my brother became a scum

The next day the cold was mostly cured, Zhang Chen drove me to work in the office building, when he got out of the car, he kissed my cheek, I glanced at him, got out of the car without saying anything.

The new year is coming soon, and the work at the end of the year is relatively trivial. I have done it very smoothly, so the illness did not affect the work efficiency too much. The headache is that Li Wanting came to interview again. I answered all the questions she raised while thinking about it. How to explain it to her in a while.

The love of a little girl is precious, but it is precisely because I know this that I have to make it clear early, so that the damage can be minimized, and it is a good choice for both her and me.

Today's interview was over before I thought about the words of rejection. Li Wanting sorted out all the manuscripts and said before I could speak: "You like men, right?"

I was a little unhappy, firstly because of Li Wanting's aggressive attitude, and secondly because she was very likely to investigate my private life.But the long-term self-cultivation prevented me from pretending not to hear things, so I thought about my words and asked her: "Have you turned off the recorder?"

She pursed her lips and nodded almost in a panic: "This is not an interview, I... I just ran into you and your lover."

Zhang Chen has just been in Lucheng for three days, and we haven't had a good time to look around yet. Thinking about it carefully, it is only possible that we met the night before yesterday.

I suppressed the fire a little, and said as gently as possible: "I hope you can keep it a secret from me."

Li Wanting's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, I'm sorry, but I couldn't comfort her, she turned her head away, adjusted her emotions for a while, choked up and said, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble before."

"It's my problem." I pulled out some tissues and handed them to her. "If I had revealed my sexual orientation at the beginning, I wouldn't have upset you."

"It's better for you to keep it secret," she took the tissue, wiped her eyes, and solemnly suggested, "People are not as tolerant of gay couples as they appear."

"Thank you." That's all I could say.

Li Wanting packed up the pens and papers and stood up to say goodbye. I also stood up and prepared to open the office door for her.

She stood up straight, and said to me as if jokingly: "My father can help you transfer directly to the center, so that you can return to your hometown. Will your sexual orientation not change?"

She was able to say this, nine out of ten it was not a joke, but I had nothing to hesitate, and I answered her very frankly: "Sexual orientation is something that cannot be easily changed, not to mention that I have someone in my heart, it is impossible to Give you happiness."

I wanted to add that I would not use my marriage as a bargaining chip in order to gain power, but if I said that, it would be too embarrassing for the little girl. After thinking about it, I still didn't say it.

I didn't say it, but she already understood, and she wasn't as sad as before, and even said with a smile: "You are a good person, I didn't misunderstand the person."

"You are also a good girl, and you will meet people who are many times better than me in the future."

"Thank you."

I opened the door of the office, watched her leave, closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved of one thing on my mind.

Sitting on the seat and drinking tea, he dialed the internal number to ask the secretary to call a few subordinates over for a short meeting.

Today I finally got off work on time, and just as I left the house, I received a regular text message from Zhang Chen: Chen Heping, are you off work yet?My company is busy and I want to eat stewed pork ribs with beans, and I get home around 07:30.

I replied "off work" to him, turned off my phone, and got in the car.The driver was already very familiar with Zhang Chen's villa. I got out of the car, went into the house, "robbed" the beans and ribs from my aunt, and prepared to make dinner for Zhang Chen.

I haven’t cooked for a few years, and the technique of tearing the ribs on the side of the beans is unfamiliar, but fortunately, after doing it, I slowly remembered it, and I was very embarrassed to ask when adding salt I asked my aunt if it was enough, and my aunt asked me to add half a spoonful, and then I covered the pot.

I only had time to stew this dish, and my aunt cooked all the other dishes. When I took a shower and came out of the bathroom, Zhang Chen had already entered the door. He threw his coat aside and trotted in his slippers. He ran towards me and hung directly on my body.

I was hit by him and took a step back. Fortunately, I hugged him in time to stabilize my figure. He kissed me on the cheek, and I was as obedient as a little sheep. I carried him to the dinner table without difficulty, and couldn't help it Said: "You seem to have lost weight again."

"It's because the meat that fell off before didn't grow back," Zhang Chen replied casually, resting his pillow on my shoulder, "You're not by my side, and you don't need any nutrition experts, the weight will drop by itself."

I know that he has to listen to his words at a discount, but my heart is always sour and happy, happy for my influence on him, sad because he can't take good care of himself.

I am like an ancient faint king, fascinated by beauty, unwilling to think deeper, immersed in sweet words.

I wanted to hug Zhang Chen on the chair next to the dining table, but he hugged me, his legs wrapped tightly around my waist, and he was unwilling to come down. I patted his buttocks to scare him that if he didn’t come down, he would die. Throwing him away, he raised his neck to show his beautiful neck, and replied arrogantly: "If you dare to throw me down, I will beat you."

I really don't dare to throw him down, the heartache is second to none, it really hurts him to beat someone.

"Then what do you want?" I was extremely helpless, but couldn't help but kiss the broken hair on his forehead, "You're such an adult, you don't want me to hug you for dinner, do you?"

"You hug me to eat, and feed me bite by bite." He really said it out, how could he be so cheeky.

I hesitated whether to promise him or not, but he kissed my Adam's apple again, yes, promise him.

When I sat down with him in my arms, he leaned on my shoulder obediently, not delaying me from looking at the dining table at all.

"What do you want to eat?"

"what ever."

"You're a little heavy."

"Get out of your mother."

He even swears with indescribable energy, insisting that he is quite a big man, so he insists on imitating his wife.

I touched my nose, put my hands on his waist, and put some sweets on the plate: "Don't stick to me, get up, I'll get you something to eat."

He sat up lazily, not lying on top of me like an octopus. I took a piece of sweet and sour pork and brought it to his mouth. He said, "Don't want this."

"What do you want?" I didn't get angry, but asked calmly.

"You guess?"

I guess, where do I go.I glanced at the table, only my stewed pork ribs and beans were out of place, and the plate was very perfunctory, so I stretched out my chopsticks to pick up a piece of beans, and handed it to his mouth.

He turned his head and opened his mouth to eat, but said: "No meat, why do you treat me like a rabbit?"

Being squeamish and sick, I felt a little bit in my heart, but I still picked up a piece of ribs and handed it over.

"My hand wants to hold you, I can't eat~"

He's in his 30s, and he's not ashamed to act coquettishly. Lushi's feng shui is fine, why does he fall ill within a few days after arriving?

I also had a lot of inner drama, but I quietly looked at his pretty face and resigned to my fate.

Wiping his fingers with a wet towel, he personally shaved a few pieces of pork ribs, piled up half a bowl, and picked up another piece that looked the most regular, and brought it to his mouth. He opened his mouth and ate it.

Fortunately, he didn't act like a demon this time, and let me feed him mouth to mouth.

I started to feed him like a delicate pet, and I was going to eat my own after feeding him.

But after I fed more than a dozen mouthfuls, he said, "Why don't you eat?"

Before I could answer him, he said again: "You want to feed me, right?"

Let him finish talking, what else can I say.He licked his greasy lips with his tongue, kissed my cheek, and wanted to get off me numbly.

He moved too fast, I instinctively put my hand on the edge of the table, this guy was wild enough, his back bumped into my palm, causing the back of my hand to hurt.

"Afraid that I will hurt you?"

I didn't speak, he leaned over and kissed again, and then strolled back to his seat.

We finished dinner and went to the study together. He lay on the recliner and chatted on WeChat, and I opened the notebook that was not connected to the Internet and began to write tomorrow's speech.He didn't hide it from me, so my ears were often filled with all kinds of money-related information, tens of millions every minute.I rubbed my ears and laughed at him: "Are your employees not off work?"

"Do you think I'm working overtime too?"

I glanced at the reclining chair he was lying on, which was said to be the most comfortable in history, and then at the exquisite snack plate next to the reclining chair, without saying a word.

He added: "Chen Heping, you can't do it, you have to write the speeches yourself."

"I'm used to it." I took a sip of boiled water and continued to write my things, "I'm used to writing, so I don't delay anything."

"You said, you have the right, I have money, why do we have to work overtime."

"Because I want more power, and more money."

I closed the document of the speech, and began to review some documents that need to be signed tomorrow, but Zhang Chen remained silent.

After a long time, he said softly: "If your rights are big enough, are you going to fuck my mother?"

I hope to have more rights, to do things that are beneficial to the people, to find out the truth about Zheng Qiang’s incident, and to send those who broke the law to prison, which is one of them. Zhang Chen’s mother is one of them. Zhang Chen said that I would fuck up at that time, and I have no way to refute this matter.

But I didn't want to make him unhappy when the matter didn't come to the fore, so I kept silent and didn't speak, and I pretended I didn't hear it.

Zhang Chen didn't ask any more questions, he knew my answer and didn't want to make trouble for himself.

We were busy until ten o'clock in the evening, going to bed, resting, sleeping, and getting up on time the next day to go to work. Zhang Chen insisted on squeezing the bathroom with me. I just noticed that all the toiletries were set. I took a black cup to brush my teeth. He I took the same white cup.The mirror over the sink was big enough that I looked at me and him in the mirror, and he stared at the mirror at first, and after a while, still foaming from his mouth, he turned to look at me.

He said, "You are so pretty."

Zhang Chen's filter is really too thick.