When Feng Yangao left, Wen Ruo was reluctant

to let him go. Qi Yan was ordered by Wen's mother to see Feng Yangao off. Qi Yan couldn't say he was unwilling, so he could only follow Feng Yangao silently.

After going downstairs, Qi Yan finally calmed down and quickened his pace to stop in front of Feng Yangao, "Who asked you to come!"

"Huh?" Feng Yangao raised his eyes, looked at his angry look and smiled nonchalantly: "Aren't you afraid of being fired for talking to your boss like that?"

"Just because he's your boss, you can just come to someone else's house without notifying him?" Qi Yan's brows were full of anger: "Whether it's a boss or a colleague, it's very rude to come to someone else's house without notifying him, right?" "

It seems like I really touched your bottom line." Feng Yangao still looked casual, "Then should I apologize to you?"

"No need, I just hope that President Feng can stay away from me next time."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Yan turned around and left without even a glance at Feng Yangao.

The term "President Feng" was used, and Feng Yangao's lazy look became a little more serious. He quickly caught up with him and said, "Are you really angry?"

Qi Yan did not reply, and walked forward on his own.

"That's not your home." Feng Yangao suddenly said, and his tone was not a question, but a statement.

It was this sentence that made Qi Yan stop. He turned around, and his black eyes were brewing a storm that was about to erupt. The bottomless, cold and hostile eyes stayed on Feng Yangao, as if waiting for his next words, or asking him to go away.

In Feng Yangao's impression, Qi Yan has always been the kind of unknown and personalityless boy who only does things to his own satisfaction. He doesn't have a particularly big goal and is easily satisfied. However, seeing Qi Yan like this, Feng Yangao completely threw away his previous thoughts.

How can this be considered as a lack of personality?

Perhaps Feng Yangao was still feeling lucky in a corner of his heart that he had touched the bottom line of this boy.

Straightening his posture, Feng Yangao looked at Qi Yan without flinching, and smiled: "That's the home of that woman."

Qi Yan certainly knew who the woman he was talking about was, Wen Ruo.

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that you regard other people's homes as your own, and other people's mothers as your own mothers, thinking that you can please others and win the hearts of beautiful women, but..."

Feng Yangao hesitated to speak, and Qi Yan's face became more and more gloomy.

Seeing Qi Yan's look, Feng Yangao seemed very satisfied. He took two steps forward, lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Qi Yan's ear, and whispered: "That woman has a good impression of me... Compared to a knight like you who silently guards and gives everything, does she like a rich and powerful king more?"

"Feng Yangao!"

Qi Yan pushed him away, but saw Feng Yangao turned slightly with his force and walked towards the Land Rover.

"The business trip I mentioned is real. Get ready and leave the day after tomorrow." Feng Yangao paused and added, "Leave and resignation during this period will be invalid. If the deal fails because of you, we can only meet in court."

"I don't want to go that far with you, Qi Yan."

"I can see that you like that woman's mother very much... It's not good to implicate other people, don't you think?"

"See you at the company gate at six o'clock the day after tomorrow morning."

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 20]

...

Qi Yan was completely taken advantage of by Feng Yangao this time.

I don't know what's wrong with Feng Yangao, the president, that he has to confront him.

Two days later, Qi Yan got up very early in the morning, and Ning Jin just came back from staying up all night.

When Ning Jin saw Qi Yan getting ready to go out with a big suitcase and a small backpack, she threw away her sleepiness instantly, rushed over and hugged Qi Yan's thighs: "Brother, you can't leave me alone! Although I have a lot of bad points, you've lived with me for so long, how can you just leave like that?! I swear I will wash my socks and underwear and clean the dormitory in the future, don't go!!"

Qi Yan pulled up his pants with a look of despair on his face, and struggled silently twice, but did not let go of Ning Jin.

"...Let go, I'm on a business trip."

"Ah...?" Ning Jin's crying stopped all of a sudden. He looked up at Qi Yan's expression of abnormal disdain for him, stood up quickly, patted the dust on his pants as if nothing had happened, and said: "Ahem! Take care of yourself when you are on a

business trip , don't let perverts molest you. I've raised you for so long and I haven't molested you yet

, don't let others take advantage of you." "Get lost, you are such a loser." "No, I'm serious, some old men just like roses with thorns like you." Ning Jin hooked his arm around Qi Yan's neck jokingly, and said with a grin: "Speaking of which, have you ever worn those particularly seductive clothes? Brother, let me tell you, if you can dress yourself up a little, I will definitely be your fan!"

"...You're welcome, no date."

"Why are you refusing so thoroughly? I'll do it to you when we get back this time, and then you can save my face at the nightclub!" Ning Jin said as she reached into Qi Yan's shirt and rubbed it hard...

- Damn, it feels so good!

Just as she was about to take another step, a vague voice suddenly came from the door.

"Wow, shouldn't I have come so early?"

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 30]

Qi Yan, who wanted to get away from Ning Jin, and the silly Ning Jin raised their heads at the same time, only to see Feng Yangao standing at the door of the dormitory, smiling at the two people's seemingly extremely ambiguous actions.

When he saw him, Qi Yan thought of what he said the day before yesterday.

It's simply... How could there be such a male protagonist? Threatening people without getting out of breath.

"Why are you waiting for me? Can't I come to pick up my loyal subordinate?" Feng Yangao said, and his eyes fell on the silly Ning Jin: "Are you still not going to let go?"

"Ah...oh." Ning Jin was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand and whispered to Qi Yan: "Your boss? So damn scary."

"...I'm leaving, and will be back in a few days." Qi Yan said to Ning Jin, sorted out his clothes, carried the suitcase and followed Feng Yangao out.

Ning Jin looked at the backs of the two people leaving one after the other, and unconsciously raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, touching a thin layer of sweat.

The man looked at him deeply before leaving...just one look, enough to make him unable to recover for a long time.

Why are you glaring at him! Why are you glaring at him! It's just a little joke! It's really not that serious, it's like his own wife was molested...

- Wait, wait a minute, his own wife? !

Ning Jin was shocked by her own thoughts.

Could it be that...his buddy was targeted by that boss?