I seduce my rival by becoming beautiful

Zhuang Qi had eaten, endured the pain under Jin Xingmao's compulsion, drank antipyretics, and took a nap. When he woke up, the room was empty, and Jin Xingmao was nowhere to be seen. Lost spontaneously, he clutched his drowsy forehead and turned over to sit. rise.

The door just opened, and Jin Xingmao came in with a tray, on which was a bowl of steaming porridge, looking at each other from a distance, Zhuang Qi couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, he didn't leave, he went to cook the porridge.

"I thought you went back." The blurted voice was low and hoarse, just waking up lazily.

Jin Xingmao put the porridge on the small round table in the room, turned his head and said with a smile: "If I leave you as a patient, I'd be too unbecoming a brother."

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but when the self-proclaimed "brother" came to his ears, it didn't feel quite right.

As if trying to clear up the relationship between each other and draw the boundaries, Zhuang Qi was silent, and moved slowly to his side, and fell weakly on Jin Xingmao's shoulder, with his arms draped around his waist.

The close contact made Jin Xingmao rub against the side uncomfortably, feeling that Zhuang Qi really had no strength, so he had to stop.

"It's still uncomfortable, and I'm not strong enough." Zhuang Qi leaned on him to support himself.

Jin Xingmao froze all over, frowning: "Otherwise, you'd be very tired if you sat on the sofa." He wasn't so serious until he heard Zhuang Qi's confession last night, so he just pretended to have nothing to do and continued with the two brothers today. .

Before coming here, he had a premonition that he would be uncomfortable and awkward. Fortunately, Zhuang Qi fell asleep in a daze when he came here, but now that he woke up, he didn't know how to get along with him calmly.

"Brother..." Zhuang Qi was silent for a while, hesitant to speak.

"Ok?"

"Are you minding what happened last night?"

Jin Xingmao didn't expect him to be so direct, he hesitated for a few seconds and answered honestly: "It's a little, a little embarrassing."

"Sorry, but I still don't rely on it."

"..."

The tone was as if he had done something wrong to make Zhuang Qi unhappy, maybe he didn't mean that, but the tone sounded a bit irritating.

Jin Xingmao began to regret coming to the dealer with a soft heart. In fact, someone took care of him whether he came or not, and he didn't know why his heart softened when he heard his weak voice.

With a muffled sigh, Jin Xingmao pushed the porridge in front of him, pretending nothing happened, and directly passed the embarrassment.

"Eat it while it's hot, and then rest quickly. I have something to attend to, and I have to go to my brother's company."

The weather was getting colder, and thick blankets were spread on the ground early. Zhuang Qi sat on the floor, holding the steaming lean meat porridge, and rubbing his slender fingers on the edge of the bowl.

The temperature of the porridge was just right, it was quite warm while holding it, Zhuang Qi nodded, and before Jin Xingmao left, he asked, "Brother, did you cook this?"

Facing his fiery expectant eyes, Jin Xingmao felt uncomfortable like a thorn growing all over his body: "Well, you eat slowly, I'll go back first."

Zhuang Qi held the handle of the spoon tightly, feeling the warmth in his heart, lightly pursed the corner of his lower lip to suppress the rising smile: "Thank you brother."

Jin Xingmao's eyelids twitched a few times when he said thank you, feeling an indescribably strange feeling.

Jin Xingmao is not looking for an excuse to leave the dealer, but something really happened. I asked my elder brother to check the ID of the local tycoon who spent millions of dollars, but no matter how I tried to check it, I failed, and there was no useful information. When I was cooking porridge in the morning, my elder brother suddenly came The phone said that he found some clues and asked him to go to the company first.

Arriving at the company from the dealer, Jin Zezhi was talking on the phone with someone. He entered the office quietly and sat down in a small corner amidst the silent greetings of his elder brother. He only heard the elder brother behind the desk "got it" for a while and "hmm" for a while. , I don’t know if I’m talking about work or what.

After hanging up the phone, Jin Zezhi rubbed his eyebrows that had never been relaxed for a moment, and threw the phone on the table.

Jin Xingmao noticed the change in his mood, and he was a little cranky. The eldest brother rarely showed such an expression, or it was a rare emotional leak.

"Brother, what's the matter? You don't look well."

Jin Zezhi waved his hand, and the usual calm and elegant smile hung on his face: "It's nothing, maybe he hasn't had a good rest recently. I found a little information about that person, come and take a look."

Jin Xingmao is distressed and helpless. The company is currently negotiating a project with the government. The entire headquarters of the company is under high pressure. Busy with the most important sections.

"Brother, I'm sorry to make you work so hard."

Jin Zezhi looked at him: "What stupid things are you talking about? How did you make me work hard? Don't think about it. Come here and look at the information I found. I took a quick look. It's a man. The other party may know you .”

Jin Xingmao doesn't know much about these things, but cooperating with the government will indeed bring more pressure and burden, and this is just the beginning.

The elder brother and the others rarely talked to him about the work of the company, and they would bear any pressure. Even if the sky fell, Jin Xingmao knew that they would resist it for themselves.

Family love is like this, and Jin Xingmao doesn't know the blessings he has cultivated in several lifetimes, to have enlightened and optimistic parents and an elder brother who spoils him too much.

The information found out only shows that the other party is a male with a local number, and there is a high probability that he is a local.

The male and local numbers are the key information, Jin Xingmao couldn't help but think of the confession last night, and he had some clues in his heart.

The eldest brother said that the other party probably knew him... Although there is no definite evidence pointing to Zhuang Qi, the information can be matched with him.

If it wasn't for him, Jin Xingmao would never have thought of anyone else who would be so generous and throw away millions.

By the way, there was another person, Qi Xuan who was almost forgotten by him.

He is also very likely, Qi Xuan is a very crazy person, he can do many things, and the local tyrant may also be him.

Jin Xingmao thought about it, returned home from the company, and sent a message to ask Jiming how the filming was going. Knowing that they were facing each other, in a leisurely state, he turned around and called Qi Xuan.

The answer over there was quick, just like waiting for his call.

Jin Xingmao didn't want to go round and round, so he went straight to the point and asked, "Qi Xuan, do you know Xiaopozhan?"

Qi Xuan's smile was not serious, his throat was a little sandy because of a cold or something: "I know, I follow you on the website where you make videos."

That's what makes a straight ball talk, and it doesn't bend around.

"Then do you know that I started a live broadcast?"

"When did you start the live broadcast? Did I miss something? I didn't know why, oh... I remembered, I was busy rehearsing in the dance studio that day."

The tone didn't sound like a lie, Jin Xingmao bit his lips: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Xuan thought of something, suddenly frowned and said, "I remember, someone gave you several million gifts that day?"

"Well... I thought it was you, who am I looking for, return the money."

"The gift is indeed a bit exaggerated. With such a large sum of money, the identity of the other party may not be that simple."

Jin Xingmao thought of Zhuang Qi again: "I think so too."

Qi Xuan could hear his melancholy, and smiled lowly: "Otherwise, he wouldn't have called me to ask me."

The two were silent for a few seconds, and Qi Xuan said again: "And that person must like you very much, and knows you in real life, but he doesn't want you to know his identity."

"It might have been a spur of the moment."

"Xingmao, don't overdo it on the spur of the moment. Think about it, many people give presents to the anchor now, and the more they brush, you should understand what the purpose is. That local tyrant gave away hundreds of dollars for free during your first live broadcast. Wan, and didn’t let you know who he is, that’s not knowing what you are.”

"Think about it, why doesn't he let you find him? Think again, why can't you find him? If you have a candidate, go and try."

The author has something to say: Zhuang Qi: My brother smells so good, my cooking skills are really good, my shoulders are so comfortable, I am greedy for everything about him