False Poor and Real Boss

study.

Xin Rong took out the photo in the file bag, and when he saw the young man's face on it, his eyes fixed.

"Are you investigating Yan Fei?"

He looked at Lu Chen in disbelief, with obvious disappointment written in his eyes.

"Yan Fei..." Lu Chen propped his hands on the table, and smiled inexplicably: "Or, Fei Yan?"

Xin Rong's heart sank and she looked at him suspiciously.

"To be honest, I didn't think that Yan Fei had anything to do with Fei Yan before." Lu Chen hugged his chest and said mockingly: "I checked all of Yan Fei's family background, but I couldn't find a woman named Fei Yan. Until Later, someone gave me a picture like this—"

He pulled out the photo from his pocket and put it on the desk.

It was a photo of Yan Fei in women's clothing. I don't know which studio it was taken on. He wore long hair, light feminine makeup, and a red dress. He was standing there straight, with a thermos in his hand.

"I have to admit that his women's clothing is really confusing."

"What does this have to do with Fei Yan?" Xin Rong pretended to be calm.

Lu Chen stared at him closely, with suppressed anger and unwillingness in his tone: "Didn't you notice? This photo is very similar to Fei Yan, with the same body and height, especially the side face. This is no matter how much makeup is put on. Can't hide it."

"I don't know what you want to say." Xin Rong turned to look out the window.

"Xin Rong!" Lu Chen stood in front of him, turned up the volume, and stared at him with black eyes: "Don't pretend to be stupid, your so-called girlfriend is not a woman at all, he is a man pretending to be!"

Lu Chen's chest heaved violently, his eyes were red, and he said loudly, "There is no 'Fei Yan' at all. The person I met at Xie Zhihan's wedding that day was Yan Fei!"

There was a moment of dead silence in the study.

Xin Rong looked out of the window from the beginning to the end, his side face was tense, silent like a statue.

"Xin Rong!"

Lu Chen anxiously waited for his reaction.

"I made him do it."

The calmness on Xin Rong's face finally cracked, he turned his head, his eyes were complicated, and there was embarrassment in his eyes that a lie had been exposed.

"I know, he's a man."

"you!"

The expression on Lu Chen's face could no longer be described as shock, his pupils constricted, and he stared at Xin Rong as he did when he met Xin Rong for the first time.

"You are crazy!"

"He's a man, and he's a star, what the hell are you doing?!"

"I'm sober." Xin Rong looked up at Lu Chen, and said in a cold tone, "I just asked him to do me a favor, that's all."

"Then why does he live in your villa?" Lu Chen seemed to realize something, he looked into Xin Rong's eyes, trying to dig out some clues.Ke Xin Rong lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze.

"Xin Rong, you...to that Yan Fei...is it..." Lu Chen's tone trembled a little.

"No." Xin Rong clenched the armrest with his fingers, looked at the documents on the table: "Don't think too much about it."

"If you just want to find someone to act as your girlfriend temporarily, you can find a woman." Lu Chen sneered, with a bit of self-deprecation: "You even lied to me."

"Lu Chen, it was my fault for not explaining to you at the beginning, but I didn't want to make things too complicated."

Xin Rong looked at Lu Chen apologetically.

"Let me ask again, why did Yan Fei live in your villa?" Lu Chen stared at him anxiously: "If you consider me a friend."

When he is a friend, it means that you can no longer deceive him...

Xin Rong was at war with heaven and man, he clenched the arm of the chair, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

"I do have a crush on him."

These words hit Lu Chen hard on the head like a sap.

He suspected that he had heard wrong, or that he was hallucinating.

"Can you say that again."

"You heard that, didn't you?" Xin Rong looked at him with a gloomy expression.

"Yan Fei is a man just like you!" Lu Chen suddenly raised his voice.

"I know."

"You like men?" Lu Chen stared at him, his tone almost hysterical.

"I don't know, maybe I just have a crush on him, and I've had girlfriends before." Xin Rong has never seen Lu Chen in such a pressing manner, every question is like a sharp dagger piercing his heart superior.

"So you don't like men?" Lu Chen frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with his answer.

Xin Rong was almost overwhelmed by his series of questions.

"I just have a crush on him, it has nothing to do with men and women."

"Impossible, why do you have a good impression of a man? Do you regard him as a woman?"

"Lu Chen!" Xin Rong interrupted him, stood up, and said coldly, "Don't force me! This is my private matter!"

"This is very important to me!" Lu Chen suddenly took a step closer, looking deeply at Xin Rong, with pain and anger in his eyes.

"Why do you think I want to investigate Yan Fei? Why do you think I care so much?"

He has had enough of the pain of not being able to love, this torture of suppressing his feelings but not being able to express it, and it will all end today!

Xin Rong had never seen Lu Chen with such a look in his eyes.

Aggressive, oppressive, but with forbearing affection and desire.

"because I like you."

Xin Rong seemed to be frightened by his words, and couldn't help taking a step back.

Lu Chen laughed, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "What, are you scared?"

Xin Rong looked embarrassed and embarrassed, his head was in a mess, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something, with bursts of dull pain.

"Before I thought you were a straight man and would only like women in this life, so I never dared to confess. I was afraid of scaring you, I was afraid that we could not even be friends. But now..." Lu Chen laughed twice, his tone With broken despair in his heart: "Tell me, you have a crush on a man, do you know how I feel?"

The treasures that he has been carefully guarding and protecting for so many years were easily snatched away by others within a few days. How can he maintain his demeanor, how can he calm down and restrain himself? !

"Lu Chen..." Xin Rong lowered his eyes to avoid his overly eager gaze: "Stop talking."

"Why don't you let me tell?" Lu Chen grabbed his shoulder, he looked at Xin Rong, and felt that the beast in his heart seemed to rush out of the cage at any moment: "Do you not believe it?"

Xin Rong's eyelashes trembled, his expression struggling and embarrassed: "We are friends."

"Oh, friend." Lu Chen looked at him, his eyes flickering with enthusiasm: "Do you have such a friend?"

Before Xin Rong understood the meaning of his words, he saw Lu Chen's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.The back of his head was held down by a force, and before he could resist, he felt a pain on his lip.

Xin Rong looked at Lu Chen in astonishment, and then shame and anger appeared on his face.

He pushed Lu Chen away hard.

"hiss……"

Lu Chen licked his lips with a frivolous expression, as if he was reminiscing about the experience just now, but there was a trace of pain in his eyes.

The corner of Xin Rong's mouth was bitten by him, and the pain was burning, but he could no longer feel the pain.He quickly wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, looking embarrassed.

"What happened just now, I pretended it never happened."

He tried his best to sound calm.

"Let's go, let's calm down and communicate after thinking clearly."

"It didn't happen?" Lu Chen seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed twice: "Xin Rong, you are not such a shrinking turtle. I admit that I was impulsive just now, but what I said Those words won't be taken back. I don't want to fuck you as a brother, I want to fuck you! Get it?!"

Xin Rong's chest heaved violently twice, but finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Go back."

"You can't miss me forever." Lu Chen looked at him with dark eyes: "I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to think clearly."

After he finished speaking, he took a final look at Xin Rong, turned around and left the study.

It was raining heavily outside the window.

Xin Rong stood by the window, watched Lu Chen enter the garage, and closed the curtains with a pale face.

**

The next morning, Xin Mi was startled when he saw Xin Rong.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" She looked at Xin Rong's face worriedly, and then looked at the corner of his mouth in confusion: "The corner of your mouth...have you had a fight with Sister Fei Yan?"

"No."

Xin Rong couldn't explain it to Xin Mi. He tucked his shirt into his suit trousers, carried his briefcase, and went to the entrance to put on his shoes.

"What's the matter? Are you fighting with someone?"

Xin Mi chased him and asked.

Xin Rong was in a state of irritability and glared at him impatiently.

"I can't care about you." Xin Mi pursed her lips aggrievedly after being stared at by him.

Xin Rong somewhat regretted his gaffe, he sighed, changed his gentle expression, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about it."

"Then do me a favor." Xin Mi quickly chased after the victory.

"what's up?"

"Give me Sister Fei Yan's WeChat ID, and I want to invite her to be a model for the first issue of the official account to show off her outfits."

"No." Xin Rong said firmly.

"Why? I'll give her a generous reward, and if you don't like it, I can keep her from showing her face." Xin Mi grabbed Xin Rong's arm and shook it flatteringly: "Brother, just help me." Just for a moment. Or, you ask her how much she is willing to come?"

"It's not about money." Xin Rong frowned, not knowing how to communicate with Xin Mi.He had no choice but to perfunctoryly say: "Let me ask him first, he has other arrangements recently, and it may not be possible in time."

"Okay, why don't you ask me first, if it doesn't work, I won't force it."

Xin Rong nodded.

"Be sure to remember to ask!"

Before leaving, Xin Miqian reminded him ten thousand times.

"Ah."

Xin Rong agreed very well.However, as soon as he arrived at the company, he completely forgot Xin Mi's entrustment.

Xin Mi waited for a long time without any response, so she couldn't resist making a phone call.

Xin Rong was in a meeting, her mobile phone was turned off, and she did not answer any calls.By the time he finished the meeting, his phone was already full of missed calls from Xin Mi.

Of course he knew the reason, so he had no choice but to call Yan Fei.

"Mr. Xin, what do you mean, your sister wants to ask me to be a model?"

There was a smile in Yan Fei's voice.

Xin Rong said "Yes", and said, "You don't have to take it seriously, she's just joking. I'll help you find a reason to reject her."

"I think it's okay. I'll just wear women's clothing again. It's fine if your sister is happy."

Yan Fei disagrees.

"But your schedule is tight, and—"

"It's okay, time is like water in a sponge, there will always be a squeeze." Yan Fei sat in the car window, looking at the tall buildings outside the window, narrowing his eyes slightly: "By the way, Mr. Xin, you The company is called Xinguang Pharmaceutical, right?"

He suddenly changed the topic, Xin Rong didn't recover for a moment, subconsciously hummed.

"Then are you in the company today?" Yan Fei asked again.

"I'm here, what's the matter?" Xin Rong looked puzzled.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking." Yan Fei smiled with the corners of his mouth pressed down, his peach eyes gleamed with a sly light.

"Okay, Mr. Xin, I still have something to do. Let's talk about how to help your sister be a model later."

Before Xin Rong could speak, he cut off the phone decisively.

"Mr. Yan, are you going to this intersection?"

The driver's voice came from ahead.

Yan Fei, who was wearing a full set of courier clothes from XX company, nodded and smiled brightly: "I'm sorry to trouble you."