After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I like Wen Yuan?" Zhang White subconsciously denied it.

"That day, when the store was being renovated, Wen Yuan walked in. You were afraid that he would hit the steel bars, so you covered his head with your hands. I could see your eyes clearly." Chen Xingyu said calmly.

Wen Yuan hid behind the door, feeling a little empty in his heart.

"I just treat him as a friend, don't slander our relationship." Zhang White was in a mess, and he couldn't tell whether it was Chen Xingyu's confession that disturbed him, or Chen Xingyu's exposure that he liked Wen Yuan. thing.

"I know that Wen Yuan is already married, so you will only look at him from a distance, and you won't let go of your feelings for him, right?"

Zhang White looked tangled, exhaled forcefully, and suddenly returned the turquoise earrings in his hand to Chen Xingyu.

"This gift is too expensive. I can't bear it. Take it back."

Chen Xingyu didn't answer, his stubborn and firm gaze still looked at Zhang White.

"White, if you want to forget Wen Yuan, can you try and stay with me?"

"What is there to try, I don't like anyone! All I like is baking. If you go on like this, we may not even be friends. Don't force me!"

Seeing the distress and confusion in Zhang White's eyes, although Chen Xingyu had already guessed the result, his chest still felt a pain.

Maybe he was in a hurry. He had only returned to China for a few months, and he was thinking of confessing his thoughts to Zhang White. It was too hasty. He should plan for a longer time, and wait until Zhang White trusts him more before confessing.

However, now everything has been ruined by him.

Chen Xingyu took back the box with a wry smile, his long black eyelashes hanging down.

"Okay, let's pretend I didn't say anything today."

Chen Xingyu twitched the corners of his mouth, turned around unsteadily, and walked towards the entrance.

Wen Yuan didn't expect that Chen Xingyu's confession turned out to be such a result, and felt sorry for him.

Suddenly the bedroom door was pushed, and he took a step back reflexively, just in time to see Zhang White's face outside the door.

Wen Yuan was instantly embarrassed.

"That... I didn't mean to eavesdrop." He wanted to say that he didn't hear anything, but it seemed too much to be worthless here.

Zhang Huai looked at him with a complicated look.

Wen Yuan was so guilty that his heart was pounding, and he didn't know what to do to break this weird silence.

"Wen Yuan, don't worry, I only have a master-disciple relationship with you."

Zhang Huai didn't know whether to say this to Wen Yuan or to himself.

Wen Yuan nodded quickly and said, "Yes, you are my best senior brother and the teacher who led me on the path of baking. I respect you very much in my heart. Chen Xingyu must have misunderstood something, I will explain it to him later."

"Wen Yuan, do you think I was too cruel to reject Chen Xingyu just now?"

Wen Yuan was taken aback for a moment, obviously not expecting Zhang White to ask him this question. Could it be that after rejecting Chen Xingyu, Zhang White regretted a little?

"I can't say this, everyone thinks differently. Sometimes fate can't be forced. However, Chen Xingyu will choose this path, and it should have something to do with you. It can be seen that he likes you very much. "

"But I just regarded him as a good friend." Zhang White blinked, looking a little helpless.

"I never thought he would confess to me. How could someone like him confess to me?"

That little brat who always pressed him on his head when he was young and was triumphant in front of him, suddenly became affectionate and humble today, and even gave him such an expensive turquoise ear drill. The contrast is too great, he is completely Can't get used to it.

"White, I think you might need to think about it and not make a decision in such a hurry."

Seeing that Wen Yuan was about to leave, Zhang White suddenly thought that Chen Xingyu was still drunk, and said worriedly, "If you go out, help me pay attention to Chen Xingyu."

Seeing Wenyuan's eyes looking at him, he was a little uncomfortable.

"If something happens to him, a drunk, I can't explain it to the Chen family."

"Okay, I'll help you take him home."

Wen Yuan smiled and waved at him. After the door was closed, he walked forward quickly and found that Chen Xingyu hadn't gone far.

The young man sat under the stone bench of the camphor tree, his body crooked, his eyes looked at the fragmented night sky above his head cut by leaves, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Wen Yuan walked over and whispered, "Chen Xingyu."

For a second, Chen Xingyu thought that Zhang White was chasing him out. Joy flashed in his eyes, but his eyes moved, and when he met Wen Yuan's gaze, the light in his eyes quickly went out.

Wen Yuan walked over and sat beside him.

"Sorry, I heard everything you said to White in the living room just now."

Chen Xingyu smiled bitterly, "Just hear it, it's nothing."

He remembered something again and explained, "I said that Zhang White likes you, but I made a blunder. Don't take it to heart."

"It's nothing, White explained it to me, we are the feelings of the brothers and sisters, nothing else."

Chen Xingyu hummed softly, couldn't help but curled up and nestled himself on the stone bench.

"I'll take you home, it's cold at night, it's not good for you to lie here." Wen Yuan said.

"Do you think I'm pitiful?" Chen Xingyu looked up at him.

Wen Yuan looked into his eyes, not knowing what to say for a while. He wanted to comfort Chen Xingyu, but thinking of his embarrassing position, he couldn't say anything comforting.

"Xingyu, go back and have a good sleep."

Chen Xingyu lowered his eyelashes and laughed softly.

"Yes, it's time for me to go back to sleep. I look like I'm going to die. When White sees it, it will only make me more disgusted."

He hoped that he was still the proud and confident little boy in Zhang White's memory.

Wen Yuan sighed and said the question that had been pressing in his heart, "Actually, I don't understand. If you liked White before, why did you go abroad? Why didn't you tell him earlier?"

Chen Xingyu held his forehead and sat up slowly.

"My parents are very traditional people. Even if same-sex marriage is legal now, they can't accept it. At that time, I and White were both studying in the UK, and it was also at that time that I discovered that I had a strange feeling for White. But White was in the The school is so popular, there are many people pursuing him, and he doesn't look down on any of them, and it seems that he has no interest in these things of love, so I don't dare to test it rashly."

"I wasn't in the same place with him at the time, and I didn't have much contact. White had dropped out by the time I wanted to do something, and I learned later that he went to France to learn baking."

"I've had a lot of chances, but because I'm timid, I've missed them all."

Those crushes when they were young are young and ignorant. Like a green plum that has just emerged from the branches, it is sour and astringent after a bite. Only when you taste it slowly in your mouth can you taste a hint of sweetness.

Chen Xingyu grew up in a restrained and repressed family environment. Compared with his happiness and happiness, his parents valued more about his grades and whether he would save face when he was brought out. That's why he worked so hard when he was a child and wanted to push Zhang White over everything. But it wasn't until after work that he worked overtime in the cubicle day and night, called clients, and stayed up late to make reports. He didn't realize that this kind of bright and rotten life on the outside was not what he wanted.

He knew that Zhang White went to learn baking, and he also knew that he had participated in many competitions. He secretly recorded the video of those games on the Internet, and watched him glow on the field on the screen. It was the only consolation in his dull and depressing life.

Abandoning a high-paying job on Wall Street, he changed careers in his own way, arguing with his parents. He struggled to catch up to Zhang White's footsteps, but when we met on the field, he still had to pretend to be light.

Wen Yuan listened to his story quietly, with a touch of emotion on his face.

The summer night was still a little hot, and the faint cicadas chirped from the tree trunks.

Chen Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief after telling his story.

"Sorry, am I being too verbose?"

Wen Yuan helped him up and patted his shoulder.

"Xingyu, everything will be fine."

Wen Yuan had a hunch that it wasn't that Zhang White had no feelings for Chen Xingyuhao, but that Zhang White might not have figured out his mind until now.

Wen Yuan was supporting Chen Xingyu and was about to take a taxi by the side of the road, when suddenly a black Maybach stopped in front of the two.

The car window was lowered, and Wen Yuan's eyes filled with joy when he saw the man's familiar face.

"Jin Ran, why did you come back? How did you know I was here?"

"I didn't answer your cell phone, so I had to call Zhang Huai." Jian Wenyuan put his hand on Chen Xingyu, half hugged him on his shoulder, and Qi Jinran looked a little unhappy.

"Get in the car and take this drunkard home first."

Wen Yuan nodded and got into the car. After sending Chen Xingyu home, he found that Qi Jinran still had a gloomy face, and he didn't seem very happy.

"Jin Ran, my phone ran out of battery before, so I didn't answer the call. Let me tell you, you never imagined what happened today. Chen Xingyu confessed to White, but White didn't accept him."

Wen Yuan couldn't wait to tell him everything that happened at night. Who knows, the man wasn't much surprised when he heard his story.

"I guessed it would be today."

"Apart from confession, Chen Xingyu didn't say anything else?" Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan with straight and sharp eyes.

Wen Yuan felt guilty by him, and he hesitated, "No, I didn't say anything."

"Why did Zhang White reject Chen Xingyu, don't you know the reason?" The man clenched his hand on his side slightly, and looked at Wen Yuan through gritted teeth.

Wen Yuan didn't expect that the fire would still burn on his head, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back, and he looked carefully at the gloomy man in front of him.

"That... Me and White are just ordinary friends."

"You treat him as an ordinary friend, but people don't think so." Qi Jinran's tone was cool.

"Then... have you seen it long ago?"

The man snorted coldly and said nothing.

The more Wen Yuan thought about it, the more regretful he felt. He felt that he should not partner with Zhang White to open this shop. If he became an obstacle between Zhang White and Chen Xingyu, what face would he have to go to the dessert shop in the future?

Seeing the look of guilt and regret on Wen Yuan's face, Qi Jinran immediately guessed what he was thinking.

"What, do you want to retreat?"

"No, I think I should avoid it in the future."

"Zhang White didn't confess to you again, what are you afraid of?"

Wen Yuan always felt that Qi Jinran's words were simply finished with gritted teeth, and even the air seemed to have a sour taste.

"Since you have chosen this path, then go ahead. This is a matter between Chen Xingyu and Zhang White, and we don't need to interfere."

"Anyway, you will start school soon, and you won't have many opportunities to go to the dessert shop."

Wen Yuan nodded, thinking that he will be a senior soon, and he has to prepare his graduation thesis next semester, and his expression is a little melancholy.

Afraid of being embarrassed to see Chen Xingyu and Zhang White, Wen Yuan didn't go to the dessert shop in the next few days, and only learned something from Xiao Hui.

"God, Wen Yuan, you don't know, I've been embarrassed to death when I go to the back chef these days. The chef doesn't speak, and the store manager doesn't speak. Once the two of them are in the same room, the atmosphere will freeze. It's really hard to be a human being with employees in the middle."

"By the way, there is one more thing. Isn't the opposite side being renovated all the time? It's renovated today. I saw a truck carrying cabinets inside. It seems to be opening a bakery or something."

"These people are too disgusting. Seeing that our dessert shop is doing well, they want to open one against the standard to steal our business?"

"Probably not. Maybe they don't open a dessert shop, they sell small snacks."

"Anyway, I don't think it's right. I think the decoration style is quite similar to our home."

"Well, in short, you pay attention, and let me know if there is any situation."

At the beginning of the new semester, Wen Yuan became more and more busy. He had to prepare the opening report and write the internship report. He commutes to and from the library and the cafeteria every day. When he opens his eyes, his mind is full of unfinished topics.

Ji Hong was in a similar situation to him, but he decided on the topic before Wen Yuan, and the opening report was written very smoothly. The same instructor they chose was the dean of the department of economics and management. Seeing that Ji Hong's report had been revised for the dean, and the final draft had been finalized, Wen Yuan's first draft had not yet been finished.

He was so anxious that he stayed up late at night to change things, read a lot of materials, but his mind was still in a mess, and he couldn't think of a new topic.

One day, when Qi Jinran came home, he saw him sitting in front of the computer in a state of distress, and walked over with a distressed face.

"Why haven't you decided on the topic yet? Didn't you start writing it half a month ago?"

"I have changed a few topics. The previous topics were not good, and they have been written badly. I want to write something new."

Qi Jinran walked over to his computer and looked at it, and quickly pointed out the problem.

"Your subject is too hollow. Need to focus a little more and write in small areas."

He took a pen and a piece of A4 draft paper, sat down beside Wen Yuan, and taught him step by step how to change the topic.

"If you want to write something new, you can use this framework to find some current economic hotspots and write them together, so that you can write creative ideas."

"When looking for literature, you should also pay attention to it. You must look for literature within five years, preferably within three years, for reference. Old literature may be out of date."

Wen Yuan was instructed by him for a while, and the whole person suddenly became enlightened, and soon had the idea of ​​​​selecting a topic.

After Qi Jinran took a shower, she came out of the bathroom, entered the study, and found that the boy had fallen asleep on the table. The light of the screen reflected on his tired face, and in the computer was the opening report that had just been completed. He helped Wen Yuan adjust the format of the text, pressed save, and backed up a copy to a USB flash drive before turning off the computer for him.

Wen Yuan was fast asleep, he couldn't bear to disturb him, he gently picked him up and put him on the big bed in the bedroom.

He helped Wen Yuan take off his shoes, changed his pajamas, and pulled the thin quilt to cover him.

In the early morning, when Wen Yuan woke up, he smelled the fragrance of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

He remembered that after he wrote the opening report yesterday, he seemed to have fallen asleep before he had time to save it. He screamed and rushed to the study.

When he turned on the computer, he found that the format of the proposal report had been changed, all the typos in it had been corrected, and several references to the literature had magically been marked.

He didn't have to think about it to know that Qi Jinran helped him change it. He was so moved that he wore slippers and walked quickly to the kitchen. Qi Jinran was cooking porridge there. Since he started to cook, as long as the company was not busy, he would cook for Wen Yuan at home. Seeing the tall and thin back of the man, Wen Yuan couldn't help but walk over and hug him from behind. Cheek rubbed against his back, "Husband, you are so kind."

Qi Jinran smiled, reached out and patted his head, "Go wash up quickly, the porridge will be ready soon."

Wen Yuan smiled, kissed him on the cheek, turned and went back to the bedroom to wash. Just after washing my face, the phone on the bedside suddenly rang.

He walked over to look and found that it was Chen Xingyu's phone number. Inexplicably, he had a bad premonition and picked it up quickly.

"Wen Yuan, I want to leave Wancheng for a while."

Hearing Chen Xingyu's words, Wen Yuan was shocked.

"Are you leaving? Isn't there no chef in that shop, what will White do by himself?"

"It's not that I'm not coming back. I just want to relax in another place. A friend in S city invited me to be a teacher at the baking school there. I want to try it out."

"Don't worry, I have already found the successor chef, and I won't let White be overwhelmed."

Wen Yuan heard his tone and understood that he had already made up his mind. He thought this might be fine, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to have to look up and not look down in the store for the relationship between the two.

"Then did you tell White?"

"I'm going to tell him today. But... maybe he knew when I was looking for a successor chef the other day."

Wen Yuan's chest was a little blocked. He had known Chen Xingyu for so many days, and the two had become good friends who could talk about everything. He was naturally reluctant to hear that Chen Xingyu was leaving.

"Then when are you leaving? I'll **** you off."

"Just these two days. I don't need to send it. Anyway, I came here quietly. I want to go quietly."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.

After washing his face, he sat down at the dining table with no energy. Qi Jinran put the xiao long bao on the table, and seeing his expression, he seemed to have guessed something.

"Is it about the dessert shop?"

"Chen Xingyu is leaving. In the past two days, he said he was going to be a teacher at a baking school in S city."

Qi Jinran raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously did not expect things to go this way. He thought that Chen Xingyu would pursue Zhang Huai persistently, but he did not expect that he would give up on his own initiative.

Wen Yuan bit the Xiao Long Bao and sighed lightly.

"The dessert shop managed to get on the right track, but Xingyu has to leave. It's a pity."

"Maybe that's a good thing."

"Well, what do you say?" Wen Yuan was puzzled.

"Didn't you think Zhang White had something to do with Chen Xingyu before? Maybe Zhang White will be able to recognize his heart when he leaves like this."

Wen Yuan suddenly felt that what Qi Jinran said seemed to make sense, but thinking of Zhang Huai's indifferent face to Chen Xingyu on his birthday that day, he was a little uncertain.

Chen Xingyu has gone like this, is it good or bad?

After finishing the opening report, Wen Yuan successfully got a high score of 96. Wen Yuan took advantage of a relatively free weekend to go back to the dessert shop.

When he arrived at the door of the store, he found that there was a dessert shop with a decoration style similar to theirs, and it was holding promotional activities, and there was an endless stream of people.

Wen Yuan frowned and walked into his dessert shop.

There were not many guests inside, Xiaohui was bored and was playing the game of Xiaoxiao with her mobile phone at the front desk.

Wen Yuan walked over and patted her on the head.

"Where's White?"

Xiaohui quickly put down her phone and complained, "The store manager is training people inside. He has changed several assistants, but none of them are satisfied. The new chef doesn't deal with him either, and is arguing that he wants to resign."

Wen Yuan never expected that when he didn't come after a while, the dessert shop turned out to be like this, and Zhang White never mentioned the situation here to him.

He pushed open the door of the back kitchen and found that Zhang White was berating his assistant.

"You can't make such a simple sponge cake. What am I looking for you for? You still want to be an apprentice. With your craftsmanship, it is estimated that no customer is willing to eat what you make!"

The new chef was a slightly plump man with a round face. He looked at Zhang White and scolded his assistant and said unhappily, "He has only been here for a month, you don't have to be so strict, give him some time to grow. "

"Give him time to grow up? I'm not a charity organization, haven't you seen the opening of the dessert shop across the street? Everyone makes it according to our style. Whatever new products we make, they also make new products, and the price is higher than the price. We want cheap, do you think there is still time for employees to grow?"

The chef was about to say something, when he saw Wen Yuan behind him, his face was a little surprised. He thought it was a customer in the store who came to the kitchen.

"This gentleman, who are you?"

"I'm the partner of this store." Wen Yuan walked over and shook hands with him, briefly introducing himself.

"You go out first, I'll talk to your store manager."

The chef and a few assistants all went out, and they closed the door carefully before leaving.

Wen Yuan looked at the messy workbench, thinking that when Chen Xingyu was there, the back kitchen was not like this at all.

Chen Xingyu is demanding, and he is strict with his assistants, but he is gentle. Every time Zhang White trains people, he helps to smooth things out, and several assistants and apprentices also believe him. It is the working atmosphere of the future chef has been very good.

He remembered that at that time he often saw Chen Xingyu and Zhang White get together to think of a new menu, and a creative dessert could be produced every two days, and the reputation of the store was getting better and better, but he didn't expect Chen Xingyu to leave, dessert The store's development has been so stagnant.

Wen Yuan felt a pity and walked over slowly.

Zhang White lost his temper and realized that what he was doing was not right. He lowered his head and looked at an unfinished creme brulee on the counter, wondering what he was thinking.

"White, you—"

Before Wen Yuan could finish speaking, Zhang Huai suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes, his eyes flushed and said, "Wen Yuan, I'm sorry, it's all me who screwed up. I've been hiding everything in the store from you. In fact, during this time we have The business situation is very bad.”

Wen Yuan nodded, indicating that he knew.

"Xiaohui told me that there is a dessert shop opposite, and I have long realized that something is wrong. We still have to increase the source of customers, and we can't just rely on the customers in this business circle."

"I'm thinking, there are a lot of Internet celebrity food bloggers now, maybe we can ask a blogger to advertise for us..."

Wen Yuan was talking, and found that Zhang White didn't seem to listen, but looked at the set of knives on the table in a daze. He was a little inexplicable. When he looked closer, he found a small star engraved on the wooden frame of the set of knives. It is estimated that It was Chen Xingyu who stayed.

"White, are you listening to me?"

Only then did Zhang White come back to his senses, and some dim green eyes looked at him.

"Well, I'm listening, you said we're going to expand the potential passenger flow."

Wen Yuan looked at his lost soul and seemed to have guessed something. It seems that the most important thing at the moment is not the business of the dessert shop, but Zhang White's mind.

"White, is it because Chen Xingyu is gone, that's why you—"

"It has nothing to do with him." Zhang Zhanghuai wiped the corners of his eyes and quickly denied it.

Wen Yuan had to interrupt the topic and chatted about the business in the store.

After a long talk with Zhang White in the back kitchen, the latter's state recovered a little, and his eyes had the same look as before.

"White, it doesn't matter. It's normal to encounter difficulties in the early stage. If there is any problem, we can solve it together. Don't hide it from me next time, remember to communicate with me, okay?"

"Well, I know, Wen Yuan. Thank you for your understanding." Zhang White looked at him gratefully.

The gaze he looked at Wen Yuan no longer had the repressed throbbing before, but became calm and gentle.

Wen Yuan was also keenly aware of this change in him. He began to think that maybe he was going to find a reason to go to S City.

So, this Friday, when Qi Jinran was going to S City on a business trip, Wen Yuan begged the other party to bring her as well.

Qi Jinran wore a tie and looked at the boy standing behind him in the full-length mirror, a little puzzled.

"Why are you going to S city with me? Aren't you busy with your graduation thesis?"

"There is no hurry for the graduation thesis, Xingyu went to S city, I want to find him."

"So it's for other men?" Qi Jinran narrowed her eyes, a little unhappy.

Wen Yuan couldn't help laughing when he saw how he was eating Feiju. He hugged Qi Jinran's waist tightly, kissed him on the cheek, and held his face again, his dark eyes were hot and bright, "Jinran, White and Xingyu are both my good friends, I want to help them take it, okay?"

The man smiled helplessly and pinched him on his waist, "Okay, since you want to go to S city with me, you have to be ready to warm the bed and cook for me."

"No problem, I promise to satisfy you." Wen Yuan hugged him and kissed him again and again.

On Friday, Wen Yuan went to S City with Qi Jinran. The man went to have a meeting with the partner, and Wen Yuan found the baking school according to the address that Chen Xingyu had given him before.

He chatted with the security guard and handed them a pack of cigarettes. He soon learned which teaching building Chen Xingyu was in. This baking school was not big and was founded by a French Michelin chef. Wen Yuan went to the teaching building and found Chen Xingyu in the office at the end of the third floor.

However, he did not expect a handsome and gentle man standing beside Chen Xingyu.

"Xingyu, do you want to bring students to participate in this baking competition in S city?"

The man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and had a handsome figure. He looked at Chen Xingyu with a very gentle gaze.

"I've only just arrived, and I don't seem qualified."

"You've already won the dessert competition once, how could you be ineligible?" The man looked at him with admiration.

Wen Yuan stood at the door, for a moment, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

When he was hesitating, Chen Xingyu had already seen him, and there was an unbelievable light in his eyes.

"Wen Yuan, why are you here?"

Wen Yuan had to go in and say hello to Chen Xingyu.

"Jin Ran came here on a business trip. I'm fine anyway, so I came with him. I wanted to see you when I remembered that you were nearby."

"Xingyu, who is this?" The man with glasses looked at him defensively.

"Zixuan, this is my friend in Wancheng, Wen Yuan."

Hearing the word "friend", the guard in the man's eyes dropped slightly and shook hands with Wen Yuan.

After a simple greeting, Chen Xingyu took Wen Yuan to a nearby cafe to sit.

He knew that it was impossible for Wen Yuan to appear here for no reason.

"Wen Yuan, you came to S city specially, probably not just to accompany Qi Jinran on a business trip."

Wen Yuan knew that his intentions would be seen by Chen Xingyu, he hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Actually, I'm here for White's business."

Hearing that name, a trace of nervousness flashed in Chen Xingyu's eyes.

"What's up with him?"

"Don't worry, nothing happened to White, it's just that his recent state is not good, and the business in the store is much worse than before. There is also a bakery opposite, which sells the same desserts as us."

From the decoration to the opening, the three of them run and plan this dessert shop together, especially Chen Xingyu and Zhang White. The two racked their brains on formulating the dishes, and spent several nights before deciding on the final menu. The dessert shop It can be said that they poured all their heart and soul into it.

Hearing that the business in the store was going downhill, Chen Xingyu was also a little uncomfortable.

"How did it become like this? Didn't I find another chef?"

Wen Yuan sighed, "It's not the chef's fault, it's White's fault during this time, he's nitpicking everywhere, and he doesn't develop new desserts, nor does he deal with the new chef. The chef is making a fuss about resigning. White's Store manager, if the store manager is in this state of self-giving up, will the business in the store be good?"

Chen Xingyu nodded with a worried expression, but he soon realized that Zhang White had nothing to do with him, and he was not qualified to intervene in these matters.

"Wen Yuan, so you came to want me to go back to Wancheng?"

Wen Yuan nodded.

Chen Xingyu smiled bitterly, "I think White shouldn't want to see me in the store. After all, when I put my resignation report on his desk that day, he didn't say anything and didn't keep me."

"But—" Wen Yuan wanted to say something, but was gently interrupted by Chen Xingyu, "Wen Yuan, I know you're doing it for my own good, but some things are hard to come by, you go back, if this chef can't do it , I can help you find another one."

In the evening, Wen Yuan returned to the hotel with a very frustrated expression.

Qi Jinran held him in her arms and kissed him.

"Why, it didn't go well to find Chen Xingyu today?"

"Well, I want Chen Xingyu to go back to Wancheng, but he doesn't seem willing."

"And when I went to his office, I saw a man with glasses courting him."

Qi Jinran chuckled softly.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm not surprised by this result."

"That's it, what about White's side?"

"I have a way to test him to see if he really has no feelings for Chen Xingyu."

Wen Yuan's eyes lit up immediately, pulling the man's sleeve.

"Quick, quick, tell me quickly."

"Kiss again." Qi Jinran pointed to his lips.

This sly guy! Wen Yuan wrinkled his nose and complained in a low voice, but still put his arms around Qi Jinran's neck and kissed his lips fiercely.

Late at night, when Zhang White was sitting in a wicker chair in a daze, the phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a text message from Wen Yuan.

—White, I ran into Chen Xingyu when I went with Jin Ran to the TV tower in S city today. He was with a tall and thin man with glasses. The two chatted happily. I don't know that man. Is he your mutual friend?

Seeing the content of the text message, Zhang White's face froze, and his handsome face became very gloomy.

Doesn't he like himself? Why are you with another man? !

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