Lost [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Rong was amused by Liu Shun's reaction.

The relationship between him and Qiao Nanqi was really well hidden.

In fact, he didn't do anything here. When the two signed the marriage agreement, several members of the Qiao family and the Chen family knew about it.

Up to now, other people more or less knew that he had an idle job in Qiao Nanqi's company - this was quite normal, who had never stayed in another company or in his own company for nothing?

There was no rumor about this matter, apart from the reason why Qiao Nanqi never wore a wedding ring at all, it was also because the Qiao family didn't like it, the Chen family didn't want to admit it, and the subordinates who knew Qiao Nanqi didn't One dare say.

And judging by Qiao Nanqi's attitude, he obviously didn't want to say anything.Zhao Rong used to be afraid that Qiao Nanqi would be unhappy, so she kept it a secret. Anyway, he had more than a little bit of accommodating Qiao Nanqi.

At this moment, we can actually talk about it, but if we talk about it, too many things are involved in it, and too much time has passed, so it is very troublesome.

So he didn't say anything, just smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's very clear—it couldn't be more clear."

"Have you really decided? This is not a simple matter. I've seen it for a long time, and Qiao Da hasn't gotten it yet."

Zhao Rong: "The first day you met me?"

Liu Shun was taken aback.

They knew Zhao Rong had pursued her sweetheart for ten years.

Zhao Rong had just been admitted back to the Chen family back then, and Chen Zehe avoided seeing him. In order to let the Chen family arrange the best nursing home for Zhao Ming, he waited directly at the door of Chen Zehe's house for a week, rain or shine, and forced him to squat When they arrived, they all heard about it.

On stubbornness, on righteousness without hesitation, Liu Shun has never seen anyone who can compare to Zhao Rong.

After he confirmed it again and again, Liu Shun hesitated for a moment before saying, "I really know something about Lu Xingping recently."

Zhao Rong raised his chin slightly, motioning for him to speak directly.

"He has an adopted sister, do you remember? She is studying design and is still in college. She is about to graduate and doesn't want to do the business of the Lu family. Doesn't Qiaoda's company have a department for this? I don't know the details. You didn’t even go to university, you should be more aware than me about your idle position in his head office—it seems that Lu Xiaoyue just joined Qiao Da’s company for an internship a few weeks ago.”

"Because Lu Xingping also came to ask our family before, but in the end he didn't come. My parents asked about it, and then they found out that they went to Qiao Da's place."

Zhao Rong rolled his eyes, "What does this have to do with Lu Xingping's current situation?"

"You didn't mean to be evil—"

"What do you mean the intention is wrong? This is called a rough understanding of how to get close."

"All right, all right, don't you want to have a rough understanding? I heard that Lu Xingping always dotes on his little sister. She picks her up at work every day, just like dropping off a child. Don't you happen to be in this company, Third Young Master? Ask what time Lu Xiaoyue gets off work. Every day the parking lot creates a chance encounter..."

Liu Shun patted his thigh: "Isn't this close?"

Zhao Rong really didn't know about this.

There are many people in the company, and everyone's work and commute hours are different, and the parking lot has two floors.When he was at work, his mind was not with others, so he naturally didn't pay attention.

After hearing these words, he was thoughtful and silent for a moment.

Then, he raised his hand, patted Liu Shun's back hard, and said, "Liu'er, let's go and play."

He called a waiter over, explained a few words, and then walked one after the other with Liu Shun to another place where a group of people were noisy.

As soon as Zhao Rong walked in, the group of people disappeared, and a young man with exaggerated red hair shouted, "Hey, third young master, have you finished talking with Liu'er?"

"That's right." Zhao Rong sat down in a vacant seat vacated by these people, smiling, and his voice became languid.

He directly put the topic aside: "He told me that this place is good, I came today, and I think it's average."

Liu Shun was dissatisfied: "How ordinary, what do you think?"

"Then what's so special about it, don't you think?" Zhao Rong didn't think about it.

"The environment is good. The dance floor is not crowded. The one we went back to was crowded."

"Then do you think you've been drinking too much?"

"I really didn't drink too much."

Zhao Rong didn't answer any more, and everyone burst into laughter.

I didn't drink much when I came to the bar, isn't it just that there is no atmosphere?

Hongmao whistled: "Third Young Master has a lot of research."

Zhao Rong smiled.

In the past few years, in order to conform to the character design in the original book, he let Chen Ze and those people put down their guard against him, so as to ensure the stable life of him and Zhao Ming in the past few years. Many places.

But it's not for nothing.

After playing a lot, he gradually has an idea of ​​life after the end of the plot-knowing what is fun and useful.But he didn't put these ideas into the plan before, because he was full of Qiao Nanqi.

Now is the time to really start thinking about it.

There is nothing to talk about this kind of business idea with these cronies.

Zhao Rong temporarily suppressed his thoughts.

"If you play too much, you will know what is fun." Seeing several waiters walking in with trays one after another, he motioned them to make room for the waiters, and said, "Come change the way of drinking."

What the waiter brought up was one opaque glass after another, with a black lid on it, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

There were dozens of such cups, and when they were all put down, the entire table was covered.

"There are beer, red wine, white wine, and..." Zhao Rong leaned back in the chair, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, and the ends of his eyes seemed to catch all the wind, extremely gentle, but not gentle.

"There is also mineral water." He said, "One cup for each person, take it from the table at will, open blind boxes to fight wine, and drink too much to think that you are unlucky. Play?"

Liu Shunlai became interested: "You still know how to play, I'll come first!"

As he spoke, he had already lifted a cup from the table, opened the lid and drank it.

Look at that expression, it's either mineral water or beer.

Zhao Rong unobtrusively took out stomach medicine from his pocket, and picked out a cup casually.

He didn't even smell it, he lifted the lid, and poured it into his mouth along with the stomach medicine in his hand.

The thick and pungent smell of liquor filled his throat.

Very unlucky.

Zhao Rong is in a good mood.

He put the empty glass away, didn't complain about his luck at all, picked up a new glass, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's have another glass."

Qiao Nanqi sat in the living room until three o'clock in the morning.

Even if he was at home before, even if he had something to do at night, he would stay in the study at most.

In an empty place like the living room, sitting on the sofa, not far from the door - this is the first time Qiao Nanqi has done such a thing.

His laptop was on the coffee table. Although it was turned on, the screen had automatically turned off.

Until now, Qiao Nanqi actually didn't know what he was doing.

After dinner, Qiao Nanqi thought that Zhao Rong had just returned home early, but after the driver took him home, there was no one in the living room or bedroom.

I don't know how long the rain has been pattering outside, but the huge house is empty.

The atmosphere was already gloomy on a cloudy day, and Qiao Nanqi suddenly felt a little bored.

When he went into the guest bedroom and the study room that Zhao Rong would never enter to look for someone, he realized that his boredom might be because of Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong never let him go home first.

He is used to Zhao Rong asking about his itinerary insinuatingly, and Zhao Rong always walks forward with a smile every time he goes home during the day, or every time he enters the room at night, There is always a safe and well-behaved figure on the bed.

Qiao Nanqi walked into the study and came out again, with the suit jacket he had just taken off still in his hand.

He heard people smoking in the kitchen, walked in and took a look, only to find that it was Sister Li who came to cook at their house.

As soon as the sliding door was pushed open, Sister Li spoke.

"Xiao Zhao is back? I just wanted to ask you, you told me last week to buy some pears, what kind of pear soup Mr. Qiao likes to drink, I kind of forgot—" Sister Li turned her head while cooking, and saw that there was never Qiao Nanqi who came to the kitchen was taken aback, "It's Mr. Qiao."

"How did you come?"

He was leaning against the kitchen door with his bag in one hand, frowning slightly, and the light mole at the end of his left eye added a layer of gloom to his gentle complexion.

Sister Li didn't dare to be negligent at all, so she quickly turned off the fire, wiped her hands and walked in front of Qiao Nanqi, and even looked behind Qiao Nanqi.

She didn't see anyone, so she said: "It's Xiao Zhao, I called last week and agreed to let me come at this time today, and told me that you should go out for dinner tonight, but you shouldn't have a meal, sir." If you eat too much, you will definitely be hungry when you come back. Let me come home first to prepare. He called too early. I forgot to write down the dishes he reported. I didn’t remember what kind of pear soup. I wanted to call to ask about it just now, but he didn't answer. Sir, you-"

"Snow pear stewed in rock sugar," he said, "my mother often made it for me when I was a child."

Sister Li nodded quickly.

Zhao Rong is quite friendly in dealing with people and always speaks with a gentle smile. People like Miss Wu and Li prefer to communicate with Zhao Rong.

Although Qiao Nanqi wasn't a bad-tempered person, he was too tall, and when he talked with people with lowered eyes, there was always a bit of oppression when he lowered his eyes.And he didn't like to chat with these people, and they didn't dare to disturb him over time.

After he finished speaking, Sister Li immediately went back to the kitchen.

Qiao Nanqi glanced at the cooking table, and he could name his favorite dishes for all the ingredients he could see.

For a while, the depressed mood suddenly became a little subtle again.

He never came to the kitchen before.Sister Li is a cook carefully selected by Zhao Rong more than a year ago. She often comes to their house to cook, but he just makes a phone call. For more than a year, Zhao Rong has been responsible for most of the time. and contact.

If it wasn't for Zhao Rong just now, Qiao Nanqi would walk in to take a look when Sister Li was cooking.

This time he didn't see Zhao Rong, but he seemed to see Zhao Rong.

Another hour passed by the time Sister Li served the prepared meals to the restaurant one after another.

Qiao Nanqi sat alone at the dining table, holding up chopsticks, speechless.

Sister Li held back for a while, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Qiao, isn't Xiao Zhao coming back for dinner today?"

Qiao Nanqi didn't answer her.

Because he doesn't know either.

——Facts proved that Zhao Rong did not come back.

After eating, Qiao Nanqi stretched out his hand to the side, wanting to get a tissue, but his outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he didn't get anything.

Zhao Rong used to get up to get paper towels after eating at home.

Naturally, there is no tissue in front of him now.

Qiao Nanqi withdrew his hand silently.

After Sister Li packed up and left, Qiao Nanqi spent the night in the study doing work that was supposed to be done tomorrow.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, he put down his work, took his laptop and mobile phone to the living room and sat down unconsciously, only to find that Lu Xingping had sent him a message after eight o'clock, thanking him for the internship he had arranged for Lu Xiaoyue.

Ever since he got home, he had been suffocating for no reason. He opened the chat box, but he didn't have anything to say, just replied a simple sentence.

He put down his phone and glanced at the quiet door.

From the day the marriage agreement was signed, although Qiao Nanqi didn't like Zhao Rong much, the two had established a relationship.

Qiao Nanqi knew that Zhao Rong liked him, and he didn't dislike doing things with Zhao Rong that couples would do.As for Zhao Rong, except that he always hangs out with that group of friends, everything goes well. He doesn't ask or listen to his affairs, obeys his words, and is never self-willed.

They have maintained this balance for a long time.

Qiao Nanqi never thought that such a balance would suddenly break tonight without warning.

I don't know if he wanted to catch him, but Qiao Nanqi waited in the living room until three o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Rong didn't come back, but Xia Yuantu suddenly called at this time.

"Aren't you staying at home these days?" Xia Yuantu didn't know where he was, and the background sound on the phone was very loud, "I came to play at a new venue opened by a friend today, why did I see your little baby? It's amazing , drank a large piece."

Zhao Rong's drinking capacity, after all, was drunk with Qiao Nanqi, Lu Xingping, Xia Yuantu and his gang in order to see Qiao Nanqi more.Those people are much better than these sons in the drinking game. Zhao Rong abruptly changed from a person who couldn't drink a few drinks to the current drinking capacity.

Seeing Liu Shun also got down on the ground, he finally became dizzy and drunk.

He called the waiters over, settled all the bills for the audience, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

While washing her face, Zhao Rong raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.

He was easy to get on his face when he drank, and even his neck was red at the moment, and there were cold drops of water on his cheeks, but he still felt a little hot.

He didn't know if it was because the light in the bathroom was much brighter than other places in the bar, which hurt people's eyes, or because he was drunk, he felt his eyes were a little dizzy.

I took out my phone and wanted to call a driver, only to find that the phone had run out of battery and turned off at some point.

Zhao Rong walked out of the bathroom in a daze, looking for a waiter to call a taxi for him.

Maybe someone was celebrating their anniversary here today, ordered a song, and the dizzy rock music just disappeared, replaced by "It's Just Love" sung by the bar singer in front of the dance floor.

Lines of lyrics rolled into Zhao Rong's ears, the melody was melodious, calm but beautiful.

Zhao Rong hummed a few words unconsciously, passed through the passing crowd, and was about to walk back to the place where Liu Shun and Huang Mao were lying on their stomachs, when he was suddenly grabbed by a huge force, pulling him away in an instant. He fell to that side, his wrist hurting from being grabbed.

He slammed into the arms of a man taller than him.

This man has a strong chest and is really strong. He was the one who grabbed someone just now, and now he is the one who is trying to stabilize Zhao Rong.He seemed to smell Zhao Rong's alcohol smell at the moment Zhao Rong approached, and after Zhao Rong stood firm, he took a step back.

Zhao Rong couldn't see his expression clearly, but he felt that his brows were frowned, and his voice was also very low: "Good drinker."

Zhao Rong didn't need to ask at all, and he didn't need to look carefully, even if his mind was tied up at this moment, he could recognize the man in front of him the moment he saw the figure.

The other party is very angry.

Very angry very angry.

Zhao Rong drank like this, but he didn't have much time to think about why Qiao Nanqi was here.

He smiled, full of alcohol, and took a step forward as Qiao Nanqi grabbed his wrist, and hung on Qiao Nanqi's body.

"Do you want to drink too?" He squinted his eyes, wanting to smell the aloe scent on this man.

The music slowly flows to the chorus part, like the gentle and cruel flow of time.

The man still grabbed his wrist, turned around and tried to pull him away.

Zhao Rong stood where he was, and before Qiao Nanqi could turn around, he hugged the man's neck from the side and hung on him again.

"Qiao Nanqi." He called out the full name that he hadn't said for a long time.

Qiao Nanqi seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but did not move.

Zhao Rong had never dared to get so close when he smelled of alcohol before.

This rare time, he didn't have enough reason to think about the reason, but he also knew that it should be the last time.

He tiptoed slightly, and under the dim light of the bar, he leaned close to the corner of Qiao Nanqi's mouth and kissed gently, his voice as low as a whisper.

"Qiao Nanqi," he never said, "I like you."

Liked to this day.