Wen Xia found that he was really easy to coax.

For example, now, Lin Fengqi just looked at him like this, and he completely lost his temper.

Looking at Lin Fengqi again, there was no trace of the cold and ruthless look when he faced him at the beginning.

Wen Xia curled his lips and said, "Get up."

Lin Fengqi stood up obediently and asked tentatively, "You...are not angry anymore?"

"Who said I'm not angry anymore," Wen Xia said stubbornly, "I said I'm not that easy to coax."

Hearing this, Lin Fengqi frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

What's good?

Lin Fengqi didn't say it, and Wen Xia didn't know until this Saturday.

That night, Wen Xia hurriedly ended the live broadcast. The audience in the live broadcast room was interrupted halfway through the plot, and there were wailing everywhere. That night, the private messages between Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi were filled with messages. There was also a long comment in the dynamic comment area that sorted out the plot, and it was praised to the front row in a blink of an eye.

Even Gui Qulai ran over to see the excitement and chatted heatedly under the comments.

Outside the Internet, Wen Xia also had a long talk with Lin Fengqi.

It was not a coincidence that Lin Fengqi knew about Wen Xia's live broadcast. He had been paying attention to Wen Xia's dynamics before. But it was really a coincidence that he knew about the game made by Wen Xia. This has to go back to his college days.

Lin Fengqi didn't have much contact with games. He didn't have a mobile phone until he graduated from high school. All his impressions of games were still stuck on Mario and King of Fighters that everyone played when they were young.

When Wen Xia was in college, he made a pixel RPG by himself, just to practice his skills. Who knew that the response was unexpectedly good. After watching the live broadcast of the game by the game anchor he followed, Lin Fengqi's roommate downloaded it and tried it out, and then began to promote it crazily.

Lin Fengqi already had a computer at that time. Although it was a second-hand laptop bought to save money, it was more than enough for a small pixel RPG. The roommate's promotion was sold throughout the dormitory, including him. He had a strong sense of distance when dealing with people. His roommate only mentioned it twice and then stopped, unlike when he was with other people, he almost snatched the computer to help them install the game.

Originally, he did not take his roommate's recommendation seriously, until one day he and Zhou Yixian came back from meeting a client together. The pressure accumulated during that time came over him like a tidal wave, making him a little breathless. After turning off the lights, he stared at the only computer that was on in the dark for a long time. For some reason, he remembered the game his roommate mentioned.

He downloaded it for some unknown reason.

Lin Fengqi played very slowly. It took him nearly half a month to complete the game process of several hours. Probably because it was a rare pastime for him to relax, he didn't want to finish it too quickly.

After completing the game, he saw the producer's name: Wait for Xia.

This name made Lin Fengqi like this game a little more. He followed the list at the end of the film to find the producer's Weibo and clicked to follow him.

At that time, he didn't know that this was Wen Xia, and he didn't have much time to check Weibo, he was too busy. He just remembered occasionally and would go on Weibo to see if this producer had released any new game news. He watched this producer make games from one person to set up a studio, and he would use his free time to slowly experience every game that was released. He

knew that this was Wen Xia when Guiqulai asked this producer to live broadcast a double row. Lin Fengqi never watched live broadcasts, nor did he care about these things. It was only a few days later that he looked at Deng Xia's homepage and found that he had forwarded a Weibo post from Guiqulai, which was a collection of their previous double row highlights.

After he clicked it, he heard Wen Xia's voice.

Lin Fengqi didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment. He only knew that when he came to his senses, the video had already been played, and his nose was sore.

Everything that followed was natural. After he knew that it was Wen Xia, he began to pay close attention to Weibo. When he learned that Wen Xia had opened a live broadcast room, he immediately rushed to support her, subscribing, sending gifts, SC... The two-year journey of peeping on the screen began from then on.

When Lin Fengqi said this, he hugged Wen Xia again little by little.

Of course, he concealed many details, such as his own emotions. But even if he didn't say it, Wen Xia could imagine it.

He pinched the flesh on the back of Lin Fengqi's hand, took away his arm around him, and said: "Lin Fengqi, do you feel that it seems that God wants us to meet again?"

Being rejected for the hug, Lin Fengqi looked listless, and after a moment, he still nodded: "Yeah."

The word "destined" is cliché, but for lovers, it is extremely romantic.

On Saturday, Wen Xia slept until he woke up naturally. After breakfast, Lin Fengqi said, "Can you go out with me?"

"Where to?" Wen Xia asked.

"Something."

It was as good as saying nothing. But Wen Xia still packed up and went out with him.

Then Lin Fengqi drove him all the way to... the sales office of a certain real estate project?

Wen Xia: "?"

Wen Xia turned his head and looked at Lin Fengqi who had just parked the car: "What are you doing here?"

Lin Fengqi said, "To look at houses."

Wen Xia looked at him, hesitant to say anything. But Lin Fengqi turned off the engine and unbuckled his seat belt as if he didn't see it.

It was snowing today. The two got out of the car, and a well-trained security guard came over with two umbrellas to support them. Lin Fengqi only took one, then pulled Wen Xia over and supported him together.

Walking into the sales office, the receptionist at the door smiled and said, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

Lin Fengqi said, "I have an appointment with your General Manager Fang."

The receptionist was stunned for a moment, then smiled more kindly, "Mr. Lin? Please wait a moment."

The receptionist went to the front desk to inform that a real estate consultant came to inquire, and Lin Fengqi declined. The two found a seat and sat down.

Wen Xia, who had been silent, spoke softly at this time: "So you know that this is Fang Huai's property."

Lin Fengqi carefully observed his expression and nodded honestly.

"Do you want to buy a house?" Wen Xia asked.

Lin Fengqi nodded and shook his head.

"What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?"

Lin Fengqi sat up straight involuntarily, licked his lower lip, and looked a little nervous: "I... want to buy a house, but not for myself alone."

Wen Xia had a hunch, and still asked: "What is that?"

"For this house, I plan to--" He took a deep breath, reached out to hook the knuckles of Wen Xia's ring finger, stroked the slightly cool ring with his fingertips, and said softly, "As a betrothal gift." As he spoke, he pinched the ring finger that was wearing the same style of ring as him, his eyes sincere.

Wen Xia's heartbeat was a little fast.

Before he could say anything, a male voice interrupted: "Boss Lin."

This voice was so familiar, who else could it be but Fang Huai.

When Fang Huai was working, his tone was official and impartial, without any personal emotions, but Wen Xia had grown up with him after all, and no matter how well these idiots pretended to be, he could see that he was not prepared. Who knows why he was cursing in his heart at this moment.

The reason was simple, because Lin Feng got up to look at his family's property, and brought Wen Xia with him.

If this deal went through, Wen Xia would become his customer!

Fang Huai's property is a new one. Some time ago, Fang Lianshu boasted to Wen Shanhai about how good his villa is, that it is built by the sea, has a beautiful environment, and has complete facilities.

But the Wen family is not in the real estate business. Old Comrade Wen was puzzled by his boasting and asked in a friendly manner: "You said so much, are you planning to give a house to my son for his wedding? Then I would like to thank Uncle Fang on his behalf."

This made Fang Lianshu so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Dream on! Forget about being our customer!"

- But now, it may really come true.

Fang Huai thought, is this called the son paying the father's debt? But on second thought, if it works, he will earn money from Lin Fengqi. Seeing the special relationship between Wen Xia and Lin Fengqi, can it also be considered as earning money from Wen Xia?

Originally, he still resented his father. If Fang Lianshu hadn't heard that Lin Fengqi was coming to see the house, and hurriedly asked him to entertain this big customer in person, he wouldn't have cared.

Thinking of this, Fang Huai cheered up again.

He added a real estate consultant, and the four of them seemed to be chatting and laughing.

Wen Xia originally thought that he was here to see a house for Lin Fengqi, but he didn't expect that he would be involved, so he was very picky. Sometimes he complained that the location of this building was not good, and sometimes he didn't like the orientation of that building...

Lin Fengqi and the real estate consultant were of course patient, but Fang Huai was not necessarily.

He was annoyed by Wen Xia's nitpicking. After Wen Xia said again, "Forget it, I think this building is too remote," he couldn't stand it anymore: "Are you going to buy it or not? Are you kidding me?"

Wen Xia paused, and looked over lightly, with a hint of arrogance: "Tsk, is this how you treat your customers?"

Fang Huai's veins were throbbing, and he was speechless.

"Why, Mr. Fang, is this how you treat your customers?" Wen Xia said again.

The real estate consultant next to him had seen this kind of battle before, but he had never seen such a big customer lose his temper, and it was their Mr. Fang who caused it! Fortunately, she was very experienced in her business, so she immediately smiled and brought the topic back to the house: "Mr. Wen, don't be angry. If you think this one is too remote, there is another one here. How about this one?"

Wen Xia glanced at Fang Huai's angry face, and felt very happy. In fact, he had a favorite one, which happened to be in the place where the real estate consultant pointed. He nodded and pointed to one of them and said, "This location is okay."

Wen Xia was a little angry at first, but after looking at it, he really had a favorite one. However, buying a house is not a trivial matter. The two of them couldn't make a hasty decision after such a trip. After understanding more or less, they went home first.

When seeing them off, Fang Huai smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face almost fell off, and it was obvious that he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

When they left, the snow outside got heavier. The two of them returned to the car with an umbrella. Lin Fengqi returned the umbrella to the security guard and closed the car door. However, he did not start the car immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia also looked at him, and they looked at each other in silence.

Back in the car, isolated from the wind and snow and others, some restless emotions surged up again.

Finally, Wen Xia spoke first: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"It's not sudden," Lin Fengqi said, "I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"I've never seen anyone think of a 'dowry' after getting married." Wen Xia said again.

However, their marriage was unusual from the beginning.

"Then how about this..." Lin Fengqi turned sideways, and a tiny light flashed in the depths of his black eyes, reflecting Wen Xia's figure, "Are you a little easier to coax?"

Wen Xia was startled. She didn't expect that he was still thinking about that sentence.

He stared at Lin Fengqi for a moment, then lowered his eyes to glance at the ring on his ring finger.

Then he did something.

Lin Fengqi watched him suddenly take out his cell phone and dial a number. When he saw the words "Comrade Lao Wen" on the screen, his breath tightened.

But Wen Xia looked very natural and even turned on the hands-free mode.

After ringing for ten seconds, the call was connected.

"What's the matter, son?" Wen Shanhai sounded in a very good mood. "You called at a coincidence. I was just about to tell you that your Uncle Liao is finally free next week and asked me to go out and play. You can come with me--"

Wen Xia interrupted him: "I won't come with you."

Wen Shanhai: "You said you are not sociable, right? Uncle Liao cares--"

Wen Xia: "See if you are free before then, come out for dinner."

Wen Shanhai said strangely: "So sudden, what good news is there?"

"Yes, it's a big good news," Wen Xia said calmly, "I'll take you to meet your son-in-law."

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