"Fuck, Bo Lin, what's the relationship between me and Xiao Jian? Is he with you? You're such a piece of shit, buddy..."
"Lu Zexi!" Bo Lin's voice was calm, but with a warning.
"Mr. Lu, I'm still here." Lu Zexi only saw him after Hua Jian spoke.
"You," Lu Zexi's pupils trembled. He pointed at the two men who were eating breakfast early in the morning and said in disbelief, "You..."
"Mr. Lu, please don't misunderstand me. I have something to do with Mr. Bo."
Bo Lin raised his eyes and looked at Hua Jian, feeling somewhat dissatisfied that he called him Mr. Bo again.
There was ice in his eyes, and he said to Lu Zexi coldly: "Get lost."
The car roared away, its exhaust fumes spraying into his face. Lu Zexi muttered, "Is Bo Lin crazy?"
In the car, Hua Jian felt helpless: "Mr. Lu seems to have misunderstood the relationship between you and me."
Bo Lin stared at him intently: "Do you care about his thoughts?"
Hua Jian laughed: "I don't mind, but he's your good friend. It's not good for him to misunderstand me, right?"
Bo Lin said calmly, "Ignore him."
At this point, Bo Lin paused and asked, "I heard that the bar pays you via WeChat. Can I transfer the painting fee directly to you?"
"How can you pay me so quickly if I don't even have a job?"
[Bo Lin doesn't really have feelings for me, does he? What the hell? One million is already ridiculous, and now he wants money upfront?]
Bo Lin clenched his fingers suddenly. He wanted to explain something but Hua Jian continued to speak in his mind.
"But Bo Lin doesn't like men. He must have his reasons for doing this. Could it be that he's attracted by my painting skills? Does he think I'm worth investing in?"
[It must be like this! ]
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