A tiny piece of paper was held between two fingers.

Shi Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not nervous."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, you are not nervous."

Shi Jin raised his eyes to look at him: "Why are you here?"

He himself didn't realize that after seeing Yu Ci, the suppressed emotions seemed to be swept away.

Yu Ci casually threw the piece of paper into the trash can: "Come and have some tea with a friend."

"But you—" He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes thoughtfully: "If I'm not mistaken, you just came out of Dancong Yayuan."

And there seems to be only one guest in Dancong Yayuan today.

Qin Mo, the head of the Qin family.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Shi Jin inquiringly: "The person you met was Qin Mo?"

Shi Jin raised his head.

Yu Ci was standing right in front of him, his figure was tall, and at this distance, he seemed like an invisible confinement.

His eyebrows and eyes were naturally sharp. At this moment, he tilted his head slightly, and his crimson-black eyes lightly swept across the edge of the wall and fell on his face.

Look of inquiry.

"Yes." Shi Jin nodded, his eyes light: "Do you know him?"

“Not really an acquaintance.”

Yu Ci moved his body, and the thin necklace around his neck swayed: "An elder in the circle."

Shi Jin raised her eyes and looked at him.

A light scent mixed with the fragrance of shower gel invaded his nose. Yu Ci touched the tip of his nose and looked away first: "So you are the grandson Qin Mo is looking for?"

As he said this, he thought back to the glimpse of white gauze he had seen last night.

After a pause, Yu Ci changed his words and added a suffix: "......female"

His last words were so light that Shi Jin could not hear them clearly. He only heard the question at the beginning.

So he nodded: "From the perspective of blood relationship, yes."

Yu Ci keenly sensed the rejection in his words, and thinking of what Cheng Si had just said about the Qin family, he paused for two seconds and changed the subject: "Is your cold better?"

Shi Jin nodded, his light-colored lips slightly parted: "Last night..." "Pah——"

Something hit the door of the tea room next to them, and after a dull sound, there was the sound of porcelain breaking on the ground.

Then a young man angrily yelled, "You are a scumbag who refuses to admit his mistakes even after pulling up his pants."

Next second.

"brush--"

The door of the tea room was pulled open, revealing an angry face.

A young man in a light yellow T-shirt came out of the tea room, his handsome face full of anger. When he saw the two people outside the door, he paused, as if a little embarrassed.

Shi Jin took a step back and made room for the door.

The young man bit his lip and quickly walked out of the tea room, whispering a thank you to Shi Jinshi as he passed by.

The boy's back quickly disappeared in the corridor.

Yu Ci's eyes inadvertently swept across the tea room, and when he saw the person sitting in the room, his eyebrows slightly raised: "Scumbag——"

The people in the house also saw him, and a light flashed across the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

The man stood up.

Yu Ci curled his lips, and his eyes fell on Shi Jin who was opposite him with a smile: "Your acquaintance."

The man in the room paused slightly as he walked towards the door, then walked to the door calmly.

The step Shi Jin took back just now made him stand far away from the tea room door. From his angle, he could only see the half-open door and Yu Ci sitting opposite him.

He looked up and saw the man coming out of the tea room.

The handsome man in a beige casual suit and gold-rimmed glasses greeted him calmly: "Good afternoon."

Shi Jin was not surprised. After all, Wei Chan had never been very restrained in front of him.

not to mention......

He glanced at Yu Ci, who was leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket.

A kind roommate also sent him a photo last night.

Noticing his gaze, Yu Ci raised his head, and the end of his sharp eyebrows just slightly raised.

Willful and lazy.

Shi Jin retracted his gaze and looked at Wei Chan: "Editor-in-Chief Wei."

"Meeting is destiny." Wei Chan pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and invited Shi Jin: "Since we are so destined, how about having a meal together?"

"no."

Before Shi Jin could speak, Yu Ci refused: "He is not feeling well and needs to go home to rest."

Shi Jin paused slightly, and looked at Yu Ci with some confusion: He was not feeling unwell.

Yu Ci looked back calmly: You do.

Although he didn't know what Yu Ci was up to, Shi Jin still nodded in agreement: "Sorry, I'm really not feeling well. Maybe next time."

Wei Chan saw the reactions of the two people.

He curled the corners of his lips and turned the ring on his index finger, his eyes moved between the two people's faces, and suddenly said: "Excuse me, are you two in a relationship?"

when--

Yu Ci felt as if his head was hit by a huge bell, and the word "lover" was buzzing in his mind.

Wei Chan repeated the question again: "Really?"

Yu Ci came back to his senses, and felt that his ears seemed to be a little hot. His eyes drifted twice, and he stuttered for some reason: "No, it's not."

He suppressed the strange emotions that inexplicably surged in his heart, touched his hot earlobe, and denied: "We are just roommates."

Wei Chan glanced at Shi Jin who was standing beside him.

He didn't know when he lowered his eyes, and his jade-white face had a dull expression.

Wei Chan raised his eyebrows: "Since you two are not lovers, then I can officially pursue Shi Jin."

Yu Ci frowned suddenly.

Wei Chan looked at him with a smile.

The air around the two of them seemed to freeze.

In the silence——

"Feel sorry."

A cold voice interrupted the inexplicable confrontation between the two people.

Shi Jin's tone was cold, and his long eyelashes drooped downwards.

He has thin eyelids, and his facial lines are thin and smooth. He looks very distant when he is not speaking or making any expression.

With his eyes lowered at this moment, his gaze swept over indifferently, and there was an inexplicable sense of coldness.

——At least Yu Ci felt a little nervous.

Not because of fear, but because——

"I have no interest in love."

Shi Jin uttered these words with a faint look in his eyes.

——

The funeral of the eldest son of the Qin family is scheduled for the end of July.

This time is neither early nor late.

It is said to be early because this time is used to prepare for a funeral, which is somewhat rushed for the Qin family.

It was said to be late because according to the customs of Chuncheng, the ashes of the eldest son of the Qin family, who should have been buried long ago, were not buried, but were abruptly kept until the day of the funeral.

Although Mr. Qin's move was puzzling, everyone who received the invitation still came as promised.

As one of the three largest families in Chuncheng, the Qin family should be given due face.

The funeral was held on a rainy day.

It started raining in Chuncheng after several months of sunshine, perhaps to see off the hardworking and philanthropic eldest son of the Qin family.

It was naturally impossible for the Qin family to have all the guests follow to see off like an ordinary family. Except for a few people who were on good terms with the Qin family who followed the hearse to the scene, most people stayed in the hotel's banquet hall.

Xu Qian tugged at his suit uncomfortably, searching the crowd with his eyes.

Someone bumped into his shoulder: "Hey."

Xu Qian looked back and recognized that this was a branch of the Cheng family.

Chengcai saw that he had seen him and raised his chin: "Do you know why there is such a scene today?"

Xu Qian became interested. He let go of his hand that was pulling at his suit and leaned over to ask, "Why?"

Chengcai was confused: "I'm asking you, why are you asking me back?"

Xu Qian was also confused: "Aren't you fucking keeping me in suspense?"

Chengcai glared back at him angrily: "If I knew this, I wouldn't be just a branch of the Cheng family."

Xu Qian scratched his head, feeling aggrieved for no apparent reason: "But my family is just a small family."

Initially, the Xu family was just at the bottom of the circle. It was only later, because he hung out with Brother Ci, that Uncle Yu promoted his father a little, and that’s how the Xu family got some status in Chuncheng.

How could he know something that even Chengcai doesn’t know?

"That's true." Chengcai touched his chin and asked, "Where's Brother Ci? Why haven't I seen him?"

Speaking of this, Xu Qian remembered that he was just looking for Brother Ci, but was intercepted by Chengcai before he found him.

He shook his head and continued to search among the crowd: "I'm looking, but I haven't seen anyone yet."

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a familiar figure in the crowd. Xu Qian waved at Chengcai and walked towards the figure: "Third Brother!"

Cheng Si raised his eyebrows and turned around: "Oh, it's Xiao Qianzi."

He was wearing a black suit today, and even when he didn't speak, his face was still somewhat intimidating.

Cheng Wu, who was wearing the same suit as him, stood next to him with a stern face, staring straight at the boy next to Cheng Si, as if he wanted to shoot a hole in him with his eyes.

Xu Qian had long been accustomed to Cheng Si calling him that. He rubbed his head and asked Cheng Si, "Third brother, have you seen Brother Ci?"

"Yu Ci?" Cheng Si paused as he shook the red wine glass. He looked around the venue but didn't see anyone familiar. "He didn't come with me. Did you call him?"

"I called, but Brother Ci didn't answer." Xu Qian frowned: "Brother Ci said he would come yesterday, why haven't I seen him yet?"

"He said he would come?"

"He did," Xu Qian nodded. "Although he was a little impatient at the time, Aunt Zhong kept calling, so he finally agreed."

"Then don't worry." Cheng Si took a sip of red wine slowly: "If he said he would come, then he would definitely come. There is no need to rush."

"By the way, what time does the party start?"

Cheng Wu spoke first: "Eleven o'clock."

"It's..." Cheng Si glanced at the watch on his wrist: "...10:50, it's almost time."

He lowered his wrist and raised his chin towards the entrance: "Hey, here it comes."

Xu Qian looked in the direction he was looking.

A black figure appeared at the door of the hotel banquet room.

He is tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, and relies on his natural body to make a black suit of similar style look like it was tailor-made.

Xu Qian waved excitedly: "Brother Ci!"

So Cheng Si looked at the man with a look of toothache as he walked over, attracting the attention of men and women all the way as if he had his own spotlight - including the young boyfriend next to him who had just started working for a day.

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Wei Chan: My surname is Wei, and my name is Assist.