What's the matter?

"I'd like to ask you for a favor tomorrow morning. I've prepared a lot of things, and to prevent them from going bad, I've put ice in them, so they're very heavy. Can you come pick me up and we can go to the Central Pier together?" Xu Miaoer said to Liao Yazhe, who was on his way there.

"Okay! We've made an appointment for 7am, I'll come at 6:30. Okay?"

"Um."

"Anything else?" Liao Yazhe asked.

"Feng Xueming called you?" Xu Miaoer asked.

When Liao Yazhe heard her ask this, he thought of the novels about the prodigal son, and said hurriedly, "I refused. Miao'er, I'm telling you the truth, don't be unhappy. It's hard for people who like to play to settle down forever for one person. It's like it's hard for smokers to quit smoking. I can't say there are no such things, I can only say that they are rare."

When Xu Miaoer was with Feng Xueming, Feng Xueming said that Liao Yazhe was very simple and that there was no pressure in getting along with him. There were no twists and turns and he was very straightforward.

After several contacts, she felt that this person was a bit stupid. She didn't like to make friends with stupid people. Now she agreed with Feng Xueming that there was no pressure to get along with him and he could think of you. In fact, Liao Yazhe was not stupid. He had a good understanding of stocks, but he was not so focused. He was a bit casual and did things carelessly. Sometimes she felt that she should learn from him and forgive herself immediately when she made a mistake, so that she would not have so much pressure.

He cared about her so much, Xu Miaoer was grateful in her heart: "I'm not that stupid."

"That's good! That's good!" Liao Yazhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He hung up the phone, scratched his cheek, and was about to continue reading the novel when the phone rang again. He answered it: "Miao'er!"

Feng Xueming on the other end of the phone was really furious. He roared, "Tell me where you are going tomorrow!"

No matter how good-tempered Liao Yazhe was, he couldn't stand him like this, and he got angry: "Feng Xueming, where are we going? Why should I tell you? Are you sure? We are a gathering of friends, a gathering after Zhou Yalan's matter was resolved. Fan Qi and I are in charge of it for her, and Fan Qi's husband is her client. What do you mean by asking this?"

"What's the point of Miao'er going?"

"Miao'er works out with Fan Qi and Zhou Yalan. The three of them work out together!" Liao Yazhe didn't want to say it at first, but suddenly he became a little rebellious. Knowing that Feng Xueming would be angry, he said, "I also got a gym membership and I'm in the same gym and beauty salon as them."

Feng Xueming told himself to control himself, but he wanted to rush over and beat Liao Yazhe up: "Liao Yazhe, if you still consider me a friend, then don't go after Xu Miaoer, otherwise you'll just have to wait for me."

Liao Yazhe believed that he had absolutely no intention of pursuing Miaoer. Just now, he asked Feng Xueming to pursue her by himself. Why did he ask him to pursue her by himself? As Miaoer was a friend, he couldn't let such a scumbag pursue her. Regardless of whether he pursued her or not, he would not clarify it, and let Feng Xueming do it as he pleased! He said, "I'm going to rest. I'm going to pick up Miaoer tomorrow morning."

Now it was Liao Yazhe's turn to hang up the phone. Feng Xueming called again, but the phone was busy.

Liao Yazhe planned to read a novel quietly for a while and didn't want to answer the phone again.

Feng Xueming couldn't get through on the phone, so he took the car keys and went downstairs, wanting to find Liao Yazhe to talk things out. Halfway there, he thought that if he really got into a fight with Liao Yazhe, Xu Miaoer would not give him any chance.

He turned the car around and went home, leaning on the sofa, smoking one cigarette after another. He was a little relieved that Xu Miaoer was admitted to Yaohua. If Fan Qi didn't help him, Liao Yazhe would. Now, after listening to Liao Yazhe's promise, he still didn't believe that this bastard didn't have any feelings for Miaoer. What should he do now?

By the way, Liao Yazhe said that he would pick up Xu Miaoer early tomorrow morning. He will be waiting downstairs of Liao Yazhe’s house tomorrow morning to see where they are going!

But how early is this early in the morning? Feng Xueming had no way of knowing for sure. He thought five o'clock might be early enough. After waiting for more than an hour, he saw Liao Yazhe's car drive out of the underground parking garage, and Feng Xueming followed it.

He watched Liao Yazhe drive the car with great familiarity, more familiar with the route than he himself, who had already found out Xu Miaoer's address and had been there several times. And he still said that there was nothing wrong with the two of them? You must be kidding!