Little slag run

Chen Feng stood in the middle of the office with a sullen face, and Tang Xiao was silent with him, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

After a while, Chen Feng finally spoke first: "Go out, you have nothing to do here."

Tang Xiao looked at Chen Feng's uneasy expression and felt uneasy. He hurriedly explained to Chen Feng: "Mr. Chen, I just want to follow up on Di Shao's matter in private. If necessary, I will ask you again. Report, I didn't expect Shao Di to find out..."

Chen Feng waved his hands and turned his back: "I know your style of handling things, I don't blame you this time, you go down first, I want to be alone."

Seeing Chen Feng's indifferent attitude, Tang Xiao couldn't tell whether he really didn't mind, so he obediently withdrew.

Outside the door, Xia Xue was waiting anxiously with big watery eyes. Seeing Tang Xiao come out, she hurriedly approached and asked, "Brother Tang Xiao, what's the matter? I just saw Di Shao's appearance..."

Tang Xiao grabbed Xia Xue's shoulders, took him away, and whispered in his ear: "Di Shao and Mr. Chen had a quarrel, Mr. Chen is angry, don't bother him yet."

Xia Xue was startled, nodded hastily, and felt uneasy, and asked again: "...Is Mr. Chen sad now?"

Tang Xiao was also upset at the moment. He always felt that Chen Feng would be psychologically alienated from him when this matter happened, so he was not in the mood to deal with Xia Xue, so he said perfunctorily: "If you are worried about Mr. Chen, just wait and see. gone."

Xia Xue blinked her big eyes, and suddenly blushed.

Tang Xiao knew Xia Xue's thoughts, so she patted Xia Xue's head encouragingly: "Come on."

He still has more important things to do now, he must restore his position in Chen Feng's mind.

Tang Xiao left Huanyu Tianyang's headquarters without stopping.

This time, it's just that he was not lucky enough. Before the evidence of Di Que's romanticism was caught, he was discovered by the person concerned.

Now that Chen Feng and Di Que were in a stalemate, it was caused by him. He either took the initiative to save the relationship between the two, or added fuel to the fire, so that the relationship between the two could be broken more thoroughly.

Of course Tang Xiao knew which answer he wanted, but he still needed more luck and patience.

Di Que had vented his anger just now, and he was already exhausted physically and mentally.

It doesn't matter who instigated him to follow up and investigate him in private. The important thing is that when he impulsively broke up, Chen Feng not only didn't make any effort to redeem, but readily agreed.

So his relationship with Chen Feng was only mediocre in the final analysis, and it was really not worth it for him to be sad about it.

Di Que rubbed his face, trying to pull himself together.

After hesitating for a long time, he took out his cell phone and called Shang Shiyao.

"A Yao... I'm homeless and need shelter."

"Huh?" Shang Shiyao let out a ghostly roar, almost deafening Di Que's ears.

He picked his ears, and continued to say to the poor monk Shiyao: "I had a fight with Chen Feng, and I'm going to stay at your house tonight."

"Why the hell did Chen Feng bully you?" When Shang Shiyao opened the door, he grabbed Di Que by the collar like a chicken and dragged him into the room.

Di Que stumbled and was led by Shang Shiyao all the way, and finally pressed down on the sofa.

"I'm a victim, okay? Can you be gentle with me! I need comfort now!" Di Que protested.

"Hmph, I think you are calling yourself self-inflicted. I said earlier that Chen Feng is not a good person." Shang Shiyao laughed at Di Que without conscience.

"..." Di Que gave Shang Shiyao a blank look, and suddenly had no words to refute.

In fact, Chen Feng treated him very well, but...

The dispute scene in Di Que's memory was crumpled, and he couldn't remember where the ultimate breaking point of today's war was.

"Actually, this matter..." Di Que couldn't hide something in his heart, and immediately told Shang Shiyao the whole story, of course, from his own point of view.

After listening patiently, Shang Shiyao immediately slapped the table and became angry.

"You got caught investigating you, but he is still reasonable? I must deal with him well today!"

Shang Shiyao rolled up his sleeves and was about to run away, Di Que hurriedly jumped on him to prevent Shang Shiyao from having another violent incident.

"Don't get excited, maybe I just misunderstood Chen Feng, I want you to analyze it for me..."

"Analyzed fart! Do you believe that kind of lame explanation? I don't believe that his subordinates dare to investigate you privately without his signal."

Di Que let go of Shang Shiyao, his eyes flickered twice: "Really? Actually, I also think that Tang Xiao can't get along with me for no reason. Could it be that you mean that the two of them specially acted for me? Is it necessary? "

"What happened to the boss, isn't it the younger brother who is here to resist?" Shang Shiyao was indignant: "I think it's best for you to break up with Chen Feng quickly. You are so stupid that it makes people feel distressed, and now you finally wake up?"

Shang Shiyao pointed at Di Que's forehead and scolded him, Di Que impatiently slapped Shang Shiyao's dishonest hand, and gave him a hard look.

"I'm here to let you comfort me, not to bully me. Do you have any loyalty?"

Shang Shiyao curled his lips, took out a bunch of bottles and cans from the refrigerator and threw them on the tea table, and said boldly: "Am I someone who can comfort others? Come over today, we both have a good drink. Tomorrow you will I don’t remember who Chen Feng is.”

Di Que looked up at him, stretched out his hand to open a can of beer and poured it down in one gulp, squeezed the empty can with one hand as if venting, and threw it far away, hitting the wall crisply.

Shang Shiyao smiled, sat down on the ground, opened a can of wine, and sighed: "Xiaofan went out to shoot the MV, no one cares about me tonight, we can just make trouble."

"Your wife is strict."

"This is called respect, you know what a fart!"

After drinking for three rounds, both of them were half drunk, their eyes were blindfolded, their faces were red and their necks were thick.

Usually, Di Que would riot if he drank too much, but today he was exceptionally quiet, holding an empty soda can in his hand, and his eyes were empty.

"Hey, you said... Is this the end of Chen Feng and I? He hasn't even called me so far, so can't he beg me once..." Di Que pursed his lips, his brows frowning slightly. Very poor.

Di Que was half-depressed, his mind was full of the shadow of Chen Feng, obviously there was nothing particularly eye-catching, but he just couldn't forget it.

Under the influence of alcohol, Di Que's whole body softened, and even the last layer of protective shell that pretended to be indifferent fell off, and his face was full of lovesickness and melancholy.

Shang Shiyao was a little more sober than Di Que, and when he saw Di Que in pain, his heart skipped a beat.

He leaned forward, held Di Que's face with both hands, let him look into his eyes, and asked gently: "Di Que, let me ask you, are you really in love with Chen Feng?"

Di Que's eyes widened suddenly, his whole body was shocked like an electric shock, he hurriedly waved Shang Shiyao's hand away, and shouted: "I didn't! He and I were just playing around from the beginning to the end. Just pester me."

He remembered his original intention, he did not care about Chen Feng, and his hypocritical tenderness and consideration.

It was Chen Feng who made him feel so uncomfortable, as if his heart was about to stop, he was about to suffocate.

Why didn't Chen Feng come to hug him...

Di Que was already drunk, he had no memory of what he said or did.

Vaguely, he was hugged into a warm and firm embrace, surrounded by a familiar atmosphere, a scent that could relax him, he breathed a little, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

"Little fool, ask for trouble."

Shang Shiyao let out a low sigh, seeing the mess in the room and couldn't clean it up, picked up Di Que and threw him into the bedroom.

Xia Xue sat and waited outside Chen Feng's office all night. It was almost midnight, but Chen Feng still didn't move.

What can he do in the office for so long?

Xia Xue couldn't help thinking wildly, worrying that Chen Feng would lose control of his emotions, so she mustered up her courage for a long time, and went forward to push open the door of the office.

The room was pitch black, and Xia Xue, through the light from the crack of the door, vaguely saw a figure standing upright in front of the large French windows.

Chen Feng was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see the expression on his face with the light behind his back. Xia Xue felt inexplicable palpitations. He felt that such a Chen Feng was both mysterious and awe-inspiring. It's so charming that you can't move your eyes away.

Chen Feng stood in front of the window for an unknown amount of time. He felt light coming in from behind him, so he turned around and found Xia Xue was hiding by the door, staring at him blankly with a small head exposed.

"Why haven't you gone back yet?" Chen Feng was so out of mood at the moment that he couldn't even make his usual official smile.

Because Chen Feng always smiles, he looks too serious and oppressive when he is not smiling.

Xia Xue immediately felt that she had done something wrong, and she lowered her eyes and dared not look at Chen Feng.

"I, I'm just a little worried about you..." Xia Xue said aggrievedly.

He knew that his behavior was probably completely nosy and self-indulgent in Chen Feng's eyes, but under the heavy pressure of Chen Feng, he didn't have the energy to make up other excuses to stay by Chen Feng's side.

Chen Feng was startled, then sighed lightly.

He walked over slowly, picked up the coat on the hanger and put it on his hand, walked to Xia Xue and said, "Let's go, it's late, I'll take you home."

Xia Xue immediately nodded flattered, and followed Chen Feng step by step.

It was the first time Xia Xue sat in Chen Feng's car, and couldn't help being faintly excited.

He couldn't help taking a peek at Chen Feng's side face concentrating on driving, always thinking that it was the most mature and handsome face in his mind.

Chen Feng was silent all the way. Although Chen Feng couldn't tell from his expression whether he was sad or happy, Xia Xue could faintly feel the aura of rain coming deep in Chen Feng's heart.

He didn't dare to provoke Chen Feng at this time, but Xia Xue didn't want to waste the time they had spent alone.

Perhaps, this is the last chance for him to talk to Chen Feng in such a quiet manner.

Perhaps, Chen Feng just needed to talk to someone at this moment.

Xia Xue kept encouraging herself in her heart, and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Mr. Chen, are you and Young Master Di having trouble?"

Chen Feng glanced at Xia Xue, but said nothing.

After Xia Xue was shut down, her mood became extremely depressed.

Chen Feng must think that he is meddling in his own business, Chen Feng must hate him, it's over.

He had a sad face and closed his mouth, like a child who did something wrong.

"I broke up with him." Chen Feng said in a low voice at this moment, with a helpless sigh.

"Or it should be said that he dumped me." Chen Feng mocked lightly, with an imperceptible hoarseness in his voice.

Xia Xue raised her head in shock, and exclaimed, "How is it possible? Mr. Chen, you are so kind to Young Master Di."

Xia Xue knew that it was immoral to base her own happiness on the pain of others, but he still couldn't restrain the endless joy in his heart.

Chen Feng resumed his single life, does it prove that he has more chances by his side?

Sure enough, Tang Xiao was right, Chen Feng's relationship lasted less than three months and was about to end.

"It's not enough to just be nice to one person. There are too many problems between us, and our relationship can't stand a little test. You will understand when you get older." Chen Feng tried his best to express plainly, but he still couldn't hide his disappointment Mood.

Xia Xue was stunned, he really didn't understand the meaning of Chen Feng's words.

Why is it not enough to be nice to someone?

Chen Feng treated him very well, so he sank his heart into it without hesitation. In his opinion, that was enough.

What is the feeling that can stand the test?

Love is love, and if you fail the exam, aren't you allowed to love?

I love you, no matter what happens, I will never leave you. Is this considered love that can stand the test?

If it counts, can you accept me...

Xia Xue's nervous hands and feet were cold, and she couldn't make up her mind to confess her love after several rounds of words in her throat. After a while, she was sweating profusely.

"Mr. Chen..." Xia Xue felt that she was floating in the air, but at this moment, Chen Feng stopped the car and said to him, "Here we are."