Xiao Tian O dresses up as a villain and fake young master

Chapter 13

When he approached, Teng Yingzhi instantly thought of his torn painting, fearing that He Ji would overturn his carefully made cake, so he quickly took two steps back to distance himself.

His action seemed to be showing weakness. He Ji sneered, knowing that he was used to putting on pretense, and looked like he was being bullied in front of and behind him, and then it got dirty on him.

Now he was in front of his eldest brother's door again, and He Ji didn't want to make any noise and offend Teng Song.

"You're not the only one living here." Teng Yingzhi finally shot back.

He Ji didn't argue with him, he just slowly smiled maliciously and knocked hard on the door.

After a few seconds, the handle turned and the door opened, revealing Shu Di's expressionless and beautiful face, and her slightly cold voice: "Master He Ji, please don't bother Mr. Teng again if you have nothing to do."

"I know, it's Ying Zhi knocking. I just stopped him, but Ying Zhi insisted on coming over." He Ji's voice became more subdued, not at all arrogant when facing Teng Ying.

Teng Yingzhi silently complained. When he was reading the cartoon, he felt that He Ji was quite comfortable making tea from tea. But when he really changed his face in front of him, he just felt that his heart was filled with panic.

Shu Di opened the door a little more, and then he saw Teng Yingzhi not far away. Before she could speak, Teng Song's calm and confident voice came from the distance: "Let Yingzhi come in."

Shu Di immediately opened the entire door. They were all open, and their posture was completely respectful.

He Ji was stunned, even forgetting to hide his emotions, and looked at Teng Yingzhi with disbelief and hidden hatred.

If Teng Yingzhi had a little tail at this moment, it would have been wagging happily. He carried the cake in and walked in. When he passed by He Ji, he deliberately shrugged at him and went back secretly making tea in the same way. He had no choice but to avoid being disturbed, but he didn't feel that his coming over was an intrusion.

The moment Shu Di closed the door, Teng Yingzhi's brisk voice came from the last crack in the door, "Brother, I'm here to give you dessert."

He Ji was locked out, as if he hadn't figured out what was going on for a while. What's going on, the expression on his face keeps changing.

When he was punished to kneel, he didn't feel that his eldest brother was favoring Teng Yingzhi. It was because he didn't do things well because he didn't expect that his eldest brother would come back early, so he didn't expect that much. It was reasonable and reasonable for him to be punished by being punished by kneeling down after being caught in the act by his eldest brother. Even if the one being beaten was not Teng Yingzhi, his eldest brother would still punish him.

But what happened just now? If something really happened to Teng Yingzhi, forget it. Obviously he came here just to give him a dessert, but the eldest brother didn't ask his assistant to kick him out.

Something is not quite right.

He Ji tried hard to recall his last life. He couldn't remember it wrong. His eldest brother never showed his true identity, and he wouldn't even look at Teng Ying twice when he appeared on New Year's Eve. He and Teng Yingzhi had the same status in his eldest brother's eyes, and they had nothing to do with each other. critical presence.

Thinking of this, he glared at the closed door unwillingly. He would never lose to Teng Yingzhi again in this life.

He will definitely become a younger brother seen by his older brother.

In the study, Teng Song is handling official business behind the large desk. He will be at the manor these days, and any documents that need to be processed offline are sent by Shu Di. At this time, the signature pen in his hand did not pause for a moment, nor did he look up from the document. He only responded to Teng Yingzhi with a faint hum.

Shu Di went over to pick up the document that he had signed. Seeing that the document was almost processed, he finally said with a sigh of relief: "Mr. Chang asked me to say a few words. For the case discussed at the last project team meeting, he wanted to increase the intention fee to Sixty million."

Teng Song's indifferent expression did not change as he read the documents. "I have to make the decision on this small matter. Ask him not to say anything. Next time, I will ask you to resign."

Shu Di said, "Mr. Chang. Let me test your tone and see if you are willing to let him pursue this case."

"If he wants to pursue it, he will pursue it. If he can't knock the door open for 40 million, he will mention 60 million. If he can't knock it open, he will mention how many more. ? Is he talking about cooperation or acquisition?" It seemed that Chang Le's persistence aroused his interest, and he directly poked the other party on OA and asked him to send the project information.

Chang Le replied almost instantly, sending the information in a snap, followed by a bunch of pleading words.

Teng Song did not look through it immediately, but lowered his eyes and signed: "Let him go. If we can't negotiate a cooperation that can't be negotiated after repeatedly raising the intention and asking for more money, it's not my face that is embarrassing."

Shu Di smiled with relief, and immediately Chang Le was notified on OA, so Chang Le on Teng Song's OA directly performed a scene where he went crazy.

Shu Di: [Mr. Chang, can you tell Mr. Teng about this kind of thing in the future? Sixty million, you are so embarrassed to open your mouth, you can make the decision yourself. Why do you want me to ask? I will help you next time and I will take your last name. ]

A new message popped up on Teng Song's OA: [Mr. Shu, you're welcome, I'll treat you to hot pot when you come back. ]

Shu Di: "..."

Chang Le: "..." Is it too late to withdraw now?

Teng Song ignored it, signed the last document and threw it to Shu Di, saying calmly: "You can go eat hot pot after work."

Shu Di had already scolded Chang Le thousands of times in his heart, and hurriedly cleared the table and took the documents with him. He fled in a hurry, not forgetting to nod to Teng Yingzhi before leaving.

Teng Song then raised his eyes and saw Teng Yingzhi standing opposite with a cake. He couldn't help but chuckled and said, "What are you doing there? Do you want me to invite you to sit down?"

Teng Yingzhi walked around the table and walked to him. Putting the cake down, he asked in a low voice with some vigilance: "What's He Ji doing here?"

Teng Song didn't say anything, just threw the signature pen in his hand to the right. Teng Yingzhi subconsciously followed the sound and saw the signature. The pen rolled to the side of a plate of delicate almond cake.

Teng Yingzhi was furious. She picked up the cake again and placed it heavily in front of Teng Song. She said in a panic: "Eat mine!"

She also picked up the silver spoon and stuffed it into Teng Song's hand.

He was so panicked that Teng Song was his brother if he ate the dessert sent by someone. He didn't want him to eat the portion sent by He Ji at all. He said hurriedly: "I made this with my own hands, and his is The one made by the pastry chef at home is different!"

Teng Song looked at him with interest, then he laughed and took a spoonful of the cold tiramisu and ate it slowly, knowing that he could only get safety from himself at this time. Feeling, she had no intention of teasing him, and responded: "Well, your cooking is more delicious."

The wariness between Teng Yingzhi's eyes and brows slowly subsided, but she still didn't dare to completely Relax and said attentively: "I'm going to make tea. Brother, what do you want to drink?"

Teng Ying said: "Coffee."

"Okay!" Teng Yingzhi ran to grind coffee, and soon a cup of hot coffee was brought , carefully placed in Teng Song's hand, as if he suddenly changed from a younger brother to a little secretary in his office.

Teng Song said thank you and browsed the information sent by Chang Le intently while eating the cake.

Teng Yingzhi was not idle, he took the plate of almond cake away directly in front of Teng Song, and then took a bite himself. The creamy and silky cake has a dense texture and is very sweet in the mouth. Teng Yingzhi immediately understood the thought contained in this plate of cake.

Although He Ji didn't make it himself, he was sure that He Ji definitely told the pastry chef to make it sweeter.

My brother likes to eat sweets, which is why Teng Yingzhi specially made strawberry cakes and knocked on her brother's study door when he first came here, with careful ingratiation and testing mixed in.

The almond cake that He Ji sent was his original strawberry cake.

Teng Yingzhi used the strawberry cake in exchange for the opportunity to get closer to her brother step by step in the past two years, the closeness she has now, and his protection.

He Ji also started...

It was like someone was slowly opening a crack in the airtight wall, and the crack would become bigger and bigger in the future, and it seemed that it would collapse in the next moment.

Teng Yingzhi felt sour in her heart and couldn't help turning her head to look at Teng Song: "It's so sweet."

Teng Song was still reading the information and didn't notice the sensitive emotions in his eyes, so she just hummed.

Teng Yingzhi was filled with frustration and wanted to leave immediately. Then he felt that if his brother was taken away, he would really have nothing. So he waved to him to ask him to pay attention to him, held up the cake in his hand and said, "I said This almond cake is very sweet!"

Teng Song finally raised her eyes to look at him. She was not attracted by his movements, but noticed that the aroma of peach wine in the room had suddenly become much stronger. Only then did she realize that the young man was in a mood.

"It's no secret that I like sweet things." He comforted him, and then noticed that the aroma of wine in the air became stronger. The young man was either happy or even more unhappy. Judging from his tight thin lips and lackluster eyes, he was obviously even more unhappy.

Teng Song had no choice but to speak softly like a child, with a gentle and tolerant tone: "No matter how sweet it is, I haven't touched it yet."

Teng Yingzhi finally got the answer she wanted to hear, and she felt much better . , "Then I'll eat it."

The aroma of the peach wine has faded a lot, and it's obvious that he is really happy. Teng Song didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly. Emotions come and go quickly. They are so easy to coax, and they may be deceived in the future without even knowing it.

He continued to browse the information, while Teng Yingzhi was choked by a few bites of cake and couldn't help but run to make herself a pot of black tea.

He originally planned to go back to paint after delivering snacks to his brother, but the fact that He Ji had been here made Teng Yingzhi a little uneasy. He knew that his brother would be taken away, but he didn't want to be taken away now. He slowly ate snacks and drank tea aside, secretly observing his brother's expression. He didn't seem to think that he would disturb him here, so he just stopped leaving.

Teng Yingzhi is like a little evil dragon entrenched in his own territory, wary of all the bad guys who covet his treasure.

He found a notebook nearby in the study room, opened it and asked for the password. He looked up and asked, "Brother's password."

"447274." That was Teng Song's work computer, and he told him the password without hesitation.

Teng Song was working, and Teng Yingzhi was writing his academic paper.

The two of them did not disturb each other, and were immersed in the affairs in their hands. They silently glanced at each other when they were unaware of each other, and spent the long afternoon with each other.