soul to depth

Ye Zhixing couldn't help laughing: "People like Dr. Fang are Homo, it must make many girls sad."

Fang Xiuting took a sip of the fruit juice on the table, and said with a long breath, "I can't do anything about it. Although it is a heinous thing to make a girl sad, my natural inclination is doomed to make me a sinner. But I I think Mr. Ye should be more sinful than me."

Ye Zhixing was puzzled: "Why did Doctor Fang say that?"

Fang Xiuting smiled mysteriously, hooked his index finger lightly, and signaled Ye Zhixing to come over a little bit, Ye Zhixing also cooperated with him very much, bowed his head and leaned forward, and then he heard Fang Xiuting's lowered voice: "Because Mr. Ye is more handsome than me."

After finishing speaking, Fang Xiuting laughed like a child who had played a prank. Ye Zhixing watched Fang Xiuting's handsome brows and eyes stretch, and the warm breath in his ears seemed to be still lingering, and he was a little dazed.

"There should be a lot of people chasing Mr. Ye?" Fang Xiuting asked after laughing enough, and realized that the question was a bit abrupt after asking. He and Ye Zhixing were only close friends, so he dared to gossip. How rude.

But then again, Ye Zhixing is also a famous figure in City B, and is often followed and reported by the media, but he has never heard any gossip about him.

Fortunately, Ye Zhixing is not someone who cares about these things, so he replied naturally: "I don't care much about these things. I used to receive a lot of love letters when I was still in school, but now I don't know much about them."

Fang Xiuting raised his eyebrows: "There should be quite a few now, after all, Mr. Ye's conditions are very exciting."

Ye Zhixing didn't deny it, but asked instead: "Where is Dr. Fang? Dr. Fang must have received quite a few pursuits, right?"

Fang Xiuting thought about it seriously, and replied with a disappointed face: "That's really a bit much, but unfortunately, they only love my body and not my soul."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help laughing.

Ye Zhixing couldn't help but also laughed, and when the two of them were enjoying themselves, the waiter also brought out Fang Xiuting's order.

Seeing this, Ye Zhixing didn't intend to disturb Fang Xiuting for lunch, so he got up to leave.

At the same time, he handed a business card to Fang Xiuting and explained: "This is my private number. If you need help with anything, Dr. Fang can call this number. I will be on 24 hours a day."

Fang Xiuting took it very naturally: "Yes, yes."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Watching Ye Zhixing leave, Fang Xiuting admired the business card on his fingertips. The rare black background and golden font all reveal luxury, which fits Ye Zhixing's temperament very well.

After sighing, he put his business card in his pocket and began to eat.

Because of the perennial family education, Fang Xiuting's eating movements are very beautiful, and it is best to describe it as Mr. Pianpian.

After eating, he called the waiter to check out.

"Hello, sir, your table has been sold out."

Fang Xiuting was puzzled: "Who bought it?"

"Mr. sitting here just now, that gentleman also ordered a mango sago milk for you. Would you like to eat it here or take it away?"

"Pack it up."

"Okay sir, please wait a moment."

Fang Xiuting sat back on his seat, took out the postcard in his pocket, looked at it for a while, sighed, took out his phone and saved the phone number.

It seems that he will have to call later to thank him.

The speed of packing the desserts was very fast, and it didn't waste Fang Xiuting's time at all.

When Fang Xiuting entered the house and sat down, the phone in his pocket sang a song.

Fang Xiuting took it out and looked at the two mothers on the screen, then pinched the base of his nose with some headaches, and picked it up with a mentality of death.

"Hey, Mom, what's the matter?"

"Ting Ting, how are you doing lately? Are you busy?" Fang's mother's voice was very gentle, but Fang Xiuting had a headache hearing it. The mother who holds the power of his family must have something else to do when he is so gentle.

"Mom, just tell me what's going on."

As expected, Fang's mother coughed twice and said, "Do you have time the day after tomorrow?"

Fang Xiuting immediately became vigilant: "Mom, you won't arrange another blind date for me, will you?"

The mother on the other side might be a little guilty, so she smiled dryly: "Don't worry, it's a child from a friend's family. I've seen the photos and looks very handsome, as old as you."

"Mom - how many times have I told you that there is no rush for feelings."

"You can't be in a hurry every day, you can't be in a hurry. You can be 27 now, and you are going to run to the third soon. How can you not be in a hurry? You don't like girls. Mom didn't say anything, but boy, you should bring one back anyway. But mom has been waiting for so many years, don’t talk about boys, you didn’t even bring back your own things!! Don’t worry, those beautiful boys have been snatched away! Anyway, I don’t care, if you don’t go the day after tomorrow, don’t What kind of psychological clinic are you engaged in, and you come back to work for me!!"

"Mom, you are a threat!"

"I'll just threaten you! If you don't bring a boyfriend back this year, just wait for me... Dududu..."

Fang's mother hung up the phone very neatly after she finished her harsh words.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Fang Xiuting's headache was unbearable.He didn't know what the hell was stimulating him again today, and he was going to start arranging blind dates for him again.

After mourning for three seconds of silence for the miserable days of constant blind dates in the future, Fang Xiuting lay directly on the sofa, turned on the TV and pressed a channel at random.

I didn't expect to fall asleep watching it.

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Zhixing was sitting in the office dealing with official business, looking at his phone almost every few minutes under the surprised eyes of the assistant who came in to hand over the documents.

"Boss Ye, is there something wrong with your mobile phone? Do you want me to call someone from the technical department to fix it for you?" the assistant couldn't help asking.

Ye Zhixing paused for a moment, put down the phone as if nothing had happened, and coughed subtly: "No problem, I'll check the time."

Although the assistant was a little puzzled as to why he had to check the time every few minutes, he still dutifully asked, "Is Mr. Ye doing anything important? If so, please rest assured and leave it to us here."

Ye Zhixing returned to his usual state: "It's nothing."

"Oh, okay. Then I'll go out first." The assistant took all the signed documents and left the office without doubting him.

As soon as the assistant went out, Ye Zhixing immediately picked up the phone again, unlocked it and opened the home page, the battery was sufficient, turned on intercepting harassing calls, no calls were intercepted, but why hasn't there been a call yet?

It is undeniable that he was indeed waiting for Fang Xiuting's call. He paid for Fang Xiuting on purpose in the restaurant. With Fang Xiuting's character, he would definitely thank him for calling him because of this, and there is a very high chance that the two of them can have a date. meal.

But now it seems a little different from what he thought.

[The author has something to say: Homosexual in the last chapter means homosexuality. I am afraid that homosexuality is a sensitive word, so I replaced it in English. Homo is the abbreviation. At the same time, I will tell you a small thing. I remember that in high school English class, gay means happiness. , At that time, I wondered if this was officially finalized to make people happy?Hahaha... It's purely the self-thought of a rotten girl, there is no other meaning]