After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

Chapter 54

A tiny piece of paper was held between two fingers.

Shi Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm not nervous."

Yu Ci lightly raised his eyebrows: "Okay, you're not nervous."

Shi Jin looked up at him: "Why are you here?"

He himself didn't realize that after meeting Yu Ci, the emotions he had suppressed just now seemed to be swept away.

Yu Ci casually threw the piece of paper into the trash can: "Come and have a cup of tea with a friend."

"It's you—" He raised his brows and eyes slightly, his eyes thoughtful: "If I'm not mistaken, you just came out of Dancong Yayuan."

As for Shancong Yayuan, it seems that there is only one guest today.

The Patriarch of the Qin Family, Qin Mo.

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on Shi Jin's body probingly: "The person you saw was Qin Mo?"

Shi Jin looked up.

Yu Ci stood in front of him, tall and tall, at such a distance, it seemed like an invisible prison.

His brows and eyes are naturally sharp, but at this moment his head is tilted slightly, his crimson eyes lightly swept across the wall and landed on his face.

Look to explore.

"Yes." Shi Jin nodded, his eyes were light: "Do you know him?"

"It doesn't count as acquaintance."

Yu Ci moved his body, and the slender necklace around his neck shook accordingly: "An elder in the circle."

Shi Jin raised her eyes and looked at him.

The faint breath mixed with the fragrance of shower gel invaded his nostrils, Yu Ci touched the tip of his nose, and took the lead to look away: "So you are the grandson Qin Mo is looking for?"

As he said these words, he remembered the white veil he had glimpsed last night.

After a pause, Yu Ci changed his words and added another suffix: "...female"

His ending sound was clear and shallow, Shi Jin didn't catch it clearly, but only heard the previous question clearly.

So he nodded: "From the point of view of blood relationship, yes."

Yu Ci was keenly aware of the repulsion in his words, thinking of what Cheng Si said about the Qin family just now, he paused for two seconds, and changed the subject: "Is your cold better?"

Shi Jin nodded, her light-colored lips parted slightly: "Last night..." "Pa——"

Something smashed on the door of the tea room next to the two of them, and the dull sound was followed by the sound of porcelain falling to the ground and shattering.

Then a young man scolded angrily: "You are a scum who won't admit it when you put on your pants."

next second.

"brush--"

The tea room door was pulled open, revealing an angry face.

A young man in a bright yellow T-shirt came out of the tea room, his delicate face was full of anger, when he saw the two people outside the door, he paused, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Shi Jin took a step back and gave way to the door.

The young man bit his lip and quickly walked out of the tea room, leaving a small thank you when passing by.

The boy's back quickly disappeared into the corridor.

Yu Ci glanced across the tea room inadvertently, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the person sitting in the room: "Scumbag——"

The people in the room also saw him, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose flashed a light.

The man got up.

Yu Ci hooked his lips, and his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling fell on Shi Jin who was opposite him: "Your acquaintance."

The footsteps of the man in the room towards the door only paused, and then he walked calmly to the door.

Shi Jin's step back just now made him stand far away from the door of the tea room. From his perspective, he could only see the half-open door and Yu Ci directly opposite him.

He looked up, just in time to see the man coming out of the tea room.

The beige casual suit, the gentle gold-rimmed eyes, and the handsome man greeted him calmly: "Good afternoon."

Shi Jin wasn't surprised, after all, Wei Chan never restrained himself much in front of him,

not to mention......

He glanced at Yu Ci who was leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket.

A well-meaning roommate sent him a photo last night.

Sensing his gaze, Yu Ci raised his head, his sharp eyebrows raised slightly.

Willful and reserved.

Shi Jin withdrew her gaze and looked at Wei Chan: "Editor Wei."

"Meeting is destiny." Wei Chan pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and extended an invitation to Shi Jin: "Since we are so destined, how about having a meal together."

"No."

Before Shi Jin could speak, Yu Ci refused: "He is not feeling well and needs to go home to rest."

Shi Jin paused, and he looked at Yu Ci with some doubts: he didn't feel sick.

Yu Ci looked back calmly: You have.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yu Ci Gourd, Shi Jin nodded cooperatively: "Sorry, I'm really not feeling well, next time."

Wei Chan saw the reactions of the two of them in his eyes.

He twitched the ring on his index finger with the corners of his lips hooked, turned his eyes on the faces of the two, and suddenly said, "May I ask, are you two lovers?"

when--

Yu Ci felt as if his head had been hit by a huge bell, and the words "lover" echoed in his mind.

Wei Chan asked again and again: "Really?"

Yu Ci came back to his senses, only felt that the heat in his ears seemed to be a little high, his eyes drifted twice, and he still stuttered for some reason: "No, it's not."

He suppressed the inexplicable strange emotion in his heart, touched his hot earlobe, and denied: "We are just roommates."

Wei Chan glanced at Shi Jin who was at the side.

He didn't know when he lowered his eyes, and the expression on that jade-white face was light.

Wei Chan raised his eyebrows: "Since you are not lovers, then I can formally pursue Shi Jin."

Yu Ci frowned suddenly.

Wei Chan looked at him with a smile.

The air around the two seemed to freeze.

In the silence—

"Feel sorry."

The cold voice interrupted the inexplicable confrontation between the two.

Shi Jin's tone was cold, her slender eyelashes drooping down.

His eyelids are thin, his face lines are thin and smooth, and he looks very alienated when he doesn't speak or make expressions.

At this moment, with his eyes downcast like this, his eyes swept over faintly, and there was an inexplicable sense of coldness.

——At least Yu Ci was a little flustered.

Not out of fear, but out of—

"I'm not interested in love."

Shi Jin's eyes lightly spat out such a sentence.

-

The funeral of the eldest son of the Qin family is scheduled for the end of July.

It is not too early to say this time, but it is not too late to say it is late.

It's because this time is used to prepare for a funeral, which is somewhat hasty for the Qin family.

It was late because according to the custom of Spring City, the ashes of the eldest son of the Qin family, who should have been buried long ago, were not buried, but stopped abruptly until the day of the funeral.

Although Mr. Qin's move was unpredictable, all those who received the invitation came as promised.

As one of the three rich families in Spring City, the Qin family still has to give the face it should.

The day of the funeral was a rainy day.

It rained in Spring City after several months of sunshine, perhaps it was also to see off the hardworking and charitable young master of the Qin family.

Naturally, it is impossible for the Qin family to let all the guests see them off like a normal family. Except for a few people who are close to the Qin family and went to the scene with the hearse, more people stayed in the banquet hall of the hotel.

Xu Qian tugged at his suit uncomfortably, searching the crowd with his eyes.

Someone bumped his shoulder: "Hello."

Xu Qian turned around and recognized that this was a side branch of the married family.

Seeing that he saw him, Chengcai raised his chin: "Do you know why today's battle is happening?"

Xu Qian became interested, he let go of the hand holding his suit, and leaned his head over: "Why?"

Chengcai was dumbfounded: "I'm asking you, why are you asking me?"

Xu Qian was also dumbfounded: "Aren't you f***ing tricks?"

Chengcai looked back at him angrily: "If my mother knew about this, I wouldn't be just a side branch of the Cheng family."

Xu Qian scratched his head, inexplicably aggrieved: "But my family is just a small family."

The Xu family was only at the bottom of the circle at first, but later because he got mixed up with brother Ci, Uncle Yu promoted his father a little bit, so that the Xu family could have some status in Chuncheng.

How can he know something that even a talented person doesn't know?

"That's right." Cheng Cai touched his chin and asked again, "Where's Brother Ci? Why haven't you seen anyone?"

Speaking of this, Xu Qian remembered that he was looking for Brother Ci just now, but he was stopped by Chengcai before he could find it.

He shook his head, his eyes continued to search in the crowd: "I'm looking, but I haven't seen anyone yet."

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a familiar figure in the crowd. Xu Qian waved his hand at Chengcai, and walked towards that figure: "Third Brother!"

Cheng Si raised his eyebrows and turned around: "Yo, it's a little Qianzi."

He was wearing a black suit today, and when he was not talking, his face was more or less bluffing.

Cheng Wu, who was wearing the same dress as him, stood next door with a straight face, staring straight at the young man beside Cheng Si, as if he wanted to shoot him a hole with his gaze.

Xu Qian had long been used to Cheng Si calling him that. He patted his head and asked Cheng Si: "Brother San, have you seen Brother Ci?"

"Yu Ci?" Cheng Si paused while shaking his red wine glass, his eyes turned around the venue, but he didn't see any familiar people: "He didn't come with me, did you call him?"

"I called, but Brother Ci didn't answer." Xu Qian frowned: "Brother Ci said he would come yesterday, why haven't I seen anyone yet?"

"He said he would come?"

"Say it," Xu Qian nodded, "Although he was a little impatient at the time, Aunt Zhong kept calling, so he finally agreed."

"Then don't worry." Cheng Si took a sip of the red wine slowly: "He said he will come, then he will definitely come, don't come in a hurry."

"By the way, what time does the banquet start?"

Cheng Wu spoke first: "Eleven o'clock."

"It's now..." Cheng Si glanced at the watch on his wrist: "...[-]:[-], it's almost time."

He lowered his wrist and raised his chin towards the entrance: "Neng, isn't this coming?"

Xu Qian looked in the direction he was looking.

A black figure appeared at the door of the hotel banquet hall.

Tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, he just relied on his natural hanger figure to wear a black suit of similar style into a custom-made look.

Xu Qian waved excitedly: "Brother Ci!"

So Cheng Si watched that man walking with a toothache all over his face, attracting the attention of men and women like a spotlight all the way - including the little boyfriend next to him who just started working for a day.

The author says:

Wei Chan: My surname is Wei, and my name is assist.