Chapter 13
These people were sitting in a large private room that could normally accommodate ten people. Although the waiter had just removed three chairs, there were still three empty chairs in the room with no one sitting there.
What? Xing Zhao's name is written on Xu Zhou's chair, so I have to do it.
Xing Zhao is still the emperor, and the one Xu Zhou is sitting on is the dragon throne.
If Xing Zhao doesn't sit down, Shen Che can't sit down. Although Xing Zhao has always regarded him as a friend for so many years, Shen Che still has a sense of boundaries.
He didn't dare to act too intimately with Xing Zhao, just like the kind of jokes that Ji Zeyu often played on Xing Zhao, Shen Che didn't dare to make.
After all, he was a servant's child. Although Xing Zhao always said that he treated him as his own brother, there was still some distance between them in his heart.
No one can decide on matters of birth. Xing Zhao may not care, but he cannot.
Now that he can take the position of Xing Zhao's assistant, it is the greatest gift given to him by the Xing family.
Shen Che was standing next to Xing Zhao, and the air pressure between the two was very low, giving off a feeling of school bullying.
"Uncle Xing, will you sit in my seat?" Wei Ge reached out and pulled the corner of Xing Zhao's clothes. The subtext in his mind was: Sit down quickly and don't embarrass me here.
When Xing Zhao appeared at school, Wei Ge always felt a tightness in his heart.
Ever since moving into Xing Zhao's house, Wei Ge felt that Xing Zhao's face read "Wei Ge's number one parent."
Without waiting for Xing Zhao to answer, Wei Ge stood up and sat directly next to Zhang Zhilin, with an empty seat next to him.
Xu Zhou's eyes were quick. He stood up, staring at the seat next to Wei Ge, but was immediately pushed down by Xing Zhao. "Don't bother you. I can sit in other seats. Thank you."
Now politeness comes back.
Xing Zhao turned around and winked at Shen Che. Shen Che had to understand even if he didn't understand. He sat in Wei Ge's original seat, put his arm around Xu Zhou's shoulders naturally, and pretended to show concern for Xu Zhou as if he was chatting with him.
The hardcore care of strangers.
Xu Zhou didn't hear a word he said, and Shen Che actually didn't know what he was saying.
Anyway, these two pairs of eyes stared at Xing Zhao who sat in the empty seat next to Wei Ge.
Xing Zhaoren sat down, and Shen Che's hand loosened. It was campus bullying, naked campus bullying.
The waiters began to serve the dishes one by one. Shen Che usually did a lot of business, so he could get along well with several young people, mainly Li Cheng, because Zhang Zhilin was a sullen person and Xu Zhou was worried about something.
Only Li Cheng was happily interacting with Shen Che.
It's pretty good, at least it's not stand-up comedy.
Zhang Zhilin was reading a novel on his phone at this moment. The font was very small and the screen was dimmed, so it didn't look like anything serious.
At this moment, Xu Zhou was staring at Wei Ge and Xing Zhao.
The two people are so close now, they seem to be whispering.
They were indeed whispering. Wei Ge leaned close to Xing Zhao's ear and asked, "Uncle Xing, how come you have time to come to our school today?"
Xing Zhao rolled his eyes and thought about his words: "We have a joint project with your school."
What project? The school's biggest project right now is the professional competition with ARKI that will be held in a few days.
It should have nothing to do with Xing Zhao. He is engaged in business management. I haven't heard him say that he is an executive of ARKI, which is one of the top companies.
But looking at Xing Zhao's attire, it's not too much to think of him as an ARKI executive. With such financial strength, the job is definitely not easy.
Xing Zhao seemed to have guessed Wei Ge's thoughts and reached out to roll up his sleeves. Shen Che then realized that Xing Zhao had taken off the two million watch at some point, and the one he was wearing now only cost fifty thousand.
The president has indeed been much more low-key recently and no longer wears haute couture clothes.
Xing Zhao seemed to have seen through Wei Ge's thoughts long ago and had already prepared an answer to this sentence in his mind.
"I'm in the catering business, otherwise why would I come to your school cafeteria?" Xing Zhao opened the plate in his hand and placed it in front of Wei Ge, then put the unopened plate in front of Wei Ge back in front of himself.
If Shen Che had any inner thoughts, what he was saying now was: The sky is falling. It’s okay for the president to use disposable tableware, but he even opened it for the child with his own hands.
It seemed like something had changed. How should I put it? It was the feeling of powerlessness when I saw the Seven Fairies coming down to earth and starting to wash Dong Yong's clothes.
Something is not right.
"What kind of catering is Uncle Xing planning?" Li Cheng became excited when he heard the word "food". "How about a buffet? I've seen buffets in other schools, and I'm craving it."
Li Cheng was quite enthusiastic. He took out his phone and passed the video to Wei Ge and Xing Zhao. The screen read [What can you eat in a French cafeteria in 10?]
"Would you like to eat something good?" Xu Zhou came up from behind, with his head between Wei Ge and Xing Zhao. When he saw that it was a foreign restaurant, Xu Zhou's Asian stomach could no longer hold back.
"Wei Ge, what do you like to eat?" Xing Zhao didn't directly answer Li Cheng's question, but instead asked Wei Ge's opinion. "Senior Brother told me to take good care of you. If you don't have enough meat, I won't be able to report to you."
Wei Ge turned his head and stared at Xing Zhao, feeling that something was not right with his uncle today.
Something was wrong, it felt a little passionate, or rather... a little licking.
During these two times when he was with his classmates, Xing Zhao always talked a lot inexplicably.
"I don't have any needs. I haven't really liked eating since I was a child." Wei Ge answered. This was the truth. He had no desire for food, so he was very thin and a little weak.
Xing Zhao nodded. Seeing that Wei Ge ignored him, Xu Zhou returned to his seat feeling bored.
The door of the private room was opened again, and a carp that looked unappetizing was brought up.
"Uncle ordered this carp. It's good for your health if you eat more." Xu Zhou smiled as he watched the carp coming up and narrowed his glasses at Xing Zhao.
Xing Zhao glanced at Xu Zhou. The last time this kid smiled at him was when he proposed the truth or dare game yesterday.
This fish must be unpalatable.
"I'm taking medicine and can't eat seafood, so I ordered this for you." Xing Zhao took a look at the fish on the table. He didn't want to eat it. He had no appetite just looking at it.
"Let me try it." Wei Ge reached out and picked up a piece of fish. He really didn't have much appetite, but he was curious about the taste of everything.
It's just limited to curiosity.
When the piece of fish meat dipped in coffee powder entered Wei Ge's mouth, he felt that both of them had been eaten in vain.
"Is it delicious?" Zhang Zhilin pushed his glasses and asked a question that he knew the answer to.
Wei Ge opened his mouth. After all, it was Xing Zhao who ordered it, so he felt that he couldn't say it was unpalatable. He opened his mouth, smiled bitterly, and nodded: "Delicious."
"Is it true? Has it been improved?" When Li Cheng heard the word "delicious", he put his chopsticks into the dark brown carp plate and dipped it in the soup at the bottom.
Two minutes later, Li Cheng coughed violently in the private room. After the coughing stopped, Li Cheng cursed in a slightly frustrated tone: "Damn, pica, right?"
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One good thing about Wei Ge's major is that he has no classes on Friday afternoon, so the political economy class in the morning is Wei Ge's last class of the week.
He planned to take an early bus back to his hometown to implement his plan of using his first pot of gold to support his parents.
That car must be taken.
Xu Zhou stood at the school gate and saw Shen Che open the car door and get into the driver's seat, and Xing Zhao and Wei Ge got into the back seat together.
He could feel Xing Zhao's hostility towards him since yesterday, or rather, his hostility towards Xing Zhao was more obvious.
Xu Zhou asked Wei Ge and Xing Zhao indirectly about their relationship today, and the answer he got was that there was no relationship, at least not blood relationship.
Although he felt a sense of crisis, Xu Zhou still waved to Wei Ge with a smile at this moment, wishing him a safe journey.
It’s not clear whether Wei Ge likes men. Whoever can turn Wei Ge gay first will be the one with the ability.
But sorry, Wei Ge didn’t get it straight.
At this moment, Wei Ge was sitting in the back seat of the car, still thinking about what to buy for his father. Xing Zhao next to him suddenly reached out, took out a tissue and wiped Wei Ge's mouth.
Wei Ge froze. What did it mean that he suddenly started flirting?
"There's coffee grounds on my mouth." Xing Zhao withdrew his hand seemingly unintentionally and turned back, "It's clean now."
Although his mouth is clean, Wei Ge’s heart is not clean.
Uncle is a good uncle and takes care of him in every possible way.
But he had kissed him before. Last time, when he was drunk and kissed Xing Zhao, shouldn't a normal straight man be furious and try to avoid him?
Why does Xing Zhao seem to be treating him better and better? What does it mean? Is this a hint?
"Uncle." Wei Ge took a deep breath and called Xing Zhao.
Shen Che, who was driving in the driver's seat, subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror. He was looking at the car, definitely looking at the car, and had no intention of gossiping.
"What's wrong?" Xing Zhao turned to look at Wei Ge, his voice gentle.
"Have you ever been in love?" Wei Ge turned his head and stared at Xing Zhao. Although it was not very polite, he still wanted to ask. He had no other intentions. Xing Zhao was thirty years old. He wouldn't be offended by such a question, right?
"No." Xing Zhao replied.
It's still offensive to ask a 30-year-old single mother whether she has ever been in a relationship. It's too offensive.
"Have you ever had a relationship with her?" Xing Zhao turned to look at Wei Ge and asked naturally.
"No." Wei Ge answered truthfully.
"Has any girl ever pursued you?" Xing Zhao asked, "Or have you ever liked a girl?"
Wei Ge was a little confused and tilted his head to look at Xing Zhao. Is this... the concern of the elders for the younger ones?
"No, what about you?" Wei Ge has never liked girls, he doesn't like girls.
"Me neither." Xing Zhao turned to look at Wei Ge. At this moment, Wei Ge was looking at him with wide eyes and curiosity. He looked a little... cute?
Xing Zhao thought of the puppy.
He thought of that night when he opened the door and Wei Ge was kneeling on the bed looking at him.
He had never been in love and had never liked a girl. He didn't know why Xing Zhao was very happy, but he didn't know the reason for his happiness.
Could it be that the child you've raised for a while is obedient and well-behaved? Or is it a blank slate?
Yes, that must be it.
Thinking of this, Xing Zhao lowered his gaze to the corner of Wei Ge's mouth. The tissue he had just used was not used to wipe it clean, and there was still some coffee powder residue at the corner of his mouth.
Wei Ge watched Xing Zhao staring at his lips, not understanding what he was trying to do. In short, he was a little nervous, and his heart was pounding.
Before Wei Ge could ask, Xing Zhao's hand had already reached out to him. His palm gently supported Wei Ge's chin, and the smooth touch made Xing Zhao's palm itchy.
Then, he gently pressed his finger on the corner of Wei Ge's mouth and rubbed it.
Wei Ge's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Xing Zhao with a smile that rarely appeared on his face and said, "I didn't wipe it clean just now."
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