In the test before the end of the semester, Qi Yan got rid of the title of the last one in the class and became the tenth from the bottom. The change from the last in the grade to the tenth from the bottom in the class was huge, and Qi Yan was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling during his nap.
That night, Qi Yan was very excited and called the housekeeper in Jing Ranxiu's car, saying that he wanted to eat barbecue tonight!
"It just so happens that Mr. Qi will be home in a few nights." The housekeeper smiled on the phone: "Young Master, tell Mr. Qi about this, and he will be very happy."
Thinking of his father who was running around all day and loved him more than his son, Qi Yan's good mood was instantly lost.
Jing Ranxiu saw the changes in the people around him, but he didn't say anything and concentrated on being his driver.
No one knew what was said on the other end of the phone. Qi Yan hummed twice before hanging up.
The car fell into a strange silence. Jing Ranxiu turned his head to look at Qi Yan and found that he was leaning his head on the back of the chair, slightly leaning to one side, looking at the scenery flashing by outside the window. He
was speechless for a moment until Qi Yan sniffed.
"You're not going to cry, are you?"
"Grandpa is not crying!" Qi Yan still looked very energetic, but his strong nasal tone betrayed him.
"Don't you want to go home?" Jing Ranxiu turned left. As long as he passed another traffic post, he would enter the villa area.
Qi Yan was silent. After a moment, he nodded slowly.
"I want to go for a drink!" Qi Yan did not call himself "grandpa", but "I".
Jing Ranxiu frowned slightly: "Minors cannot drink."
"I'm an adult!" Qi Yan just became an adult last year.
Jing Ranxiu was speechless, and turned around at the traffic post, completely turning away from the villa.
"I can take you for a drink." Jing Ranxiu's voice was light: "It's a reward for your improvement in the exam. I'll treat you."
Qi Yan grinned: "You know what's good for you!"
"Call home." Jing Ranxiu looked at the road ahead: "Save them from worrying."
Qi Yan called home and said that Jing Ranxiu, the "brother", wanted to take him out to play. This kind of mutual promotion between brothers was welcomed by Jing's mother and the housekeeper, so they agreed without hesitation, and only asked him to come back for dinner in the evening.
Jing Ranxiu brought Qi Yan to a bar he used to like to go to. This bar was completely different from the "barber" bar. How should I put it? When he first walked in, Qi Yan had the illusion that he had entered a high-end western restaurant.
"Bartender? Bar? Dance floor?" Qi Yan pointed them out one by one: "Where are they? What kind of bar is it without these things?"
"Not every bar is what you imagine." Jing Ranxiu sat down naturally in a private room against the wall. Qi Yan took a look and followed him over and sat opposite him.
A waiter in waiter uniform came over, holding a notebook like the one in a western restaurant, respectfully placed it, and pushed it between the two of them. Jing Ranxiu raised his chin slightly, and the waiter nodded and retreated.
"Hey, I haven't ordered yet." Qi Yan shouted.
"There are appetizers." Jing Ranxiu opened the menu and looked at it: "What do you want to drink?"
"Wine!"
"What kind of wine?" Jing Ranxiu asked patiently.
Qi Yan choked. He really didn't know anything about wine. Taking advantage of the extreme embarrassment, Qi Yan flashed and snatched the menu from Jing Ranxiu, and looked at it carefully.
Jing Ranxiu was not annoyed. Seeing that he looked at the menu seriously, he couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.
After a while, Qi Yan pushed the menu away in frustration: "Why are they all cocktails..."
"Cocktails are not okay?" Jing Ranxiu chuckled and said, "Then what do you want to drink? Red wine? Dark beer? Champagne?"
"Can't we just have two pots of two pounds!" Qi Yan yelled.
Jing Ranxiu probably gave up talking to Qi Yan. At this time, the waiter brought a few plates of snacks and a pot of fruit tea. Looking at the things in the tea, you can tell that this thing is extremely healthy.
Jing Ranxiu told the waiter the names of two glasses of wine that Qi Yan didn't understand. After the waiter respectfully left, Qi Yan leaned over and asked, "What did you order?"
"Two glasses of cocktails." Jing Ranxiu picked up a potato cake with a fork and put it in his mouth. The potato cake, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, made a tempting crisp sound when he chewed it.
Qi Yan swallowed his saliva and didn't bother to pick up the fork. He just picked up a piece with his hand and threw it into his mouth.
——Fuck! It's delicious!
After eating for a while, Qi Yan felt thirsty, so he poured himself a cup of fruit tea, took a sip, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
"You are too good at enjoying yourself!" After being satisfied, Qi Yan shouted to Jing Ranxiu: "Do you always come here to enjoy yourself?!"
"No." Jing Ranxiu replied indifferently: "Occasionally."
"Huh, occasionally?" Qi Yan obviously didn't believe it: "If I knew there was such a place, I would come here every day!"
Jing Ranxiu looked up at him: "That's you."
Qi Yan: "..." Why did he feel despised? Was it his illusion?
Jing Ranxiu put down his fork, as if he had eaten and drunk enough. He poured himself a cup of fruit tea, but was not in a hurry to drink it. With his hands folded and placed on the table in front of him, Jing Ranxiu's eyes fell lightly on Qi Yan's face.
"Why don't you want to go back? Is it because your father is coming back?"
Qi Yan paused while still eating, and hummed vaguely: "Why are you asking so many questions..."
"Because I'm wondering whether I should tell your father about the last time you beat up your classmates and got your parents called in."
"..."
Okay, you win, that's enough! You just threaten people!
"Because he doesn't like the young master, and the young master doesn't like him either! Alright!" Qi Yan said without giving up.
Jing Ranxiu checked the relationship between Qi's father and Qi Yan, and at most he was too busy with work to care about the child, but Qi Yan's reaction and attitude were obviously not the case...
"Oh, really." Jing Ranxiu did not directly deny Qi Yan's words: "Since that's the reason, I don't think you are pitiful, so I decided to tell your father the truth about your beating."
"Hey hey hey hey, you're going too far!" Qi Yan tried to save what he had just blurted out: "Why do you know so much about my family's affairs! And even if you are my family in the future, there is no need to tell you everything between me and my father!"
[Male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan -5, current favorability: 10]
- Damn, my favorability that I worked so hard to raise has been reduced just like that? !
"You're right, this is indeed not something I should know." Jing Ranxiu's voice was cold, as always.
Qi Yan shrank, looked at Jing Ranxiu's indifferent face, and finally, he sighed heavily as if he was compromising.
"He missed my opening ceremony because of work..."
As a result, he was laughed at by his friends at a young age.
The most terrifying sentence should be that sentence - my mother said you don't have a mother, but now it seems that you don't even have a father!
Accompanied by a series of silver bell-like laughter, Qi Yan still doesn't understand why such painful and suffocating words are called "
children's words".
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