teach the other party the lesson he deserves!

Qiao Ruiyi was originally sitting on the bed. Hearing this, he came over to take a look, but he suddenly froze when he heard Lin Sheng say "XX Street".

"...XX Street?" He repeated, his voice trembling. "...seven years ago?"

Yuan Xingyou keenly noticed his abnormality and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ruiyi didn't answer.

He snatched the phone, dragged the video progress bar back to the part where Lin Sheng was speaking, listened to it three times, and his face became paler and paler.

"My brother..." He clenched his fists tightly, his fingers turning white and his nails almost digging into his palms. "Seven years ago, he was hit by a car on XX Street... and he happened to be wearing a high school uniform at the time."

You En's face turned pale instantly. Really... he guessed it right.

Yuan Xingyou grabbed Qiao Ruiyi's wrist and felt something cold: "Ruiyi, calm down first..."

This matter is much more serious than him being defrauded of money.

"Send me the video." Qiao Rui interrupted him deliberately, his voice was terribly low, "Now."

You En directly passed the file over.

After receiving the message, Qiao Ruiyi immediately called his mother and walked to the balcony to talk in a low voice.

Through the glass door, Yuan Xingyou and Youen could only see his tense back and the occasional suppressed questions that escaped his lips.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Ruiyi pushed the door open and came back, his eyes bloodshot: "My mother will send someone to check the records of that year... If it is really him..."

Qiao Ruiyi didn't say anything else, but his knuckles, clenched until they turned white, had already revealed his innermost emotions.

Yuan Xingyou silently put his arm around his and hugged him gently, trying to comfort his sad boyfriend.

Qiao Ruiyi was stiff for a moment at first, then he suddenly tightened his arms, rested his forehead on the other's neck, and breathed heavily.

You En quietly left the room and closed the door gently.

The light from the corridor stretched his shadow very long.

You En looked down at the video backup on his phone, his eyes growing colder.

——Some debts must be repaid sooner or later.