Chapter 865 The Puppy is Jealous
At first glance, Zhou Heyu was attracted by the man.
This man is very good-looking, with a tall figure and handsome features. Especially when he looks at Feng Jing, his eyes are full of smiles.
One can feel that he and Feng Jing must have a close relationship.
Zhou Heyu's heart began to sour.
He knew he had no right to be jealous, but he still felt uncomfortable seeing Feng Jing getting close to other people.
Silently retreating, turning around and preparing to leave——
The situation ahead suddenly changed.
Feng Jing shook off the man's hand with force, his face showing obvious anger.
When the man walked over and tried to grab Feng Jing's arm, Zhou Heyu could no longer hold back and strode over.
"Don't touch him!"
Zhou Heyu's tall body blocked Feng Jing's way, staring at the man in front of him with a fierce look.
Zhuo Lie met his aggressive eyes and narrowed them.
He looked at Zhou Heyu wantonly, his eyes becoming colder and colder.
This man looks like this, no wonder my cousin cares so much about him.
Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was tense.
Feng Jing knew Zhuo Lie's temper. No one could stop him when he went crazy.
Fearing that Zhou Heyu would suffer, he stepped forward and said, "Ignore him! Let's go back."
Zhuo Lie withdrew his compelling gaze and sighed sadly: "Alas! Cousin, you really hurt my heart."
Zhou Heyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the vigilance in his eyes became more obvious.
This man is Feng Jing's cousin, the culprit who colluded with Zhou Hexi to steal the quotation and stabbed him in the back.
He stood in front of Feng Jing, refusing to budge: "Stay away from Mr. Feng from now on."
Zhuo Lie sneered and said, "I should be the one saying this. Stay away from my cousin from now on."
Zhou Heyu clenched his fists, his handsome face tense.
Feng Jing felt that if Zhuo Lie said one more word, Zhou Heyu would punch him in the face.
"Zhou Heyu, go back!"
Feng Jing stuffed the bag of clothes into Zhou Heyu's hand and signaled him to leave with his eyes.
Zhou Heyu was unwilling to let Zhuo Lie go, but since Feng Jing had spoken, he could only suppress his anger and follow Feng Jing out of the mall.
Zhuo Lie looked at the two people's departing backs, his eyes gradually turning cold.
Xu Zhi, who was standing not far away, came over and held Zhuo Lie's arm: "Mr. Zhuo, were you hurt just now?"
"My cousin didn't use any force, so how could I have been injured?"
Zhuo Lie smiled and said, "I just said that my cousin couldn't bear to hurt me."
Xu Zhi: “…”
You didn't see the murderous intent in Mr. Feng's eyes at all.
Zhuo Lie tilted his head, a wicked smile spreading across his lips: "That man... is good-looking."
Xu Zhi felt a chill down his spine when he saw him smile like that. "Master Zhuo, what do you mean..."
She won't seduce the man next to Feng Jing like she did to Zhou Hexi, right?
Zhuo Lie glanced at him and understood the meaning in his eyes.
"He's different from Zhou Hexi. Zhou Hexi only loves his cousin's money. This man..."
Her heart and eyes are full of her cousin, and it seems that she really likes him.
Xu Zhi didn't understand what Zhuo Lie meant and didn't dare to say anything careless.
"I'm very happy to see my cousin today."
Zhuo Lie leaned on his cane and said, "Find a few people to say hello to Zhou Hexi. Such a happy moment should be shared with others."
“?!!!” Xu Zhi was stunned.
This is called sharing? ! ! !
Zhou Hexi's misfortune was his own fault, and Xu Zhi would not feel sympathy for such a person.
Following Zhuo Lie's instructions, he asked someone to give Zhou Hexi a proper "greeting".
That night, Zhou Hexi, who was far away from Kyoto, was dragged into an alley, had a sack put over his head, and was severely beaten.
Coming out of the mall, Zhou Heyu looked at the man beside him cautiously: "Mr. Feng, am I meddling in your business? I'm just afraid that he might hurt you, so..."
"Remember Zhuo Lie's appearance, and avoid him when you see him next time."
Feng Jing turned around and looked at Zhou Heyu, and said seriously, "I can't move myself, but he can definitely move you."
"I've caused you trouble." Zhou Heyu lowered his head, secretly hating himself for not being strong enough.
"You don't have to think like that. Zhuo Lie is coming for me."
Feng Jing said, "He won't give up, so be careful recently."
Zhou Heyu nodded.
Feng Jing asked, "Are you here to buy something?"
"I got the money for my part-time job and I want to buy you a gift."
Since he met Feng Jing at the mall, Zhou Heyu simply asked bluntly: "What do you like?"
"I have everything I need, so there's no need to spend money."
After Feng Jing said this, he found that Zhou Heyu's expression became very lost, and he no longer had the excitement he had when he said he would buy him a gift.
Realizing he had poured cold water on someone, Feng Jing changed his tone and said, "Forget about the gift, treat me to a meal! I just came back from a business trip and haven't had dinner yet."
"What would you like to eat?"
Zhou Heyu's tone became lively again.
Feng Jing secretly laughed.
The little bastard's thoughts are easily shown on his face.
"I'll book the restaurant, you pay the bill."
Feng Jing drove Zhou Heyu to the restaurant.
It was already late when we came out of the restaurant and snowflakes were still falling from the sky.
Under the street lights, the snowflakes turned into crystal points of light, like flying fireflies.
Zhou Heyu's gaze fell on the man beside him, moving down his arm to his naturally hanging fingers.
He was eager to reach out and hold it, but he didn't dare.
After several attempts, his fingers touched Feng Jing's hand.
"Mr. Feng, your hands are so cold!"
Zhou Heyu held Feng Jing's hand and held it in his palm.
Feng Jing saw that he was wearing thin clothes, but his palms were burning hot: "Young people are really in good health, their hands are so hot."
Zhou Heyu: "My temperature is indeed high."
“I feel it.”
Feng Jing's voice sounded very low, and Zhou Heyu could sense his fatigue: "Boss Feng, let me take you back!"
"Can you drive?"
“I can drive, but I’m not very skilled.”
Feng Jing threw the car keys to him: "Drive! Take me home."
After getting in the car, Feng Jing leaned on the passenger seat and fell asleep.
Zhou Heyu drove into the villa area according to the set navigation.
Although it was his first time here, Zhou Heyu knew that the land here was extremely valuable and that it was a place that ordinary people could never reach in their lifetime.
After the car stopped, Zhou Heyu unbuckled his seat belt and looked at the man next to him.
He didn't have the heart to wake Feng Jing up, but this was not a good place to sleep.
"Mr. Feng!"
Zhou Heyu bent down and called softly.
Feng Jing reached out and hugged his neck.
His eyes weren't open yet, but his lips were already there, kissing him on the mouth.
Zhou Heyu was like a child who had gotten candy, with a look of deep surprise in his eyes.
When Feng Jing opened his eyes, he saw his shining eyes, which were brighter than the stars.
He smiled unconsciously: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhou Heyu staggered forward, his expression unnatural: "Nothing... nothing, I saw you fell asleep."
Feng Jing sat up straight and found that he had arrived at the villa area.
He said to Zhou Heyu, "It's hard to get a taxi here. Drive back."
“When I came here, I found shared bikes, so I rode one back.”
"It seems you have no idea of distance. This place is over 30 kilometers from your home. It will take you until midnight to get home by bike."
Feng Jing unbuckled his seatbelt and said, "Drive the car back and pick me up downstairs at the office tomorrow night."
Zhou Heyu certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to meet again.
He immediately nodded in agreement: "What time will I pick you up tomorrow?"
"Come back when you get off work. I have to work overtime tomorrow and won't leave the company so early."
Feng Jing opened the car door and got out after he finished speaking.
Zhou Heyu found a bag of clothes left in the back seat: "Mr. Feng, the clothes you bought are still in the car."
"I bought the clothes for you. Take them back with you! If the size doesn't fit, you can exchange them at the mall. It's the same store where we met today."
Feng Jing held up the car window with one hand, looked down at him and said, "Clothes can only be exchanged for size, not returned. Don't make me angry!"
After leaving these words, Feng Jing turned and left.
Looking at his gradually receding back, Zhou Heyu felt warm in his heart.
In this snowy season, he clearly felt the warmth Feng Jing brought him.
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After a day's work, Zhou Heyu drove to Feng Jing's company.
He waited in the parking lot and sent a message to Feng Jing.
It was half an hour later that Feng Jing showed up.
Feng Jing did not come alone, he was accompanied by a young boy.
The nervousness after meeting Zhuo Lie yesterday had not subsided yet. Seeing a new person next to Feng Jing, Zhou Heyu became even more nervous.
He stood there anxiously and fearfully, and when Feng Jing came over, he pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly: "Boss Feng! You're off work!"
Feng Jing opened the car door and said to the boy beside him, "Hurry up and get in. I'll take you home."
"Uncle Feng, is it really not possible?"
The boy tugged at Feng Jing's clothes and kept begging: "Just let me stay at your house for one night, really just one night. If I go back now, my cousin will skin me alive."
Zhou Heyu's eyes fell on the boy's hand and found that his fingers were almost touching Feng Jing's hand.
He knew very well that Feng Jing had no shortage of people around him, and he would not be Feng Jing's only one.
A sour feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart, churning and churning, and I couldn't contain it.
Feng Jing didn't notice Zhou Heyu's expression. He looked at the boy beside him and laughed, "Old Jiang peeling your skin off is the least of your worries. Why don't you tell me what you did?"
"I just took my aunt out to relax. I really don't understand why my uncle is so angry." Jiang Zhong answered confidently: "My aunt is married to him, but she can't stay at home every day to take care of her husband and children without any entertainment! I don't think I did anything wrong, but my uncle said he would settle the score with me. He is a tyrant."
After listening to his nagging, Feng Jing felt that Jiang Zhong had no idea where he was wrong. "You took Peng Peng to the male model restaurant, and it was already a mercy that Old Jiang didn't pull your tendons."
"What's wrong with the male model restaurant? That's a decent place..."
Jiang Zhong glanced over inadvertently and saw Zhou Heyu standing not far away. His eyes immediately lit up: "Handsome guy!"
He was about to run to Zhou Heyu when Feng Jing stopped him: "What are you doing?"
"Uncle Feng, is this handsome guy your driver? Can I borrow him?"
"No!" Feng Jing twisted Jiang Zhong's arm and stuffed him into the back seat. As he closed the door, he leaned down and said in a warning tone, "Don't try to hit on him. If I find out you have any bad intentions, I'll skin you alive without Old Jiang having to do anything."
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