Chapter 70 I like you, I peek at you
The plane landed at Beijing International Airport.
The weather at the end of May has shown signs of midsummer. A breeze blows over, bringing a wave of heat that hits your face, making you almost melt with the heat.
"Can we go get an ice cream at the Snowman?"
"Eat, eat, eat! All you do is eat! Your mom is about to run off with someone, and you don't even care! Wait until he brings you a vicious stepfather, and you'll be obedient!"
Kite impatiently snatched the umbrella from his hand. The umbrella held by this short guy was touching his head, and the hot air was touching his scalp at such close range that even the powerful Long Aotian could not bear it!
"It's too hot." Lu Xuan complained as he squatted down in his shadow. "Kite, who will come to pick us up later? Why is it taking so long?"
Kite glanced at the message on his wrist and said calmly, "Wait a minute, these two are low-level minions and are not very reliable!"
"Also, don't call me kite outside. I'm afraid someone will hack me to death with a knife."
The number of stock investors who have been harvested by him is at least millions, if not tens of millions.
You should keep a low profile when you go out.
Lu Xuan leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Jiang Ye, who told you to do such bad things..."
Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for more than ten years, he didn't speak fluently, half a beat slower than normal people, and his accent was soft and had some tail sounds.
Normally it sounds cute, but when he says it in a sarcastic tone, it becomes quite provocative.
Jiang Ye glanced over and just as he opened his mouth, a small electric scooter flew past him, raising a cloud of dust.
The veins on Jiang Ye's hands hanging by his side were bulging, but before he could react, a Rolls-Royce stopped in front of him.
The electric scooter braked suddenly, and Chen Ziyu looked back and happened to see two figures that stood out in the crowd.
The man standing in front is at least 1.8 meters tall. He wears a black skull T-shirt and light-colored jeans. He looks low-key yet has a strong presence.
The boy standing a little further back brushed his messy curls sleepily. His flaxen hair was so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
He was not very tall, and was wearing beige linen trousers and a white long-sleeved shirt rolled up to his wrists. His ordinary and casual outfit gave him the appearance of a cool and elegant aristocratic family.
The boy's bony fingertips grasped the car door, and before Chen Ziyu could say a word, he got into the car.
"A bit like Lu Xuan..."
Chen Ziyu was quick-witted and took out his cell phone, taking a lot of pictures of the license plate. He was about to send them to Lu An to ask him if his brother had returned.
Suddenly thinking of something, he quickly turned his finger and sent a message to Si You's WeChat.
[I was at the airport and saw someone whose back looked like Lu Xuan.]
[I didn't have time to take a picture, I only captured the license plate number when he left.]
Si You saw the message first, and his hands hanging by his side trembled slightly.
Three and a half years later, when I hear this name again, my heart still feels a lump in my throat.
Dead or not, the fact that he left him again and again was an established fact.
When someone leaves you again and again, you should understand that you can't keep him.
Thinking of this, Si You sneered at himself, long-pressed the picture, and clicked delete.
Over the years, people would tell him from time to time that they saw someone who looked like Lu Xuan somewhere.
He never paid any attention to it once.
When leaving, the departure should be clean and no one should disturb the other's life.
"Siyou?"
Next to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a gentle man in a suit and tie walked slowly. Time had left no trace on his face.
Still a disgusting pretty boy.
Feng Heng handed him a glass of wine and said with a smile, "You've been the Prime Minister for more than a year now. How do you feel?"
One year to enter parliament, two years to become mayor, and three years to become prime minister.
His political career was rapid and he was far ahead of others.
Among them, three points depend on himself, five points depend on the Si family, and two points depend on Feng Heng.
Si You had no interest in talking, and said listlessly, "It's okay."
"Really?" Feng Heng was used to his indifference. He looked out the French window at the bustling neon night scene. "I told you long ago that the Si family's crappy nine-to-six shift isn't good enough for you."
“It turns out I have good vision.”
The wine glasses collided, making a muffled sound.
Si You raised his head and took a sip of the bitter wine. The reflection from the glass obscured the corners of his eyes, which had suddenly turned scarlet.
"Let's go, the banquet is about to begin. As a newly appointed Prime Minister, it's best not to be late."
*
A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, illuminating this magnificent feast.
Waiters in black suits moved silently around the banquet, providing attentive and considerate service to every guest.
Lu Xuan was dragged into a corner and threatened by someone pretending to be a waiter.
"The first photo is of my illegitimate brother Jiang Congjue. When you saw him, you found a small corner and kidnapped him and imprisoned him!"
"The second picture is of my nominal fiancé, Huo Xingchen. If you see him, find a place to beat him to death!"
Lu Xuan held two photos and struggled to sort out the relationship between the four of them amidst his long chatter.
Xi Yan, a beta poor person from the slums.
His younger brother, Jiang Congjue, also lived in the slums before returning to the Jiang family. Unlike Xi Yan's childhood sweetheart, Jiang Congjue is an A-level Omega.
Jiang Ye, the beta abandoned child exiled by the Jiang family.
Huo Xingchen, the eldest son of the Huo family, which ranks seventh among the eight aristocratic families in Beijing, is an A-level alpha and has been engaged to Jiang Ye since childhood.
While in school, Huo Xingchen fell in love with Jiang Congjue and planned to break off his engagement with Jiang Ye and marry Jiang Congjue.
Jiang Congjue has a crush on Xi Yan.
Xi Yan is suspected of liking Jiang Congjue. In order to prevent Jiang Congjue from getting engaged to Huo Xingchen, he escapes from Tokyo and returns to Beijing to grab the wedding.
Jiang Ye madly pursued Xi Yan while in school, but when his proposal failed, he imprisoned her in a pathological manner. This time, he came to the dinner to eliminate his competitor and win back Xi Yan.
"That's not right!" Lu Xuan scratched his hair in confusion. "When did you go to school in China? Weren't you exiled to Tokyo when you were ten years old?"
Jiang Ye looked around and cursed in a low voice: "Do you think I'm as unlearned as you? I disappeared for half a year to take time off to study for a master's degree!"
In order to pursue Xi Yan, he studied hard for a month.
Fortunately, God will not let down those who work hard. He successfully passed the postgraduate entrance examination and was admitted to H University.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ye straightened his back and took out a small telescope from his pocket and gave it to him.
"Take this and find a good spot to help me spy on these three bitches."
“Oh…” Lu Xuan took it, put it to his eyes, and adjusted the distance while looking at it.
His dark eyes slowly moved as his vision shifted. In the center of the banquet hall, lights were shining, and celebrities were gathered there, greeting each other in groups of three or five.
Just by looking at them from a distance, Lu Xuan could feel how hypocritical their smiles were.
The man was tall and slender. Under the warm yellow light, his clean and straight figure looked like a sketch. Every line was deep and three-dimensional. His nose was high and slightly upward, revealing a pair of evil and unbridled peach blossom eyes.
At this moment, he is looking forward with a smile.
???
Something is wrong!
Lu Xuan followed his gaze and saw a young man with a delicate face.
When Lu Xuan peeked over, Si You even clinked his wine glass with his.
???
Good news: I saw Siyou at the dinner party.
Bad news: The politician he has admired for years appears to have a side he doesn't know about.
Si You is always cold in interviews, and his occasional smile is the standard, friendly smile that is required of civil servants.
Qiye had been watching Siyou's interviews for three years, but when had he ever seen Siyou look with such a slightly provocative look?
Lu Xuan gritted his teeth, squatted down and lay beside the guardrail, adjusted the focus, and watched the two of them closely.
An inexplicable irritation surged into my heart, and I started biting myself madly.
The bite made the man so angry that he wanted to rush up and slap those two people in the face.
Wait, where is Siyou?
The moment he was distracted, he could not see Si You and that person in the vast sea of people...
that……
Lu Xuan slowly searched for the right words in his mind. After the operation, his brain seemed to be covered with fog, and he thought slowly.
"What are you looking at?"
My head suddenly hit a hard object, and a cold voice sounded behind me.
Lu Xuan's body was stiff, his heart pounding against his chest so fast that he could hardly breathe.
"Sir, please explain your use of a telescope to spy on our Prime Minister, or we will have the right to hand you over to the public law department for processing."
Lu Xuan looked up, and his bright eyes met the pair of black eyes that he had been thinking about day and night.
For a moment, I even forgot to breathe.
This situation, including the person in front of me, is too familiar, so familiar that it makes me want to cry.
The gun against his forehead trembled, and then he pressed harder, as if he was trying hard to suppress some emotion.
In this silent and long gaze, it seemed as if even the air around them was still.
His eyes were dark and tinged with scarlet.
Lu Xuan was frightened by his stare, swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "I like you..."
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