Hold On, You're Something Else

Although Xie Ling's request was very strange, Zhou Xiang knew that Mr. Xie was not an ordinary person.

Looking at Xie Ling's outstretched thin arm, Zhou Xiang took a deep breath and pinched it hard.

It's a pain, not a dream.

Xie Ling's expression remained unchanged, only his eyes showed shock.

He casually dismissed the project manager who followed him, and agreed to allocate funds to fill the loophole that his second brother lost.

Xie Ling glanced outside, took out a thin plush blanket from his resting room, and walked out.

He used to look forward to his new brother very much. The second brother who was related by blood didn't welcome his elder brother. His biological mother died young and his father was addicted to his lover. Xie Ling was actually looking forward to the arrival of Xiao Rongjing.But maybe from the first day they met, seeing the sincerity and fear in Xiao Rongjing's eyes, it was already doomed that they would not be brothers in this life.

The fact is also the same. In the past ten years, they have drifted away and become strangers.

Xie Ling lightly covered Rong Jing with the blanket, and saw that his child was wrapped in the fluffy blanket, looking very soft, not at all indifferent as usual when meeting each other, Xie Ling looked complicated.

Such a peaceful relationship is somewhat unreal.

Rong Jing got up early today, and was really sleepy at this time.

Half of his face was buried in the sofa, and he didn't notice any changes in the outside world. The incandescent lamp above his head hit him, his cheeks flushed faintly because of his deep sleep, his long eyelashes cast fine shadows, and he was quiet and peaceful on weekdays. The alienated breath gradually disappeared.

It's just that there is not much space on the sofa, and the legs wrapped in slacks are uncomfortable in the gap, Rong Jing frowned.

Xie Ling moved the coffee table so that Rong Jing could stretch his legs, and asked Zhou Xiang to dim the lights.

Xie Ling looked at Hui Rongjing's sleeping face coldly again, and suddenly said: "Little brother, it's really changed."

Zhou Xiang: "Then do you like the young master before he changed, or the young master now?"

Xie Ling didn't answer directly, they are both his younger brothers, how to compare.

but……

"If it was the old Rong Jing, maybe I would never be able to wait for this day."

Rong Jing wakes up slowly, and every time he wakes up, he will let go for a few minutes. During these few minutes, everything he does is in slow motion.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the slanting sun from the window shone in, covering the stern man who was working not far away in the twilight, making his shadow long and lonely.

Rong Jing didn't make any movement, just stared blankly until his consciousness slowly recovered.

Xu Shi found that Rong Jing woke up, the man came over, and said coldly: "Don't you know how to cover yourself with a quilt when you are asleep?" As he spoke, he took the blanket off Rong Jing's body and handed it to Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang was very efficient, and immediately called the image team who had been waiting downstairs for a long time, and immediately made suitable styles for the two brothers upstairs, and rushed to the banquet venue.

Rong Jing checked the time and knew that he was almost late: "Why didn't you call me up?"

Xie Ling kept his mouth shut and couldn't bear to disturb his younger brother's sleep, he just said: "I'm busy, who has time to care about you."

Rong Jing still remembered that before he went to sleep, the place was brightly lit, but now it was dark, and Xie Ling had been working in this situation, Rong Jing's eyes were a little sore, full of warmth was about to overflow.

"Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Xie Ling noticed that Rong Jing's eyes seemed to be sad, as if he was looking for a little animal to rely on.

I have never seen Rong Jing who is no longer covered in thorns. Xie Ling softened his eyes and rubbed his little brother's fluffy hair: "Since you call me big brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Rong Jing smiled, you are just too poisonous every time you speak, it is really easy to cause misunderstandings.

The styling team has come over, they have sent all Xie Ling's custom-made clothes, and Xie Ling is picking them out.

Seeing Xie Ling picking out clothes as sharply and seriously as if he was on the battlefield, the surrounding staff were all very nervous.

Only Rong Jing smiled slightly. He came to a strange world and lost his relatives and friends, but God compensated him in another way.

Xie Ling chose a black suit with a smooth cut and ironed without a single wrinkle, and gave it to Rong Jing: "You wear this suit."

Rong Jing: "But I bought it myself."

Xie Ling threw a look at it, meaning you see if I threw you out, or threw you and clothes out together.

Every time Rong Jing got in touch with Xie Ling, he felt that it was not for nothing that the original owner was so afraid of the elder brother. He really suspected that Xie Ling's temperament might end up alone.

Xie Ling chose Rong Jing's first, and it was his turn to struggle for a long time. He had already reached for the customary black dress, but thinking that Rong Jing said he was old-fashioned, he turned a corner and picked a khaki suit.

Rong Jing found that the set Xie Ling chose was actually very suitable, as if it was custom-made: "It's just right?"

Xie Ling: "Coincidence."

Rong Jing: "Oh."

I also didn't say you did it on purpose.

The two sets selected by Xie Ling are only different in color. They belong to a series. They are both lapel collars, which are exquisite and elegant for formal occasions.The one he bought himself had notched lapels, which were more casual.

Xie Ling watched his younger brother put on the suit he had ordered a long time ago, his expression softened a little.

New ones are ordered every year, and finally I have the opportunity to send them out!

Xie Ling got into the car with satisfaction, and said to Rong Jing who got into the car behind: "You only look good if you dress like this."

Rong Jing: "..."

Brother, please speak well.

The Xie family's dinner this time is mainly to celebrate the wedding of Xie Zhanhong, the head of the Xie family, and his wife, Han Lianmei.

The Xie family is a well-known real estate tycoon, and has been ranked in the forefront of Forbes' richest people all year round.This time, the venue is not at Master Xie's house, but in a suburban pavilion. This is a Russian-style venue like an old castle, and the banquet venue can only be reached through a long lawn.

There is an endless stream of guests, and all guests need to hold invitations and only bring one companion to enter.

When Rong Jing and the others arrived, it was already late, and most of the guests had already arrived at the venue ahead of schedule.

As soon as Xie Ling entered, his very distinguishing face was quickly surrounded by people who knew him, who warmly exchanged greetings and congratulated his father on his happy wedding.

The guests all know that this is the number one heir of the Xie family. He is only 33 years old and has already had many successful gold acquisitions.

Rong Jing was naturally completely ignored. The original owner had never appeared in public. Everyone only knew that there was a young master in a oil bottle brought by Mrs. Xie in the Xie family, but they had never seen the real person.

Rong Jing just didn't like this kind of occasion very much. Looking around, he saw a suspected acquaintance.Beside the long table, the young man who ate the cake quietly and whispered something to the mobile phone was a bit like Ji Leping he had met in school.

It was a little far away, and Rong Jing couldn't see it clearly, but felt that this person was out of place with the whole banquet, and he looked more like someone who strayed into the scene than him.

He didn't see the original owner's mother, Han Lianmei, and the banquet hadn't started yet, so it should be getting ready in the dressing room right now.

Thinking of facing the original owner's mother who might expose him at any time, Rong Jing's heart beat faster involuntarily.

Seeing that Xie Ling was being entangled, Rong Jing had no time to talk to him, and silently lowered his sense of existence.

He left the venue after showing his face, and walked on the stone road interspersed with green grass according to the memory of the original owner. The street lamps along the way shone brightly in front of him, and small bugs swayed around the lights. Rong Jing breathed the smell of green grass outside, feeling refreshed.

Rong Jing didn't walk for long, when he heard a group of people's vicious laughter, he remembered that there used to be a swimming pool with various functions, it was the second son of the Xie family, and it was also the favorite place for the second elder brother with this body to take people to have fun.

It's just that I didn't see Second Young Master Xie today. The people who came here were a group of young men and women, who should be the guests of this banquet.

Some young guests are not used to the atmosphere of the banquet, and servants will bring them here to relax.

The blue light shines on the sparkling five swimming pools, and a few large umbrellas are placed on the terraces between the swimming pools. Young men and women are dancing or flirting by the pools.

It's just mixed with this discordant moaning and groaning sound. A yellow-haired Alpha with a shirtless body and swimming trunks grabbed the head of a slender but not weak boy. The boy was wearing the uniform of a banquet waiter. was dragged here.

Huang Mao pulled the young man's hair, pressed him into the water, and continued to snarl: "I like you, it's your honor, don't be shameless, you can take it off if you don't take it off. There is something more exciting waiting for you!"

Huang Mao counted the time, and when the boy was about to hold his breath, he fished him out. Before the boy took a breath, he was pushed back into the water again.

Such a reciprocating cycle, the young men and women who were surrounded by luxury and money didn't seem to have seen this scene, and just took it for fun, smiled and turned their eyes away.

Wu Fuyu lay casually on the recliner, surrounded by men and women laughing with him.

He was still describing the smell of the top-quality Omega he smelled in Maya Shopping City that day. He took out a cigarette, and a winking Omega stepped forward and lit the cigarette butt for him.

Wu Fuyu was full of aftertaste, and said with a smile: "You don't know how charming the taste is, I almost fell."

Everyone laughed and couldn't imagine it: "The prince will describe it again."

But at this moment, the boy was pushed into the swimming pool water again by the yellow hair, and his head was completely submerged, looking as if he was about to die.

Wu Fuyu just wanted to remind Huang Mao not to play too much, it would be ugly if someone killed someone at a wedding banquet.

Wu Fuyu suddenly stopped talking and joking. He saw a man in a black suit standing behind Huang Mao, with a delicate body from head to toe. Wu Fuyu sat up straight when he saw the man's face, and his eyes widened , I didn't even feel the ash falling on my thigh.

Rong Jing stood behind the unaware Huang Mao, like a messenger from hell.

Picking up the yellow hair, he kicked him into the swimming pool, and hugged the dying boy. The boy's nose and mouth were covered with water, coughing violently, and leaning against his chest weakly, Rong Jing asked softly, "Are you all right?"

The yellow hair fell into the water, and the huge waves splashed wet the bodies of a group of men and women who were in high spirits.

Everyone stopped, staring blankly at Rong Jing, the unexpected guest.

On the other side, Xie Ling, who found out that his younger brother was missing, ordered Zhou Xiang to find someone so that he would not be bullied anymore.

Zhou Xiang searched around, and finally saw Rong Jing standing by the pool. Before he could look carefully, he found that their young master kicked a yellow hair directly into the pool.

Mr. Xie, young master, probably, maybe, maybe, he won't be bullied.

Only he bullies others.

At this moment, Wu Fuyu, who had reacted, suddenly jumped up from the recliner, just in time to see Zhou Xiang who was coming.

Pointing at Rong Jing, he shouted angrily: "Zhou Xiang, that's him!!!"

Damn it!

There's nowhere to look after breaking through the iron shoes, this bastard himself delivered it to the door!

Zhou Xiang didn't realize it all at once, and didn't know what Wu Fuyu was talking about.

But a good assistant can draw inferences from one example.

Ah!

The young master is the Godzilla you are looking for! ?

Everyone's focus was on Rong Jing and Wu Fuyu, no one noticed the boy in Rong Jing's arms.

Opening his eyes weakly, he looked at Rong Jing in his hazy vision.

He took the risk to disguise himself, but was caught by the second generation ancestors before he achieved his goal, and he was almost exposed just now.

The possibility of 79.9999% can rise to 99.9999%.

He found the man!