The happiness in this world is created by comparison, especially when others are working while you are resting.
An Xing is only 20 years old this year. Even if he is a bit delicate, he is in the best of health. After he solved his problem and got the IV drip, the next Monday, his fever had completely subsided, but he still had a cough and was weak.
It was impossible to go to work while sick, so An Zhaoming directly informed the HR department and carefully went through the sick leave procedures for his son, saying that his salary would not be deducted. An Xing also sent a message to Xiao Rui to explain the situation, and then he justified himself and stayed at home to rest.
Chen Ying has her own studio, and her work location is always flexible. If she doesn't want to go to the studio, she can draw at home. So An Xing changed into pajamas, and seeing that Chen Ying didn't go out, she happily went over.
"Mom, drink some water!"
"Do you want some cookies, Mom?"
"Mom, you work so hard, take a break!"
After the boy recovered from his illness, his face was still a little pale, and he clung to his mother like a little tail. Chen Ying was softened by his coquettish voice, and knew that her son was uneasy after telling the truth, so she did not refuse and let him circle around her. She did not mind the noise, and just buried her head in her work.
The villa was very big. An Zhaoming had a study, Chen Ying had a workshop, and An Xing also had his own craft room. Chen Ying's workshop had excellent lighting. When she was working at her desk, the sunlight shone from the side on the woman's bare face, and her eyes and eyebrows were extremely gentle.
An Xing wrapped himself in a small quilt and snuggled into the lazy sofa next to him. Looking at his mother's rosy complexion, which looked healthier than himself, he felt that he was great and proud that he had avoided the incident of a woman getting sick in his previous life.
He played with his cell phone for a while, showed his courtesy to Chen Ying for a while, and soon curled up on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.
When An Zhaoming got home in the evening, he was a little worried that his son was uncomfortable. He was thinking about how to make his son feel at ease and continue to get along with him as before, but he found out -
My goodness, this kid is more clingy than before.
When the young man once again snatched away the dish he was about to take for his wife, the wise and brave President An got angry.
"Xingxing, I see you've been staying at home a lot lately. Haven't you been out playing much?"
An Xing diligently picked up some crisp and delicious broccoli for Chen Ying and nodded perfunctorily.
"There's nothing to do. I'm busy!"
Did he come back to play for fun? Is he a heartless person? Not really.
An Zhaoming endured the throbbing of his forehead, kindly picked up a piece of meat for his son, and said earnestly:
"Kid, go out and socialize more. After all, you grew up with those young people. When you find your brother in the future, he still has to rely on you!"
Chen Ying lowered her head to hide her smile, while An Xing stared at the man in shock with meat in his mouth.
"younger brother?"
An Zhaoming remained calm: "We are both mom and dad's sons, so of course he is your brother!"
Hiss, does it mean that if Ning Rong recognizes him in the future, he will have to call him brother?
An Xing: suddenly excited.jpg
He suddenly felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, which made him feel worried and had a sense of urgency.
"Dad, you're right. If my brother comes back, people in his circle may exclude him. I have to help my brother and lay a good foundation for him in the circle!"
Although An Zhaoming was just talking nonsense, An Xing felt that his mind was opened.
In fact, these young masters in the Tangcheng circle are quite exclusive. After all, they grew up together and played together. Their parents are also acquaintances who often see each other, and they have some affection for each other. Needless to say, "other people's children" like Lu Tianchen, people like An Xing who are soft-hearted, not interested in showing off, and not arguing with others, are actually quite popular in the circle.
After the truth of his previous life was exposed, although everyone temporarily kept their distance from him, that was social distance in the eyes of outsiders. An Xing just didn't go out and avoid occasions where Ning Rong appeared, but his WeChat was still in the WeChat group of young masters.
Everyone didn't avoid him and created another group to gossip about him. It was also because of the ambiguous attitude of the second generation that An Xing was able to know so much about Ning Rong.
Therefore, it is hard to say whether Ning Rong could successfully integrate into the circle after his car accident in his previous life.
An Xing: "It just so happens that the group said we're going to sing in two days, so I'll go too."
An Xing behaved well, but An Zhaoming became worried: "Singing? It's not that kind of messy game, right?"
He knew that among these brats, there were a few dishonest ones who went out to drink and called the little stars with bad intentions. The stars were so good, they couldn't be led astray.
An Xing shook her head: "We met on a weekday, in a quiet bar. And they all know that they won't let any messy people get close to me."
He has always been very honest and has Lu Tianchen's protection. As long as no one wants to break up with him and make enemies, no one will force him to get close to questionable people.
An Zhaoming was relieved.
On Wednesday afternoon, after work, An Xing took a taxi to the agreed place, which was a bar opened by a young master in Quanli. He was led into a private room by the waiter, and there were already about ten people sitting inside.
"Little Star is coming!"
A young man with slightly longer hair came up and put his arm on An Xing's shoulders and pinched them twice.
"Has our Xingxing lost weight? Why do I feel like your face has become more pointed?"
"Brother Bo." An Xing called him obediently, "I caught a cold a few days ago and I just recovered."
The person who organized the party, Chen Bai, who was also the most well-informed and capable person in the second-generation circle, burst out laughing.
"That's because I have a lot of face. Our little Xingxing just recovered from her illness and came to your brother Bo's party?"
The boy looked well behaved, with his round almond eyes wide open: "Dad said it's not good for me to stay at home, so he asked me to come out and play."
The smile on Chen Bai's face grew even bigger, and he took An Xing's arm and walked into the private room.
"Then you should come to your brother Bo's party. Our party is quiet and we don't drink too much. The kitchen in the bar will make some light food. If you are hungry, ask the waiter to get it for you. The bill is all on me..."
As childhood friends, An Xing knew Chen Bo very well and knew that he was not the kind of person who didn't know his limits. Sure enough, after learning that he had just recovered from a cold and came to the party, Chen Bo didn't even make a scene or force him to drink a glass of wine. Instead, he told him to take care of himself and leave early if he felt unwell.
An Xing thanked Chen Bai obediently, looked around, and was slightly startled when his eyes fell on a person in the corner. He thought about it on the spot and simply walked in that direction.
The private room was large, with several long sofas and round booths. Several people were sitting in the booths, some chatting and some playing with their phones. An Xing walked over and sat not far from a young man who was playing with his phone. The man looked up and raised his eyebrows.
"An Xing? Are you here to drink today?"
It's no wonder that person was surprised. An Xing rarely participated in such activities in the second-generation circle. For example, in his previous life, he didn't come to today's cocktail party. He smiled at the young man and called him obediently.
"Brother Xiao Yi, that's facing the air conditioner. I just recovered from my cold, so I came over to sit here."
Xiao Yi put away his phone and smiled at An Xing.
"Please sit down. There's no one here."
The Xiao family owns a mine and is engaged in the jade business. They have some cooperation with Anning Jewelry. Xiao Yi is three years older than An Xing. The two grew up together and can chat for a while when they sit together. An Xing was thinking about how to lead the topic to what she wanted to say, when she heard Xiao Yi ask:
"I heard that you work for my uncle. How is it? Is he particularly perverted when he works?"
An Xing was stunned: "Uncle?"
Seeing this, Xiao Yi was also a little surprised.
"Xiao Rui, my uncle—you don't know?"
“…”
In a flash, An Xing remembered that the current head of the Xiao family had an old son who had been studying abroad in his early years. It seemed that rumors said he had only returned in recent years. In terms of seniority, that man was Xiao Yi's uncle.
And this uncle is Xiao Rui, An Xing’s teacher in the design department.
In his previous life, An Xing had never been to the design department, so there was no way he knew Xiao Rui, and he had never come to this cocktail party, so he had no chance to know about this matter at all.
He looked embarrassed: "I don't know... Teacher Xiao is your uncle? He didn't tell me..."
Xiao Yi was amused: "He is not a talkative person, so of course he won't bring it up on his own initiative."
"Come to think of it," Xiao Yi joked, "according to seniority, you can also call him uncle."
An Xing shook his shoulders and shook his head vigorously: "No, no, I don't have personal relationships in the company."
Xiao Yi burst into laughter, and the young master on the other side looked over curiously and saw Xiao Yi rubbing the boy's curly hair.
Seeing that Xiao Yi was just as cheerful and easy-going as he remembered, and even asked the waiter to bring some hot seafood porridge, An Xing became more determined about what he wanted to say. He leaned closer to Xiao Yi and lowered his voice.
"Brother Xiao Yi, did you make an appointment with someone to go racing this weekend?"
Xiao Yi was stunned: "How do you know?"
An Xing didn't take today's party seriously at first, but when he entered the private room and saw Xiao Yi just now, he remembered a big incident in his previous life.
Just this weekend, a group of young masters in the circle went to race on the winding mountain road, and ended up in a chain car accident. The others were only slightly injured, but Xiao Yi was seriously injured. The car flipped from the road to the bottom of the mountain. Later, because they were in the mountainous area, rescue was difficult, and eventually Xiao Yi had one leg amputated.
He and Xiao Yi were not very familiar with each other. After all, Xiao Yi was a few years older than him, and they didn't have much in common. But they had known each other since childhood and often attended parties together, so they were still somewhat close. Moreover, in his previous life, when the true and false young master incident came out, Xiao Yi was seriously injured and in a coma in the hospital, so naturally he didn't ridicule and mock him like some people in the circle did.
So An Xing will not sit idly by.
Thinking of the excruciating pain of her body being shattered when she was in a car accident, An Xing hurriedly grabbed the man's sleeve.
Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, looking at the handsome face of the young man who came close to him, and moved somewhat unnaturally.
What's wrong with this little thing? It's suddenly so close...
"Brother Xiao Yi, please don't go racing, okay?"
The boy's slightly hoarse voice sounded softly, filled with worry.
"So dangerous..."
Xiao Yi swallowed his saliva, then felt that it was not working, and coughed lightly before he could speak.
"What is that..."
"Hey, An Hao is here today too! What a rare guest!"
The young man who was standing next to Xiao Yi just now turned his head and stared at the person coming in from the door.
An Xing leaned against the booth, revealing a little bit of his head and curly hair, and squinted at the door.
Why did An Hao come to this drinking party?
There must be a conspiracy!
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