On the wedding day, he was taken away by his scumbag ex

Standing under the lamp, Shu Yicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, flicked his fingers back and forth nervously, every cell in his body clamored for disgust.

Then he said, "I don't eat spicy food."

The boss welcomes you warmly.

At this time, customers gathered, and the two were arranged to a corner.

Shu Yicheng forced himself to ignore the greasy wall beside him and the thick smoke billowing diagonally across, and ordered without looking sideways: "I'm hungry."

Huo Qing slowly scanned the QR code to order.

Shu Yicheng said again: "Have you been here before?"

"Occasionally."

Shu Yicheng showed a mocking expression: "Isn't it the first time?"

Huo Qing chose the last dish, clicked submit, and looked up: "No." Although he did it on purpose.

The two sat facing each other, each with their own thoughts and nothing to say, and they were no more warm than strangers.

Huo Qing was too lazy to deal with him, and when a friend sent a message, he lowered his head and concentrated on chatting.

After a while, the pre-baked dishes were served.

Huo Qing put away his phone, picked up a bunch of mutton, saw no movement on the other side, and kindly asked, "Why don't you eat it? Don't you like it?"

After a short pause, his eyes glanced at the red plate of dishes, and he suddenly realized, "Sorry, I forgot to note that it is not spicy."

Because the note is "spicy".

There are more and more customers, and the store is crowded.

In this kind of shop, taste is the only criterion, and most of the other rules are described as empty.

Those who smoke, laugh loudly, play short videos, and even video chat with people. The small barbecue restaurant is like a noisy market.

Huo Qing tasted the meat skewers slowly.

He himself doesn't like this kind of environment, but as long as he can get comfortable with Shu Yicheng, he doesn't mind staying longer, not to mention the spicy and delicious barbecue.

After eating a bunch, he showed Shu Yicheng a knowing expression: "It's really spicy, it's a pity."

The words are so, but the eyes are happy, and after finishing speaking, he picks up another string.

During the whole process, Shu Yicheng never said a word, just kept staring at Huo Qing, turning a deaf ear to the obvious provocation.

One concentrates on eating, one concentrates on watching.

One seat, two handsome guys, strange behavior, weird aura.

People naturally know how to appreciate beautiful things, and cast their eyes on them enthusiastically. The ubiquitous mobile phones are quietly facing each other. They plan to participate in the discussion of "Which handsome guys have you seen in real life" on Weibo or post on the video platform, eager to trigger more people? discuss.

Huo Qing and Shu Yicheng, who were focused on their own world, didn't know it at all, or in other words, they didn't care at all.

Shu Yicheng finally stopped when a certain onlooker posted in the WeChat group [Fuck, the curly-haired one ate a lot, so fast, so much chili, is there really no problem?] and N "?". .

Under the light, his mouth was as red as if it was about to bleed, and his forehead and nose were covered with fine beads of sweat. He didn't know whether it was spicy or hot. He drank half a bottle of iced milk in one gulp, his expression unchanged: "It's over."

Huo Qing was speechless.

His memories of Shu Yicheng are fragmented, among which Shu Yicheng was forced to eat spicy food and entered the hospital, and he even stayed with him at night.

Looking back now, that was probably just a part of Shu Yicheng's plan.

Deja vu, exactly the same.

Every pore of this person's body is the eyes of his heart, exuding the cunning and treachery that invites you into the urn.

The difference is that he doesn't soften his heart anymore - he just feels he deserves it.

The slight pride in his heart turned into boredom, Huo Qing settled the bill, and left without looking back.

Shu Yicheng did not follow.

It was not until the evening of the next day that Shu Yicheng appeared again.

He sat in the living room as usual, and said to Huo Qing who came in to change his shoes, "I'm going to the hospital."

Huo Qing came over and looked at him carefully. This man's face was always pale, and nothing could be seen: "I thought you figured it out."

Shu Yicheng: "Acute gastroenteritis."

Huo Qing: "I wanted to send your things away."

Shu Yicheng: "Are you satisfied with your means?"

Huo Qing: "But I don't know your address."

Shu Yicheng: "You know I have a bad stomach."

The communication between bull's head and horse's mouth is like two fools talking to themselves.

Huo Qing carefully dug through the chaotic memory, but there was no information about Shu Yicheng's stomach.

But: "What you did to me is nothing compared to what you did to me."

"Oh." Shu Yicheng looked at him darkly, "I've never seen someone who is more capable of beating back than you."

"It's not bad to let you see it for a while." Huo Qing was too lazy to talk to him quickly, so he left him and went back to his room to change clothes.

A moment later, the doorbell rang.

Shu Yicheng was surprised.

He lives here, Huo Qing actually invites someone over.

Driven by curiosity, he took the initiative to get up and open the door.

It was a strange aunt who came in.

Huo Qing changed his clothes and came over.

"This is your room, let me know if you have any questions."

"Thank you Mr. Huo."

Shu Yicheng leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and watched Huo Qing introduce his house with cold eyes, with a kind and humorous attitude, completely different from the appearance he had faced with him a few minutes ago.

Really able to pretend.

The two inspected in front of them, Huo Qing: "His surname is Shu."

Shu Yicheng looked at Huo Qing coldly.

Those who can work in this kind of family have undergone strict training, and they are naturally decent in dealing with it. Besides, she has been in this business for many years, and most of the clients she has served are either rich or expensive, and there are so many strange people. .

She smiled at Shu Yicheng, "Mr. Shu, my name is Zhang."

Shu Yicheng glanced at her and nodded.

Huo Qing: "There is nothing to do today, Aunt Zhang should go to bed early."

After watching the person enter the room, Shu Yicheng immediately asked, "Who is she?"

"Housekeeping." Huo Qing pointed to the room to signal, "Cleaning, cooking, I'm tired of eating outside - is there a problem?"

no problem.

Huo Qing lives alone, although he is not busy, but given his financial conditions, there is absolutely no need to do all this by himself.

But for some reason, Shu Yicheng was very upset, and before he had time to think deeply, he blurted out: "You never let others live here."

Both of them froze.

Shu Yicheng thought, why did he have such an idea?As if it was born with it, it just jumped out of consciousness without thinking, and jumped on the tip of the tongue.

Huo Qing thought, has he ever told Shu Yicheng about this?The memory is blank, without a trace.

Hanging his eyes in doubt for a moment, he raised his eyes, looked at the other party in a strange way, his eyes touched lightly in the air, and then quickly collapsed.

Huo Qing: "I don't care how many more."

If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't want to stare at Shu Yicheng, and was often locked on by ghostly eyes, he wouldn't like other people in the room.

It's only one year, and when the contract expires, everything will return to normal.

Just like that, there was another person in Huo Qing's house.

Aunt Zhang was quick to do things, and kept everything in the house in good order. She had three meals a day, and she got along very well with Huo Qing.

After a few days, the other person in the room seemed out of place.

Aunt Zhang was trembling at first, especially when she found out that the relationship between the "two clients" was not good. There was nothing wrong with it, and my heart gradually stabilized.

One day, when she went home from shopping, Shu Yicheng was walking from the living room to her room. When she reached the door, she turned to look at the French windows.

Huo Qing stood in front of the large French window drinking tea, looking at Shu Yicheng in a relaxed manner.

"Boom".

The bedroom door was closed, and Huo Qing drank tea slowly.

Aunt Zhang was a little worried and asked, "Is Mr. Shu okay?"

"He doesn't like drinking black tea." Huo Qing shook the teacup to his aunt, "It's okay."

"I'll prepare what Mr. Shu wants to drink."

Huo Qing smiled and shook his head: "Never mind."

If Auntie Zhang knew that Shu Yicheng had just ordered him to fire her and not allow others to come, she wondered if she would add two spoonfuls of salt to his lunch.

His purpose of inviting people over has not been fully achieved, how can he give up?

Shu Yicheng pressured him with the contract, so he naturally had ways to counter it.

After all, he is not afraid of Shu Yicheng at all, if it wasn't for his friends, he would have kicked him out of the galaxy long ago.

And he believes that no matter what Shu Yicheng's ultimate goal is, he will not fall short for such a trivial matter.

The relationship between him and Shu Yicheng is actually a gambling process.

Shu Yicheng's weapon is that inexplicable contract, which is a nirvana, but at the same time, it is also the biggest shackle. Once used, both sides will suffer, and Shu Yicheng will not take it out easily.

And before the final stage comes, he can have countless small attack methods, which are not fatal, but cause injuries. As long as the speed is well grasped, he can not only hit Shu Yicheng, but also stabilize him from going crazy.

To Huo Qing's surprise, Aunt Zhang offered to resign three days later.

She said: "My daughter-in-law gave birth to a second child, and there is no one to take care of the child. It is inconvenient for them to go to work. Let me go."

Huo Qing was very surprised by this, but he didn't ask any more questions. He called the housekeeping company and told the housekeeping company that the aunt resigned because of his own reasons. He made sure that the company would not deduct money from the aunt. building.

Aunt Zhang thanked her repeatedly with tears in her eyes, reluctant to part.

Huo Qing sighed, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to find another suitable person to come over.

Shu Yicheng leaned on the sofa and watched a movie, and said, "Don't look for anyone."

Seeing that Huo Qing ignored it, he turned the sound of the TV to mute, and said meaningfully, "I heard that Huatian Group has been coveting the area of ​​Fenghuang Street for a long time, and has always wanted to take it down."

Huo Qing suddenly stopped.

Fenghuang Street is located in the west of the city, which is an emerging development area in N City. At the beginning, my friend invested in a resort hotel because of the potential of that location. In recent years, various policies have been implemented, and the meat has become more and more fat. Naturally, there are endless ones. Among them, Huatian Group is the most powerful, almost to the point of being the only one.

A friend mentioned to him a few days ago that Huatian sent someone to contact him and proposed to take the hotel over.

But the friend said: "The offer is too low, and I don't want to sell."

Sometimes people's ambitions for their careers are not just about money.

Huo Qing understood and supported it.

Shu Yicheng also understands and supports it.

But they are two completely different people.