Chapter 14 Chapter 14 He turned his face away, pursing his light-colored lips...
He turned his head away, pursed his light-colored lips. Liu Duanhe was annoyed, but he smiled on the surface and said, "It's nothing. I just remembered something that I forgot to do before."
Feng Xingyun was about to ask what was going on, but Liu Duanhe's attitude clearly indicated that he didn't want to talk about it. He seemed as gentle as before, but that sense of aloofness was back. In Feng Xingyun's perception, he was noticeably colder than he was before leaving the stadium, and his smile didn't even reach his eyes.
Contrary to his appearance, he has always been an emotionally sensitive person and rarely makes mistakes in judging people, which is why he is always able to capture Liu Duanhe's true emotions.
Not knowing why Liu Duanhe's mood suddenly soured, Feng Xingyun stared into his eyes for a while. In any case, they were at least friends now. At the end of Wutong Avenue, a bus turned around, and he turned his head and only said, "The bus is here."
The bus stopped in front of them, and they got on together without saying another word.
Before getting out of the car, Liu Duanhe glanced back and saw Feng Xingyun still in the same position, leaning against the window, his lips pursed, his profile sharp and forlorn, clearly looking depressed.
It's quite striking that someone who is usually reserved and cool can exude such a melancholic aura.
Looking at his appearance, Liu Duanhe suddenly felt a little guilty. Although he did not want to reveal his own affairs, Feng Xingyun seemed to be saddened by his distrust and hidden resistance.
After hesitating for a moment, Liu Duanhe took out her phone after getting off the bus, wanting to send him a message.
The sky had already darkened by half, and the wind was getting stronger. Only then did Liu Duanhe realize that he had forgotten to return Feng Xingyun's coat.
The wording was revised again.
Thank you for the clothes. I'll wash them and give them to you tomorrow. There were some personal matters I couldn't discuss earlier, so please don't worry about it.
Through the car window, Liu Duanhe saw Feng Xingyun pick up his phone and make a call.
Message pop-up
【good】
While watching the game, Liu Duanhe sent a message to the driver in advance.
He stepped over, and his secretary opened the car door for him, bringing over some documents that required his personal signature.
The extended interior space of the car was spacious. After getting in, Liu Duanhe stretched out his legs comfortably and took the documents with an air of authority.
The car's air conditioning was at a comfortable temperature. After watching for a while, Liu Duanhe felt hot, so he took off Feng Xingyun's jacket and draped it to the side.
Because of Liu Duanhe's movements, Secretary Wei's gaze unconsciously followed. After glancing at the coat a couple more times, he realized something was wrong. As an all-around secretary who only wanted to make money, his super memory and meticulousness were just a few minor essential qualities. He was also in charge of the Liu family's eldest young master's personal assistant position. Liu Duanhe's clothes for all four seasons were all tailored by him at a high-end custom tailor shop that only accepted regular customers.
He had never seen this garment before, and it was clearly a size too loose, so it was highly likely that it wasn't Young Master Liu's clothes.
Moreover, it is well known that Liu Duanhe has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so this person definitely has an unusual relationship with him, and there is a very high probability that he is a man.
Secretary Wei was in turmoil. He suppressed all his guesses and controlled his expression. His boss's affairs were not something he, as an employee, should care about. Having worked closely with Liu Duanhe for several years, even if Secretary Wei was not very bright, he could sense how beautiful Liu Duanhe's smile was and how ruthless his plans were.
Moreover, Liu Duanhe's meticulousness at work was enough to make one's pressure soar and break out in a cold sweat. He had absolutely no desire to investigate or crave attention; at most, he would secretly be curious.
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