After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

Zhou Cheng's knuckles holding the phone tightened suddenly after hearing this sentence.

The expression on his face sank.

Although he knew that this moment would come sooner or later, but for some reason, he didn't feel any joy in his heart, and even had some... resistance to it.

After a while, after several back-and-forth thought struggles, he took a deep breath and spoke again, "... what time?"

He Minnan laughed lowly on the other end, and said in a slow tone, "Why, can't bear it? If you regret it now, there is still time to send the things back. Judging from my second uncle's indulgence to you, he should I won’t do anything to you... At worst, you promise him that you will always be his canary, just don’t leave, so he shouldn’t have any reason to threaten your father again, right?”

How could Zhou Cheng fail to hear the irony in his words.

His voice was slightly cold, "You don't need to use these to provoke me, I am very sober, and I have not forgotten our original agreement. You will send me your mobile phone later when you have dinner, and I will pack up and go there, that's it."

"/rfj/t^f-" After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he was about to cut off the call, but he didn't want to hear a man's voice from the other end. He frowned, and had no choice but to hang the phone back to his ear.

"Is Jiang Fan here?"

Zhou Cheng was a little surprised. He glanced at Jiang Fan who was taking clothes from the closet to take a bath, and something flashed in the bottom of his eyes, "He's here, what's wrong?"

He Minnan said calmly, "Let him come together. After all, without him, I don't think you would have made a decision so quickly. He has done me a big favor. Of course, I should thank you very much."

This "thank you very much", Zhou Cheng is not sure if it is his own illusion, he always feels that the man bites the syllables of these words extremely hard.

He didn't think deeply, "Got it."

"Well, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan had already finished looking for his clothes. Seeing him end the call, he said, "I'll take a shower first, let's go out for dinner together later."

"Well, Jiang Fan," Zhou Cheng called him before he walked into the bathroom, and walked over with hesitation, "I have something to tell you."

Jiang Fan looked at him, not knowing what to think of, Qingjuan's brows and eyes frowned slightly, "Say it."

"It's He Minnan. He told me just now that he wants to have dinner with us tonight..." Zhou Cheng rubbed his neck. For some reason, he could feel that Jiang Fan didn't like it very much. He Minnan, and to be honest, if it wasn't for him, with Jiang Fan's temper, he knew that he would definitely not get in touch with someone like He Minnan... Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng always felt a little bit guilt.

Jiang Fan didn't ignore the key words in his words. Although he had already guessed that it would be like this, his expression suddenly changed, "You guys?"

"Well, he asked me to ask you to come with me."

Thinking of something, Zhou Cheng added, "I want to thank you."

Thank you... Although Jiang Fan didn't show any obvious emotional changes after hearing his words, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

A faint coolness spread from the bottom of my heart, entangled the whole heart, filling the whole throat with bitterness.

The focus in Jiang Fan's eyes was fixed on the face in front of him for a moment. Looking at his clean eyes, he was about to say something, but was eroded by the sourness that filled his throat. Not a single word came to his lips.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Cheng didn't notice any strangeness in him, but was puzzled by his ecstasy, "Do you not want to go? If you don't want to go, I can..."

"I'll go with you."

As if resigned to his fate, the boy said in a tone that was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

It was a long time later that Zhou Cheng recalled this scene, and realized what kind of compromise Jiang Fan had made for him in these short four words... At that time, even though he knew it, it was too late ......night.

The western restaurant at night always seems to be more elegant than in the daytime. The night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and the city’s extravagant night view like a star river make the restaurant’s interior light just right, and there is an elegant and luxurious atmosphere everywhere.

The dinner of He Minnan's special group is naturally not an ordinary dinner.

This point was felt when Zhou Cheng and Jiang Fan arrived at the dining floor and saw that only one table was occupied in the entire hall.

Long dining tables, covered with spotless white tablecloths, flowers, candles, and even a pianist in the corner of the dining room.

Probably to exaggerate the atmosphere, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling is not turned on to the brightest, but it still does not affect its brilliance and beauty.

In such a scene, if he hadn't been sure that he had gone the right way, Zhou Cheng would have thought that he had stumbled into some couple's candlelight dinner by mistake.

The waiter opened the chairs for the two of them, and Zhou Cheng and Jiang Fan then sat down at the dining table.

And the man sitting at the other end of the long table seemed to have just realized that they had arrived, put down the empty wine glass in his hand, raised his head, with a gentle and harmless smile on his thin lips, "I thought you would arrive in a while , I just ordered them to start preparing, is it okay?"

He Minnan was wearing a white suit with a well-shaped and obviously high-quality texture. Under the faint light of the light, he looked very elegant and gentlemanly.

Compared with the previous black outfit, white seems to be more suitable for his own temperament.

Although he was very dark in his bones, as far as this pair of skin was concerned, the combination of white and his spring-like smile that always hung on his face was obviously much more pleasing to the eye.

To sum it up in four characters, everyone looks like a dog.

Although his words were ostensibly aimed at the two of them, Zhou Cheng found that the man's eyes always wandered to his side intentionally or unintentionally, and the eyes were inexplicably deep.

Zhou Cheng glanced sideways and lowered his eyebrows, silently as if Jiang Fan was distracted, the weird intuition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He shook his head, picked up the juice poured by the waiter and took a sip, "It's okay, but why did you make it so grand, can't we have a normal meal?"

As it is now, if you say something, the surrounding area is so empty that the whole floor can be heard.

Moreover, I always feel that there is something wrong with the three men sitting together for a candlelight dinner.

There is a romantic atmosphere, and it is well created.

The question is, what romance do three men want?

He Minnan chuckled softly, crossed his hands under his chin, and said in a mellow voice, "How can I do that? How can you say that you have also done me a big favor, and the value is not small. Usually, I can get rid of it with a meal." It seems a bit too shabby."

Zhou Cheng held the cup, "I'd rather eat a home-cooked meal than such a big ostentation."

"Then I can't help it," He Minnan spread his hands, his eyes were full of smiles, and his voice was lazy, "I'm not my second uncle, he likes to mess with those things, but I don't, I only eat outside It is made fresh, so when I invite you to dinner, I will only invite the best outside."

As he spoke, he raised one hand and beckoned, and a waiter behind him stepped forward, picked up the wine bottle placed in the ice bucket, and poured wine into the glass he had just put down.

He picked up the cup and raised his eyebrows at Zhou Cheng, raising his eyebrows, "Have some?"

Because Zhou Cheng mentioned He Xiao, the expression on his face was obviously lower than before, and he absent-mindedly refused, "No, I don't drink."

He Minnan understood, smiled and nodded to express his understanding, then turned his eyes, looked at Jiang Fan who had been silent since he sat down, as if he was a transparent person, and asked in the same tone in a low voice, "You Or? You don’t know how to drink a bar? Are college students so good now?”

Hearing the sound, Jiang Fan slowly raised his head to meet the man's scrutinizing gaze, his complexion tightened.

He seemed to be holding back something, or maybe the man's words stimulated him and caused him to glare.

Out of the corner of Zhou Cheng's eyes, he glanced at his tightly clenched fists under the table, and calmly took a sip of the juice.

Between these two people...something must have happened.

Otherwise, the atmosphere would not be as tense as it is now. Even he could feel the oppressive feeling of being evenly matched, and kept playing games in the invisible space.

Zhou Cheng felt a little bored, and depending on the situation, he would not be able to serve food for a while, so he prepared to take the things out of his backpack and hand them to He Minnan.

Give it to him earlier, and he will be relieved earlier in this anxious state.

He took the backpack behind him, and before he had unzipped it, Jiang Fan suddenly pushed aside the chair and stood up.

The chair made a harsh "crack" as it grazed the polished floor.

Zhou Cheng followed the sound and was about to ask what happened.

Jiang Fan said "I'm going to the bathroom" and left.

He was in a hurry, or in other words, it looked more like he was running away.

Just as Zhou Cheng was thinking about whether to follow him to have a look, there was a movement of a chair scraping the floor from the opposite side.

He Minnan took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, smiled at him, and said softly, "Sorry, I'm going out to make a phone call. If the food is ready, you can eat first."

After that, he left with long legs.

Zhou Cheng looked at his steady but quickly walking away, looked down at the metallic USB flash drive in his hand, and finally had to put it back in his backpack.In the men's restroom on the same floor.

Jiang Fan bent over and stood in front of the sink, picked up the water from the washbasin and splashed it on his face twice, then raised his head, wiped off the dew on his face, and opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyelids, he saw the man standing quietly behind him.

Quietly, like a ghost, standing there.

His face darkened, he lowered his eyebrows and pulled out two tissues, briefly wiped the water stains on his face, and was about to walk around him and go out the door.

However, no surprise, the man grabbed him.

He Minnan held his white wrist with a big hand with clear bones, sneered mockingly with thin lips, and immediately clasped him, pressing him against the wall.Jiang Fan's eyes showed a cold look, his face was extremely expressionless, "Relax."

He Minnan looked at him, took a tight breath, lowered his head and wanted to kiss him regardless of the obvious resistance on the boy's face.

A crisp "pop" sound.

Jiang Fan withdrew his hand lightly, the coldness in his eyes was so strong that he was about to boil, "I want you to let go."

"Ah..." He Minnan turned back to his face that was missed, and a low sneer rolled out of his throat suppressedly.

"What kind of chaste and strong man are you showing here now? The way you fucked up and screamed under me a few days ago, you forgot it so quickly?"