Men's Daily Assist

I stole the CEO's girlfriend (24)

　　Qi Wenshu's appetite is small, and the speed of eating is not fast. Usually, they are still cooking in the cafeteria these days, but now they can eat hot meals directly. In fact, he is a little thankful for Fengyan.

　　Feng Yan didn't eat much at first, and when Qi Wenshu began to concentrate on picking the rice grains in the lunch box, he began to sweep away the rest of the food.

　　Qi Wenshu was a little embarrassed, and after thinking about it, the meal should not be cheap, so he asked him how much it was.

　　Feng Yan asked back: "Do friends even care about these little things?"

　　It's true that friends don't need to care too much about this kind of thing, like Lu Yuan borrowed a suit from him and didn't ask him for money. But Feng Yan... is different from Lu Yuan.

　　There are many kinds of friends.

　　Qi Wenshu insisted, Feng Yan gave him a gloomy look, and said, "I don't know how much it costs. In this case, will you treat me to eat next time?"

　　Qi Wenshu felt that the form of your meal and I would be a bit wrong, but he didn't think what was wrong, so he said: "Okay."

　　"Is there still work in the afternoon?" Feng Yan glanced at his watch after the food was in the air - he had already changed the watch, and it was still early for work time, "Would you like to take a leave and go back to rest."

　　"It's okay." Qi Wenshu shook his head, paused, cleared the table, and said in a low voice, "I have something... I want to give it back to you."

　　Feng Yan: "What?"

　　Qi Wenshu stood up slowly, packed the garbage bag and walked out the door, softly saying, "Follow me."

　　Feng Yan wanted to take the garbage bag, but there was a trash can outside, and Qi Wenshu threw the garbage away.

　　Feng Yan had to start brainstorming and give it back to me... Did I give him anything? Not a few days, not a few days ago, and push it forward...

　　Qi Wenshu went back to the office, opened the drawer, took out the things, silent for a moment, and said, "This is yours."

　　Feng Yan calmly looked at the piece of Vacheron Constantin that was shining with sinful light, and really wanted to go back to that morning and scolded himself awake: "I have no other intentions, Lin Qinghe, trust me?"

　　Qi Wenshu looked at him, his eyes flickering with the light of unknown emotions, which made Feng Yan wary.

　　"I believe in you." Qi Wenshu's tone was very gentle, he smiled slightly and said, "I have forgotten something, and you and I are now the relationship between the landlord and the tenant, maybe we are still ordinary friends, But other than that, we don't have any other relationship, do we?"

　　At this moment, Feng Yan's expression was very intriguing.

　　"Landlord...and tenant?"

　　"normal friend?"

　　These are just a few simple words, but like a sharpest knife, they stabbed into Feng Yan's heart.

　　He was almost out of breath, but he still had to do his best to maintain the only remaining calm between the two, or just a layer of transparent glass.

　　If one of the two gently took a step in the other's direction, that layer of barrier would collapse suddenly.

　　"Yes." Feng Yan also laughed, "You are right."