Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs, never giving me a chance to refuse.

Ye Wen followed behind him, and I followed Ye Wen, and went up to the second floor.

Looking at Ye Wen's back, I sighed in my heart, "Ye Wen, Ye Wen, you should introduce me. Is this person your father or your uncle, uncle, brother, uncle, uncle, elder brother, and uncle? If you introduce it, I will have a clue in my heart." .

Unlike the first floor, there were very few people on the second floor. In the hall with stained glass lamps hanging from the ceiling, there were a few comfortable-looking sofas, and a few well-dressed middle-aged men sat there.

The man suspected to be Ye Wen's father didn't go to the sofa, but walked all the way to the depths along the long corridor. I followed closely behind like a little follower. After walking for a while, I heard him say to Ye Wen : "Who taught you to wear this dress on a formal date?"

"I just came here today to say hello to Zhao Qian. Since I'm going back to the company soon, is it important what clothes I wear?" Ye Wen spoke politely and indifferently, and it sounded a bit estranged, which made me start to doubt these two people. Is it a father-son relationship?

"Back to the company? Heh, you know that you have an appointment with Xiaoqian today. Don't use the company as an excuse. You can deceive your mother with these reasons. Besides, what's the important thing about your company that makes clothes?"

Ye Wen's voice was a little louder, "It doesn't matter if you just say a word or not."

"Yes, you're old, you have your own opinions, and I follow you most of the time, but don't treat your family members as fools, and don't go too far in everything. It's fine if you were indifferent to other girls a few times ago I can't do it this time. Xiaoqian was the one I watched and grew up with. Your Uncle Zhao has been my friend for many years. Now that Xiaoqian has just returned to China, she is unfamiliar with many things. Maybe spend more time with her, you know?"

"I'll talk about it later. Anyway, I can only say hello to her today, and I have to go back to the company in a while."

The suspected father stopped and turned around, "A man starts a family and starts a business. I need to say more about it? What's important to accompany the woman who may become your wife in the future and go back to the company to deal with those trivial matters? I don't care how you messed around in the past. Go to England Whether you want to study clothing or start a clothing company depends on your temperament, but you will soon be 24, and it is time to plan your future life for yourself.”

"Planning life? It's funny, whose life is planning? Yours or mine? If it was mine, then I would have planned it long ago, because it is not the same as the result you want to see, so you choose to turn a blind eye?"

The suspected father was straightforward, "You must get married before the age of 26. I will only say this for the last time."

Ye Wen didn't answer, I felt uncomfortable and wanted to say a few words for him, but because I didn't have a position and I was afraid of offending my future father-in-law, so I could only endure it, and after walking a few steps quietly, my suspected father He opened a door and said to Ye Wen: "Go, remember what I said."

Ye Wen lowered his head slightly, and only replied, "Don't think that everyone is like you." The unhurried and tough tone, the voice was very small, but it was enough for me to hear.

This increasingly strong smell of gunpowder made me very anxious. If it seemed that my father replied that the two of them were fierce, they might quarrel like this.

But as expected, Jiang was still old and spicy. It seemed that his father was much calmer than Ye Wen. He didn't answer his words, but smiled and waved towards the door, and then let Ye Wen in.

I followed to look in the door, and it was an elegantly decorated private room. There was a girl in a white dress sitting on the light blue sofa. I couldn't see her face clearly from the wrong angle. She was planning to follow Ye Wen into the room. When I went there, I was stopped by my suspected father.

He said to Ye Wen again, "Stay with Xiaoqian, I'll go chat with your colleague." He closed the door.

Both sides of the dimly lit corridor are decorated with wrought iron wall lamps, which look like old-fashioned kerosene lamps. Looking at the suspected father in a well-fitting suit, I suddenly have the illusion of being in an old movie by mistake.

"Then what, hello..." I stretched out my hand to say hello, which was considered a pre-emptive strike.

He smiled and shook hands with me, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ye Jiahua, and I am Ye Wen's father. You don't have to be reserved in front of me. In addition, children of your age can call me Mr. Ye or Uncle Ye. If you are not used to it If you want, you can call him by your name, I don't mind."

This sentence was confirmed, and the suspected dad instantly became a real dad.

My heart went up and down, and I hurriedly said, "Hello, Uncle Ye."

Ye Jiahua is indeed the father of that kid Ye Wen, and he is full of grace in every gesture, and his charm has not diminished in the slightest. When he stretched out his hand, the index finger and middle finger moved forward side by side, and the ring finger and little finger slightly curved, pointing to the person we just walked over. Direction, "Don't stand and talk, go, accompany me to have a drink," he smiled at me, "By the way, I haven't asked what your name is yet?"

I rubbed my nose, "Oh, look at my brain, it's all about Uncle, you are so handsome, I forgot about it. My name is Guan Guan, and the two characters are Guan Yu's Guan."

Ye Jiahua walked side by side with me, "That's a good name, it's easy to remember."

I smiled apologetically, "Ha, it's mainly because it's easy to write."

He didn't continue the topic of names with me, and asked: "Then Guan Guan, how long have you been in Ye Wen's company? What is your position?"

"It's been three months since June. I'm a designer."

"You children who are designers all have something in common. I can't describe it well, but you and Ye Wen have a similar feeling."

similar feeling?That's mainly because we're both gay and we're both one, I scratched my head, "The one who learns design is probably a little bit less than the normal two."

Ye Jiahua smiled, "For example, this very casual way of speaking, it is said that those who are close to ink are black, sometimes I worry about whether Ye Wen will become more and more angry because of the long time of making clothes."

I don't like hearing Ye Wen say that, so I smiled at him with a big white tooth, "I think he can talk a little more casually, as the boss has no airs, we as employees feel more friendly, don't we?"

Ye Jiahua glanced at me, continued to walk slowly, and only said, "It's what young people think."

Damn, after all, it's the tone of relying on the old to sell the old. I don't have to refute, so I will stop talking. After a while, he asked again: "By the way, how many employees are there in your company now?"

I became less and less fond of the old man, and gradually became less nervous. I answered truthfully, "I really don't know, I haven't counted."

"Oh, don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually, just answer truthfully."

Fuck, I really don't know!I replied: "Look at what you said, it seems like I'm hiding something from you."

He looked at me meaningfully, "I've been working for three months, and you don't even know the approximate number of people? I'm just asking this question just to understand the current size of the company. You don't have to hide it from me."

"I really don't know, why don't you visit the company tomorrow and count them yourself?"

This stubborn old man actually replied to me lightly, "I don't want to talk about it, I just ask casually." He really took it for granted. If it weren't for Ye Wen, I wouldn't have kept him. Say one more word to him here, such a way of chatting is too fucking painful.

I sympathize with Ye Wen very much, if it is not very pleasant to see him and his father, this time I have found the reason.

Before he left and after I left, I walked all the way without a word to the hall I passed when I went upstairs. Ye Jiahua walked to a seat by the window, chose a seat and sat down, looked at me and said, "Sit."

I said to myself that you don't need to say that I will sit there, do you think this cafe is your home?

The sofa is very soft, and I sank into it as soon as I got on it. To be honest, I don't like sofas that are too soft. Looking at the one Ye Jiahua was sitting on, it was obviously much firmer than the one I was sitting on. At least he didn't sink in, and his sitting posture was very Correctness is elegant.

The waiter came over and handed the menu to Ye Jiahua, he directly pushed the menu to me, and then said to the waiter, "Thank you espresso."

The waiter nodded and came to me to wait. I casually flipped through the list, looked at him and said, "Original coffee with soy milk and more milk, can I do it? If you can't do it, just don't have a glass of water." "

I actually came up with this trick after looking at the price of coffee on the list, but the waiter actually asked: "I don't know what kind of coffee beans you want, sir? And do you want the concentration of soy milk and creamer?" ad hoc?"

"Uh..." Damn, I feel the same taste when I drink coffee, but I don't know what kind of coffee beans it is.

Ye Jiahua smiled, "The espresso here is very authentic, why don't you try it too, I'll treat you." He said and handed the order back to the waiter, "That's it, two glasses of espresso, and the other for this gentleman A glass of plain water."

"Thanks then." It's embarrassing, but I'm happy to save money when someone treats me.

Ye Jiahua didn't speak again until the coffee was served, he just folded his hands against his chin, rested his elbows on the armrest of the sofa and looked out the window.

It was raining sporadically outside, and there was nothing to see in the hazy night scene. He probably just didn't want to talk to me, which was fine.

After a while, the coffee was served on the table, served in a white porcelain coffee cup that was expensive at first glance, and the matching small tray was light brown, and the overall look was very clean.Ye Jiahua picked up the coffee cup, but still slightly turned his head to the position outside the window.

I shook my head, bowed my head and took a breath, then took a sip from the edge of the cup.

Fuck, what a fucking pain!

"How do you like this coffee?" Ye Jiahua finally spoke again.

I was lowering my head to challenge for a second bite, and after swallowing what was in my mouth, I raised my head back to him, "Bitter."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "If you're not used to drinking it, change it to something else, don't force it, even if it's a good thing, not everyone knows how to appreciate it."

Fuck, did I fucking mess with you?Do you need to run on me every sentence?Guan Erye just doesn't know how to appreciate it at all, what's wrong?Is it hurting you?

"That's it, it's rare for me to have a chance to improve my appreciation level." After I finished speaking, I bowed my head and continued for the third mouthful.

As soon as the coffee reached the tip of the tongue, before it was completely bitter in the mouth, I heard Ye Jiahua ask: "What's the relationship between you and Ye Wen?"