Yan Xiu Ji was almost pierced through the brain by the rabbit's evil voice.
It wasn't scary, it was just too sudden, it was like an explosion in the car. Zhou Ziyi wanted to do it again, but Yan Xiuji immediately said, "Stop it."
Zhou Ziyi paused.
Yan Xiuji asked again: "Where did it come from?"
"It's a gift for drinking milk tea." Zhou Ziyi said casually and put away his phone.
The car was silent again. Yan Xiuji didn't play any music or turn on the radio, and the atmosphere in the luxury car that was advertised as "so quiet that you can even hear your breathing" suddenly became awkward. Of course, Zhou Ziyi might be the only one who was embarrassed.
Zhou Ziyi glanced at Yan Xiuji cautiously, but couldn't help but ask, "Well..."
Yan Xiuji: “What?”
"Boss Yan, my speed today... is it too much?" Zhou Ziyi rakes his hair, ruining the handsome hairstyle he had before going out. "What they said was really irritating, I couldn't help it... sorry."
Yan Xiuji glanced at him and asked, "Can't help it?"
"Ah, isn't that so?" Zhou Ziyi felt that President Yan was not angry, and he immediately felt relieved and leaned back in his chair.
——Sure enough, as long as you give in first, Yan Jiafang will be "very reasonable".
Zhou Ziyi sighed again: "When I first arrived at your house, didn't you go into the kitchen? They were bullying me then. To be honest, they even dissed you. They were not being polite at all. Although I could barely hold it back at that time, I was so angry. You know, I was so angry, right?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured near his collarbone.
Yan Xiuji glanced at him and asked, "So, you started recording later?"
"...Ahem." Zhou Ziyi replied, "I was just passing by after using the restroom, and he was smoking at the door. Our eyes met, and I nodded in a friendly manner, then walked past. Unexpectedly, I was shot in the back! I thought to myself that there was no one else around, so I just had to have a fight. Otherwise, I would be too upset to be bullied by them all night, to the point of embarrassing you... So, I confronted him."
"You kept the recording on?"
"No, I opened my mouth after hearing what he said about me. He has a foul mouth, and I was thinking... to find a time to complain to you and tell you to be careful of them." Zhou Ziyi said, "My hands were in my pockets at the time, and he probably thought I was saying 'remember to put your hands in your pockets when you're arguing with someone', and he had no idea what I was doing."
Yan Xiuji didn't get his joke and just asked, "What is the one that was not recorded?"
Zhou Ziyi: “…Ah?”
"What did he say about you earlier?" Yan Xiuji asked again, "Is it worth it for you to go back and confront him, and even record it?"
Zhou Ziyi thought for a moment: "It seems to be 'Is this how you seduce Yan Xiuji'... Maybe he is blind and thinks that I am flirting with him when I nod to him."
Yan Xiuji glanced at him.
"Brother, I really didn't!" Zhou Ziyi raised his right hand, "I swear to heaven, with his looks, I would never flirt with him even if I was blind!"
"... If you don't have it, then don't call me that." Yan Xiuji replied, "Also, why did you suddenly call me 'brother'?"
"Hey, isn't it because Yan Meiyue called you 'brother' when she saw you? I just had an idea." Zhou Ziyi answered casually, "Why, this is her exclusive name, so I can't call her that?"
"No." Yan Xiuji paused, as if he had anticipated what Zhou Ziyi was going to say next, and immediately said, "But you shouldn't call me 'brother' either."
Zhou Ziyi had to swallow the word "brother" that was about to come out of his mouth and said in defense: "But I already called you that today. Can't I call you that in front of other people in the future?"
Yan Xiuji didn't answer for a while, Zhou Ziyi said: "Then I should call you... 'brother'?"
"Shut up." Yan Xiuji almost shuddered, "Don't yell like that!"
"Then why not just call him 'brother'? Calling him 'brother Yan' seems a bit too social, like he's your little brother. He's not someone who's going to get married." Zhou Ziyi tilted his head to look at him, "Can you approve it, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Xiuji was silent for a few seconds.
Fortunately, before Zhou Ziyi could come up with another corny name, President Yan gave in: "...Okay."
"Okay!" Zhou Ziyi saluted, "Then it's settled!"
Yan Xiuzhi ignored his monologue.
Zhou Ziyi thought about it and brought the topic back to the beginning: "Um, brother..."
"Don't call me that now."
"Uh, Mr. Yan." Zhou Ziyi said, "You haven't answered my previous question yet. Is it too much for me tonight to do this? Should I be more restrained in the future?"
Yan Xiuji asked, "Restrain yourself? Are you going to swallow your anger?"
Zhou Ziyi: "If Mr. Yan thinks I should be more low-key..." It's not impossible to tolerate it for the sake of 30 million.
"And then I'll let you hold back your anger and record a bunch of these messed-up recordings, and then release them all one day so that everyone can fight to the death?" Yan Xiuji's voice was indifferent, but it always made people feel that it was meaningful. "Forget it, just vent it out right now."
Zhou Ziyi pondered his words for a moment: "So, I can do this, and it's okay?"
"After all, this is still the Yan family. You can fight back no matter how others hit you." Yan Xiuji replied, "But in public, you have to consider your image."
"I think it's because of your image, Mr. Yan..." Zhou Ziyi thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I roughly know where the boundary is."
After a while, Zhou Ziyi remembered something else: "By the way, President Yan, tomorrow we will try on the dress for the last time!"
"Um."
"Are you free to go?" Zhou Ziyi asked, "If not, I can go with the store clerk to deliver it to you."
Yan Xiu Ji couldn't imagine what kind of waves this person would cause by coming to his company with an engagement dress.
"No need." President Yan decided to make life a little more peaceful. "I'll go in person."
Zhou Ziyi: "So, what time?"
Yan Xiuji: "What time?"
Zhou Ziyi: "I'll go with you."
Yan Xiuji: “No need.”
"Boss Yan, you don't notice the problem." Zhou Ziyi said, "Last time I went to try on clothes alone, the clerk asked why I was the only one there. Tomorrow is the final confirmation, and the wedding banquet is scheduled the day after tomorrow. You're going alone. What will others think?"
Yan Xiuji: “…”
The CEO struggled for a long time to find a word to describe this contract partner, and finally blurted out: "You are quite dedicated."
"Of course." Zhou Ziyi responded with no regrets.
"I take money from others to help them deal with disasters. I know the rules of the underworld."
***
The next day, when Yan Xiuzhi's car stopped in front of the dress shop, Zhou Ziyi was already standing on the roadside waiting.
President Yan brought a driver with him today, and he got out of the car quickly and neatly. Just as Zhou Ziyi (business-like) came over with a smile and held his hand, he asked, "You arrived early?"
"Yeah, you said four to five, but how would I know exactly when you'll come? You come here faster than I do to my house, and I can't wait for you to leave before I come." Zhou Ziyi pointed to the coffee shop across the street, "I'll wait for you over there, their black tea latte is pretty good."
Yan Xiuji didn’t know what his mentality was: “There is no coffee in black tea latte.”
"I know. I don't like bitter things." Zhou Ziyi smiled and followed him inside. "It means there's no milk tea, okay? I should find a tea restaurant and order some silk stockings and egg waffles. They're cheap and big!"
Yan Xiuji glanced at the bag hanging on his other shoulder and asked: "Why are you carrying such a big bag?"
"My digital drawing board is inside. I'll finish a draft while I'm waiting for you." Zhou Ziyi did not hide it. "It's just a job I took on to earn some pocket money. I promise it won't affect our engagement ceremony and wedding ceremony."
When talking about "pocket money", Yan Xiuji remembered that he had withdrawn the first month's fee in advance: "Have you paid the fee for the sanatorium?"
"I have paid it." When Zhou Ziyi mentioned this, he gave President Yan a self-consciously bright smile, "Thank you."
Yan Xiuji was shaken by his smile and turned his head: "Yeah."
Strangely enough, even though Yan Xiuji had a person hanging on him, he didn't feel like he was being dragged down by a burden. It seemed that the two of them were in sync. The two of them chatted as they walked in, and the waiter came over and offered to help Zhou Ziyi put down his bag.
After hesitating for just a second, Yan Xiuji thought he was worried about the valuables in the bag and said, "Give it to the driver later."
It was the first time Zhou Ziyi saw the CEO act this way: "He's coming too?"
"Um."
"Okay." Zhou Ziyi hadn't been poor since childhood, so the luxurious treatment wouldn't make him scream. So he asked the clerk to carry his bag and follow him, and then he went to change clothes with Yan Xiuji.
The two finally decided on two sets.
One set was what Zhou Ziyi said was suitable for Yan Xiuji, and the other set was what Yan Xiuji said was suitable for Zhou Ziyi. This unexpected result made the clerk feel that the couple was really sweet.
The first one to change into was the one that suited Yan Xiuji. Zhou Ziyi had changed into it before, so he was very skilled at it and it came out very quickly. The stylist in the store saw that he was on standby for the time being, so he helped him comb his hair a little, and he simply put on the white gloves.
Just as he had done his hair and put on one glove, the curtain of Yan Xiuji's dressing room opened.
The white silk slipped away to the sides, revealing the man standing inside. He was tall and slender. The white suit on him neutralized his cold and handsome look, and unexpectedly brought out a sense of gentleness. The suit was very well cut, outlining his waist and long legs, and the leather shoes on his feet were also shiny.
"Wow..." The clerk beside him clapped his hands and praised, "Mr. Yan, this suit really suits you and looks very handsome! Mr. Zhou has a really good eye!"
Yan Xiuji originally thought it was nothing, but when he heard the last sentence, he subconsciously looked at Zhou Ziyi.
Zhou Ziyi held the gloves in one hand, and pretended to rummage in his trouser pocket with the other hand, as if he was looking for something.
After a while, he pulled his hand away and stretched it towards Yan Xiuji.
Heart!
Wink!
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