After the meal, Lin Fengqi went to wash the empty lunch boxes.

Some employees who brought their own lunch were eating and chatting in the tea room. When Lin Fengqi took the empty lunch box, an employee was walking to the sink with an empty lunch box. Seeing him, he was stunned for a moment and was about to step back: "Mr. Lin..."

"No, you first."

The young employee responded and washed it quickly. After a few rinses, he gave up his seat.

He returned to the seat where he had just eaten. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Lin Fengqi washed his lunch box and left.

He said, "You scared me." The girl opposite him said, "It seems that this is the first time I see President Lin bring his own lunch."

"What do you mean bring your own? Didn't you see that President Lin just washed the dishes for two people?" said another person next to him, "Didn't you see? Assistant Zeng brought someone to President Lin's office. I saw that he was holding lunch in his hands."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know him, he's a handsome guy," the man paused, "Assistant Zeng seems to respect him very much."

After a few seconds of silence, one of them tentatively asked, "Come to think of it... Isn't President Lin married?"

...

Lin Fengqi returned to the office and sat back in his office chair. Wen Xia yawned on the sofa and asked him, "Don't you take a break at noon?"

"Later," Lin Fengqi said, "after you finish these."

"Well," Wen Xia stood up and stretched, "then you go ahead, I'll be leaving first."

Lin Fengqi was stunned and stopped what he was doing: "You...are leaving now?"

"Well, I'm going to the studio, what's wrong?"

"...Aren't you going to take a nap? I saw you yawning just now."

Wen Xia glanced at the sofa, feeling a little conflicted, but finally said, "I'll go to the studio to sleep, and I'll be back to work when I wake up."

At least he was used to sleeping on the sofa in the studio, but he had never slept on Lin Fengqi's sofa. The lunch break was short and precious, so it was better to rest in a familiar environment.

Lin Fengqi wanted to keep him for a while longer, but he also knew that he was so attached to his bed. He couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he didn't force him. He stood up and said, "I'll take you down."

"No, go ahead. Your elevator isn't locked."

Lin Fengqi didn't answer, but walked to the door, showing his insistence with his actions.

The two of them left the office together and ran into a group of people who had just returned from dinner. They greeted Lin Fengqi one after another, and then glanced at Wen Xia who was walking with him.

When they arrived at the elevator, the door was about to close. The people inside saw Lin Fengqi and hurriedly pressed the door opening button again.

"Thank you." Lin Fengqi nodded and walked into the elevator with Wen Xia.

In addition to them, there were three other people in the elevator, all of whom had just gone downstairs to eat.

After the two of them entered the elevator, they stood at the back and didn't dare to come out. It was like he was absent from class and turned around to find the head teacher standing at the back door of the classroom.

Wen Xia glanced at Lin Fengqi. Was he that scary? Wasn't his expression just a little cold? Was he usually very fierce in the company?

He thought of his Weibo and the backstage of the live broadcast platform. People often sent him private messages to complain about their studies or work. Wen Xia rarely replied. When he saw the overly negative content, he would advise the other party to prevent them from doing something stupid. What he saw most often was the miserable office workers who had just entered the society saying that they were scolded by their leaders and cried...

Is Lin Fengqi such a strict leader?

Feeling his gaze, Lin Fengqi tilted his head and looked over, suddenly asking: "Are you working overtime today?"

Wen Xia came back to her senses: "No, why?"

"I'll come to see you in the afternoon," Lin Fengqi said, "to pick up Ah Moo and Wen Da'e."

Ah Moo and Wen Da'e have been living a carefree life at Liao Xingchen's house these days, eating, playing, sleeping, and eating again every day. In the short videos sent by Liao Xingchen, Wen Da'e can often be seen lying lazily on the windowsill with his belly turned up to bask in the sun.

He doesn't miss his father at all, this rebellious son.

"Okay," Wen Xia said, "Remember to bring the lunch box this afternoon, just in case I need it tomorrow."

Lin Fengqi asked uncertainly, "Are you coming tomorrow too?"

"I didn't say that," Wen Xia paused, "It depends on my mood."

Lin Fengqi was silent for two seconds, then calmly said, "If you come over, we can go to the restaurant to eat."

Cooking also takes time, and Wen Xia also has to go to work, so she can't run home in the middle of the day to cook for him and then send the meal over. Today is just a special day, and it's just a special occasion.

The elevator quickly stopped on the second floor, and the three people behind him had to go down even if they didn't want to leave this corner.

Wen Xia happened to glance at the restaurant on the second floor. It was still meal time, and there were many people, and the smell of various foods came over. The decoration was simple and generous, and quite stylish.

He thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Lin Fengqi saw Wen Xia out the door. When he saw Wen Xia driving away from the parking lot next to him, he returned to the front desk and said: "In the future, when this Mr. Wen comes, just let him go up."

Front desk: "Okay, Mr. Lin."

Before long, the gossip about Lin Fengqi and Wen Xia spread almost all over the company. The original content of "Shock! The real-life version of the domineering president fell in love with me, click to see how Mr. Lin forced a flash marriage!" became: The rumor was broken! Mr. Lin and his partner went in and out together, the two were newlyweds, and they were in love! They have two children!

As for where the children came from? It is unknown at present and needs to be investigated.

Some people even swore: I saw Mr. Lin and his wife feeding each other in the office with my own eyes. That scene was so disgusting.

This gossip reached the ears of the real person. Hearing this rumor, Lin Fengqi just kept silent for a while, and then quietly let his brain imagine the scene of him and Wen Xia feeding each other...

It is a wonderful thing that humans have imagination.

He thought.

When Wen Xia arrived at the studio, Liu Feisi was sleeping, and Ah Deng was sitting in front of the computer watching a movie with headphones on. The remaining two girls, Yaoyao and Xiaocong, one was slacking off and drawing, and the other was sleeping like Liu Feisi.

The two awake ones looked up, Wen Xia didn't say anything, raised her hand and greeted them, and lay down on the sofa in the rest area for a nap.

When Liu Feisi woke up and saw his boss, he was shocked. He turned around and asked Ah Deng softly, "When did the boss come?"

Ah Deng took off his earphones and said, "When you were a pig in your dream."

Liu Feisi: "You are the pig."

"Pick out the eye mucus first."

"Damn."

Wen Xia slept for about half an hour, and was still a little sleepy after waking up. Liu Feisi couldn't wait to rush over: "Boss! I miss you so much!"

"Stop pretending," Wen Xia glanced at him lazily, "You're almost happy when I'm not around."

"What you said... huh? Boss, do you have a cold?"

Wen Xia yawned and stood up: "So stay away from me. I won't be responsible if you get infected."

After saying that, he remembered something and picked up his phone to send a message to Lin Fengqi: [I forgot to ask when I left, you don't have a fever, do you? ]

Judging from Lin Fengqi's condition, he shouldn't have a fever, but he has a nasal tone when he speaks and coughs occasionally.

But it's not ruled out that this person is pretending to be fine.

Observation object: [No. ]

Wen Yixia: [Have you taken the medicine? ]

Observation object: [I have taken it. ]

Wen Xia is caring about herself...

Lin Fengqi held his mobile phone, and his cold seemed to be cured without treatment. His nose was no longer blocked, his throat was no longer sore, and he could work 24 hours a day.

The phone vibrated, and Wen Xia replied: [Then you should go to work well.]

He is so nice.

Lin Fengqi put down the phone with satisfaction.

On the other hand, Wen Xia also returned to work. He first held a meeting to discuss how to make changes and improvements based on the feedback on "Flower of the End" this week, and then asked four people to report on the work progress.

The afternoon passed quickly in the busyness. After work, Liu Feisi and others left together. Lin Fengqi had not come yet, so Wen Xia stayed to wait for him.

Wen Xia sent him a message to tell him that he was off work, but there was no reply for the time being. Maybe he is still busy.

He was bored, so he opened the Whales app and posted a message: [Do you have any game recommendations for me to play during my next live broadcast?]

Soon, a series of game names appeared in the comments. Some of them were more thoughtful, with a brief introduction and their own feelings without spoilers after the game name.

Wen Xia wrote down a few of them, and a message popped up on his phone. He thought it was from Lin Feng, but when he looked up, he found that it was not from Lin Feng, but from his old comrade Wen.

Old Wen: [Son, you are not at home?]

Wen Xia was stunned, his right eyelid twitched, and he replied: [I am at work.]

Old Wen: [Aren’t you off work at this time?]

Wen Yixia: [Who flies home after work? It takes time to get home.]

Old Wen: [How long will it take you to come back? ]

Wen Yixia: [What's the matter with you, Mr. Wen?]

Old Wen: [Nothing, I just came here to do some work, and thought I'd come to see you on the way. I rang the doorbell for a long time but no one came to open the door.]

Wen Xia quickly replied to him with a voice message: "You don't even check the time. Okay, I'll go home and show you after the weekend. Don't wait, go back, I'm planning to have a meal with A Deng and the others outside."

After a while, Old Wen said regretfully: [Okay, I'm going back.]

Wen Xia just breathed a sigh of relief, and Comrade Old Wen sent another message: [By the way, just to tell you, come back on Saturday, let's go out to eat on Saturday.]

Wen Yixia: [?]

Old Wen: [What? Unhappy? / Angry]

Wen Yixia: [No, why did you think of going out to eat out for no reason? ]

He remembered what Liao Xingchen said that day, saying that the parents of both sides have not given up the idea of ​​matching up, and have been trying to pull strings again.

Sure enough, Wen Shanhai said: [Come if I ask you to, are you the father or am I the father?]

Wen Xia: “…”

Wen Xia knows his father too well. Generally, this kind of evasive and pretentious attitude, without saying what is going on, is usually a big cat behind it.

But it’s okay to go there, anyway, he and Liao Xingchen know it well, just do the surface work.

Wen Yixia: [You are you, I listen to you.]

Old Wen: [That’s right]

After dealing with Wen Shanhai here, the message from Lin Fengqi came: [Waiting for you outside the parking lot.]

Wen Xia turned off the computer, and when he drove out of the parking lot, he saw Lin Fengqi’s car parked next to him. The two of them arrived at Liao Xingchen's residence one after the other. Mingchuan was not there, so Liao Xingchen opened the door himself.

As soon as the door opened, Ah Moo rushed over, excitedly stroking Lin Fengqi and Wen Xia, his tail almost swung like a propeller, and he whimpered, as if he had been abandoned.

Liao Xingchen said, "You two drove here, right? Ah Moo knew you were coming when you were still downstairs, and he kept prying at the door."

Lin Fengqi squatted down to comfort the poor dog. Wen Xia changed her shoes and walked a few steps inside, only to see her own rebellious son jump off the cat climbing frame and trot over, meowing.

"You bumped into a tree, and you knew to turn?" Wen Xia was very disappointed. "You only came here after you saw me. It's hindsight."

That being said, who can resist a little cat that rubs against your trouser legs and asks for a touch?

Liao Xingchen brought all the things over and said with a smile, "It has been sleeping on the windowsill these days. I guess it's not just for the sun. Sometimes it sits there and looks downstairs."

Wen Xia bent down and picked up Wen Dayu, and stroked his head twice. Under Lin Fengqi's comfort, his head lay down and turned over on his belly. His sluggishness was totally inconsistent with his majestic and handsome appearance.

Hearing what Liao Xingchen said, Wen Xia rubbed his pigeon's head, which in return made the little guy purr happily.

He put the dog leash on Ah Moo and put Wen Pigeon into the cat bag. Just as he was about to leave, Lin Fengqi's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, said something to the two of them, and walked aside to answer the phone.

It was also at this time that Wen Xia asked Liao Xingchen: "Saturday?"

Liao Xingchen showed an understanding expression and nodded: "I know."

"What do you mean?" Wen Xia said, "My dad said he was going out to eat."

Liao Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said: "More than that, conservatively estimated to play for a whole day."

"One day?" Wen Xia was surprised.

"Yes, but my dad didn't tell me the specific itinerary." Liao Xingchen had a headache and patted him on the shoulder, "I have a hunch that the enemy will come in a strong way this time."

Wen Xia also had a headache.

Lin Fengqi had been on the phone for a while, and when he hung up, the two of them said goodbye to Liao Xingchen, holding the dog and the cat.

However, after going downstairs, Wen Xia's car had just driven five meters when a surprised male voice suddenly came from the side: "Hey - Wen Xia?"

Wen Xia braked and turned around, stunned.

Father Liao came over with a look of surprise on his face, and in the blink of an eye, the surprise was replaced by a smile: "Really! I thought I was seeing things." "

...Uncle Liao." Wen Xia's alarm bells were ringing wildly in his mind.

Sure enough, Father Liao smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"

There was a lot of meaning in his friendly tone.

Wen Xia also smiled: "I came here to find a friend."

"Oh - a friend?" Father Liao continued meaningfully, "What a coincidence, your brother Xingchen also lives here, in the building behind me, and your friend too?"

What can he do, it has to be true: "Yes, what a coincidence."

"Isn't this fate! I just came to deliver some things, and then I saw you." Father Liao laughed so hard that his eyes were almost blinded, "By the way, your dad and I have an appointment to go out and play on Saturday, and you can come too."

Wen Xia could only say: "I heard about this from my dad."

"Told? That's fine! Remember to come, Suye Villa," said Father Liao, "Don't say that Liao Xingchen is with you, I think we get along well. I also told your dad, he can not go, but you must go."

Wen Xia could only smile.

The more Liao's father looked at Wen Xia, the more satisfied he was. He was much better than the boy named Ming who used to hang out with his son.

After finally sending Liao's father away, Wen Xia started the car again and found that Lin Fengqi's car was parked in front of him and had not moved.

He honked the horn, but the man still did not move.

Wen Xia had no choice but to drive forward, parallel to his, and rolled down the passenger window: "Let's go."

Lin Fengqi looked at him and suddenly asked: "Was that Liao Xingchen's father just now? Are you going out to dinner with them on Saturday?"

Apparently he had heard it, so Wen Xia had to nod, pretending not to know that Lin Fengqi had regarded Liao Xingchen as a love rival: "Oh, I always forgot to tell you, my dad and his dad met not long ago, Liao Xingchen and his dad went to my house for dinner."

Lin Fengqi looked thoughtful, nodded absentmindedly, and didn't know if he heard it.

But it didn't matter.

It's Saturday, Suye Villa...

He just received a call ten minutes ago from Fang Lianshu, saying that he wanted to invite him to Suye Villa for a gathering on Saturday.

It is said that Fang Huai will also go.

He refused at first, but now -

haha.

Lin Fengqi started the car: "Well, let's go back."

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