best day

Although Dewey lacks a string in his head, he is not a character who is just waiting to die.

Now things are developing beyond his expectations, and finding a friend to find a way is the best way.

The friends he was looking for were of course Chen Lu and Zhao Ziwei.

There are not many people in the little-known small coffee shop in the afternoon, which is suitable for celebrities to come and go and talk about gossip.

Poor Prince Lu and Miss Ziwei looked at each other for a long time, not knowing what to say.

In the end, Ziwei couldn't bear it anymore, and brought the incident back to the original point: "You two, tell me first, you two are not joking, are you?"

Dewey said with a sad face: "No, what do you mean..."

Zhao Ziwei was angry: "Damn it, you disappeared without a trace after sending the text message. You couldn't make an appointment, but now you suddenly appeared and talked about such a mess. At least give me an acceptance process."

Dewey smiled embarrassingly at her yelling.

When I was with the hooligans at the beginning, I was really carried away with happiness.

It's not kind to ignore a friend.

Chen Lu, who was always drinking coffee and wandering, didn't get entangled in anything, but said firmly, "Let's settle it as soon as possible."

Dewey immediately frowned: "Why, what can I do?"

"I don't know how far you have reached, but please think about this kind of thing carefully? Can your father's job allow this kind of thing to happen in the family? Do you know that it will have a great impact on him? Besides, Zheng Luo It's hard for Lai to be in his house, but he can't get married when he's with you, so many things will be out of the question, and in the end, both sides will suffer, is it worth it?" Chen Lu squinted his blue eyes and looked at Dewey lightly.

Ermeng lacked confidence: "My dad is my dad, I am me, what's wrong with Zheng Luolai, I think he has a very happy life."

Zhao Ziwei raised her eyebrows and covered her face with a big coffee cup, wishing she hadn't attended the appointment at all.

Chen Lu said with a headache: "In short, it is very unrealistic."

"Why is it unrealistic? Why are you like this now? When you and Lin Yilin were in trouble, I was always helping you!" Dewey complained a little unhappy.

Chen Lu didn't believe that Dewey and Zheng Luolai could have much sincerity at all. He was afraid that Dewey would do something stupid impulsively, so his tone was a bit aggressive: "Is it the same thing? Can you figure out the situation?"

Zhao Ziwei was afraid that the two would quarrel again, so she quickly reached out her hand to persuade them to stop: "Okay, okay, the key to the problem now is to calm your brother down and not tell your parents, right?"

In line with the mentality that the family scandal should not be publicized, Dewey did not mention his brother's strange attitude towards him, but just nodded.

Zhao Ziwei stroked her chin and pondered: "It is reasonable to say that your brother's mentality is ultimately for your own good, and you can't do it head-on, so let's just play tricks to get his sympathy, lest he really attack Zheng Luolai."

Dewey didn't take it seriously at all: "Then what can I do, he is a small chief..."

There are three black lines on Zhao Ziwei's head: "It is reasonable to say that your family has three generations of officials and is deeply rooted in Beijing. How did you end up with someone like you?"

"I..." It was difficult for Dewey to answer this question, so he could only emphasize: "My brother is a good person and would not do anything illegal."

Zhao Ziwei finally fell into the state of not knowing what to say, and held Chen Lu's arm in tears: "Send him away quickly, my God."

Chen Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only say, "Well, I'll go to Zheng Luolai at night, don't confront your brother when you get home, and pretend to be pitiful first."

Dewey originally thought that the two of them would give up their idea of ​​elopement, but now he felt powerless to say nothing, so he nodded perfunctorily.

-

"What can we do, let's calm down for a while before we talk."

Sure enough, when he hurried to Zheng Luolai's house, his attitude was so casual and casual.

Chen Lu couldn't get angry with Dewey, but he was very dissatisfied with him: "Why did you not listen to my persuasion so many times, did it really happen like this? Why bother?"

Zheng Luolai stood in front of the cabinet and poured two glasses of wine, turned around and smiled: "Why do you have to listen to what you say?"

Chen Lu looked at him quietly, and said after a while, "I won't comment on how you play, but you can't play with my friends."

"This kind of thing is what you want, and I didn't force him..." Zheng Luolai said nonchalantly, before he finished speaking, Chen Lu punched him hard in the face.

There was no sound in the house for a long time.

Zheng Luolai didn't fight back, nor did he get angry, he looked at Chen Lumeiruo's angelic face with a strange look, and gradually smiled again.

From the bottom of his heart, Chen Lu didn't want to care about this matter.

Dewey was completely out of his mind, and Zheng Luolai was also eccentric and not telling the truth.

What can others do?

"Go back to the United States, I beg you, it's much better to break it now than to break it later." Chen Lu whispered.

Zheng Luolai smiled and said nothing.

Chen Lu frowned: "Actually, you know better than anyone else that this is impossible, so why bother?"

"Sleep with me once, I'll go back to New York tomorrow morning, how about it?" Zheng Luolai raised his head and took a sip of his wine.

Chen Lu was slightly taken aback.

Zheng Luolai looked into his eyes: "It's easy for you, right?"

Chen Lu asked: "Don't tell me that you made Dewey like this only because of your selfish resentment."

Zheng Luolai shrugged, noncommittal.

"Okay, whoever gets on and off, you can do it as many times as you want." Chen Lu suddenly smiled, and pulled his belt away.

"Get out, get out." Zheng Luolai threw the empty glass in his hand, and turned around wearily.

As if he knew that he would be like this, Chen Lu straightened his expression again: "If you still have a little bit of interest in Dewey, don't hurt him anymore, don't bring trouble to his family, unless...you are serious about him of."

After speaking, His Royal Highness straightened his clothes, opened the door without hesitation and disappeared.

Zheng Luolai was distracted and leaned against the side of the cabinet thinking: Seriously, what does it mean to be serious?

Whom am I attached to, who am I unable to let go of, why should I ask for trouble?

It would be great if Dewey was by my side, and I wouldn't have so much trouble in my heart if I could see that guy giggling.

Don't worry about being squeezed out in the business field, don't worry about friends' rebellion, and don't feel sorry for yourself because you are always alone.

Dewey, Dewey, it would be great if you were a child of ordinary people.

Then I can simply be a villain and trick you into leaving with me no matter what.

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The bedroom was quiet and quiet, as if it had changed owners.

Du Yi came in with the noodles cooked by his mother, looked at De Wei who was lying on the table reading a book and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Dewey raised his head and said listlessly, "I ate."

"What's the use of eating two bites." Du Yi put the noodles on the table, his heart was pained but calm: "Don't be self-willed, you can't change anything if you lose your temper like this."

Dewey snorted, "Don't try to persuade me, just tell your parents that we're dead."

Du Yi didn't say a word.

Dewey said very unhappy: "Actually, I also want to ask in front of my parents, what do you mean by kissing me?"

Du Yi still didn't speak.

Ermeng leaned back on the book again and whispered: "Brother, you know that I am not close to Dad. If there is anything wrong, the first man I think of is you. What is wrong with you? Can you stop me from being close to my family?" Is it so disillusioned?"

Du Yi said lightly: "I was so drunk that day, I will never do it again."

Dewey closed the book and snorted, "I won't hurt you because of Zheng Luolai, nor will I give up on him because of my family, anyway, no matter what happens to him, I'll bear it with him, what's the big deal, right? "

After speaking, Ermeng climbed onto the bed and said, "I don't eat noodles, I'm going to sleep, good night."

Treating his dearest relatives coldly, the kind-hearted Dewey certainly felt uncomfortable, but...

He couldn't accept that his brother bullied the person he liked.

There is no way to accept that my brother has strange feelings for him.

There is really no way.