"Who!?"
"Yang Cheng!?"
Yu Hui and Zhao Hongyan turned their heads at the same time and saw the sudden appearance of Yang Cheng, but the mood of the two people was completely reversed!
"It's you?" Yu Hui still remembered that this man was sitting with Zhao Hongyan and the other women at the table. When he suddenly saw Yang Cheng appear, he was a little flustered, but he immediately calmed down.
Zhao Hongyan quickly buttoned up her clothes, and while Yu Hui wasn't paying attention, she quickly ran behind Yang Cheng.
"You've been eavesdropping on our conversation?" Yu Hui's face was very ugly, and he stared coldly at Yang Cheng.
"Your voice is so loud, it's hard not to hear it, although I don't really like listening to you." Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Yu Hui fiercely glared at Yang Cheng. He knew that this matter was over. After all, he couldn't do anything with Zhao Hongyan in front of another man, but the resentment in his heart accumulated even more. He looked at Zhao Hongyan with some deep meaning, snorted coldly, and left the parking lot.
Zhao Hongyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and forced a smile, "Thank you."
"Do you need me to send you back?" Yang Cheng felt that such a thing had already happened, leaving Zhao Hongyan to continue drinking was simply torture for this woman.
Zhao Hongyan shook her head, "No need, I can drive back myself. I want to be alone."
Yang Cheng nodded. Although he roughly understood the situation of Zhao Hongyan's family, he was just a colleague, at most a good friend. There was no reason and no qualification to intervene in other people's private affairs.
"Don't do anything stupid, there is room for remedy no matter what happens." Yang Cheng finally said with concern.
Zhao Hongyan's eyes were slightly red. Feeling Yang Cheng's sincere thoughts, she was moved and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore. In fact, I've thought through a lot of things, and what will come will come. That's it, bye bye … "
"Bye bye."
Seeing Zhao Hongyan's lonely figure walking to her small Toyota, Yang Cheng was quite emotional.
Every family has its own problems. Compared to Zhao Hongyan, the husband and wife combination like Lin Ruoxi might not be too bad.
It reminded him of an old saying, "Life is rape. If you can't resist it, then enjoy it …"
After seeing Zhao Hongyan off, Yang Cheng went back to the Blueberry Bar. Liu Mingyu and the other women were almost drunk, and they were smiling charmingly.
Seeing that Yang Cheng had returned but Zhao Hongyan was nowhere to be seen, Liu Mingyu, who was still somewhat clear-minded, asked, "Where's Hongyan?"
"Oh, she had some urgent matters to attend to, so she went back first. She asked me to inform you."
Liu Mingyu asked thoughtfully, "Nothing important, right?"
"I'm fine." Yang Cheng smiled as he picked up the unfinished wine and raised it to his female colleagues. "Let's finish the wine first, and wish our Department Head Liu all the best in her career."
"Cheers!" The women also raised their wine glasses and giggled.
After all, they were a group of women. They drank until around 10 pm and went home. At first, Yang Cheng was worried that it would be dangerous for these women to drive, but he didn't expect that once they left the bar, everyone seemed to have changed their faces. They said goodbye to Yang Cheng in a sober manner and even made a few jokes.
Zhang Cai seemed to have noticed Yang Cheng's surprise and smiled proudly. "What's so strange about that? Don't forget our jobs. Which public relations staff doesn't know how to drink?! If we can't even drive home after drinking with our clients, then we don't need to work in this industry anymore! "
Yang Cheng was surprised. Since he didn't do any serious work in the company, he had forgotten what his colleagues' jobs were.
When Yang Cheng drove back to the Dragon Garden Villa, he found that the lights on the first floor were brighter than usual. What surprised Yang Chen was that there was a car parked by the roadside, which obviously didn't belong to Lin Ruoxi. It was a black Japanese Acura MDX. Although this car was a Japanese luxury car, it was created in the United States. If it appeared in Hua Xia, it must be an imported product with a high price.
Could it be that one of Lin Ruoxi's relatives came to the house? Should I go in or not?
After thinking about it, Yang Cheng felt that his question was nonsense. It wasn't like his appearance affected the city's appearance. What was there to be ashamed of?!
He walked in slowly. There was indeed a guest sitting on the sofa in the living room. However, it wasn't the elder that Yang Cheng had imagined, but a young man wearing a blue Versace shirt.
He had neat short hair, a well-defined face, a high nose bridge, a height of 1.8 meters, and a healthy complexion. He sat on the sofa with his back straight. His calm and composed look made it hard to guess the man's age.
At this moment, Lin Ruoxi and the man were sitting on two sofas at a 90-degree angle. There was steaming hot tea on the coffee table. They seemed to be chatting about something.
Seeing that the door was opened and Yang Cheng walked in, the man in the blue shirt frowned slightly. He immediately stood up with a bright smile and nodded at Yang Cheng in a friendly manner.
He smiled at him for no reason, so he couldn't be too rude. Yang Cheng smiled back at him and asked Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting quietly at the side, "This is?"
Without waiting for Lin Ruoxi's introduction, the man said with a bright voice, "I'm Zeng Xinlin, Ruoxi's schoolmate in university. May I know who this gentleman is?"
Okay! You came to my house and asked me who the male host is!
Yang Cheng sensed that this man wasn't as friendly as he appeared to be. He might even be more arrogant than anyone else. Yang Cheng took out the key to his villa indifferently. "The man who has the key to this house, who do you think he is?"
Zeng Xinlin revealed a look of realization. "Could he be Ruoxi's elder brother or younger brother? I've never seen him before, so please don't take it to heart."
Seeing Zeng Xinlin's sincere and "fake" expression, Yang Cheng finally realized that this guy's face wasn't thinner than his. He frowned slightly.
At this moment, Lin Ruoxi glanced at Yang Cheng indifferently and turned to Zeng Xinlin. "Senior, he's Yang Cheng, my husband."
Zeng Xinlin's expression changed slightly, but he concealed it without batting an eyelid. He said with a smile, "So he's Ruoxi's husband. Ruoxi, why didn't you tell me that you're married? You made such a decision without waiting for me to come back. You didn't even give me a cup of wedding wine to drink. "
Lin Ruoxi looked a little apologetic. "I'm sorry, I just got married recently, so I didn't have time to tell you. However, we've only gotten our marriage certificate, and the wedding hasn't been held yet. I'll ask you to come when the time comes. "
"The wedding hasn't been held yet?" Zeng Xinlin's eyes revealed some spirit again. He glanced at Yang Cheng and Lin Ruoxi meaningfully and said, "That's good. Don't forget to call me when the time comes. I'll definitely prepare a big gift. After all, our relationship isn't just ordinary. "
Standing at the side, Yang Cheng heard this conversation and felt uncomfortable. It's fine if you don't put me in your eyes, but why do you have to wait for me to come back before getting married? What do you mean your relationship isn't just ordinary? Don't tell me it's different?
Now that he understood that this guy was another rival in love, Yang Cheng didn't stand on ceremony. He walked over to Lin Ruoxi's side and sat on the sofa that Lin Ruoxi was sitting on. The sofa bounced a few times before it finally settled down.
Lin Ruoxi frowned. She still wasn't used to being too close to Yang Cheng, so she slightly moved away from Yang Cheng.
Zeng Xinlin saw this unintentional movement, and his eyes lit up again. He seemed to have understood something, and his expression also relaxed.
"May I know where Mr. Yang is working?" Zeng Xinlin asked politely as if nothing had happened.
Yang Cheng poured a cup of boiled water for himself, drank a mouthful, and said, "Not really. I'm just working for my wife in the company. I'm just an idler."
Zeng Xinlin's expression became more and more confident. He smiled and said, "That's also good. I also hope that I can be at a place where I can see Ruoxi every day. Thinking back to the three years in university, it's really unforgettable to be able to see Ruoxi so often."
Lin Ruoxi felt a little uncomfortable. She picked up the teacup and sipped the tea quietly, not saying anything.
No matter how good Yang Cheng's temper was, he still felt a little jealous when he heard this. It seemed that this guy was much more threatening than Xu Zhihong. He was actually so close to Lin Ruoxi in university. However, since Zeng Xinlin didn't take the initiative to talk about him, Yang Cheng couldn't be petty and say anything bad about him. He could only drink the tea quietly and listen to him and Lin Ruoxi chat.
Zeng Xinlin returned to his original indifferent look and didn't look at Yang Cheng anymore. He seemed to have a lot of emotions. "Back then, I was still a postgraduate student, and Ruoxi was still an undergraduate. My tutor wanted me to be their teaching assistant. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw Ruoxi reading there. I was even curious as to why this female student was reading a postgraduate textbook. Later, I chatted with Ruoxi, and it was like finding a bosom friend. Only then did I have the beautiful memories of those two years in university. Now that I think about it, it might be fate. "
"Senior, it's all in the past. There's no need to mention it anymore. Didn't you say that you want to open a company when you return to Zhonghai?" Even if Lin Ruoxi didn't know much about relationships, she could still feel that the atmosphere wasn't right. Thus, she changed the topic without batting an eyelid.
Zeng Xinlin replied calmly with a smile, "That's right. Although my old man wants to hand over the business in my hometown in Beijing to me, I plan to open an entertainment media related company in Zhonghai. Speaking of which, it happens to be the same as Ruoxi's Yu Lei International. At that time, you have to take care of me, your senior. "
"Senior, you're more talented than me. I'm sure you'll be able to do well," Lin Ruoxi said slowly but sincerely.
"That's not necessarily true. Three years ago, you dropped out of school and entered Yu Lei to become the CEO. No matter what, you have already walked on the right track of doing business. As for me, I was chased by the few old men in my family to go to the southwest to be a soldier. These three years, I basically didn't do any proper work and only managed those gun barrels and cannonballs. I have also forgotten all the things I learned in the past. "Zeng Xinlin sighed.
Lin Ruoxi fell into some memories. "At that time, I heard from some of my classmates that you went to be a soldier. I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect you to really go."
Zeng Xinlin's eyes revealed some nostalgia. He squinted his eyes, and his originally masculine face looked especially masculine under the light. "Ruoxi, you don't know this. Although our country seems to be peaceful and prosperous now, the border defense has always been unstable. For example, during these three years when I was in the southwest, there were at least five to six hundred days where there were conflicts and confrontations with those few countries in the southwest. Not many people died, but getting shot was a common occurrence. "
To Lin Ruoxi, who had lived in a big city since she was young, the rumbling battlefield and the pervading gunpowder smoke were naturally unfamiliar things. Moreover, iron-blooded soldiers were worshiped by most women. Even someone as cold as her couldn't help but ask curiously, "Senior, is the southwest that chaotic? You even went to war? "
Yang Cheng, who was sitting beside Lin Ruoxi, was surprised to find out that Lin Ruoxi was actually interested in this kind of thing. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. What's the point of that kind of thing?
Once he thought about war, Yang Cheng felt irritated. He wanted to take out a cigarette, but realized that the cigarettes in his pocket had already been smoked. He couldn't help but sit on the sofa gloomily and continue to listen to Zeng Xinlin's deep speech.
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