Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

The words were so fucking irritating, I almost spit out the coffee in my mouth, but I didn't spit it out, but I choked on myself.

Ye Jiahua leaned over and pushed the water glass towards me, "Don't worry, come and drink some water."

I coughed for a long time, drank half a glass of water before I recovered, wiped my mouth, and saw Ye Jiahua smiling at me, "Is it better? You haven't answered my question yet."

Damn, it's okay if I don't choke, I feel that it's not right when I choke, I feel like I'm a guilty conscience.

I hurriedly replied, "What do you mean? Of course it's the boss and subordinates."

Ye Jiahua picked up the cup, lowered his eyes and asked, "Is that all?"

I was very guilty, "Of course! Otherwise, what else?"

Ye Jiahua took a sip of coffee, swallowed it slowly, put down the cup, and folded his hands on his chin again, "Ye Wen has such an important appointment with you today, I thought you two would be happy with you apart from work. We can chat with each other in private, and we are good friends. But since it’s not the case, I wanted you to help me persuade Ye Wen, let him not be too self-willed, and treat his girlfriend better. After all, people of the same age are more Easy to communicate."

"Uh, this... I..." Damn it, I was swayed.

Ye Jiahua's gaze swept me from head to toe, "But I seem to have asked the wrong person. Although they are similar in age, you and him are very different in terms of background, education and social status. There should be no common language in private."

Your mother, you just said that I am similar to Ye Wen in some ways!I laughed dryly, "That's right, we just chat about design, fabric, style, color matching, fashion trends and so on in private. There are not many common topics."

"Don't force me, I'd better find an opportunity to talk to that boy Shu Wan about it. You should know him, right? Ye Wen's personal assistant is the son of an old friend of mine. He is not as impetuous as many young people are nowadays. I admire him very much, and I am very relieved that he stays by Ye Wen's side." He said, his eyes moved behind me.

There was a big stone in my heart when I heard Ye Jiahua say: "Xiaoqian, come on, my son who is not well-known, do you still have eyes for him?"

When I turned around, I saw Ye Wen and a woman standing behind.

Fuck, what kind of woman is worthy of Ye Wen, this girl is simply too punctual, the two of them standing together right now would be a pair of golden boy and jade girl.

Ye Wen didn't look at me, and said softly to the pretty girl next to him: "I'm really sorry, I have something to go back to the company."

Mei Niuer bent her eyes and smiled, "Of course it's work that matters, so please feel wronged uncle and send me home tonight."

Ye Jiahua stood up, glanced at Ye Wen, and just as he was about to speak, Ye Wen pulled me up from the sofa, and said to the two people: "Dad, Xiaoqian, I'm sorry, there is really something urgent, I'm leaving first." He pushed me forward as he spoke.

I didn't want to stay here for a long time, so I strode forward, and when I was halfway down the stairs, I heard Ye Wen's footsteps followed by Ye Jiahua's slightly hoarse voice, "Xiaowen, occasionally I go home to live In two days, your mother will come back from Europe the day after tomorrow."

Ye Wen didn't answer, and after leaving the cafe one after another, he pulled up my sleeve and dragged me all the way to the parking lot.

It was raining heavily at the moment, Ye Wen's hair was drenched, and a few locks stuck to his forehead. He leaned on the car door and looked back at me, "What did my dad tell you?"

I picked up my clothes and wiped the water from my glasses, "I said a lot, which one do you want to hear?"

"All."

I wiped a drop of water from the tip of his nose, "Look at the beauty, you are so stupid, why are you standing in the rain, go in quickly."

"Tell me what he said."

"You treat me as a repeater."

As a result, Ye Wen closed the car door, frowned and said, "I didn't know he would show up today, otherwise he would definitely not bring you here, for sure."

"Okay, let's talk in the car if we have something to say."

Ye Wen's eyelashes were wet from the rain, and several lashes were fused together, "Did he say anything nasty to you?"

After all, they are father and son. Ye Wen really knows his father, but we are not stingy people. I said, "It's nothing, I just asked a few questions about the company."

Ye Wen looked straight at me, "You tell the truth."

"Uh..." I felt a little guilty when he looked at me.

"Sure enough, what did you say?"

"Actually..."

"Let's talk in the car." He said and dragged me directly to the passenger side, opened the car door and stuffed it in, and then got in the car and closed the door himself.

I said, "I told you to come in earlier."

Ye Wen looked at me and said, "He knows I'm gay."

"what?"

The windshield wiper was swinging left and right on the car window, Ye Wen looked tired and leaned on the backrest, looking straight ahead, "He knew I was, and even arranged blind dates for me, I can't remember how many times this is."

He looked a little depressed, but I wasn't very good at comforting people, so I asked practically, "Why did you come out with your family?"

Ye Wen leaned on the backrest and turned his head slightly, his facial contours and facial features were somewhat blurred under the gloomy sky, "There is no need for me to come out, he already knew what kind of person I am, and he pretended not to notice it for the first few years. He doesn’t even pretend. He knows I am, but he doesn’t care, all he asks of me is to find a woman to marry and start a family. As for whether I like men or women, he doesn’t care at all.”

I thought for a while, "That is to say... your father knows your orientation but he doesn't object? Is this not a bad thing?"

"It's not that he doesn't object, he just doesn't care, because for him, as long as the result is that I get married and inherit the family business, he doesn't bother to know what the process is like, what I think, or, in other words, other than who my future wife is In addition, what kind of person I like and who I want to be with, he doesn't bother to know."

I imagined in my mind how my mother would react if she found out that I was gay, but I couldn't think of it at all.

"However... why did your dad find out that you are gay? Couldn't it be that he bumped into you when you brought a man home before?"

Ye Wen closed his eyes for a while, opened them and started the car, "Aren't you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"It's raining, let's go eat hot pot... Hey, you should answer my question first. How did he find out? What was his reaction after he found out? And how did you know he found out? And when you knew he found out Are you very nervous?"

Ye Wen looked out the window and turned around, "You have so many questions, which one do you want to eat? I seldom eat hot pot, so I don't know which one is delicious."

"I love spicy food, Sichuan Ren, have you tried it? By the way, if you don't want to answer, don't answer it. I just want to know how to deal with it if my mother finds out. I want to hear your experience. Spectrum."

Ye Wen smiled, "Probably nothing for your reference, the reason why my dad found out is because he is a double."

These words were horrifying, I squinted my eyes and moved towards Ye Wen, "I am not! Are you kidding me?"

"Who would make a joke about this kind of thing? My dad is a double. He likes women and good-looking men, but his lovers are more men."

Dad's sexual orientation and dad's lover, this seems to be a very serious topic, I pulled a few paper towels to wipe the water from my hair, and I didn't know how to answer the question.

Ye Wen looked at me and smiled, "Just say what you want to say, is the upper beam straight and the lower beam curved? Like father, like son?"

"Can I say, this is really a fucking great gene? Could it be that the proportion of gays in the mixed race is higher? By the way, I thought your mother was a mixed race beauty, but I didn't expect your father to be a mixed race handsome guy. Hey, that's right. What country are you a mixed race from? One-eighth?"

"It's one-eighth, which country do you think I'm a half-blood?"

"English, French and Italian."

"Wrong, it's Russia, my grandma is from the Soviet Union."

"Uh..." I calculated the approximate age of my grandfather's generation, "Didn't the relationship between China and the Soviet Union be tense for a while after the founding of the People's Republic of China? Your grandfather actually married a Soviet wife?"

"Because my father insisted on marrying my mother back then, we had a falling out with the old man, and the relationship is not very harmonious now, so I only know about the things of my grandfather's generation. The tension between China and the Soviet Union came after 1960. Grandpa I got married with my grandma in [-], because the law did not recognize transnational marriages at that time, so they only set up a few tables of wine in their hometown. Grandma was an expert sent here by the Soviet Union, and I have known grandpa for many years. We got together after a lot of hurdles, but then Sino-Soviet relations turned cold, and the experts there withdrew one after another. In order to leave a descendant for my grandpa, my grandma withstood the pressure and left after giving birth to my dad in [-]. Later, the domestic You should also know the situation, grandpa and grandma have never seen each other again."

It's really a tortuous story, "So your grandfather only has your father as a son? He spent the rest of his life with the child alone?"

"No. Later, because of the Cultural Revolution, in order to protect my father, my grandfather married a well-matched woman who had no feelings for me. She passed away long before I was born, leaving behind a daughter for my grandfather."

Chatting with Ye Wen about the family history all the way, it feels like reviewing the modern history of the party and the country. After listening to Ye Wen talk about his grandfather and father, I came to another conclusion. It turns out that Ye Wen is not only a rich second generation, but also a Three generations of officials.

One person has one life. Although I don’t believe in reincarnation and causality, this kid Ye Wen must have accumulated great virtue in his previous life. There is nothing to choose about his appearance, body, family and education. That is his orientation problem. It is estimated that no one else would allow his perfect son to have such a big blemish in his perfect life.

Although I can understand Dad's thoughts, but I definitely can't agree, not to mention anything else, if Ye Wen gets married and has children, won't such a top product that can't be picked fall into the hands of others?This can't be done, Guan Erye can't resell someone else if he opens a sealed product.

The traffic jam on the road was severe, and after finishing the topic of the last two generations, Ye Wen changed the topic back to the beginning, "What did my dad tell you? Tell me, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"I've already said that I'm not a repeater, so don't ask me, it's nothing."

Ye Wen leaned over slightly, "I'm sorry, did he say a lot of nasty things?"

"Ha, you know your father quite well."

Ye Wen's gaze drifted out of the window, and his voice was a little softer, "He not only knows that I'm gay, but also the type I like." He turned his head back to look at me as he spoke, smiling helplessly.

My heart tightened, did I think too much?Why did Ye Wen's words sound like he was saying...he likes me?

When I was excited, I put my hand on Ye Wen's hand regardless of whether I was overthinking it or not, looked at him seriously and asked, "How about trying it out together?"

Ye Wen looked at me, frowned and didn't speak, I didn't care about the mess, and kissed his lips.

After two light touches, just as the tip of my tongue brushed his lower lip, he pushed me away, lowered his head and said: "Don't get me wrong, your appearance is indeed the type I like, but you totally not."

Now that the traffic is cleared, the car behind is honking its horn desperately, Ye Wen stepped on the accelerator, without looking at me, and said in a light voice, "I said I hate you, that's not a joke."