Adoption relationship

At noon the next day, Zhang Jian'an went from the store to the place Qingqing had made an appointment with.Sure enough, Han Xiyue and Meng Da were both there, it seemed that it was just another routine dinner for the four of them.

Han Xiyue and Meng Da were talking softly, while Qingqing looked at her watch from time to time, looked around, and muttered something in her mouth. After seeing Zhang Jian'an's figure, she took two steps forward and complained: "Brother Zhang, we I've been waiting for you for almost 10 minutes, why did you come here?"

"I'm not late!" Zhang Jian'an checked the time on his phone and couldn't help but argue.

"Don't listen to Qingqing's nonsense, Jian'an, you didn't come late, she was the one who made us come early." Han Xiyue smiled from the side.

"I said so!" Zhang Jian'an raised his phone with such an expression, and said, "There is no problem with my time, and I came here 10 minutes earlier."

"Hehe, Brother Zhang, don't bother with her, let's go in." Meng Da came up with a smile and took Zhang Jianan's shoulders to a Chinese restaurant nearby.

"Who are you ignoring?" Qingqing stepped forward and pinched the soft flesh on Meng Da's waist, turned half a circle, and asked while staring at him.

"Oh, don't, let go, the street looks so bad." Meng Da was startled by the sudden attack, and then begged with a lowered eyebrow.

Zhang Jian'an looked at Qingqing and Qingqing flirting with each other and smiled playfully, then turned to Han Xiyue and said, "I just had dinner last week, why is that today?"

It has been seven or eight months since Huashan came back. Zhang Jianan didn't have many friends at first, and they kept in touch with each other from time to time. Now they can be regarded as friends, but no matter if they are friends, or they are in the same city. It is rare for four people to get together by phone or text message.

"It's nothing, just the three of us are free." Han Xiyue said with a slight smile.

At this time, Qingqing, who was walking in front, heard it, turned around and said to Zhang Jianan: "Brother Zhang, it's not that we are all free today, but we have scheduled the time half a month in advance, because today is my senior sister's birthday." After finishing speaking, he seemed afraid that Zhang Jianan would not take it seriously, so he emphasized again: "Today is my sister's 27th birthday!"

"Ah... Xiyue, is it your birthday?" Zhang Jianan asked in surprise.

"Well, I didn't tell you in advance." Han Xiyue nodded with a smile, and then sighed softly: "Today is another year older..."

"Hehe, you are not old, Xiyue, you are the most beautiful age for girls!" Zhang Jianan complimented, and suddenly remembered that he was empty-handed.Scratching his head, he said, "I didn't prepare anything for you..." After a pause, he thought for a while and said, "Well, I've invited you for today's meal, so don't argue with me."

"That's not okay. I invite you to dinner today, but you can't invite me to this meal." Han Xiyue immediately shook her head and refused.

Hearing this, Qingqing quickly pulled Han Xiyue and said with a grin: "Senior sister, brother Zhang is the boss, so why would he care about such a small amount of money? If he wants to invite you, you can let him invite him!"

After Zhang Jian'an's bookstore opened, the three of them also visited several times.

Hearing Qingqing's words at this moment, Zhang Jianan shook his head and smiled wryly. At the beginning, he only wanted to have something to do when he opened the bookstore. Seeing Qingqing's tone... It seems that a person who is a boss should have a lot of money, and then he deserves to be taken advantage of by others?

Han Xiyue gave Qingqing a secret look, and was about to say something when Meng Da said, "Sister Han, I won't help you today. It's rare for Brother Zhang to invite you back. We shouldn't dampen Brother Zhang's enthusiasm." He finished looking at Zhang Jianan who was behind.With a narrow smile, he said, "Or... Sister Han is saving money for Brother Zhang?"

Meng Da's words aroused Han Xiyue's angry eyes, but Qingqing blinked at Zhang Jian'an, then covered her mouth with a smile and pulled Meng Da a few steps into the nearby restaurant, while Han Xiyue looked at the two of them with a rare look. He jumped up, then looked back at Zhang Jian'an who had an inexplicable expression on his blushing face, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "These two people always talk nonsense like this, don't worry about it."

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Zhang Jian'an raised his eyebrows, he half-understood the conversation and attitude between the three of them just now, as well as the seemingly joking words.

Zhang Jian'an, who has been a man for two lifetimes, is not a sensitive person, but he is definitely not a slow person.He clearly sensed that Qingqing and Meng Da were trying to connect him with Han Xiyue, but Zhang Jianan always thought he was sensitive and didn't let himself think about it.

Because, Zhang Jianan has always regarded Qingqing as a little girl in his heart, and Han Xiyue, who is only two years older than Qingqing, is still just a girl in his heart, a little girl, compared to the combined mental age of Zhang Jianan's two generations Speaking of Han Xiyue, it was quite normal to see Han Xiyue in this way.

In addition, except for the little savings in the bank, Zhang Jianan sees himself as the kind of ordinary man who can't be found in a sea of ​​people, and Han Xiyue is a pretty white-collar worker with a successful career, Zhang Jianan has never I thought that at my age, I would be favored by outstanding women.

Because of the above two points, in Zhang Jianan's heart, he never associated himself with Han Xiyue, let alone the relationship between men and women, and Qingqing often treated those words as a naughty little girl.

In the past few months, the gatherings have always been four people together.There were only two or three times when Zhang Jian'an and Han Xiyue were alone, but after they met they chatted as usual.Therefore, in Zhang Jianan's heart, Han Xiyue, Meng Da, and Qingqing are just his "little friends".

But... today Meng Da actually came up to make fun of him, and Han Xiyue's expression reminded Zhang Jian'an of something, but at this moment he just smiled and said: "It's okay, let's go in too! To save them from waiting .”

Han Xiyue reserved a private room at this restaurant one day in advance. After the food was served, Zhang Jian'an used the excuse of washing his hands to get out of the private room in the middle of the meal, and went to pay the bill in advance.

After dinner, it was too early, the three of Han Xiyue didn't go to work, and Zhang Jian'an, the hands-off shopkeeper, didn't have to go back to the shop. How to pass the time in the afternoon became a problem. many.

The most common way for adults to get together and have nothing to do now seems to be playing cards, but Han Xiyue knew that Zhang Jianan was not interested in cards, so she denied it. Finally, Qingqing proposed to go to K hall to sing in the afternoon, which was unanimously agreed by the four of them.

It was the first time that Zhang Jianan entered Hall K with others during the daytime, and Zhang Jianan felt a little strange.At the same time, I feel that I am really old and out of date... In other words, let alone daytime, his two lifetimes combined, the experience of entering the K hall can be counted with one slap.

I asked for a box, and Zhang Jianan sat in it purely as an audience. Qingqing sang love songs with Meng Da, and Han Xiyue occasionally sang a song or two. Most of the time, she sat next to Zhang Jianan, because the speakers in the box were too loud. Both of them had to speak close to each other's ears.So the two of them seldom talked, and more often they sat quietly, and then smiled at each other when they heard Qingqing singing out of tune.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Qingqing with a hoarse voice sang enough, and she took Meng Da out of the stage contentedly, and said with a smile that they were going to live a two-person world, and then told Zhang Jianan to hand over Han Xiyue to him, and let Zhang Jianan accompany Han Xiyue. Xiyue ordered Zhang Jian'an to make her senior sister's birthday happy.

Zhang Jian'an didn't know what Qingqing was thinking, but seeing that Han Xiyue didn't object, he was not a man to be hypocritical, so he agreed.

Qingqing and Meng Da left, Zhang Jianan and Han Xiyue also came out of Hall K, breathing the fresh air outside, Zhang Jianan remembered something, he thought it was just a meal when he came out today, two... I went back to the store, but I didn't expect it to be Han Xiyue's birthday, let alone... In this situation, it seems that I have to accompany Han Xiyue to dinner, and maybe even send the beauty home when Han Xiyue has had enough fun .

Xiang Weiding now picks him up at the store at five o'clock every day, and today he will definitely not be able to return to the store, so Zhang Jianan came out of Hall K and took his mobile phone to call Xiang Weiding.

"Weiding, don't come to pick me up from the store today, I'll go home after dinner," Zhang Jian'an said.

"What? You're not in the store now?" Xiang Weiding frowned unexpectedly when he received the call.

Zhang Jianan looked at Han Xiyue who was waiting for him, and explained: "Today is my friend's birthday, so I can't go home to have dinner with you."

"Friend's birthday?"

Xiang Weiding knew Han Xiyue, but in Zhang Jianan's vague introduction, Han Xiyue was Qingqing's senior sister, and Qingqing was the one who would call Zhang Jianan every time, and Qingqing was the one Zhang Jianan mentioned the most, so he asked Wei Ding never paid attention to Han Xiyue.

This time when Zhang Jianan answered Qingqing's call, the two of them were still a little unhappy, but Xiang Weiding knew that Zhang Jianan was Qingqing's appointment, so he took it for granted that it was Qingqing's birthday, so he didn't ask any questions right away, suppressing his unhappiness.Said: "Then you go home early."

"Well, I will try to come back as soon as possible." Zhang Jian'an promised with a smile, and before hanging up the phone, he said, "Remember to eat well by yourself."

Such an ordinary exhortation warmed the heart, the original unhappiness disappeared, Xiang Weiding raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "Understood, I will wait for you to come back."

After Zhang Jian'an hung up the phone, Han Xiyue approached, walked forward side by side with Zhang Jian'an, and said in a teasing tone, "Why, is it being checked by someone, or who do you want to report your whereabouts to?"

After talking on the phone with Xiang Weiding, Zhang Jian'an, who was relaxed, didn't care about Han Xiyue's intentions and possible temptations, and said softly: "That's my son, I told him that he would go home later at night, Let him be alone at home and remember to eat."

"Uh..." Han Xiyue paused. She had always known that Zhang Jianan had two children, but she had never seen them in a few months and rarely talked about them. Today, she forgot that one of Zhang Jianan's family was in school. A child of eight or nine years old.

"Jian'an, can't your son be alone at home? How about I accompany you to pick him up for dinner?" Han Xiyue thought that if something happened to her child at home, she would delay Zhang Jianan's return home. People are not good at talking.