Chapter 118 No one likes to hear you reminiscing about the past
Wen Shuang came to see Tan Li carrying some things. The man was sitting on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, as if he had suffered a major blow. His outlook on life was shattered. He drooped his whole body, and when he heard the noise, he just raised his eyelids, as if he would be completely petrified if he continued sitting like this.
Wen Shuang had a lot of teasing words in her mind, but now she didn't dare to say a word, for fear that it would upset Tan Li and make him commit suicide on the spot.
"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Shuang sat down carefully and began to rack her brains to comfort him: "Weisheng has always been like this, you know it. Look at it from another perspective. He used to like SpongeBob so much, but because Tang Wansu was suppressing him, he didn't dare to show it. Now that he has finally started having sex, he should let himself go, right? Good thing, you love him so much..."
"I didn't stand firmly." Tan Li's voice was floating, and he gently interrupted Wen Shuang's words: "I was holding the doll at the time, trying to pull him to take pictures, and then I fell into the swimming pool. He was very nervous and heartbroken at the time. I was still thinking that with a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for, but what happened?"
Wen Shuang: “…” You can write the word “miserable” on my leg.
"As a result, he jumped down and ran towards the doll. After that, I questioned him. Guess what he said?" Tan Li's eyes were red.
Wen Shuang: "...what did he say?"
"He said you can swim but can the doll do it!"
Wen Shuang: “…” Typical Tang style.
"I didn't go back to my room to sleep last night." Tan Li covered his cheeks and rubbed them gently twice, his voice dull: "I must ask for an explanation on this matter!"
Wen Shuang agreed with this. If it were him and Xuan Zhe, he would not agree either. If he put Xuan Zhe into the water and left him alone, these dolls would be burned to death in the next second.
President Xuan would never allow anyone or anything to surpass him in Wen Shuang's heart.
As they were talking, the sound of a door opening was heard at the entrance, and Tang Weisheng came back.
Tang Weisheng saw Wen Shuang at a glance. He changed his shoes and joked: "Why, you're looking for help?"
Tan Li responded with a heavy snort.
Wen Shuang felt that Tan Li, who had been listless just now, was about to melt away, as if if Tang Weisheng didn't say a few nice words, he would "gurgle" and turn into foam and disappear.
Tang Weisheng frowned: "Stop it, I didn't care because I knew you could swim."
Tan Li: "You're not! You're just like SpongeBob, the best in the world!"
Wen Shuang moved back, not wanting to be drowned by the saliva. He looked at Tang Weisheng, who had a blank expression on his face. He breathed softly, as if his patience had run out. But in the end, he said gently, "Have you taken your medicine?"
Tan Li was very resolute: "I won't eat it! I'll just die of illness!"
Tang Weisheng raised his hand and pointed at him warningly, then went upstairs to get the medicine. His words were as cold as iron, but his actions were full of concern. You have to know that it was far from Tang Weisheng's time to get off work. Tan Li swayed on the sofa for a few times, regained some dignity, and felt faintly happy.
Tang Weisheng had a gloomy face. Tan Li knew when to stop, but he had to be fed the medicine, as if his hand was broken. He lowered his head, rubbed the pill in the young man's palm, and put it in his mouth. He also asked Tang Weisheng to help hold the cup for water.
Tang Weisheng indulged him in everything, and finally tightened his hand that had been rubbed by Tan Li.
"I asked you to help ask Zhou Qing about the flowers. How is it going?" Tang Weisheng said.
Wen Shuang grabbed some nuts from the table and ate them, puffing out her cheeks. "He said we'll have to wait two months and then give us some new flower seedlings so they'll be easier to grow."
"Okay." Tang Weisheng nodded, then turned with a look of disgust, thinking that Wen Shuang was too greedy and ate wherever she went. Having said that, he took out the dried fruits under the table.
Wen Shuang quickly took it: "Thank you, thank you."
Tan Li said, "You don't have to spoil my mother. She's not suitable for gardening. When she was young, my father often said that we couldn't cultivate other hobbies for her. My mother is kind-hearted, so I thought of adopting a dog with a good temper and loyalty to keep her company when we're not around."
Tang Weisheng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I want a dog and I have to buy flowers." It's rare that Tan's mother likes it, so I have to satisfy her.
Tan's mother was completely different from Tang Wansu, and even in their subsequent interactions, she shocked Tang Weisheng greatly, as he had never realized that a mother could be like this. Tan's mother had always hoped that Tan Li would marry and have children, but she never expected her son to find a man. Even so, Tan's mother accepted it calmly and treated Tang Weisheng as her own son.
Tang Weisheng has been extremely grateful for her help, and he should repay her with all his strength for her kindness.
Tan Li was so busy laughing that he couldn't help hugging Tang Weisheng's face and kissing him, "My wife is so nice."
Wen Shuang almost choked and couldn't help but make a retching motion.
On the other side, the meeting ended and Yu Ze and others arrived at the restaurant for dinner.
There were eight people on the other side, including Minister Li, who had always been at odds with Yu Ze. Smart people never speak ill of each other in friction, but instead use a steady attitude to crush the other party in areas they don't understand. Minister Li had some experience in construction and could speak a little bit. He thought Yu Ze knew nothing, but he came prepared and brought a professional with him.
Zhou Qing spoke eloquently, and his knowledge far surpassed Minister Li's. Soon, the middle-aged man began to feel overwhelmed and asked for a break to wait for the architect hired at a high price to arrive.
Yu Ze was very satisfied at this point. Although Zhou Qing had obtained a degree, he was now a gardener and might not be as proficient in the skills as before. He would most likely be unable to outperform the so-called architect hired by the other party. But it didn't matter. Seeing Minister Li's frustrated expression, Yu Ze felt relieved.
"Here, have some water." Yu Ze condescended to pour a glass of warm water for Zhou Qing.
"Thank you." Zhou Qing picked it up and drank it directly. The young man tilted his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolling slightly. A beauty is a beauty. Even when she drinks a sip of water, she is completely different from the rough men in the room.
A vice president across from me stared at me, his eyes fixed on me. Then he spoke in a gentle and friendly tone, "Zhou Qing, you're a talented person, right? Add me later. I'll ask you if I have any questions about construction."
Zhou Qing glanced at him without saying anything, knowing that he was from the same circle.
Yu Ze placed the water cup on the table with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Mr. Lin, what are you saying? As far as I know, you don't understand architecture. Besides, poaching my people right under my nose is not right."
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mr. Lin's questioning was fake, and his real intention was to get in touch with Zhou Qing. However, Yu Ze, who had always been smart and perceptive, seemed to have gotten stuck in a dead end and started to protect his own shortcomings.
Mr. Lin didn't think so. His expression was a little complicated. He first looked at Zhou Qing, then looked at Yu Ze carefully. Zhou Qing smiled generously, knowing that Mr. Lin was suspicious of his relationship with Yu Ze and thought they were a couple.
For some reason, perhaps to satisfy his own little whims, Zhou Qing pushed the cup toward Yu Ze and whispered, "I want more."
This is a signal, and the deep meaning is only understood by those in the circle, and there is no need to say it out loud. Mr. Lin is keeping a close eye on it, and he wants Mr. Lin to understand one thing: he is Yu Ze's man.
As a straight man, Yu Ze just treated it as a casual glass of water and didn't take it to heart at all.
Zhou Qing was afraid that Yu Ze would be too embarrassed to lose the bet.
Yu Ze didn't move. The man had high brow bones, and from Zhou Qing's perspective, he looked indescribably distant. After a moment, Yu Ze picked up the cigarette box on the table. It was the kind he usually smoked, with a softer taste. He cracked a cigarette out and put it in his mouth. Yu Ze then turned to look at Zhou Qing with a bit of nonchalance, and finally curled his lips: "Do you think I'm a waiter? I've already poured you a drink. You can drink more if you want. I have to do something."
There was a hint of ambiguity in the air. Someone whistled first, which livened up the originally cold atmosphere.
Judging from his appearance, Zhou Qing was the kind of person who couldn't stand teasing, and any slight intrusion would make the beauty shy. But in full view of everyone, Zhou Qing picked up the lighter on the table, and with a "click", the flame flickered in Yu Ze's eyes. He tilted his head slightly, and the distance between them suddenly shortened.
Zhou Qing didn't move. He saw Yu Ze's lips move slightly, and smoke came out after he took two puffs.
The man looked at Zhou Qing through a layer of darkness, and the unfathomable depth in his eyes made Zhou Qing feel as if he was being seen through.
Mr. Lin looked away awkwardly. He was a senior figure in the circle. Zhou Qing, who was in the situation, could not feel it, but as an outsider, he could see clearly that the possessiveness that Yu Ze exuded intentionally or unintentionally was really too strong.
Just then the door of the private room was pushed open. The master architect who was stuck in traffic was already twenty minutes late. He came in under the guidance of the waiter. He had a serious face and bowed deeply to everyone. His apology was sincere and neither humble nor arrogant. After saying "I'm sorry", he sat down at the attentive introduction of Minister Li.
Minister Li thought it over. There was still a chance. The company had hired this person at a high price. It would be fine if he could let Zhou Qing suffer a loss once!
But when the man looked up and his eyes fell on Zhou Qing's face, he was obviously startled. He was surprised at first, then showed a bit of joy and naivety. Yu Ze even saw a hint of admiration in his eyes, "Senior!"
"Senior," Minister Li said.
Not only him, everyone was a little surprised.
"You are..." Zhou Qingwei narrowed his eyes and recalled carefully, then searched for a figure in the depths of his memory, and finally read out the other person's name accurately: "Yu Qiushi"
"Right!" Yu Qiushi didn't get angry because of the half-minute hesitation. Instead, he pointed at himself excitedly and said, "Yu Qiushi, in the class after you, we're in the same major. We're both destined to be together in Class 2."
Yu Ze listened silently, shook off the long burnt ash, and had no expression on his face. He couldn't understand what fate meant by being in Class 2 these days.
Minister Li seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Did you graduate from the same tutor as Master Yu?"
"Of course not." Yu Qiushi continued.
Minister Li breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Yu Qiushi's instructor was a big shot in the industry, and Zhou Qing should not be able to reach him.
Who would have thought that the next second, Yu Qiushi would say proudly, "Senior is very famous throughout our school. He's not from our department, but the best professors all want to recruit him, praising his extraordinary talent and willingness to endure hardship. Anyway, in every competition, senior always gets first place, leaving others far behind. I have carefully studied senior's work, and I have to say..."
"That's enough." Yu Ze interrupted in a deep voice, pressing the cigarette butt fiercely into the ashtray. "Are you a freshly graduated freshman? Don't you know where you are? No one likes to hear you reminiscing about the past."
Mr. Lin: “…” Ouch!
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