Atypical love stories [Compilation]

The proposal to have dinner together was a bit hasty, and it was not until after the two of them got off work that they realized that they hadn't decided what to eat.

"What do you want to eat?" Ou Yixi planned to leave the right to make decisions to his secretary.

"...I don't know, Mr. Ou, what do you want to eat?" Yang Zishu felt that what to eat has always been a difficult problem in life, so he politely pushed the question back.

"Then I can just open a place?" Ou Yixi asked.

Yang Zishu nodded.

But he didn't expect that Ou Yixi's random opening of a place was really a random place.

The car stopped at the entrance of the street, and I looked inside. It was a bit messy, full of fireworks, and noisy.

In short, it doesn't look like a place where a domineering president would come.

Yang Zishu looked at Ou Yixi suspiciously, hoping that the boss could give him a reasonable explanation.

"I don't eat out often." Ou Yixi also felt that it was a wrong decision to drive aimlessly, but the main reason was that she really didn't know where to go.

But now that they've come, Ou Yixi thinks that this place should be fine, and he doesn't have the problems of other overlords, he can eat anywhere.

Besides, Yang Zishu should be very familiar with this place, so I might as well listen to his opinion.

"Do you come here often? Why don't you choose?"

"What are you talking about..." Yang Zishu supported his forehead.

As much as Ou Yixi is reliable in his work, he is unreliable in his brain circuit.

It seems that his brain circuit is not on the same channel as that of normal people, as if he has opened up a different world by himself, isolating all living beings and being beautiful alone.

However, since Ou Yixi thought so, and there was no sign of driving to change places, Yang Zishu didn't bother to explain. He paused and said, "Let's have a bowl of Lanzhou ramen."

The small restaurants here are all unfamiliar, and Yang Zishu doesn't trust them. There is only one Lanzhou ramen chain that is a big brand.

Ou Yixi nodded and had no objection.

The two entered the store, wearing expensive suits that didn't fit in with the pattern inside, which caused other people to peek at them.

The two looked at the menu for a long time, wondering what to order. In the end, it was Yang Zishu who watched what others ordered and ordered accordingly.

In the end, each person ordered a bowl of noodles, and each added a poached egg and a portion of beef.

But when the noodles came, Yang Zishu stared at the coriander on it again and was speechless for a while, and when he was about to lift his chopsticks to pick out the coriander reluctantly, Ou Yixi pushed his bowl of noodles in front of him.

"My younger brother doesn't like coriander either," Ou Yixi said, "When I was young, there was a cooking aunt who always liked to put coriander, so I often helped him choose."

"Can Auntie cook without coriander?" Yang Zishu was puzzled.

"Yes," Ou Yixi said expressionlessly, "but she later became my little mother, and it depends on her wish to add coriander or not."

Yang Zishu: "..."

However, it was also the first time someone picked coriander for him, and Yang Zishu's mood was quite complicated.

As the youngest at home, I am naturally loved by the elders, but the love of the family is nothing more than giving money and luxury goods. At first, Yang Zishu felt that there was nothing wrong with him, after all, seeing his savings getting more and more More is also a happy thing.

But he now realizes belatedly that no one in the family may notice that he does not eat cilantro.

And the first person to find out was actually his boss.

Yang Zishu had to say that this feeling was a bit strange. He took a peek at Ou Yixi and felt that his boss was worthy of being a standard domineering president. The more I look at it, the more I like it.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Ou Yixi looked up, and saw Yang Zishu looking at him eagerly.

"...No." Yang Zishu lowered his head to cover up, and slapped his noodles.

"Do you think things in my family are bloody?" Ou Yixi's strange brain circuit came online again, helping Yang Zishu reverse the embarrassing situation.

"My mother passed away not long after my younger brother was born, and my father only got married for the second time when my younger brother was seven years old. I didn't think much about it," Ou Yixi said slowly, "and she has a good personality. Some outlandish ideas, but really good for me and my brother."

Yang Zishu laughed dryly: "This is your family matter, why don't you just tell me that?"

Although I was really curious for a moment.

"It's okay, you are not an outsider." Ou Yixi said.

When Yang Zishu heard this, something seemed to flash in his eyes, but he opened his mouth but still didn't say anything.

The two left after eating the Lanzhou ramen. Ou Yixi originally wanted to drop by and send Yang Zishu back, but Yang Zishu disagreed, so Mr. Ou had no choice but to give up.

Before eating, Yang Zishu contacted his driver and asked him to come here to pick him up—as for why Yang Zishu didn't drive himself?

That's because he left the country as soon as he graduated from high school, and now he only has a driver's license from country m, so he can't drive in China.

But the last person who came was not his driver, but his elder brother.

"Brother? Why are you here?" Yang Zishu was a little surprised.

"Come to pick you up along the way," Brother Yang said with a serious face, unable to smile just by looking at him, "I heard that you've been working in Ou's recently?"

Yang Zishu thought to himself, how long have I been working?That's how you know?

"Recently, we just cooperated with Ou Shi, and I can just go to see you tomorrow." Brother Yang said again.

"...No need." Yang Zishu hadn't figured out how to explain this to his boss, and didn't want his elder brother to get involved.

"I have already agreed with Mr. Ou that we must go."

Yang Zishu: "...Then what are you telling me?"

Brother Yang: "Just to inform you."