Dressed as a substitute lover of a wealthy old man

"What about people?"

When Pei Xiangyu arrived at the hospital, he went straight to Pei Hewen's office without saying a word of nonsense.

Pei Hewen gave a "tsk" sound, and withdrew his legs that were on the table: "I kindly inform you, who are you showing such a stinky face to?"

He led the way while talking, and kept talking: "You came too slowly, that kid Ye Zixuan has been here for a long time."

Pei Xiangyu glared at Pei Hewen.

"What are you looking at me for?" Pei Hewen looked back without showing any weakness, "I know you don't want to see him, but I didn't call him... here it is."

After Pei Hewen finished speaking, he pushed the door open for Pei Xiangyu and slipped away.

In the ward, Ye Zixuan and Qiao Ning sat and lay down, and when they heard the movement, they raised their heads together, saw Pei Xiangyu, and said in unison: "What are you doing here!"

Pei Xiangyu didn't even look at Ye Zixuan, walked to the side of the bed and looked at Qiao Ning's treated arm, his forehead twitched: "What's going on?"

"Don't worry about it!"

Qiao Ning's expression was not good, Ye Zixuan on the side also glared at him, Pei Xiangyu raised his eyelids, and half-closed his eyes to look over.

Ye Zixuan was tense and didn't back down. Pei Xiangyu raised his chin slightly, not wanting to argue with him, dragged a chair and sat down, looking down at Qiao Ning: "The wings are hard, I just remembered now." Don't worry about me, what did you do earlier?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Ning's expression suddenly became indescribable.

"You control me...you control me?" His voice was trembling slightly, even a little emotionally agitated, "What you call controlling me is doing everything possible to prevent me from doing what I like! Why?! Tong Yuan What's going on? Why can't I do what he can do, why you give him so much convenience, but can't understand me! You and him! You! You are all disgusting!!!"

Qiao Ning jumped up from the bed, and swept everything on the bedside table to the floor with a wave of his hand.

Ye Zixuan rushed forward and pinned him down, looking at Pei Xiangyu with red eyes: "Mr. Pei, Qiao Ning has been hurt badly by you, I beg you, can you let him go!"

Pei Xiangyu looked down at the out-of-control Qiao Ning. Not to be outdone, Qiao Ning struggled in Ye Zixuan's arms, staring at him with red eyes.

He had grown up with Qiao Ning, and it was a little surprising that a child with a usually calm expression could become so hysterical.

Although Pei Xiangyu was angry, reason still prevailed. He restrainedly waited for Qiao Ning to calm down, and said in a calm tone, "Let's talk when you think you can talk to me properly."

Finished talking and left.

As soon as he opened the door, he met the woman outside the door.

"Boss Pei."

Qiao Ning's manager, Ji Mei, saw Pei Xiangyu stunned for a moment, and said hello.

"En." Pei Xiangyu nodded, thought for a while, and motioned for Ji Mei to come with him.

In front of the vending machine at the end of the corridor, Pei Xiangyu took two cans of beer, handed a can to Ji Mei, and drank half of it in one go.

"What's the matter with him recently?"

Ji Mei glanced at Qiao Ning's ward, holding a beer can as an ice pack: "A while ago, I was photographed with Zixuan...with Mr. Ye, and I have been affected in every way. Nothing else, that's right, you too Knowing that Xiao Ning has always wanted to transform, Mr. Ye originally helped, and finally got on line with director Gao Shengyi, and we had a good chat. After that, I suddenly became unhappy. I just called and said that there would be a chance to cooperate again in the future. "

"Gao Shengyi?"

Ji Mei poked her phone a few times and held it up: "It's him."

The man in the photo is about 50 years old, has no hair on his head, and is wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

Pei Xiangyu felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it. Ji Mei had already taken away the phone.

"Xiao Ning had prepared a lot for that play, but she was rejected suddenly, maybe she couldn't accept it, and she was not in a good mood."

Pei Xiangyu stood up, raised his head, drank the remaining half can of wine, crushed the can and threw it into the trash can: "You should watch him more."

"I will."

Pei Xiangyu nodded and left first.

The silver-gray Bentley turned on its headlights in the night, and the driver looked in the rearview mirror at the silent boss sitting in the back seat, and asked, "Going home?"

"Ah."

Pei Xiangyu leaned on the back seat and rubbed the center of his brows. He was very annoyed, and after a while he suddenly asked, "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock."

He squinted his eyes, tapped the leather seat with his fingers, and thought of a good place to relax.

"...Go to Luxi Garden."

"Ok."

Half an hour later, Pei Xiangyu went directly from the basement to the top floor, and the room was pitch black.

It's too early to go to bed.

But it's not impossible.

According to the child's temperament, because of his missed appointment, he will probably secretly hide in the quilt and cry for a while, and then fall asleep crying and crying.

Thinking of the child's surprise when he saw him, Pei Xiangyu felt less bored, walked lightly into the bedroom, and turned on the switch.

There is no sleeping little guy, let alone a cutie with pear blossoms and rain.

The bed was made evenly, without even a fold.

The brain supplement did not come true, and Mr. Pei suddenly felt offended, the corners of his mouth were lower than before, and he returned to sit on the sofa with a face of pleading guilty.

It has been at least three hours since he left. It is best for the child to give him a reasonable explanation when he comes back, why a dinner that has already been eaten has been delayed for so long.

After about ten minutes, the elevator heard a "ding—" and began to descend.

Pei Xiangyu raised his legs and glanced at the door.

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Feng Xiaonan couldn't stand Tong Yuan who was thrashing in his arms, so he had no choice but to put him down and let him stand on the ground.

"Slow down...can you go?"

As soon as Tong Yuan was short, he was about to kneel on the ground.

"I know I can't drink, is it worth it for such a person? Why are you so stupid!"

Feng Xiaonan complained bitterly, lifted the noodle-like Tong Yuan, and wrapped his arm around his neck.

Tong Yuan: ...

Although his body is not in control, at least half of his consciousness is awake. Feng Xiaonan's brain has been taken to outer space by Fan Tong, and now he has no strength to pick him up, so he can only cast a blind eye on him with his mind .

"Can you do it alone?" Fan Tong supported the open elevator door, "How about I go up with you."

"No, no, no, it's already troublesome for you." Feng Xiaonan put his arms around Tong Yuan's waist and pulled him onto himself, "Brother Fan, wait for me below, I'm afraid he needs someone to take care of him, if I don't leave I'll give you a call."

"Okay, let's go up."

Fan Tong didn't notice Feng Xiaonan's selfishness, the elevator door closed, Feng Xiaonan pressed the only floor button on it, then stroked Tong Yuan's hair, letting him lean on his shoulder.

Feng Xiaonan was a little apprehensive, he thought it must be because he also had a little drink just now.

The hot breath sprayed against his neck, making the roots of his ears feel hot.

He had an irresistible urge to feel that if he missed this time, he would lose his chance.

He tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the defenseless Tong Yuan. He was familiar with him, but there was a big difference.

They were so close that he could do something if he wanted to.

"Ding--"

The untimely arrival of the elevator interrupted his dangerous thought.

He breathed a sigh of relief and helped Tong Yuan out.

"It's here, Tongtong."

Tong Yuan was so drunk that he couldn't even respond to him.Feng Xiaonan plucked up his courage, pushed Tong Yuan against the wall, and called out again: "Tong Tong."

As the elevator doors closed, the last bit of light disappeared, adding to his courage.

"I... I have something to tell you. I'm afraid I won't have a chance after today. Just let me tell you. Anyway, you may not remember it tomorrow."

Tong Yuan struggled to lean against the wall with the little support Feng Xiaonan gave him, and basically guessed exactly what Feng Xiaonan was going to say.

The way the child looks at him has become more and more obvious recently. Every time he finds out, he pretends to look away. If he doesn't tell the truth, Feng Xiaonan still foolishly thinks that he is hiding well.

The child is a very good child, and he doesn't mind if something really happens, but it's too real, and after all, he is not the same person.

There is still a clear distinction between the scumbag and Tong Yuan, who each takes what he wants.For example, Pei Xiangyu is a scumbag to him, and he takes what he needs from Pei Xiangyu.

Tong Yuan thought that Feng Xiaonan would not pierce the layer of paper with him, but he didn't expect that after drinking a little wine, the child became more courageous.

Let's just talk, it's best to finish quickly, he really can't stand anymore.

"Tongtong, the first time I saw you was the day of the university report, about two years ago, you were very thin, with only a handful of bones left..."

Tong Yuan: ...

I'm afraid it's not necessary to recall everything from the moment they met!

two years...

He persisted for a while, struggling to support the two noodle legs that were crumbling, Feng Xiaonan seemed to feel it, hesitated for a while, hugged his waist and pulled him into his arms.

... No need to bother, it's just that the posture is a bit bad.

"I used to want to cover you, but recently, this feeling has suddenly changed..."

Feng Xiaonan's speech finally came to an end, and Tong Yuan quietly let out a sigh of relief.

"I suddenly feel that you are so far away from me that I will not be able to catch you."

As Feng Xiaonan said, the hand holding him tightened.

Tong Yuan: ...

If he can't catch it, he won't be able to breathe!

"...I might fall in love with you." Feng Xiaonan paused, "But that bastard Pei Xiangyu has taken over you."

Pei Xiangyu in the dark: ...

"I will work hard to make money, although it may not be as much as him, but it will definitely make your life better." Feng Xiaonan sniffled, "You should be smart, please, don't trust him too much."

He buried his face on Tong Yuan's shoulder, and it got wet after a while.

Tong Yuan: ...

In the past, if someone said these words to him, he would definitely discount them and listen carefully, but what Feng Xiaonan said he believed to be true.

After all, he is poor and white now, with no status, no status, and no benefits to gain.

It's just that being moved is moved, after all, Tong Yuan is not a brat in his twenties who just agrees to something just because he is moved.

He was silent, raised his arm as much as possible, and put it behind Feng Xiaonan to chat and comfort him.

Feng Xiaonan's body froze for a moment.

"Tongtong?"

He called out tentatively, with a hint of secret excitement in his tone.

Tong Yuan: ...

The child obviously misunderstood, so he quickly put down his hand and pretended nothing happened.

"Tongtong!"

Feng Xiaonan was still immersed in the excitement of being suddenly responded by Tong Yuan, he raised his head and backed away slightly, trying to see Tong Yuan's face clearly in the darkness.

"I...I want to kiss you, can I?"

"Can't--!"

Tong Yuan didn't want to say it.

The child is young and energetic, and his body is almost ready to explode. He really doesn't want the situation to continue to get out of control. With his noodle-like arms and legs, there is no suspense under pressure.

The real little milk dog tastes good, but it's hard to deal with!

He doesn't want to be a scumbag.

Tong Yuan refused without hesitation, but it didn't sound like that.

Feng Xiaonan only heard a murmur, so excited that he couldn't control himself, he carefully confirmed it again: "You... agree?"

"not at all--!"

Same as last time, Feng Xiaonan obviously didn't understand his meaning accurately, murmured his name and leaned over nervously.

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The short and eager breath was getting closer and closer, Tong Yuan became anxious, and pushed Feng Xiaonan with all his strength.

Whenever Feng Xiaonan was affected by anything, he would lean back and hit the switch on the wall.

In an instant, the room was brightly lit.