Wen Xia really didn't expect to meet Lin Fengqi here. When he saw him downstairs, Wen Xia felt that it was not good. Who could have thought that it was really not good.

This is strange, when did Uncle Fang know Lin Fengqi? Just

when he was puzzled, Lin Fengqi had already seen him.

The two people's eyes met from a distance, the man paused, and gently looked away. Wen Xia curled her lips, turned her head and stopped looking at him.

But Fang Lianshu's voice could still be heard: "Mr. Ma, it's been a long time since we last met! You look in good spirits!"

Wen Xia quietly complained in her heart that this sentence is really a panacea.

It was nothing for Mr. Ma to exchange a few pleasantries. He said to Fang Lianshu, "Mr. Fang, let me introduce you. This is Lin Fengqi, the chairman of Fenghang Technology."

Fang Lianshu greeted him warmly, "Is this Mr. Lin? Wow, what a handsome man! You have accomplished such a great career at such a young age. Young people nowadays are getting more and more powerful!"

Wen Xia couldn't help but turn his head to take another look. Even in the face of such enthusiastic compliments, Lin Fengqi just nodded politely and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Fang Lianshu, "Mr. Fang, sorry to bother you."

"How could that be? I should thank Mr. Ma for bringing you here," Fang Lianshu laughed, "At my age, I don't have any other hobbies. I just like making friends!" As he said that, he motioned for the waiter to bring the wine over.

"Come to think of it, Mr. Fang, Mr. Lin is the same age as Xiao Huai. Isn't Xiao Huai also young and promising? He's very handsome. By the way, why didn't I see him?" Mr. Ma said.

"He's been making a big splash in the company recently. He's busy. He'll be here later," Fang Lianshu liked people praising his son. He smiled and said to Lin Fengqi, "Maybe Mr. Lin and my son Fang Huai can talk to each other. Young people have a lot of common topics."

Fang Huai?

Lin Fengqi caught this name and frowned undetectably. He subconsciously raised his eyes to find Wen Xia.

Wen Xia was no longer where he was just now. He was standing at a long table with a young man, eating cakes and chatting with that person. Lin Fengqi remembered that young man. His name was... Zou Boyan? If I remember correctly, he was Wen Xia's friend. He had met him in high school.

Lin Fengqi looked at Wen Xia's profile quietly.

Fang Huai, this name came out of Wen Xia's mouth when he was asleep. After waking up, he didn't even allow himself to mention it more. He was unhappy because he just asked one more question.

When he entered the door, Wen Xia was talking to Fang Lianshu. Are they familiar with each other?

So Wen Xia appeared here... because of Fang Huai?

It turns out that they are still in contact.

It turns out that when he looked here just now, he was not looking at him, but wanted to look at the door to see if Fang Huai came?

He thought...

thought Wen Xia was looking at himself.

Lin Fengqi's thoughts turned around and around, and he felt more and more blocked in his heart.

At this time, Wen Xia was discussing the new theme of escape from the secret room with Zou Boyan. Zou Boyan's escape room has five themed escape rooms so far. He is now preparing for the sixth one and is still struggling with the theme.

Old comrade Wen Shanhai said with disdain that there was nothing to talk about with young people, and went to find Zou Boyan's parents to kill time. Wen

Xia had just played a horror game in the live broadcast yesterday. Hearing Zou Boyan struggling with this, he said casually: "Let's do a horror village."

Zou Boyan: "There are similar ones before, no."

He caught a glimpse of a waiter coming over with drinks. Wen Xia hesitated and reached out to take it: "Then..."

He didn't touch the cup, but something warm. Whose hand was it.

Wen Xia turned his head and met the indifferent gaze of the owner of the hand.

If it wasn't Lin Fengqi, who else could it be.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, then he retracted his hand, and made a very polite gesture of "please", generously offering the pear: "I'm sorry. You take it first."

But Lin Fengqi also retracted his hand: "You go first."

Wen Xia said "Oh", and without being polite to him, he took the glass of wine away. After he took it, Lin Fengqi went to get another glass.

On his outstretched right hand, something flashed in the light on his ring finger.

He didn't stay for long after taking the wine, and soon this boss and that boss came to him with a smile, and several of them walked away talking and laughing. Of course, the people who were talking and laughing were all people other than Lin Fengqi.

Wen Xia took a sip of the wine slowly, and in front of him was still the scene of the ring flashing on the ring finger of Lin Fengqi's right hand when he took the wine. Although he had only worn it once, he recognized that it was the couple ring he bought on the way to the hospital that day.

At this moment, Fang Lianshu's happy voice came again: "Xiao Huai!"

Wen Xia and Zou Boyan looked at each other at the same time, and then looked towards the door.

Fang Huai, Fang Lianshu's proud and spoiled son since childhood. Before he even got his driver's license, he already had more than ten sports cars in his name. As long as he asked, his father would say one word: buy!

Wen Xia and he were both young masters who grew up with the support of others, but the two of them had never gotten along since they were young. Wen Xia thought he was a playboy, and he thought Wen Xia was aloof.

To be honest, when Wen Xia heard that the arrogant and showy playboy Fang Huai was going to take over his father's company, he spit all his water on Zou Boyan's face.

"Tell me honestly, is the end of the world coming?" He couldn't believe it.

Zou Boyan's face was full of sorrow: "It's true."

Unexpectedly, Fang Huai actually managed the company quite well. It's no wonder that Comrade Old Wen was angry.

But this couldn't change Young Master Fang's arrogant and showy nature. When he came from the company, he even changed into a set of exquisite and eye-catching dress. When he entered the door, he was followed by six people, holding a bunch of exaggerated flowers in his hands: "Dad, happy birthday!"

"Mr. Fang! Happy birthday!" The four people said in unison, each holding a beautiful gift box.

Finally, the two men raised the fireworks in their hands, and with a "bang", colorful ribbons flew all over the sky.

The beat of the symphony ended just at the last accent.

Wen Xia looked at this scene and twitched her lips.

Zou Boyan: "Ah."

The hall was a little quiet. I don't know if it was because of Fang Huai's unique way of appearance. Only Fang Lianshu came forward with tears in his eyes and moved: "Good son!"

Without saying a word, he took his son and gave a moving speech to everyone.

Fang Huai waved his hands while listening, and said modestly: "No, no."

But his face was full of smiles. He was so proud that he was about to fly to the sky.

Wen Xia and Zou Boyan were both numb from watching.

Only Lin Fengqi had been silent since Fang Huai entered the scene. Although he was always silent. But

at this moment, he stood there, feeling his brain trembling, and his worldview was infinitely refreshed in these few short minutes. He almost couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand steadily. He couldn't believe it and fell into a long period of aphasia due to shock.

... Wen Xia, do you like this one?

The author has something to say:

"We still don't know where Lin Fengqi's little head went."