Boyfriend For Hire

The door of the apartment creaked open.

Yang Xiao crept into the living room with the smell of hot pot. In order not to make any noise when walking, she took off her shoes as soon as she got out of the elevator. With two basketball shoes in her hand, she stood on tiptoe and sneaked into her apartment like a thief.

However, before she stuffed her basketball shoes into the shoe rack, the headlight above her head snapped on.

"Good evening, smile." Tang Shuge slumped on the sofa, his feet on the coffee table, and junk food such as fried chicken, pizza, and happy water from the fat house were in front of him. She poured the last bite of French fries into her mouth and muttered, "Why don't you turn on the light when you come back?"

"I'm afraid you are asleep." Yang Xiao threw the subject back, "It's Christmas today, you didn't go out to play?"

"What's there to play? It's all in pairs on the road. If you have time to eat lemons, it's better to double watch." Tang Shuge frowned, "...Wait, you stop for me! You go out today At that time, you don’t wear the same clothes as you are now, right?"

Yang Xiao: "..."

She looked down at her basketball jersey and down coat, racking her brains and couldn't think of any reason to stop her.

"I rely on!" Tang Shuge's excellent association ability immediately made her brain fill up an intense and exciting action movie. She jumped up from the sofa and said in an enviable and hateful tone, "Tsk tusk tusk, it seems that Miss Yang enjoyed the little wolf dog brand ‘horse kills chicken’ once~~"

Obviously he is a good girlfriend, but Tang Shuge does not have half of Yang Xiao's male affinity, until now he is still a mother-to-be solo.

Yang Xiao's face was blushing, but it was a pity that the evidence was as strong as a mountain. Just by looking at her good complexion from the inside out, it was enough to understand how comfortable the "horse killing chicken" scene was.

"Speaking of Meng Yufan... I want to tell you something." She walked to the sofa and sat down, after a long pause, finally decided to tell the truth with her girlfriend.

"what's up?"

"I and him... we..." Yang Xiao choked, "We are together."

"Oh, what then?" Tang Shuge said while chewing on chicken wings. She reacted so calmly, completely beyond Yang Xiao's expectation.

"...Don't you have anything to say?" Yang Xiao asked incredulously. Before, Tang Shuge had always persuaded her to stay with Meng Yufan, but Yang Xiao was stubborn and hard-mouthed, saying that he was unwilling to accept the little wolfdog's favor. She thought that after telling Tang Shuge what they had decided to date, she would attract teasing and ridicule from her girlfriends, but she didn't expect Tang Shuge's expression to be calm, and she didn't even move her eyebrows.

"Didn't you guys get together early?" Tang Shuge asked back, "I knew about this a long time ago."

This time, Yang Xiao was shocked: "Why do you think that? He didn't officially confess to me until today."

…Although the remarks in the bathroom are neither "official" nor "confession", but they are always...cough cough cough. As long as the result is good, ignore the intermediate process.

"Huh?!" Tang Shuge opened his eyes, "But some time ago, you ran to his school every day after work, and often stayed out at night. I was still wondering if there was a light bulb like me at home after you two were together. It’s inconvenient, so you can only go outside to stay in the hotel every day."

Yang Xiao immediately explained: "You are misunderstood. He was preparing for the CET-4 at the time. I was just helping him review his English. Do you know how much it costs for an English college student from a famous university like me to work as a tutor outside for an hour? He can't pay, I always have to pass other methods to collect some'tuition fees', right?"

"...According to what you said, your relationship is really ‘simple’."

Tang Shuge rolled his eyes and asked, "Then how did he move you this time?"

This sentence is like a bottle opener, and Yang Xiao is like a beer bottle that can finally bubble up after holding it for a long time.

She immediately took Tang Shuge's hand and told her the ups and downs of the day.

Of course, her retelling is in the "harmonious version", and some plots that are not allowed to appear below the neck have been deleted.

But even with the castrated version, Tang Shuge was shocked when he heard it, and he didn't even care about the pizza in his hand.

"Little wolfdogs are too good? Even jealous can eat so romantically!" Tang Shuge exclaimed, "'I want to be the last man in your life', this kind of love is only in your early twenties. The little boy can tell-what about you, did you promise him?"

Yang Xiao responded cautiously: "It's useless to ask a twenty-year-old me about this kind of thing. Let me tell him when I am eighty."

"Hey, hey, your answer is too cunning."

Yang Xiao and Meng Yufan are two completely different types of people.

Yang Xiao worked meticulously and thoughtfully, while Meng Yufan was driven by the fire in his heart and the love in his eyes.

If time goes back three months ago, Yang Xiao will definitely not fall in love with such a straightforward and clumsy boy—no, to be more precise, she has been scammed by two stinky men, and she can’t wait to take love from her. Deleted from his life!

However, Yang Xiao met Meng Yufan on that day three months ago.

There will always be people who will make you revise your mate selection criteria over and over again, and will make you step back to your bottom line...

No one can pretend not to see such a hot and straightforward courtship. Yang Xiao accepted Meng Yufan's love and decided to give him back with the same love.

As for whether they can make it to the end-wait until the last day of life comes, and then look for the answer.

…

While Yang Xiao and his best friend were talking all night, Meng Yufan didn't stay idle either.

After he returned to the dormitory, he laughed like a fool and admired the bracelet on his right wrist for half an hour.

Yang Xiao didn't know how to weave this kind of thing. She simply used the simplest twist braid method to braid three strands of colored ropes of different colors together, and then tied the two sides into a knot to become a bracelet.

It is so ordinary and so unique.

The thin bracelet clung to the boy's wrist, the knot against his pulse. Every time the cyan blood vessel beats, the knot undulates up and down.

When Yang Xiao gave this bracelet to Meng Yufan, he asked him embarrassedly: "Is it too crude? Why don't I buy you a few pure gold transfer beads to string on."

But Meng Yufan felt that the mere transfer beads were worthy of the bracelet woven by Yang Xiao?

He couldn't help but touched and touched, and the shyness that flashed by when the girl wore the bracelet for him appeared before him again.

Small rubber bands are everywhere, but this bracelet is a token of love for the two of them alone!

The 196-meter-old boy is like a kid who has not graduated from kindergarten. He can't help but jump up and down in the dormitory, dancing and dancing. Fortunately, the dormitory is empty today. Most people have gone to the festival, and no one knocked on the door and scolded him to disturb the people. .

No, he must find someone to share such a happy thing!

He did as he thought, took out his mobile phone, and looked around in the address book. It’s already past 0 o’clock in the middle of the night.

"Mom!" Meng Yufan, a well-behaved baby, chose to call his parents on the other side of the ocean. "Are you busy now? I have an important thing to tell you."

"Fanfan? Are you finally willing to call us?" It was Meng Yufan's mother who answered the phone.

Across the ocean, Mengmu, who was in a meeting with her subordinates, gave her subordinates a pause gesture: "I will answer the call first." She covered the phone microphone, "The meeting was suspended for five minutes."

"Okay, Mr. Fan." The secretary nodded in response.

Mengmu picked up the phone and walked out of the meeting room, and stopped in a quiet corner. Because he has been busy with work, he did not give birth to Meng Yufan until he was over thirty. He is already over fifty years old this year. But just by looking at her appearance, it is impossible to tell her actual age. She is very well maintained, with exquisite makeup, and her black hair is tied into a tight bun behind her head. She is a very elegant professional woman.

The parents of the Meng family were in the timber business and had factories in Southeast Asia, Africa and other places, and they often flew back and forth between several continents. In the eyes of others, Meng Yufan is an out-and-out rich second generation. There are nearly 10,000 workers in the factory under his parents' name. Even if he doesn't play football, he can live a life of luxury and wealth... But Meng Yufan was caught by his parents since he was a child. Teach, know how hard their work is, not easy to make every penny. Therefore, he has a lot of hard-working and thrifty qualities that the rich children do not have.

It's just that, because he insists on playing basketball, doesn't want to inherit the family business, and has a big fight with his parents, the three of them have not sat down peacefully and talked for a long time.

I haven't contacted for a few months. In fact, Ms. Meng wanted her son desperately, and now she can receive a call from Meng Yufan, she is very happy.

The mother and son said a lot of self-confidence. Meng Yufan greeted his parents and told them not to work hard all the time. They are already very old and can no longer fight like young people.

"How can you do that if you don't fight?" Ms. Meng said, "You are not willing to inherit the family business. Save money for the son’s son’s milk powder, right?"

Meng Yufan: "...Mom..." He was helpless, "I have hands and feet, can't I make money by myself?"

"Do you earn money from playing football?" Mama Meng sighed, "You only increase the golf quotient, not the financial quotient. You are really anxious."

How could a family of three and two smart businessmen give birth to a stupid son?

"Well, what do you want to talk about when you call?" Mum Meng looked at her watch, "I still have a business worth tens of millions to discuss. I will give you five minutes to make a long story short."

Meng Yufan hurriedly shook things out: "Mom, the cypress you prepared for me is ready to use."

"…what?"

"It's the cypress tree you and my dad planted in the year I was born."

Mother Meng was stunned.

She is a southerner, and there is a custom in her hometown: as long as the family has a baby, if it is a daughter, plant a camphor, if it is a boy, plant a cypress tree.

When the child gets older and is about to start a family, the camphor tree is cut down to make a wooden box and a wooden bed, which will be used as a dowry for the daughter and brought to the husband’s house; Daughter-in-law, wishing the young couple "a hundred years of a good relationship."

Mum Meng understood Meng Yufan's suggestion and asked in surprise: "You mean... you found a girlfriend?"

"Not a girlfriend," the boy solemnly declared on the phone, "It's a wife."

Mum Meng couldn't restrain her excitement, and immediately asked: "Where is my daughter-in-law from? What occupation? How did you meet? How long have you known each other? When do you plan to get married?"

Meng Yufan's problem of being bombarded by her mother was so big that she reluctantly said, "Didn't you say you still have a business worth tens of millions to discuss in five minutes?"

"The business of tens of millions will be gone." Mum Meng immediately overturned her previous words, "The piglet I gave birth will finally be able to pick up the cabbage-this is still more important!"