Chapter 5 Idiot
The smell of smoke was so strong that Qi Xing took a step back and glared at the person in front of him unhappily.
Ye Xingzhou ignored him and put out his cigarette butt in the trash can beside him.
Qi Xing was about to curse when Lin Zhinian came out and forced him to hold back.
"Xingzhou, let's go back."
After Lin Zhinian finished speaking, he said hello to Qi Xing, and accompanied Ye Xingzhou inside to say goodbye to Mr. Chen, and then the two of them left first.
Qi Xing suppressed the urge to give Ye Xingzhou the middle finger again and went back into the house. Mr. Chen was leaning back in a rocking chair, drinking tea and reading a book. When he saw him come in, he pointed at the chair next to him while holding the book in his hand: "Sit down, stop jumping up and down like a monkey."
Qi Xing sat down and leaned back, complaining, "Grandpa, did you ask me to come and watch the show? Is it interesting?"
"I think you're quite interesting," Mr. Chen teased him, "You're very interested in Teacher Lin, right?"
Qi Xing curled his lips: "It's a pity that he is not very interested in me, but old man, do you really like his paintings?"
"It's pretty good," said Old Chen calmly, "They brought it to my door, so I can't refuse it."
Qi Xing snorted: "I've never seen you be so nice to others before."
"The kid from the Ye family is different," Old Chen explained with a smile, "At such a young age, he has been able to stand out from the group of evil-hearted people in the Ye family. He must have good skills and abilities, and he will have a bright future. Doesn't your father want you to learn to do something serious? We are all young people, why don't you learn from the kid from the Ye family?"
"Forget it," Qi Xing immediately refused, "You also said that everyone in his family is evil-hearted, so the reason he won is because he has the evilest heart. If I learn from him, he won't eat me up."
Old Chen laughed: "You are afraid sometimes? I didn't realize that you were quite good at bullying others just now. So you are afraid of him?"
"I'm not afraid of him," Qi Xing waved his hand, "I just don't like him."
"Don't act on impulse," said Chen Lao seriously after he had laughed enough. "It's good to be vigilant, but it never hurts to make more friends."
Qi Xing was still not interested: "Let's talk about it later."
He has a lot of friends, including those like Ye Xingzhou.
Qi Xing spent most of the afternoon drinking tea and playing chess with Old Chen. Before evening, he found an excuse to slip away. Just as the car drove out of Qingping Garden, he received a call from his mother Wang Cuilan, asking him to go home for dinner in the evening.
Qi Xing was unhappy: "I have an appointment..."
"I don't care who you've made an appointment with," Wang Cuilan interrupted him angrily, "I'm going on a road trip with your cousin and her family tomorrow. Can't I have a meal with my son before we leave?"
"I'll just go back." Qi Xing had no choice but to turn the car around and go home.
As soon as you enter the house, you can smell the fragrance of food. Qi Ronghua is wearing an old man's vest and cooking in the kitchen. There is no nanny at home, and part-time workers only come to do housework during the day. Whenever Qi Ronghua is at home, he will cook by himself. Wang Cuilan was watching TV in the living room holding her beloved cat. She burst into tears when she saw the sentimental parts and ignored her son when he came back.
Qi Xing was a little speechless. He didn't seem to be very enthusiastic towards him even after he was called back.
But that's how his family is. Over the years, the places they live in have become bigger and better. His parents behave like decent people outside, with the demeanor of wealthy people and noble ladies, but they are still the same when they return home. One of them likes to study cooking when she has free time, and the other likes to watch melodramatic romance dramas. If this hobby gets out, those people who look down on others will definitely say that they have nouveau riche tastes. But it doesn't matter. No one in his family cares about these things.
Wang Cuilan finished watching an episode of TV and then noticed that her son had returned. She sent Qi Xing to help his father.
Qi Xing rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen. Qi Ronghua was happily cooking and asked him to help wash and pick vegetables. While Qi Xing was working, he mentioned that they were going to Qingping Garden for lunch today.
The relationship between their family and Old Chen is not that complicated. Grandpa Qi Xing's father and Old Chen's father are good brothers who came from the same village and grew up together. They joined the army together during the war years. The old man from the Qi family was unlucky and lost a leg on the battlefield and retired early and returned to his hometown. The one from the Chen family achieved class transformation through his military merits. In fact, the two families had lost contact for decades.
When Qi Ronghua first came to Huaicheng to make a living, he opened a small restaurant. When Mr. Chen accidentally walked in to try the new food, it reminded him of the past, and they realized that they were old acquaintances. Qi Xing was only a few years old at that time. He caught the eye of Old Chen and was adopted as his godson by Old Chen, who had no children. After that, they became friends to the extent they are today.
Qi Ronghua's business has grown over the years, not only because of his good luck, sharp vision and decisiveness, but also because of the private help from Old Chen. However, he is a man who knows his limits and never tells these things to others. He rarely takes the initiative to trouble Old Chen. Qi Ronghua has told Qi Xing this many times, so Qi Xing has never mentioned to anyone that he knows Old Chen and that they are close friends, except for going to Qingping Garden for a meal when he is free.
Qi Ronghua asked worriedly, "The Ye family member went to visit Mr. Chen? You didn't say anything nonsense in front of others, did you? I heard that you and the Ye family member had a little conflict at the last charity reception? Don't mess with him if you have nothing to do."
"How did I provoke him?" Qi Xing didn't take his father's words seriously. "You all say he is amazing, but is he really that powerful?"
Qi Ronghua: "Anyway, you and he are not the same kind of people, so just don't provoke him."
Qi Xing responded nonchalantly: "Oh."
After sitting down at the table, Qi Ronghua talked about an invitation he received today: "The Ye family is having a wedding next weekend and they want to invite us to the wedding."
Qi Xing: "Who's getting married? Ye Xingzhou?"
"It seems to be his third brother," Qi Ronghua said, shaking his head, "It doesn't matter who gets married. Young Master Ye just took office, and he needs to use this opportunity to let more people know him."
Wang Cuilan immediately said, "I won't go. It's pointless to put on a smile in such an occasion. I'm going out to play for at least half a month anyway, so don't bother me."
Qi Ronghua: "The invitations have been delivered, I have to go. I will see you all the time in the business world, so I have to keep my face."
Qi Xing rolled his eyes and raised his hand: "Dad, I'll go with you."
After dinner, Qi Xing received a call from Yang Kaiming and others, asking him to go out and play.
When he left the house, he was scolded by Qi Ronghua and Wang Cuilan as usual. Qi Xing ignored them and said "um" and "ah" to indicate that he would be back before midnight. Then he put on his shoes and ran away quickly.
He breathed a sigh of relief after entering the elevator, thinking that he had to find an excuse to move out and live alone, otherwise he would still have curfews every day even though he was in his twenties. He often received earnest greetings from his biological mother in the middle of a drink, which made Yang Kaiming and his gang laugh to death.
While waiting for the red light on the road, he saw a flower shop on the street. Qi Xing tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, hesitated for two seconds, pushed open the car door and got out.
If you want to pursue someone, you have to take some practical action. Compared to the unromantic Ye Xingzhou, he believes that he is more suitable for Lin Zhinian.
After leaving Qingping Garden in the afternoon, Ye Xingzhou first asked the driver to take Lin Zhinian back to the art museum.
There was no conversation along the way. When getting off the car, Lin Zhinian hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked Ye Xingzhou: "Xingzhou, are you free tonight? Can we have dinner together? Just the two of us."
Ye Xingzhou looked up at him, his face expressionless, and he did not answer immediately. Lin Zhinian asked unwillingly, "Is it not possible?"
Ye Xingzhou's gaze stayed on his face for two more seconds, and said, "I have an appointment tonight."
Lin Zhinian: "What about tomorrow? Tomorrow is the weekend, you should be free, right? At noon or in the evening, when are you free? I just want to have a meal with you alone. I have been back for so long, and we haven't had a chance to catch up."
Ye Xingzhou: "I have to go to the company during the day to take care of some things."
"Then let's do it in the evening," Lin Zhinian said shamelessly, "I did you a small favor today. For the sake of that painting, can we have dinner together?"
Ye Xingzhou turned his eyes away and said calmly: "I'll pick you up here tomorrow evening."
Lin Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, it's a deal then."
Ye Xingzhou's car drove away quickly. Lin Zhinian stood on the side of the road for a while, collected his thoughts, turned around and went in.
The next afternoon, Ye Xingzhou's car appeared in front of the art museum again.
He drove here by himself today. After parking the car, he did not get out. Instead, he picked up his cell phone and dialed Lin Zhinian's number. After one ring, he hung up without waiting for the other party to answer. He threw the phone away, opened half of the car window, lit a cigarette, and waited patiently for someone to come out.
Five minutes later, a delivery rider came over with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and stood in front of the art museum looking around.
"Sir, do you know that Lin Zhinian's oil painting exhibition is here?"
Ye Xingzhou glanced sideways at the person who was coming. The delivery rider asked hesitantly, probably because the aura of this car and the people in it was too strong. If he wasn't in a hurry to deliver the order and had no choice, he wouldn't have asked.
Ye Xingzhou's eyes fell on the flowers in the other person's hand, and he raised his chin casually: "Are these flowers for him?"
"Ah," the rider said quickly, "the recipient is Mr. Lin Zhinian, but the phone number he left is probably wrong. It's an empty number."
Ye Xingzhou: "He is my friend, please give the flowers to me."
The rider thought that such a rich man would not be greedy for his bouquet of flowers, and he was in a hurry to deliver the next order, so he handed over the flowers after hesitating.
A bunch of gaudy champagne roses, the pungent floral scent made Ye Xingzhou slightly dislike it. He bit a cigarette in his mouth and opened the card sandwiched in it.
“To Teacher Lin,
I wish the exhibition goes well. We agreed to have dinner together. The previous dinner at Qingping Garden doesn't count. I hope Mr. Lin will honor us next time (:
Qi wake up
The handwriting is as ferocious as the person who wrote it.
Ye Xingzhou stared at those words and gradually narrowed his eyes.
Suddenly, his mind popped up again the face of Qi Xing who relaxed his guard and came close to him yesterday in Qingping Garden.
It is bold, dazzling, vivid and dazzling.
What a pity he is a fool.
The cigarette ash fell on the card, covering the two words "Qi Xing". Ye Xingzhou sneered and threw the flowers out of the car window.
After a sound, the bouquet fell accurately into the trash can not far from the car.
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