God always wants to bend me

Jiang Chen thought about secretly taking pictures of Song Qizhao, but Song Qizhao put his eyes on Shen Qi as soon as he left.

"You're interested in him." Song Qizhao looked at Shen Qi and said straight to the point, not a question but an affirmative sentence.

Shen Qi couldn't react to the blunt words, and when he was about to say something, Song Qizhao said expressionlessly, "He's my man."

Shen Qi: ...

From the place where Jiang Chen secretly photographed by the door, he could only see two people talking.The big boss Song's paralyzed face could not be seen for thousands of years, and Shen Qi seemed a little cramped. Jiang Chen attributed this to Song Qizhao's too strong aura, which made the other party uncomfortable.

Shen Qi slowed down, not to be outdone, and said, "You are not together yet, are you?"

Song Qizhao replied calmly: "Whether we are together or not, he is mine."

"Then what if Chengzi doesn't like you?" Shen Qi looked at Song Qizhao, slightly hooked his lips and said, "As far as I know, Chengzi is straight."

Although he and Jiang Chen haven't known each other for a long time, he also knows that Jiang Chen is not crooked.

Regarding what Shen Qi said, Song Qizhao still had no superfluous expression on his face. He glanced at Shen Qi and said with a paralyzed face, "Then are you a woman?"

Shen Qi: ...

Before Shen Qi could speak, Song Qizhao said again: "If you are a girl, then..." After a slight pause, Song Boss said mercilessly: "Jiang Chen doesn't like girls with muscles like you either."

Shen Qi: ...

After the candid filming was finished, Jiang Chen pretended to take a look at the crayfish, then returned to his seat, and as soon as he sat down, Song Qizhao greeted him with a look full of deep meaning.

Jiang Chen was guilty at first, but when Song Qizhao saw it like this, he felt even more agitated. He always felt that Song Qizhao already knew that he had secretly filmed him.

Jiang Chen quickly turned his gaze elsewhere, and only after taking a look did he realize that the seat where Shen Qi was originally sitting was empty.

"Where's Brother Shen?" Jiang Chen rubbed the back of his head and subconsciously asked Big Boss Song.

"He asked me to tell you that I have something to do and leave first." Song Qizhao said calmly.

"Ah? Gone?" Jiang Chen opened his eyes wide, curled his lips and said unhappily, "Then why didn't he tell me before leaving?"

Seeing his appearance, Song Qizhao frowned slightly and asked, "Do you like him?"

Jiang Chen was shocked by these words, looked at Song Qizhao blankly and said, "Brother Shen is me...my friend."

"Do you like him?" Song Qizhao asked again without letting go.

Jiang Chen's heart is in a trough at the moment, the boss's painting style is super wrong, and the questions he asks are super strange...

Being stared at by Song Qizhao blankly, even if Jiang Chen wanted to get away with it, he couldn't do it, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Brother Shen is a nice guy, he helped me a lot, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Song Qizhao's face was turning dark, Jiang Chen immediately said: "He and I are very good friends."

Song Qizhao's face returned to calm.

"But his figure is superb! I like his muscles." Jiang Chen added this sentence at the end, his eyes still glowing with envy.

Big Boss Song successfully turned black.

Jiang Chen didn't know why his big boss had a bad face until the crayfish was on the table.

He guessed several reasons.

For example, his big boss doesn't like Shen Qi, and when he mentioned Shen Qi, his face turned dark naturally.Another example is that his boss likes muscles as much as he does. After seeing Shen Qi's muscles, he feels jealous, and he definitely doesn't want to see Shen Qi.

Crayfish are not very easy to peel, Jiang Chen often eats this, and has long since developed his own method of peeling shrimp, the movements of peeling shrimp are quick and skillful.

He took the initiative to peel a prawn and put it on Song Qizhao's plate, and said with a flattering smile, "Boss, you eat prawns."

Seeing his movements, Song Qizhao's face softened, and the phone in his pocket suddenly rang when he picked up the chopsticks.

Big Boss Song paused the hand holding the chopsticks, frowned, took out the phone, saw the caller ID, and hung up decisively.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Chen put the phone back into his pocket, and while peeling the shrimp, he took the time to ask, "Boss, are you not answering?"

"Harassing phone calls." After Song Qizhao said these four words, he picked up the chopsticks and ate the shrimp that Jiang Chen put on his plate.

After eating, Song Qizhao put down his chopsticks, and didn't intend to peel the prawns by himself, but looked at Jiang Chen expressionlessly, and the prawns that Jiang Chen had just peeled and was about to put on his plate.

Jiang Chen was stared at by Song Qizhao, he was too embarrassed to put the peeled shrimps on his plate, so he had no choice but to put them on Song Qizhao's plate again.

Satisfied, Song Qizhao withdrew his gaze from looking at Jiang Chen, and was about to pick up the chopsticks when the phone rang again.

Song Qizhao took out his phone and hung up without even looking at it.

As a result, this time, as soon as he hung up the phone, before he had time to put the phone in his pocket, the phone rang again.

Song Qizhao looked at the caller ID and frowned, hesitating whether to turn off the phone.

"Boss, why don't you answer the phone? If it's not a nuisance call, someone has something urgent." Jiang Chen stopped his hands, looked at Song Qizhao and said.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Qizhao to reply, he said again: "You answer the phone first, maybe after answering the phone, I have already peeled a big plate of shrimp, so it will be more delicious to eat."

Song Qizhao thought for a while, looked at Jiang Chen and nodded, got up with his mobile phone and went to the side of the road to answer the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, the person on the other side yelled, "You brat! It's been so long since I've been away, and where's my supper! Where's my little wonton!"

Song Qizhao was silent.

Mr. Song was very unhappy, and finally sent his eldest grandson to run errands to buy supper for him. It took almost an hour for him to come back, and he didn't see his grandson coming back. He kindly called and asked, but who knew he would be hung up twice.

Now, the phone is connected, but there is no fart there, it is quiet as if there is no one.

He didn't hear Song Qizhao's words, so the old man's tone slowed down, and he said, "Stinky boy, you must have lost your way, didn't you find the snack street or the small wonton stall?"

"No." Song Qizhao finally said.

"Ah?" The old man was a little confused by the elder grandson's words, and asked aloud, "What's the matter? Did you not find the snack street or the stall?"

Song Qizhao glanced at Jiang Chen, saw that Jiang Chen was still peeling the shrimp, and said aloud, "I'm eating crayfish in the snack street now, and I didn't find a stall selling small wontons."

Grandpa: ...

Before the old man could speak, Song Qizhao said again: "Grandpa, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

"Sack of bridge beans! Brat, wait for me!" The old man yelled a second before Song Qizhao hung up the phone, and successfully prevented Song Qizhao from hanging up, "You brat, it makes sense for you to eat crayfish by yourself Also! You agreed to buy me a small wonton! You have something to do, what can you do!"

Song Qizhao said without changing his face: "My wife is peeling shrimp for me and waiting for me." After finishing speaking, he didn't care what the old man on the phone was feeling, so he hung up the phone and turned off the phone by the way.